Hardcore Page #17

Wes sits up when he sees his brother-in-law shuffle past the

rooms, take out his key and open a door.

CUT TO:

INT. PLAYERS MOTEL - NIGHT

Jake, not bothering to fully shut the door, steps into the

room, throws his key on the bed and plops down beside it.

He's emotionally and physically exhausted.

The decor is Vegas sleaze: tinted mirrors, red shag carpets,

felt wallpaper, pseudo-Louis Seize chairs and a plexiglass

chandelier. The large room has, at one end, a sitting area

with a sofa and chairs, and at the other, a water bed covered

with a black satin sheet. A large ceiling mirror is bolted

above the bed.

Jake, hearing a NOISE, looks up.

Wes, wearing a suit and tie, steps tentatively in. He surveys

the tawdry room. Jake just looks away.

WES:

What's going on, Jake?

Jake says nothing for the moment.

WES:

(continuing)

Jake?

JAKE:

How did you find me?

WES:

I called every L.A. hotel. The Holiday

Inn gave this as a referral number.

Your office said you had no business

in New York, so I figured you had

come out here.

(looks around)

What's happening, Jake? What are you

doing? Nobody's heard from you. Anne's

worried sick. We didn't know if you

were dead or alive.

Jake stands and steps over to Wes:

JAKE:

Wes, do me a favor.

WES:

What?

JAKE:

Leave me alone. Go home. Go away.

Wes starts to protest.

JAKE:

(continuing)

Just do what I say. Don't ask.

WES:

(insistent)

What is going on?

JAKE:

I think I've found a way to find

Kristen. I have a plan. But I have

to be alone.

WES:

What plan?

JAKE:

You don't want to know.

(a beat; softer)

Now, Wes, leave, please. For me.

WES:

What will I tell the others? They

care about you.

JAKE:

Tell them anything you want. Tell

them I'm on a vacation, a business

trip. Tell them I needed a rest.

Tell them anything, just don't tell

them...

Jake looks about the whorey room. His voice cracks a little.

JAKE:

(continuing)

...just don't tell them about this.

(A beat)

Now go.

Jake escorts his brother-in-law to the door. Wes turns and

embraces him. Jake breaks the embrace and firmly pushes Wes

out of the room.

Jake closes and chains the door.

CUT TO:

INT. PLAYERS MOTEL - DAY

The next morning. Jake has rearranged the furniture so that

the sofa directly faces the door. Van Dorn, wearing a blue

tie-dyed shirt with a sunburst on the front, sits in the

middle of the sofa. On either side of the sofa tall thin

lamps stand on end tables. A telephone, legal pad and travel

clock have been placed on the coffee table. Beside Jake rests

Mast's sheaf of notes and pictures. Behind him hangs an

iridescent poster featuring the sex signs of the zodiac.

He waits. There is a knock at the door.

JAKE:

Come in.

A handsome STUD, about 22, wearing tight jeans, steps

cautiously into the room.

STUD #1

Jake? Mr. Holcum?

Jake checks the appointment schedule on his legal pad:

JAKE:

Pete? Come in.

STUD #1

(enters)

Yeah. Peter Long. That's the name I

use.

JAKE:

We're casting male roles in an

explicit sex action feature. The pay

is $100 a day. There'll be up to two

weeks work. You say you've had

experience?

STUD #1

I was in the Mitchell Brothers' film,

'Sodom and Gomorrah.' I don't know

if you saw that. I played Damon, the

slave of the Queen of Gomorrah.

Van Dorn's pretty good at this. He's given many job interviews

before. The phone rings and he answers.

JAKE:

Yes, this is Jake.

(a beat)

We're casting right now. Have you

had experience in hardcore films?

(a beat)

I can fit you in from 4:00 - 4:15

today.

(a beat)

At the Players Motel, 777 Vine, Room

106.

(a beat)

We'll see you then.

Van Dorn hangs up and looks through his sheaf of papers.

Pulling back a page of notes, he reveals the unfolded 8x10

glossy from "Slave of Love." He looks at the two young men

violating his daughter, then back up at Peter Long. Long is

neither of the men.

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