Lost Highway Page #16

CUT TO:

INT. DAYTON HOUSE - DAY

The camera moves slowly through the interior of the empty

house cast with shadows. The refrigerator running is the

only sound.

CUT TO:

EXT. DAYTON HOUSE - BACKYARD - DAY

Pete slowly moves up to a sitting position, then stands. He

stretches and walks around the yard feeling the dry, unwatered

lawn on his bare feet.

He walks over and leans over the neighbor's fence. His eyes

fall on a plastic toy boat floating in a child's plastic

swimming pool. He watches the boat as the warm breeze blows

it lazily in a circle.

A small plane drones overhead.

In the distance, a WOMAN finishes hanging out some wash and

goes in the back door of her house. The slamming of her screen

door sounds a thousand miles away.

Pete continues to observe these seemingly peaceful

surroundings - but something doesn't feel right to him.

CUT TO:

INT. DAYTON HOUSE - NIGHT

Pete is eating a sandwich - he is looking much better. Claire

opens a bag of chips and sets them in front of Pete as Bill

comes in the front door.

CLAIRE:

I'm in the kitchen.

Bill comes in and pops a beer - looks around.

BILL:

Where's Pete?

CLAIRE:

Out in back.

BILL:

You talk to him?

CLAIRE:

(urgent)

No... Here he comes.

Their gazes follow a path from the backyard into where Pete

has been sitting all the time.

BILL:

How're you feelin'?

Pete looks at his parents - he can't figure out what has

just happened.

PETE:

(unsure - brow furrowed)

Better.

BILL:

Arnie called this morning while you

were sleepin'. They miss you pretty

bad down at the garage. I told 'im

you still had a "fever".

PETE:

Okay. Thanks.

BILL:

Nice to know they can't seem to get

along without ya.

PETE:

Yeah.

BILL:

You really don't remember the other

night, do you?

PETE:

What night is that?

BILL:

The night before you showed up in

the slammer...

CLAIRE:

Do you remember?

PETE:

No... I don't. Why?

Bill and Claire just stare at him. Pete shakes his head and

takes another bite of his sandwich - but inside the worrisome

feeling returns.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. DAYTON HOUSE - PETE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Pete is stretched out on his bed watching television. He

hears the front door bell ring - footsteps, and a moment or

two later the door to his bedroom opens and three of his

friends, CARL, LANIE and STEVE ("V") saunter in.

"V"

Where the f*** have you been?

Pete pulls himself up to a sitting position.

PETE:

Hey.

CARL:

You look like sh*t.

LANIE:

What happened?

PETE:

Just haven't been feelin' well.

"V"

You're not contagious are you?

PETE:

I don't think so.

"V"

Good... You up for a drive?

PETE:

Where to? Hey, Lanie, I heard you

were out of it for a while, too.

LANIE:

They found a cyst on my god damn

ovary. Had to cut it out. You wanna

see the scar?

Lanie pulls up her shirt and pulls down her pants a ways

revealing a fresh scar about three inches long.

CARL:

(winking)

Hadn't slowed her down none.

LANIE:

(smacking him)

Shut up, bone-head.

Then Lanie laughs good-naturedly.

"V"

Just goin' up'ta "Tops"... Maybe the

"Ten Pin".

PETE:

Sheila'll be at "Tops".

"V"

Sure, what's wrong with that?

PETE:

Okay.

Pete hauls himself up off the bed and throws on a black

leather jacket.

The four of them go through the living room where Bill and

Claire are drinking and watching TV.

PETE:

(to Bill and Claire)

Goin' out with these clowns for a

while.

BILL:

Do ya good.

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