Four Rooms Page #17

Man tears the cigarette away from Juancho and smokes it down to the filter.

He looks at his own cool hair, and then down at Juancho's, which won't stay

up.

Man flicks the cigarette butt into the toilet in frustration.

MAN:

You've got your mother's hair.

In anger, Man starts messing up Juancho's hair.

MAN:

I can't do anything with it.

Furious, Man simply swipes Juancho's hair back down and to the side, the

way Wife had it before. Juancho looks like an idiot again.

MAN:

There. Go.

Juancho slouches past everyone as he exits the bathroom.

Sarah watches him leave as her own hair is finished.

WIFE:

(putting a plastic clip in Sarah's hair)

There. Go.

Sarah exits.

Wife then finishes her own gorgeous hair. Man lights up a new cigarette.

WIFE:

(mocking)

So, are we gonna have fun tonight?

Man blows smoke in Wife's face as he walks out of the bathroom.

WIFE:

I didn't think so.

Sarah has joined Juancho in watching television.

Man watches the children watch TV. We can see the wheels turning in Man's

head.

He turns back to the bathroom.

He watches Wife now. Wheels turning. Practically burning rubber.

MAN:

Hey.

Wife puts the lipstick down and turns to her husband. She is beautiful.

MAN:

(shrugs)

Let's just leave the kids here.

Wife glances out at the children, eyes glued to the tube.

WIFE:

Here in the room? By themselves?

MAN:

No . . . with the television.

Wife thinks about it for a second. She shrugs a "sure."

MAN:

You want to have fun tonight, don't you?

WIFE:

Yes.

MAN:

They'll be fine.

He kisses Wife's face and exits the bathroom. She covers the wet spot with

more cake makeup.

MAN:

Hey.

The children turn to face him.

MAN:

You guys are going to stay here and watch TV.

The children look at each other.

MAN:

I want you to be in bed asleep before twelve. Your mother

and I will be back later on.

Wife goes straight for the door.

MAN:

Okay?

He blows one kiss. One for both of them.

As Man and his Wife walk out the door, Man turns back to the children . . .

.

MAN:

Don't misbehave.

He closes the door.

Sarah stands in the middle of the room. She's looking at the door Man and

Wife just disappeared through. Stunned.

Her dress looks frilly and beautifully uncomfortable. She touches the edges

of the fabric.

SARAH:

Why did we have to get all dressed up if we weren't going

with them?

CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY

Man and Wife are walking down the hall.

Man stops in his tracks. Wife stops too and looks at Man. They wait.

CUT TO:

ROOM 716

Juancho shuts off the television. He drops the remote to the floor. His

attention is on the fireworks outside. He leaps to the window and begins

unlatching it.

SARAH:

What are you doing?

JUANCHO:

Escaping. Stinks in here, anyway.

Man bursts through the door of the hotel room and stands in the doorway,

glaring at the mischievous Juancho.

Juancho bangs his head on the window trying to get back inside. He leaps to

the floor and tries to turn on the TV with the remote.

MAN:

(stern)

What did I say?

Juancho turns to Man as if he'd been sitting there watching television the

whole time.

MAN:

Behave.

JUANCHO:

Yes, Papa.

Ted appears at the door with Man's champagne.

TED:

The champagne you ordered, sir.

MAN:

No time for this. Leave it on ice.

Ted proceeds to place the champagne in the room.

WIFE:

But I want some now . . .

Ted is torn. Man pushes him into the room.

MAN:

There'll be plenty for you and the party, baby, you can bomb

yourself all you want at the party.

WIFE:

What a waste.

Ted places the bucket near the bed. After setting up the bottle, he turns

to leave, but now Man closes the door, trapping Ted inside with them.

MAN:

(to Ted)

Hey.

Ted looks around, bewildered. Now what?

Man is reaching into his coat pocket.

MAN:

You want five hundred bucks?

TED:

Sure!

Man hesitates a moment, then pulls out his wallet. That was too easy.

MAN:

How about three?

TED:

Three hundred?

MAN:

Yeah.

TED:

Three's good.

MAN:

My children are staying here tonight watching TV. I want

you to check up on them every thirty minutes.

TED:

Check up on 'em?

MAN:

Make sure they're all right, make sure they're fed, make

sure they go to bed.

TED:

We can call out and hire a babysitter.

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