Leaving Las Vegas Page #7
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- Year:
- 1995
- 111 min
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She walks to the table and downs her tequila in one. Then
comes to the bed, where Ben is sitting. She kneels, unzips
his fly and begins sucking him. Ben watches her, looks at her
reflection in the closet mirror, reaches for the bottle and
drinks some, being careful not to disturb Sera. After a while
Sera comes up.
SERA:
Do you want to f*** now?
BEN:
(confused)
More tequila?
SERA:
OK... whatever.
She takes the bottle and drinks. She goes down again. Ben
stops her.
SERA:
What�s the story? Are you too
drunk to come?
BEN:
(sincere)
I don�t care about that.
There�s time left. You can
have more money. You can
drink all you want. You can
talk or listen. Just stay,
that�s all I want.
She looks at him, confused. She sees a strange look on his
face. It throws her.
This is a turning point. Both of them are momentarily
exposed.
Ben lifts the sheet and moves to one side, indicating that
she should come into the bed. She�s as confused as he is. She
gets in with him and he hands her the bottle.
CUT TO:
62 INT. CASINO - NIGHT
Yuri is losing at one of the tables. He continues to bet
though, putting half of what he has left on one number. He
lose again. He mops his face with a red silk handkerchief and
places another bet.
63 INT. SOMEWHERE IN THE CASINO - NIGHT
The three Russian Mobsters we saw in the desert are walking
through the casino, looking for someone.
CUT TO:
64 INT. BEN�S ROOM - NIGHT
They are both in bed, drinking.
SERA:
So, Ben, what brings you to
Las Vegas? Business
convention?
They both laugh and Ben hands her the bottle.
BEN:
No, I came here to
drink... myself... you know...
SERA:
To death?
BEN:
Yes, that�s right.
He looks at her, she at him, not sure whether to believe him
or not.
BEN:
I cashed in all of my money,
paid my AmEx card, gonna sell
the car tomorrow.
SERA:
How long�s it gonna take, for
death?
BEN:
hundred and fifty to three
hundred dollars a day.
SERA:
Yes... that should do it. What
am I? A luxury?
BEN:
Yeah. And your meter just ran
out.
Ben looks at his watch.
SERA:
It�s OK... nice watch. Go on.
Talk some more.
Ben yawns, suddenly deeply tired.
BEN:
look at my watch... so I
decided to move here because
nothing ever closes and
because I got tired of
would walk into a bar at six
o�clock... even the bartenders
started preaching.
(yawns again)
Here, everyone�s from out of
town so no one cares, no one
is overtly f***ing up
CUT TO:
LATER.
SIDE ANGLE:
Sera is in focus, Ben is asleep.
SERA (voice-over)
him... There was a lot of
stuff that I wanted to ask
him about but didn�t because
I didn�t want to sound too
interested in a trick. But I
felt as if a relationship was
being forged very quickly.
65 INT. DOCTOR�S OFFICE - DAY
Improvised scene. (3)
CUT TO:
65A EXT. SERA�S APARTMENT COMPLEX - DAWN
Sera gets out of a cab and makes her way towards her
apartment, changing out of her high heels as she walks.
66 INT. SERA�S HOUSE - DAWN
Sera lets herself in. Yuri is standing in the shadows. She
gets a fright when she sees him.
YURI:
Where have you been?
SERA:
It was a slow night. I went
to a hotel for a few drinks.
Yuri holds out his hand for her bag. She gives it to him. He
finds the money and counts it.
YURI:
A full night on the street
and this is all?
SERA:
Like I said... it was a slow
night... I�m sorry. It was
hard to score.
Yuri slaps her.
SERA:
Don�t hit me.
YURI:
What do you think... you are
sixteen years old on
Hollywood Boulevard?
Yuri talks in Russian, becoming angrier, and slaps her again.
He spits on the floor.
Sera falls against the kitchen table and picks up a lethal-
looking knife. Yuri stops.
SERA:
chick with a cut on her
cheek.
She throws the knife to Yuri, who catches it. She bends over
the table and pulls up her skirt.
SERA:
There, go ahead!
She mimics him.
A shower of Russian comes out of Yuri, but he doesn�t touch
her. He tries to regain his dignity by putting on a coat.
YURI:
I could kill you. You know
that.
He goes to the door.
YURI:
Work, tonight, bring me
money, no matter the hour.
And he exits. Sera is still on the table.
SERA:
I will Yuri. I will.
CUT TO:
The proprietor is handling over some cash to Yuri, whose
jewelry is on the counter. He pockets it and as he turns to
leave, Ben comes in. They pass without taking much notice of
each other. Ben removes his Rolex and shows it to the man.
CUT TO:
68 EXT. STREET, LAS VEGAS - DAY
Yuri is walking in the hot sun, sweating. We see him through
long-lens heat haze. The camera wanders into the traffic and
we see the black towncar crawling along behind him, three men
inside.
CUT TO:
69 INT. DOCTOR�S OFFICE - DAY
Improvised scene. (4)
CUT TO:
70 INT. MAIN BAR, HOTEL - NIGHT
A lounge singer belts out a fair rendition of a Tony Orlando
number. Sera sits at the bar, an empty seat on either side of
her. She watches a younger hooker in the final moments of
pulling a dangerous-looking man. The girl is aware of Sera
without even looking at her. The guy she is with looks around
and sees Sera. The girl shoots an icy look. A man sits next
to Sera:
a conventioneer.CONVENTIONEER:
About ready for another
drink?
SERA:
Yes, that would be great. Are
you her for the convention?
CONVENTIONEER:
Do I look that obvious? My
name�s Paul.
They shake hands.
SERA:
No, of course not, just a
wild guess. I�m Sera and
that�s a margarita.
The barman is already pouring. The young hooker leaves with
her dangerous guy. She pauses long enough to give Sera a
nasty smile. The conventioneer pays for the drink and is a
little lost for words. Sera tries to help.
SERA:
So... are you alone, or are
you just using me to make
someone else jealous?
CONVENTIONEER:
(laughs nervously)
Alone. Alone. I�m here alone.
SERA:
(friendly)
Where are you staying?
CONVENTIONEER:
(suspicious)
Right here at the hotel. Why?
SERA:
(moving a little closer)
Well... I thought you might be
looking for a date.
CONVENTIONEER:
(shocked)
A date. What, are you a
hooker?
(voice getting louder)
What do you mean a date?
(and louder)
I�ve got a wife back home. I
just came over to talk for a
few minutes.
SERA:
(quietly)
I�m sorry, I guess I
misunderstood.
She looks around.
SERA:
Please don�t raise your
voice. I won�t bother you
about it again.
CONVENTIONEER:
(calmer)
Sorry. Look... you seem like a
nice girl. I�m just sick of
everyone in this town trying
to get my money.
He gets up.
CONVENTIONEER:
Here, have another drink. I
gotta go.
He leaves. Sera is uncomfortable. People are watching her,
aware that something has been going on. The Barman comes over
to where Sera is sitting.
BARMAN:
Maybe you should give it a
miss for this evening.
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