Inherent Vice Page #12
70.
DOC:
Ah, Japonica -- your lights? It'd
be groovy, Japonica, really to
have some lights working seeing's
how Beverly Hills cops are known
to lurk uphill on these different
cross streets? Just waiting for
minor violations like lights to
pop folks on?
BLATNOYD:
Everything all right, baby?
Um, Japonica, dear? That was a
red light?
JAPONICA:
I don't think so... I think that
was one of it's eyes.
DOC:
Oh, well, yes, we can sure dig
that, Japonica, but then again -
BLATNOYD:
No, no, there's no ‘it’ watching
you! Those are not ‘eyes,’ those
are warnings to come to a full
stop and wait till the light turns
green, don't you remember learning
that in school?
POLICE LIGHTS.
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66 EXT./INT. STREET - MERCEDES - NIGHT 66
They've been pulled over by the POLICE. Doc tries to
calm everyone, etc... TWO ROOKIE COPS walk up to the car
looking cautious and careful... GUNS RAISED and SHAKING
VISIBLY... nervous as they approach the car.
JAPONICA:
Are you the Great Beast?
BLATNOYD:
No no no, that's a policeman,
Japonica, who only wants to make
sure you're all right.
COP:
You know you were driving without
your headlights, miss?
JAPONICA:
But I can see in the dark.
71.
BLATNOYD:
Her sister went into labor an hour
ago and Miss Fenway promised she'd
be there in time to see the baby
born, so she might've been a
little inattentive back there.
COP:
That case, maybe somebody else
ought to be driving. And we'll
need everybody's I.D.s, too.
DOC:
Sure thing. What's it about,
officer?
COP:
Every gathering of three or more
civilians is now defined as a
potential cult -
DENIS:
NEXT COP:
(to Cop)
Did you hear that? He called him
Charlie!
COP:
Shush -- Criteria including
references to the book of
Revelation, males with shoulder-
length hair or longer and
endangerment through automotive
absentmindedness, all of which you
folks have been exhibiting.
DENIS:
Yeah, but we're in a Mercedes and
it's only painted one color!
DOC:
Denis --
DOC notices that both COPS are very subtly SHAKING.
COP:
We'll hand this all in, Mr.
Sportello, and unless there's
wants or warrants we don't know
about, you won't hear any more on
this...
67 EXT. BEL AIR MANSION - NIGHT 67
They've pulled up out front of a massive Bel Air home with
a GATE AND A MOAT. BLATNOYD gets his BAG, climbs out of
the car... goes to the INTERCOM on the gate, says -
72.
BLATNOYD:
Evening, Henrich.
-- and the gate opens... he says -
BLATNOYD:
Won't be a minute.
JAPONICA:
Aren't you the man you found me
and brought me back to my dad that
time?
DOC:
I was only doing my job.
JAPONICA:
Did he really want me back?
DOC:
He seemed like your standard
worried parent.
JAPONICA:
He's an a**hole.
She's emotional. DOC gives her a card.
DOC:
Here, this is my office number. I
don't have regular hours, so you
may not always find me in.
JAPONICA:
If it's meant to be...
Dr. Blatnoyd wishes to inform you
that he will be remaining as our
guest and there is no further need
for you to wait...
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SHASTA?
Where's SHASTA? Reminder?
68 EXT. DOC'S OFFICE - DAY/NIGHT (NEXT NIGHT?) 68
DOC walks up to his office, past PETUNIA, who tries to
delay him. She isn't wearing underwear and she opens her
legs...
PETUNIA:
Oh, Doc, do you really have to go
in right away?
(MORE)
73.
PETUNIA (CONT'D)
It's been ages since we had one of
our interesting chats.
DOC:
Petunia, are you trying to tell me
I have visitors waiting?
PETUNIA:
Not exactly.
DOC:
Not exactly visitors?
PETUNIA:
Not exactly waiting?
69 CLANCY CHARLOCK AND TARIQ KHALIL 69
are on Doc's desk, f***ing. TARIQ looks up.
TARIQ:
Hey, Doctor Sportello, my man.
This is all right, isn't it?
DOC closes the door, and looks at Petunia:
DOC:
Petunia, I know you have the soul
of a matchmaker and normally I'm
groovy with intimacy of all kinds,
but not between elements in a case
I'm working on. Too much
information I end up never
seeing -
PETUNIA:
But it's too late, can't you see?
They're in love! I'm just the
karmic facilitator! I really have
a gift for knowing who's supposed
to be together and who's not and
I'm never wrong. Love is the only
thing that will ever save us!!!
DOC:
Who???!?!
PETUNIA:
Everybody.
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74.
70 INT. DOC'S OFFICE - LATER 70
DOC is making them some coffee. CLANCY is sitting by
TARIQ, encouraging his sharing with Doc... PETUNIA here,
too.
TARIQ:
Alright... When I came here first
time, I should've told you the
whole thing. Too late now, but I
still could've trusted you more...
DOC:
Tell me what?
CLANCY:
(to Tariq)
You need to tell him the whole
thing...
TARIQ:
Glenn didn't owe me money...
DOC:
... What did he owe you?
TARIQ:
Guns. For my people at WAMBAM.
Small arms... and some bazookas.
DOC:
I can dig why you didn't want
to get too specific... WAMBAM
being?
TARIQ:
Warriors Against The Man Black
Armed Militia. Glen said he had
friends who could score us guns
and we're still waiting for our
shipment as the revolution rolls
on...
DOC:
And who were these ‘friends’ of
Glen's that were arranging the
arms deal?
TARIQ:
Some bunch of honky dentists out
on lower Sunset. Worked out of
some weird-ass building look like
a big tooth.
DOC:
Uh-huh. Well. Maybe I can think
of one or two places to look.
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75.
71 OMITTED 71
72 INT. PLASTIC NICKEL DINER - NIGHT 72
He's out to a dinner with Clancy and Tariq, who are bothin the bathroom. THOMAS JEFFERSON's face is on a NICKEL
emblem all over this restaurant. THOMAS JEFFERSON
appears, sitting in a booth next to DOC, drinking coffee,
says:
DOC:
(You look familiar -- are you theguy on the nickel?)
THOMAS JEFFERSON
Thomas Jefferson. So. Guns and
Opium. The Golden Fang not onlytraffic in enslavement, theypeddle the implements ofliberation as well.
DOC:
Yeah... but as a founding father,
don't you get freaked out a littlewith this revolution talk?
THOMAS JEFFERSON
The tree of liberty must berefreshed from time to time with
the blood of patriots and tyrants.
It is its natural manure.
DOC:
Yeah, and what about when thepatriots and tyrants turn out tobe the same people?
THOMAS JEFFERSON
As long as they bleed is thething.
Doc deep in thought...
THOMAS JEFFERSON
A nickel for your thoughts...
DOC:
Glen Charlock... If Glen was tight
with the Golden Fang, could theybe the ones who took him out? Is
he just another Rudy Blatnoyd, DDSwho touched some acupressure pointon the mysterious body of theGolden Fang so uncomfortably hehad to be dealt with?
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