Leaving Las Vegas Page #14
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 111 min
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She stands up
SERA:
I have to go to work now.
Ben doesn�t say anything. He just stares a hole in his bowl
of rice.
CUT TO:
119 INT. CASINO - NIGHT
Ben walks by himself. He is deep in thought.
CUT TO:
120 INT. CASINO - NIGHT
Ben recklessly bets two hundred dollars at the craps
table... and wins. As he leans forward to collect his
winnings, he sees...
ANGLE:
...a Blonde in a very low-cut outfit. She smiles at Ben and
walks around the table to pick him up. Ben puts all of his
winnings on one bet and wins again. This pattern repeats a
few times and drinks are on the house.
BLONDE:
Hey... that was quite a play.
You in for the convention?
Ben gets to the point.
BEN:
I�d like to f*** you.
A few people hear Ben and the Blonde is almost put off, but
he does have about eight thousand dollars in winnings and so
she leans in very close so that she can talk quietly.
BLONDE:
I�m very expensive.
BEN:
How much to lick your p*ssy?
The Blonde picks up a sizeable stack of chips and looks at
Ben.
CUT TO:
121 INT. SERA�S HOUSE - LATER THAT NIGHT
Sera lets herself in, looks around and opens the bedroom
door.
ANGLE:
In one fluid movement the naked blonde gets off the semi-
conscious Ben, pulls her dress over her head and walks past
Sera. Moments later we hear the front door slam. Ben comes to
and looks at Sera. He is more or less unaware of what has
just happened.
BEN:
Hello...
ANGLE ON SERA:
Her eyes are wet.
SERA:
There are limits.
BEN:
(remembering)
Yes... I guess I knew that.
Ben gets out of the bed. He picks up the bottle on the
bedside table and stands.
BEN:
couch for a few hours... and
then I�ll leave.
He walks out of the room and closes his the door. Camera
moves in on Sera. She covers her face with her hands. She
drops her purse and slides down the wall to the floor,
weeping quietly.
SERA (v.o)
I heard the door slam a
was gone.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
122 EXT. STREET - DAY
Ben coming out of a liquor store with a large brown bag.
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123 EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Sera getting out of a car. The car drives off. Sera examines
her face in a pocket mirror. Puts on more lipstick.
CUT TO:
Ben is on all fours in the bathroom trying to vomit. His thin
frame is heaving. Bottles everywhere.
CUT TO:
Three college boys with beer bottles walk the The Strip. They
are all wearing the same numbered jersey. Nice middle-class
boys looking for an adventure. They see Sera and go into a
huddle before walking over to her.
TALLEST COLLEGE BOY
How much will it cost us to
f*** you?
The other two College Boys titter. Sera starts to walk away
and then hesitates.
SERA:
Sorry, guys, but I don�t know
what you mean. Anyway, I
never date more than one guy
at a time.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
Come on... we got money... show
her the money.
The other College Boy gets out his wallet and opens it to
show her. Sera hesitates, not somehow comfortable with the
situation, then goes ahead.
SERA:
How much of that money did
you guys want to spend?
TALLEST COLLEGE BOY
How much you want? How about
two hundred for an hour?
SERA:
(becoming annoyed with them)
Don�t your friends talk?
(no answer)
Try three-hundred for a half
hour.
OTHER COLLEGE BOY
(nervous)
Three hundred for the hour.
SERA:
OK... three... and we�ll see
how it goes. Where are you
staying?
TALLEST COLLEGE BOY
The Yukon, room twenty-four.
SERA:
I�ll see you there in fifteen
minutes. You can pay me then.
Why don�t you all take a
shower while you�re waiting.
OTHER COLLEGE BOY
A shower? In fifteen minutes?
SERA:
Look... I�ll only need one of
you at a time. RIGHT?
UNDERSTOOD? So... the other
there. OK?
They walk off in a huddle, giggling - three small boys.
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Sera drinks from a beer bottle as she approaches their room.
She talks to herself.
SERA:
Where are the boys this
weekend, Frank? Why, hell,
Charlie, I sent �em off to
learn the one thing I
couldn�t teach �em.
She looks at the numbers and finds the room. She knocks and a
moment later the Tallest College Boy opens the door in his
jockey shorts.
Sera steps in. One boy is coming out of the bathroom wearing
a towel and the third is sitting in a chair smoking a
cigarette, which he passes to the boy in the towel. The other
boy is fooling around with a video camera. The atmosphere is
weird and Sera is suddenly alert.
The Tallest College Boy hands her the money. He is very well
built, a football player. Sera hesitates, holding the money.
The Tallest College Boy closes the door and then leans
against it. They are all staring at her now. No one says
anything. Sera smiles suddenly and puts the money in her
purse. All business.
SERA:
OK... where�s the bedroom, and
who�s first?
They all look at each other.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
I want to f*** her in the
butt...
He looks at the other.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
...you too, right?
SERA:
Forget that. No one�s doing
that. You�ll all go one at a
time. I f you want I�ll suck
you instead, but that�s all.
Then I�m out of here.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
(looking at tallest)
You said I could f*** her in
the butt.
OTHER COLLEGE BOY
Shut up.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
(shouting)
It�s my f***ing money)
SERA:
That�s it... Take your money
back. I�m leaving.
The Smallest College Boy gets off the bed and comes over to
Sera.
SMALLEST COLLEGE BOY
No... don�t go.
The Tallest Boy is still standing in front of the door and
things are getting strange. The Other Boy turns on the video
camera. Sera loses her cool.
SERA:
(to the Smallest Boy)
Maybe you�d like to f*** one
of your friends in the butt
instead.
The room goes very quiet. The kid tears up. Sera tries to
back-pedal.
SERA:
Hey... I�m sorry...
The kid punches her hard in the stomach, knocking her to the
ground.
CUT TO BLACK:
QUICK FADE IN:
Close-up on Sera�s face pushed into a bloodstained pillow,
her body being pounded from behind. The naked legs of two of
the boys behind her. We hear voices, filtered, from a long
way off.
VOICE:
Go on... f*** her ass...
OTHER VOICE:
Look at me... look at
me... look at me.
A hand comes into frame and pulls her head up by the hair. A
pair of legs moves in. There is the sound of a punch.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
Sera�s body on the floor. In the background trousers being
hastily pulled on to legs. The boys exit with sport bags.
The last one turns out the lights and closes the door.
FADE OUT:
In the half-light Sera gets up and walks with difficulty to
the bathroom.
129 INT. BATHROOM - DAWN
She clicks on the mirror light. Her face is awful. One eye is
swollen almost shut. Her top lip is cut.
CUT TO BLACK:
Sera gets into the cab with considerable difficulty. The cab
driver is a cynic.
CAB DRIVER:
What�s the matter, honey, get
a back-door delivery you
weren�t expecting? You gonna
be able to pay the fare?
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