Lost Highway Page #12
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 134 min
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We move into the eye sockets and beyond.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. TWO-LANE HIGHWAY - NIGHT
We see a clean moving POV illuminated by headlights. We are
floating down an old two-lane highway through a desolate,
desert landscape. This gliding, eerie POV continues until
the headlights illuminate a figure standing at the side of
the road. This figure is a man, PETE DAYTON. Pete turns,
unsettled, as he looks directly at us as we move closer to
him.
The ghost image of a house appears behind Pete. There is a
girl, SHEILA, standing on the lawn in front of the house.
She is afraid and is trying to communicate with Pete. Pete
doesn't seem to hear her and continues to stare directly at
us. Now Pete seems to move toward us as we move toward him.
His head fills the screen.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. PRISON - FRED'S CELL - NIGHT
Fred's blank face begins to contort and take on the
appearance, feature by feature, of Pete Dayton.
Fred Madison is becoming Pete Dayton.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
EXT. PRISON - DAWN
We watch the sun rise outside the prison, ascending over the
strands of barbed-wire above the wall.
CUT TO:
INT. PRISON - DEATH ROW - MORNING
A GUARD is making his early morning rounds. He stops at each
cell and looks in, making a mark with a pencil on a piece of
paper on a clipboard. when he comes to Fred's cell, he is
about to make a check-mark, but looks in again and appears
confused. THE MAN INSIDE IS NOT FRED.
GUARD:
Who are you? What are you doing in
this cell?
The MAN in the cell sits still on the cot, staring straight
ahead. The man is thin, younger than Fred.
CUT TO:
INT. PRISON - DEATH ROW HALLWAY - MORNING
The guard hurries over to the guard station. He picks up the
telephone and dials. He begins to sweat.
GUARD:
This is Johnny Mack at station 8.
Yeah, look, somethin' crazy's
happened. No, I mean, Madison ain't
in his cell. No, there's somebody
in there, but it ain't Madison! Right,
right. Okay... Captain Henderson's
comin'?... Right.
Johnny Mack hangs up. He sweats. He walks back down the row
and looks in again at Fred's cell.
JOHNNY MACK:
F-u-u-u-ck me!
He walks back to the station. A supervisor arrives, CAPTAIN
HENDERSON.
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
Now, Mack, what's the situation?
JOHNNY MACK:
I'm not entirely certain, Captain.
You'll have to see for yourself.
Together they walk quickly to Fred's cell and look in.
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
That's not Fred Madison?
JOHNNY MACK:
No, sir, it's not.
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
Who is it?
JOHNNY MACK:
I couldn't say, sir... Captain
Henderson?
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
Yeah, Mack?
JOHNNY MACK:
Captain... this is some spooky sh*t
we got here.
CUT TO:
INT. PRISON - WARDEN'S OFFICE - DAY
Captain Henderson is standing in front of a desk, behind
which the Warden is seated. A nameplate on the desk reads:
WARDEN MARSHALL R. CLEMENTS.
WARDEN:
Repeat that, Bill.
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
Warden, it's not him. It was not
Fred Madison in that cell.
WARDEN:
Of course, it's Madison!!! Who else
could it be?
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
I don't know. The guards say they've
never seen him before.
WARDEN:
Where is he now?
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
He's in the infirmary, being examined.
WARDEN:
Did you ask him who he is?
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
He... He can't talk. it appears as
if he can't talk, anyway.
WARDEN:
If he's not Madison, then where's
Madison?
CAPTAIN HENDERSON
I've got men searching the building
and the grounds now.
The Warden stands up and comes around the desk.
WARDEN:
I want to take a look at this man
myself.
CUT TO:
The man from Fred's cell is just finishing being
fingerprinted.
The doctor with serious eyebrows - DR. ROGOFF - is inspecting
the man's face. The Warden enters with Captain Henderson.
GUARDS are standing by the door and at strategic spots in
the room.
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