Nadine Page #2

that's all.

What kind of

little errand?

Well, a couple of weeks ago,

Vera asked me to pick up

this stuff

that she keeps in

a storeroom on

6th Street

and I just keep forgettin'

and if it ain't there by

tomorrow mornin',

she's gonna

have a real sh*t fit.

And,

well, you know what

a 'fraidy cat I am

of the dark.

Nadine, it's me, Vernon.

Remember?

Your almost ex-husband?

Now I know how you are,

especially when you get

your mind set on somethin'.

I know you're not

gonna give up on

that Buick

out of the goodness

of your heart.

Vernon, be honest with me.

Are you

ever really and truly

gonna give me that Buick?

Hell, no!

Then what am I losin'?

(DOOR BANGING)

Sug, I'm pretty sure that

I got her convinced to

sign that paper.

(EXCLAIMS)

The thing is, though...

Mmm.

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, sug...

Oh.

The problem is that she's

got some kind of deal

goin' here.

I'm gonna

have to help her

straighten it out.

So, uh, I want you

to take the pickup,

go on back over to your place

and I'll call you later,

all right?

Vernon, just think.

As soon as she signs those

papers, we can get married.

Yeah. Mmm.

(HORN BLARING)

Honey, go on now.

Vernon's gotta go.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Nightie-night.

(PICKUP TRUCK SQUEAKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

VERNON:
Hey!

Goddamn it, woman.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Are you tryin'

to get me killed?

(CAR RATTLING)

When was the last time

you cleaned the sparks

in this thing?

You know me, Vernon.

Live and let live.

They don't bother me.

I don't bother them.

Hey, slow down.

Huh?

Slow down.

NADINE:
What?

VERNON:
Look at that.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

What's that son of a b*tch

doin' in there?

(CHUCKLING)

Givin' away free beer?

How's the

old Blue Bonnet

gettin' along anyway?

Fine. It's doin' just fine.

I heard you was

about to go bust.

Well, you heard wrong.

The Blue Bonnet's just

about to turn the corner.

It's just gonna

take a little longer

than I expected, that's all.

You mean, that jukebox

you bought with my money

just ain't doin' the

trick for you, is it?

I told you before,

that was a loan.

I'll pay you back.

I've got big plans

for the Blue Bonnet.

By the time I'm through,

it's gonna be

the showplace of Austin.

The first thing

I'm gonna do is

get me a new sign.

Mmm-hmm.

Then I'm gonna get

the dance floor fixed up.

I'm goin' to

get me a name band.

I'm not talkin' about one

of these low rent bands.

I'm talkin' big time.

The Blue Bonnet Lounge

ain't never gonna

be anything.

First of all, it's in the

worst location in all

of Austin.

I must have told you

I don't know how

many times...

I know

what you told me!

But you was wrong.

Then I must

have told you...

You was wrong! I don't

want to talk about it

anymore.

But, I...

Period!

Fine.

We'll talk about

something else.

Fine.

Okay.

Ain't she a little

on the cheap side

for you?

Who?

Miss Low Rent Lust back there.

Renee? Are you kiddin'?

She's got a good job

with the Lone Star

Beer Company.

She don't look

that smart to me.

Well, she's smart enough to

work in Accounts Receivable.

I don't know, Vernon.

She looks

a little on the chubby

side to be Pecan Queen.

Well, at least she doesn't

spend all her time findin'

fault with me.

Here we are.

(SIGHS)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

VERNON:
Why are we

goin' in the back door?

It's a lot quicker

this way.

I can't believe this.

I left the keys

at the beauty shop.

I guess we're just gonna

have to go back and get 'em.

What? We came

all the way out here

and you don't even

have the keys with you?

If you hadn't

been so obnoxious,

I might've remembered.

Now, come on, let's go.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

I'm not ruinin' mine and

Renee's evenin'

because you ain't

completely put together.

Now, did you bring

a nail file?

Vernon, I don't have

the time to stand here

and play games with you.

It's gonna take

half the night

as it is.

Now, come on, let's go.

You forgot the night

we was in Tulsa,

we had

locked ourselves

out of the motel room.

Remember, I did that

little trick with the lock?

Ooh, Vernon,

aren't you the smart one?

(LOCK CLICKING)

There's no need to do that.

You know, Nadine, I'm way

ahead of you on this deal.

You always have been,

Vernon.

There ain't

no beauty supplies

in here, is there?

NADINE:
Not exactly.

And this place don't

belong to Vera, does it?

Uh-uh.

You know

what kind of trouble

that we can get in...

Shh!

(WHISPERING) You wanna wake up

everybody between here and

El Paso?

Do you

have the least idea

what could happen to us

if the owner walked in

and found us like this? Hmm?

I'm talkin'

breakin' and enterin'.

I'm talking three

to seven in Huntsville.

Not to mention

me losin' my

liquor license.

Don't worry. That ain't

gonna happen. I swear.

You want to explain

why you're so sure?

Well, if you have to know,

he's dead.

Dead?

You mean, dead dead?

Hey!

Hold on.

I don't know

what's goin' on here,

but I'm not gettin' mixed up.

VERNON:
Nadine,

we're gettin' out of here

right now and that's an order.

You comin'?

(FOOTSTEPS POUNDING)

Well, I'll visit you

in the jailhouse.

Adios.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

You know

what'd go down

real good right now?

A nice cold

bottle of beer.

You plannin' on us drivin' up

to a 7-Eleven in a police car

and askin'

the cashier

for a six-pack?

It just so happens

I hid a couple of

Lone Stars

up there in that

stiff's icebox.

You hold down the fort.

I'll be right back.

Hell, Cecil,

you're not as dumb

as the Captain said.

Nadine? I mean it now.

This is your last chance.

(PAPERS RUSTLING)

Forgive me.

(VERNON MUTTERING)

That woman is

dumb as a post.

I swear,

if she thinks

I'm goin' to prison

on account of some

dimwit idea of hers,

she's got

another thing comin'.

(CECIL WHISTLING)

VERNON:
...being around,

get her out of trouble,

there's no tellin'.

(DOORKNOB CLICKING)

Of course.

Nadine?

(SIGHS)

Damn it all,

will you let me in?

Nadine?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Nadine, I mean it now.

I know you're in there.

I can hear you movin' around.

She don't

have the sense

that God gave a goose.

(SIGHS)

VERNON:
Wait a minute.

We break into the place

in the middle of the night.

The poor son of a b*tch

who owns it turns out

to be dead.

For all I know,

she probably

killed him herself.

Lord knows,

she's mean enough.

Officer,

am I glad to see you.

There's a very

suspicious-looking character

running around out there.

I was just on my way back in

to tell my wife to call

the police,

and I must have gone

into the wrong place

by mistake.

Honey, don't do that.

NADINE:
Run for it.

Now why did you have to

do something like that?

I was doin' just...

(GUN FIRING)

(SCREAMS)

Give me the keys!

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(NADINE SCREAMING)

Step on it, Vernon.

Step on it!

Watch out.

You picked a hell

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