Natural Born Killers Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 118 min
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18.
CONTINUED:
MICKEY:
Yeah, it's pretty hard to beat the
king.
WAYNE:
We've been waiting to do a follow
up episode on you for a long time.
And that time has definitely come.
(pause)
I feel it's apparent to anyone
who's hip to what's going on that
the prison board has thrown the
constitution straight out the
f***in' window. You and Mallory
may be killers, but you're not
insane. You belong in a prison,
not an asylum. The prison board
is blatantly railroading you into
a hospital for the sole purpose of
turning you into vegetables. Now
some people are saying, 'so what?'
I am not one of those people. If
we avert our eyes while they do
this to you, we give them
permission to do it again whenever
they see fit. Today they wipe
clean your mind because they feel
your actions are dangerous,
tomorrow they wipe clean my mind
because they feel what I say is
dangerous. where does it all
stop?
No response from Mickey.
WAYNE:
My problem, Mickey, is that you
don't exactly inspire empathy.
I'm all alone on this. I need
your help. I want what the
prison board is doing to be the
focus of our follow up episode.
Now I have interviews with
chairman of the prison board
Dewight McClusky about this issue.
And I'm tellin' ya, Mickey, he
looks bad. The two psychologists
they used for their psychiatric
kangaroo court won't talk to us,
(MORE)
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19.
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WAYNE (CONT'D)
I have an interview with both the
judge of your trial, Bert Steinsma,
and the psychologist and author,
Emil Reinghold, both of which
discount the notion that you're
insane. You put that all together,
and what the state is doing
becomes obvious. But the network
isn't satisfied. They feel the
show needs another element. It
needs you. In order to put the
show on the air, I need to get an
interview with you. You haven't
talked to the press since your
trial. Now, a few days before you
get transferred to an asylum, you
grant an interview on television
with Wayne Gayle. We're talkin' a
media event here. Every son of a
b*tch out there with a TV set's
gonna tune in to see that. We'll
make their motives so blatant,
we'll shame 'em into dropping the
whole thing. At least for a
little while, the publicity would
keep them from just giving you and
Mallory lobotomies. Well, whatta
ya say?
MICKEY:
Have you talked to Mallory about
this?
WAYNE:
She won't even see me, Mickey.
Now you're not supposed to know
anything about what's going on
with her, but I'm gonna tell ya
somethin'. Since you two've been
sentenced, Mallory hasn't spoken
one word.
MICKEY:
She doesn't talk?
WAYNE:
Not to anybody. She sings.
MICKEY:
She sings? What does she sing?
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20.
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WAYNE:
Songs. 'He's A Rebel,' 'Leader
Of The Pack,' 'Town Without Pity,'
that Dusty Springfield song 'I
Only Want To Be With You.' That's
what I hear anyway. Her behavior
was the main thing the doctors'
report used against you. So even
if she would see me, which she
won't, I couldn't put her on
camera anyway. If I ask her,
'Mallory, are you insane?' And
she starts singing 'Dead Skunk In
The Middle Of The Road,' that
blows our whole case.
Mickey cracks a smile.
The guards come over to take him away.
DEPUTY SHERIFF (O.S.)
Time, motherf***er!
They grab Mickey, and jerk him from the chair. Wayne
stands.
WAYNE:
Wait a minute, Mickey, I need an
answer.
Mickey doesn't respond. He just leaves with the guards.
WAYNE:
(yells after him)
Just think about it. But don't
think too long.
INT. MICKEY'S CELL -DAY
MED. CLOSEUP of Mickey curled up by his bed, writing
Mallory a letter.
MICKEY (V.O.)
Dearest Mallory. My cell is so
cold. At night I get the chills.
I pretend you're lying next to me,
holding me from behind with your
leg draped over mine and your arms
wrapped tightly around me. I lie
in my cell...
DISSOLVE TO:
21.
MICKEY (V.O.)
... and imagine kissing you. Not
making love, just kissing for
hours and hours on end. I
remember everything about our
time. I remember every joke you
ever told.
CLOSE ON LETTER:
being written.
MICKEY (V.O.)
I remember every secret you ever
shared. Shared or revealed? I
think shared is proper. I remember
every single time you laughed.
EXTREME CLOSEUP -MICKEY
mouthing the words as he writes. We can hear MALLORY'S
LAUGH --a distant haunting ECHO.
MICKEY:
I remember every meal we ever ate.
I remember your cooking. I
especially remember your
casseroles. I remember watching
David Letterman.
We hear the ECHO of TELEVISION LAUGHTER.
MICKEY:
I remember driving fast... faster,
man, fast behind the wheel of the
Coupe de Ville.
The sound of the COUPE DE VILLE SWELLS until we...
CUT TO:
FLASHBACK -EXT. COUPE DE VILLE -NIGHT
CAMERA SITS ON the hood LOOKING DOWN AT Mickey and
Mallory, driving fast --SLOW MOTION. A hurricane of
wind whips through their hair. Mallory laughs wildly
as she wraps her arms around Mickey and kisses.
(CONTINUED)
22.
CONTINUED:
MICKEY (V.O.)
You, baby, by my side. Your bare
feet up on the dash, singing along
with the radio, 'Needles And Pins,'
'He's A Rebel,' 'You're My World,'
'Ring Of Fire,' 'Love Grows Where
My Rosemary Goes,' 'Groove Me.'...
DISSOLVE TO:
Coupe de Ville parked on the road side. Mickey is in the
driver's seat with his feet on the dash watching Mallory
dance on the hood of the car.
MICKEY (V.O.)
And your dancing, my God, your
dancing. I lie on my bed and go
over every day, every minute of
our happiness. Every day take a
day of our time and go through
it hour by hour. I don't jump
ahead either. I take it as it
comes, and I live that day again.
That way when I get to our first
kiss...
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. BEDROOM -NIGHT
The SCREEN erupts with fire. Mickey and Mallory's faces
appear in the flame kissing passionately.
MICKEY (V.O.)
The killing of your parents, our
wedding... They're not just
memories. I feel that joy again...
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. MALLORY'S CELL -DAY (PRESENT)
Not knowing where we are, CAMERA MOVES ACROSS a wall
INTO a CLOSEUP of Mallory.
(CONTINUED)
23.
CONTINUED:
MICKEY (V.O.)
I experience a chunk of the
emotion I felt then. And I am no
longer in prison. We're together
again. And when my head hurts and
I can remember no longer, I write
you letters and send them
telepathically to your heart.
When the letter is finished, Mallory gets off her bunk
and goes to the middle of the cell. She starts moving
her body to music only she can hear, she begins to sing
the song "Groove Me" in a slow a capella, using the cell
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