Kalifornia Page #21
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 117 min
- 985 Views
EARLY (O.S.)
Well... it's gettin' pretty rough
out there, so if it's all the same
to you, we'll be staying the night.
EXT. '50'S HOUSE
Early slams the front door shut.
The building is a single story '50's home of extremely cheap
construction. It's in bad condition.
EXT. DESERT - THE SMASHED WOODEN GATE
The last rays of the setting sun reveal the pickup truck
heading toward the smashed remains of the wooden gate. The
pickup truck hurtles through the opening left by the Lincoln.
NEW ANGLE:
On a collapsed old wooden sign. It lies on the ground a few
feet away from the gate posts.
"DREAMLAND" - NUCLEAR TEST RANGE DANGER - KEEP OUT
INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE - NIGHT
Wind and sand blow freely through the remains of the windows.
A solitary kerosene lamp dimly illuminates the living room
area. Its flickering light finds... Early, stripped to the
waist, crouched over the broken TV set. He fidgets with the
knobs. Then the mangled rabbit ears antenna. Carrie sits on
some blankets in the corner next to the couch. She's scared
to death. Her eyes scan the battered room. Debris everywhere.
Amidst all of it, Carrie's erotic photographs have been placed
about the room.
ON EARLY:
Still unable to get the TV to work, he smacks it a good one
on the side.
With the smack!... Carrie whips her look back toward Early...
To find he's lost interest in the TV. He turns toward Carrie.
Stares at her for a moment. Then with a hint of a smile, he
begins to move toward her. The time has arrived.
He reaches down, grabs her by the shirt and pulls her to her
feet. Carrie doesn't resist. He's rough with her as he kisses
her on the lips. Carrie pulls her mouth away from his. She
seems confused, unsure of her feelings. Early watches her,
until her eyes come back to his. Then she steps forward
crowding her body against his, as she slips one hand around
his neck and kisses him deep and hard...
Suddenly Early breaks the kiss and backhands Carrie hard
across the face. She lands on the floor several feet away,
the palm of her right hand is bleeding.
Early looks down to his waist to find a large piece of glass
protruding from his side.
He pulls the glass shard out, blood drips down his side and
onto his jeans.
Carrie gets up and races into the back bedroom, frantically
looking for a way out, there is none. On the bed the two
adult mannequins now lie naked. They have been placed,
intertwined in a grotesque sexual position.
Carrie turns and rushes back toward the door. Early intercepts
her and throws a punch to her stomach, which doubles her
over. Then Early sends a second punch to her face, she
stumbles backward, landing onto the bed amongst the
mannequins. Early begins undoing his belt.
EARLY:
(friendly)
You'll like it...
A violent gust of wind sends several of the erotic photos
swirling through the air. One of the photos whips across
Early's chest. The wind holds it there momentarily.
EARLY:
Not a lot, but you'll like it.
Early peels Carrie's photo off him, the blood from his wound
covers the back of it. He slaps it against the nearest wall.
It sticks. He walks toward her.
INT. PICKUP TRUCK - BRIAN'S POV
The high winds have turned into a full fledged sandstorm.
Brian is still driving dangerously fast. The dim lights of
the old pickup illuminate only a short stretch of dirt road
ahead and the swirling sand.
He passes a road sign: 'DEVASTATION DRIVE'
Then... As the pickup truck comes around a corner Suddenly...
directly in front of him -- Headlights!!
Brian reacts... too late!!
The pickup truck ploughs into the vehicle, and tumbles end
over end through the open desert, before finally coming to
an abrupt halt.
INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE - NIGHT
With each thrust of Early's body, Carrie's badly bruised
face contorts with pain and hatred
FADE IN:
EXT. DESERT
Sand blows in through the smashed windshield of the wrecked
pickup truck. Brian is upside down with his eyes shut. A
trickle of blood runs down his face. Camera booms up a dirt
slope to reveal the Lincoln, beyond it on the hill above
sits the desert house. The glow of the kerosene lamp is
visible through the windows.
FADE OUT:
The storm is over... No sand blowing. No wind. No nothing.
COMPLETE SILENCE!!!!
The dawn light reveals the devastated '50's house to be one
of a cluster, set at the end of a 'Doom Town' cul-de-sac.
In the darkened bedroom, Early's solitary figure rustles
atop the bed. Slowly, he awakens. His eyes open. Across the
bed, a pair of handcuffs is locked around the bedpost. In
the other cuff is Carrie's motionless hand.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, Early sees something in
one of the nearby rooms. Curious, he stands, shoves the .45
automatic in his waistband and walks toward the hallway.
As he passes through the living room and enters the hallway,
his face contorts with a strange sense of wonderment.
EARLY'S POV
A blinding light is shafting through cracks and broken gaps
around the front door frame... It looks like a magical "door"
shrouded in a wall of light!
ON EARLY:
In disbelief he pulls his gaze away from the "door"... and
sees through a window at the opposite end of the house...
the morning sun rising. With that he turns his attention
back to the front door!
EARLY:
I knew there was doors out here!
He walks toward the doorway of light. He grins as he opens
the "door" and steps through it. The sunlight momentarily
blinding him.
EARLY'S POV
A black shadow hurtles toward him out of the brightness...
Eventually it blocks out all the light until... WHAAMM!!!!
EXT. DOOR
A blow knocks Early back through the doorway. He slams to
the ground, on his back. The gun falls from his jeans and
slides across the floor. A look of joyful amazement over the
blood covered remains of his face, he tries to get up, but
can't.
EARLY'S POV
Brian, silhouetted, steps into the doorway. He holds a shovel
raised, ready to deliver a second, fatal blow... but when he
sees Early incapacitated on the floor, he lowers the shovel
to his side. His handcuffed hands reach down and picks up
Early's gun. He trains it on Early, then walks around him to
enter the house. Brian's eyes slowly adjust to the interior...
EARLY'S POV
From on his back, Early looks out the open "door." He sees
two large shards of glass standing vertical in the sand,
reflecting the sun's rays back toward the house. He realizes
that the glass, placed there by Brian, is what created the
effect of the "door." He starts to laugh.
EARLY:
(laughing)
That was damn tricky of you Bri.
Brian searches for Carrie.
BRIAN:
Carrie... Carrie... it's over.
ON BRIAN:
He moves into the back bedroom and finds Carrie. She is
crouched on the floor, handcuffed to the bedframe. He moves
to help her. As he gets closer, he sees her badly bruised
face and realizes what's taken place throughout the night.
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