Lost Highway Page #24

"V"

You okay, man?

PETE:

What?

"V"

You okay?... What's wrong?

Pete looks up at "V". He doesn't seem to recognize him -

"V's" head is a featureless blur. Pete shakes his head trying

to drive out the pain.

He looks over again for Sheila. He sees her there dancing

with her girlfriend.

"V"

Pete... You okay?

PETE:

Yeah.

Pete stands back up against the post - turns to "V" -

recognizing him.

PETE:

I'm, okay... You okay?

"V"

Sure, I'm okay.

Some drunk GUYS move over to Sheila and her girlfriend. They

cut in on the girls. The guy with Sheila puts his hand around

her waist and pulls her against her will into a grind. She

tries to push him away, but he holds on tighter - laughing

with his buddy.

"V" and Carl look at Pete as he pushes off the post. Pete

crosses quickly to the man dancing with Sheila. He slams his

fist into the man's nose - almost snapping the man's neck in

the process. The man goes down bleeding.

Pete attacks the other man who is turning toward him ready

for a fight. He hits the man in the gut - the man's head

goes down and Pete brings his knee up cracking the man's

face. The man's torso flies up with Pete's knee - then

continues on as the man falls to the floor. Pete picks him

up, ready to hit him again, but the crowd pulls him off.

Pete stands and turns - pulsating with anger. Sheila is there

beside him.

SHEILA:

Where'd you come from?

PETE:

I've been here. You were lookin,

right at me.

SHEILA:

I was?

PETE:

Yeah.

Sheila sinks into his arms.

SHEILA:

I didn't know you cared.

PETE:

Come on.

Pete takes her to the Harley and they blast off.

CUT TO:

INT. ARTHUR'S HIDEAWAY MOTEL - THE ROOM - NIGHT

Pete is making desperate love to Sheila in the same room -

the same bed, as with Alice.

SHEILA:

(whispered pain)

Pete... Pete...

Pete keeps on - harder - obsessed. When he comes, he crashes

down on Sheila, who wraps her arms around him tight. She

doesn't know what is going on with him. Her eyes are open

wide as she listens to his frantic breathing.

She doesn't know what to say - or what questions to ask.

CUT TO:

EXT. ARTHUR'S HIDEAWAY MOTEL - NIGHT

Ed and Al are staring silently at the motel and the Harley

parked out in front.

AL:

What a f***in' job.

ED:

His or ours?

AL:

Ours, Ed.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. DAYTON HOUSE - NIGHT

Pete enters through the front door. His parents are sitting

as if they have been waiting for him.

PETE:

Hey.

BILL:

Sit down a minute.

PETE:

What's up?

BILL:

Sit down.

Pete sits in a chair opposite Bill and Claire.

BILL:

You don't look so good.

PETE:

I gotta headache... What's goin' on?

BILL:

The police called us.

PETE:

Yeah? what did they want?

BILL:

They wanted to know if we'd had a

chance to find out what happened to

you the other night. They wanted to

know if you remembered anything.

PETE:

But I don't remember anything. What

did you tell 'em?

CLAIRE:

(whispers)

We saw you that night, Pete.

BILL:

You came home. Your friend Sheila

brought you here.

PETE:

Sheila?

BILL:

Yes, there was a man with you... She

brought you here... She didn't know

what else to do.

PETE:

What is this? Why didn't you tell

me? What?... I don't remember any of

this.

CLAIRE:

We know that.

PETE:

Who was the man?

BILL:

Never saw him before in my life.

PETE:

Did you tell the police this?

BILL:

We're not saying anything about that

night to the police. We should all

forget that night.

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