Kalifornia Page #19
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 117 min
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BRIAN:
Then try again, (it's our only
chance.)
EXT. HOUSE - LATER
Early is leaning on a golf club looking through the telescope.
ADELE (O.S.)
Early?
He pulls his eye away as Adele arrives.
ADELE:
(excited)
Early, Mrs. Musgrave has the most
beautiful little guest house out
back and... well, no one's stayin'
in it... it's just empty. And she
said if me and you wanted to, well
maybe we...
Suddenly, o.s., a scream pierces the moment!
Early and Adele turn toward the doorway to see Mrs. Musgrave
screaming. The older woman's eyes staring past Adele to the
floor nearby. Adele follows the terrified woman's gaze to
find... Mr. Musgrave's body lying on the floor. A bloodied
wound in the back of his head. All of Adele's enthusiasm
drains from her face.
EARLY:
(to Mrs. Musgrave)
Well 'Peaches'... you're a widow
now.
Mrs. Musgrave collapses to the floor.
INT. LIVING ROOM - SHORT WHILE LATER
Brian and Carrie are still cuffed to the piano. Across from
them, Early sits in an overstuffed chair looking through
Carrie's collection of erotic photography.
EARLY:
(to Brian)
Have you seen this one? That don't
leave much to the imagination now
does it?
He looks at another photograph. Confused, he turns it upside
down, stares at it.
Mrs. Musgrave is laid out on the couch. Adele, deep in
thought, watches over the older woman. Finally Adele reaches
into her purse, pulls out her small potted cactus then walks
across the room to a table. Its top is covered with small
potted cacti. She gently places hers among them.
ON MRS. MUSGRAVE
Mrs. Musgrave begins to regain consciousness. Her eyes open
to find... Adele standing over her. Adele brings her finger
to her lips -- Shhhh.
INT. LIVING ROOM
Early looks through several more photos. He stops on one of
a nude woman's torso. Early looks at it for a moment... then
extends the photo out toward Carrie, comparing it to her.
EARLY:
(smiles and shakes
his head in disbelief)
That's you ain't it?
Carrie doesn't answer him. Then, in the background directly
behind Early... Adele and Mrs. Musgrave quietly appear. Carrie
notices them as they start to cross the hallway to the
kitchen. Early sees Carrie's eyes glance past him. He turns
to see why... when...
CARRIE (O.S.)
You're right Early...
Early stops. Looks back to Carrie. Brian also turns to her
curiously.
CARRIE:
...It is me. Do you like it?
Early looks at the photo again. Adele and Mrs. Musgrave now
cross safely to the kitchen. Carrie eyes meet Early's. He
smiles, pulls the nude photo of her close to his face... and
licks it.
Adele quietly opens the back door.
ADELE:
Go on now... please.
Mrs. Musgrave is confused, is it a trick? She looks into
Adele's eyes... and knows it's not. The old lady turns and
walks out into the dark desert. Adele stands at the open
door, watching Mrs Musgrave escape.
ADELE:
(in a whisper)
...Call me.
INT. LIVING ROOM - A MOMENT LATER
Early finishes looking through the photographs. He closes
the cover of the portfolio.
EARLY:
Well they say there's room fur all
kinds in California... and that's
where we're gonna be this time
tomorrow. California.
(beat)
Adele honey?
INT. KITCHEN
EARLY (O.S.)
Adele?
Early enters, and sees Adele standing at the back door. Adele
turns to face him. Early looks past her into the night and
realizes what she's done. He strides across the room pulling
the pistol from his waistband.
Early pushes Adele out of the way.
EARLY:
(shouting)
Peaches! Come on back here. There
ain't nothin' for you to be afraid
of.
EARLY POV - EXT. CACTUS GARDEN
Aside from the occasional pools of light illuminating the
cacti, it's very dark. There's no sign of Mrs. Musgrave.
INT. KITCHEN
He steps outside and starts firing his gun into the
blackness... bullets THUNK into the cacti.
EARLY:
(shouting over the
gunfire)
Nobody wants to hurt you Peaches!
ADELE:
Early! Stop!!
Desperate, Adele grabs a large potted cactus. She rushes
toward Early. Swinging the cactus like an unwieldy bat, she
pummels the side of his head. He stumbles forward,
disappearing into the darkness. Adele stands outside the
kitchen door, bewildered. Then...
EARLY (O.S.)
Oww! Oww!! -- F***!!!!
Early re-emerges from the shadows. Adele's eyes widen when
she sees him. His cheek has long bloody gashes where the
cactus ripped the flesh.
EARLY:
(perplexed)
Honey... What do you think you're
doin'?
Adele starts to cry.
EARLY:
Oh, n'jus what in hell you crying
'bout? I'm the one got hit.
ADELE:
I changed my mind, Early. I'm not
gonna climb up that Hollywood sign
with you... I decided. I think your
mean, and you hurt people.
A look comes over Early's face that we've never seen before.
That he's never felt before. Hurt. He doesn't know how to
deal with it. And he definitely doesn't like it.
INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME (INTERCUT WITH PREVIOUS SCENE)
BRIAN:
Carrie, watch for Early.
CARRIE:
What are you going to do?
BRIAN:
I'm going to try and lift the end of
the piano. If I can... slide your
cuffs free.
Carrie glues her eyes to the kitchen doorway. Brian presses
his back up under the belly of the piano and using all his
strength manages to lift the piano an inch off the floor.
Carrie slides her cuffs out from under the leg.
CARRIE:
What about you?
BRIAN:
I don't know.
Carrie's eyes dart back toward the kitchen. Then she notices
a chair nearby.
CARRIE:
Can you lift it again? Just lift it,
hurry.
Carrie grabs the chair. As Brian lifts the piano, she pushes
the chair beneath the underside of it. It holds the piano
suspended an inch off the floor. Brian drops to the floor
When... a solitary gunshot rings out from the cactus garden.
A moment later, Early steps quietly into the room. He's
pulling the last few cactus needles from his face. He sees
Brian and Carrie standing.
EARLY:
You two been busy in here.
BRIAN:
What happened to Adele?
EARLY:
Well, let's put it this way.
(beat)
I need me a new woman.
A shocked silence. Brian and Carrie look to one another.
Carrie moves toward the kitchen but Early stops her! Brian
rushes at him. Early sticks the .45 automatic in his face!
EARLY:
Sorry about this Bri...
He starts to squeeze the trigger.
CARRIE:
(desperate)
Early, don't.
Early stops. He looks to Carrie.
CARRIE:
I'll do whatever you want. You want
me to go with you, I'll go with you.
Just don't kill him.
Early deliberates the situation, then eases up off the
trigger... and smiles to Brian.
Then, without warning, he hits Brian over the head with the
butt of the .45 automatic. Brian falls to the floor
unconscious.
OMITTED:
EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE - EARLY MORNING
As Early finishes tieing one of the replicant bombs, Little
Boy onto the hood. He reaches down and grabs a six pack of
beer on the ground and shoves it in the back seat, then slides
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