Kalifornia Page #20
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 117 min
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EARLY:
Think anyone will notice?
Carrie doesn't answer, Early laughs.
INT. LINCOLN
Early looks out over the expanse of the desert. He sees a
dirt fire road.
EARLY:
I'll bet there's a 'door' out there...
save us some time.
Carrie doesn't understand what he means. Nonetheless, she
nods her head in agreement.
EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE
The Lincoln heads out, past the cactus garden, into the
darkness.
THE LINCOLN'S HEADLIGHTS REVEAL
Adele's lifeless body on the ground near her beloved cacti.
FADE TO BLACK WITH THE DEPARTING HEADLIGHTS
INT. MUSGRAVE LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Brian is handcuffed on the floor. His eyes open slowly as he
begins to regain consciousness. He senses someone behind
him. He pivots around to see Mrs. Musgrave kneeling down to
help him.
In the distance, a cloud of dust reveals the Lincoln,
traveling at high speed along the dirt fire road.
Early still behind the wheel. Carrie sits up against the
passenger side door. She is tense and guarded. Out the window,
nothing but empty desert.
EARLY:
Pass me a beer hon'.
Carrie quietly responds. She kneels on the front seat and
reaches into the back. She grabs a bottle by its neck, and
pulls it from the six pack of beer. Bottle in hand, she
hesitates a moment...
NEW ANGLE:
EARLY'S POV IN THE DRIVING MIRROREarly watches Carrie.
EARLY:
You wanna hit me with that, huh?
NEW ANGLE:
Carrie reconsiders and sits back in the far corner of the
front seat.
CARRIE:
(not looking at him)
No.
She hands the bottle to him. Early reaches out for the beer,
but instead of taking it, he clasps his hand over hers.
He looks at her and begins to squeeze...
EARLY:
Stop lyin'... I can see right through
you.
Early squeezes even harder -- Carrie begins to wince with
pain. She waits for the glass bottle to shatter in her hand.
EARLY:
Who d'ya think you're foolin'?
(beat)
I know you better than you think...
CARRIE:
(confused)
...You're hurting me...
Early hits the brakes. The car screeches to a halt in a cloud
of dust. Early squeezes on her hand even harder and begins
to drag her toward him.
EARLY:
I seen the way you been lookin' at
me since we met... Snappin' my photo
when you thought I wasn't lookin'.
Wanting me...
Carrie turns her head away. Early pulls her closer.
EARLY:
I saw you when I killed that boy...
He grabs her hair with his other hand... Pulls her head around --
forcing her to look at him. Early has Carrie right up against
him, looking right into her eyes.
EARLY:
(whispers)
You were plenty hot.
CARRIE:
(explodes)
You sick twisted f***! You don't
know sh*t about me.
She struggles trying to free herself. Early, his face only
inches from hers, smiles...
EARLY:
Sick... some people might say takin'
photos of me and Adele humpin' in
the back of the car is sick.
Carrie struggles even harder, but Early tightens his hold.
EARLY:
...You know what I mean?
CARRIE:
...I know I'd love to smash this
bottle right in your f***ing face.
Suddenly... Early releases Carrie, taking the beer from her.
Carrie retreats back into the corner of the passenger side.
EARLY:
That's better... Honesty... I like
that in a woman.
He gives her a grin, then opens the bottle.
EARLY:
But I'll tell ya... when we get to
California, we're gonna have to do
something 'bout that gutter mouth of
yours.
Early takes a gulp of beer.
Early throws the bottle of beer out the window (it ain't
Lucky Lager), slams the Lincoln into "drive" and accelerates
along the dirt road.
MRS. MUSGRAVE
He's pulled out all the lines. The
nearest phone is twenty miles east
of here.
Brian notices an old pickup truck parked outside.
EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE - THE NEXT MOMENT
An anxious Brian hustles into the cab of the pickup truck.
Some tools are in the back. Brian still wears the handcuffs
around his wrists. Mrs. Musgrave stands near the front door.
BRIAN:
Which way did they go?
MRS. MUSGRAVE
(pointing)
He took the fire road.
BRIAN:
Take your car and get to that phone.
Call the police.
Brian starts the pickup and drives off.
EXT. DESERT - LATER
The wind has picked up. An old wooden gate blocks the fire
road. On either side, barbed wire as far as the eye can see.
The Lincoln roars into frame and powers through the barrier.
The gate smashes into splintered pieces of wood.
Carrie leans against the passenger door. Early's eyes scan
the open desert -- looking for the elusive 'doors.' Carrie
reaches for her pack of cigarettes. Early, without a word,
reaches out and takes the pack from her. He crumples it up
and throws it out the window.
NEW ANGLE:
Carrie's eyes go to the instrument panel. The temperature
gauge is in the red.
EXT. DESERT
The pickup truck arrives at a crossroads and skids to a halt.
Brian tries to guess which direction to take. Then he spots
Early's discarded beer bottle up ahead. The truck accelerates
straight ahead, tires spinning.
EXT. DESERT - LATER, THE SUN IS ON THE HORIZON
The winds continue to escalate, blowing harder and harder.
The Lincoln approaches on the fire road. A trail of steam is
streaming out from under the hood, blinding Early's view.
Finally, Early slams on the brakes and skids 180 degrees to
a halt... Steam pours out of the Lincoln's grill. The Lincoln
has had it.
Early is indifferent and looks around. About a hundred yards
away, barely visible through the growing sand storm, an old
1950's style building.
INT. LINCOLN
Early opens the back door. He grabs a box of supplies (some
rope, a kerosene lamp etc.)
EARLY:
Come on.
Carrie slowly begins to respond. She slides across the front
seat.
NEW ANGLE:
CLOSE ON THE INSTRUMENT PANELCarrie's hand crosses frame and pulls out a knob on the dash.
The sun is starting to set behind a distant mountain range.
In the far distance... The pickup truck, revealed by its
trail of dust, crosses the vast landscape.
EXT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE
Early and Carrie struggle through the growing sand storm.
Carrie throws a last curious glance back to the Lincoln as
INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE
The front door is kicked open. Early enters the room with
Carrie in tow.
CLOSE ON EARLY:
He looks around the room... A smile forms on his face.
EARLY:
Howdy, my name's Early Grayce and
this is my girl Carrie. I hope you
don't mind us bargin' in like this
but a... we was on our way to
California when our car broke down,
and...
A living room fully decorated in '50's furniture. Sand covers
everything... Including...
A FAMILY OF FOUR MANNEQUINS placed around the room: The father
sits in front of the TV... The mother (the same mannequin as
in Mr. Musgrave's old picture) is toppled over a kitchen
counter... The little girl is seated at a table... The little
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