Lost Highway Page #2
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- Year:
- 1997
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FRED:
Does it say anything on the tape?
RENEE:
(looking it over)
No, nothing.
Fred walks over and picks up the tape.
FRED:
Well, let's see what's on it.
Fred takes the tape to the VCR. He inserts it into the
machine, and turns it on. Fred goes toward the couch.
FRED (CON'T)
(to Renee)
Come on.
They sit on the couch in front of the television.
The TV monitor:
We begin on the TV, then the videotape fillsthe entire frame. The videotape shows the front of THE MADISON
HOUSE, the camera panning slowly over it. The picture is
accompanied by an eerie DRONING SOUND. After the camera pans
back to the front door, the tape image turns to snow.
Fred and Renee stare at the snow for a few moments. Renee
looks relieved.
RENEE:
It must be from a real estate agent.
FRED:
Maybe.
We see a WIDE SHOT encompassing Fred, Renee, and the snowy
image on the TV.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - DINING ROOM - DAY
Renee is seated at the dining room table - coffee cup and
grapefruit in front of her. She is wearing glasses, reading
a book. Fred enters, and sees Renee, who does not look up or
acknowledge him. Fred goes into the kitchen, which is just
off the dining room. He comes back into the dining room with
a cup of coffee, and sits down with it opposite Renee. He
lights up a cigarette, sips his coffee, and looks at her.
FRED:
Good book, huh?
RENEE:
(she looks up)
Huh?... oh, yeah, it is.
FRED:
Same one you were reading the other
night?
RENEE:
What night?
FRED:
When you didn't come to the club.
RENEE:
Oh. Oh, yeah. No. This is a different
one.
FRED:
I called, you know.
RENEE:
Called? When?
FRED:
From the club. You didn't answer.
RENEE:
I must have fallen asleep. I was
asleep when you got home, wasn't I?
FRED:
You were asleep when I got home,
yes.
Renee goes back to her book. Fred sips his coffee and smokes.
RENEE:
(without looking up)
I told you you could wake me up if
you wanted to.
Renee looks up at him now, takes off her glasses, and stares
at him.
CLOSE UP OF FRED'S FACE - a disturbed expression.
Renee seems about to say something more, but stops, puts her
glasses back on and resumes reading.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Fred is in bed waiting for Renee. He hears noises from the
bathroom - bottles clinking, drawers opening and closing.
Renee comes out wearing a robe, which she sheds just before
getting into bed. Naked under the covers, she switches out
her bedside lamp. The only light in the room comes from the
outside, through the windows. Fred moves closer to Renee,
puts his lips to her cheek, a hand on her breast. She does
not respond. Fred pulls Renee to him, and kisses her
passionately. Renee accedes to his demands, but does not
participate willingly. He makes love to her voraciously, but
her lack of passion disturbs him. Fred can't stop, however,
and when he comes she acts consolingly, stroking him
maternally while he calms down. He climbs off of her and
retreats to his side of the bed.
CLOSE UP ON FRED'S EYES - which express his horror and
humiliation.
They lie there in the dark silence for a while.
Fred turns back toward Renee in the darkness.
FRED:
I had a dream about you last night...
RENEE:
Yeah?
FRED:
You were in the house... calling my
name... but I couldn't find you.
CUT TO:
INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - NIGHT
FRED'S DREAM
Fred is walking slowly across the living room.
Fred's POV:
moving - searching.Fred stops and listens.
RENEE:
(tentatively - distant
and off screen)
Fred? Fred, where are you?
The camera turns slowly back toward the hallway, and as it
drifts it RISES UP following along the hall and turning slowly
into the bedroom. Renee is lying below in the bed.
FRED (V.O.)
Then there you were... lying in bed...
but it wasn't you... It looked like
you... but it wasn't.
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