Nurse Betty Page #4
He throws the phone onto the cradle, then bangs on a window
to get Joyce's attention as she fires up a smoke.
DEL (CONT'D)
(through the pane)
Sh*t! Joyce, open the damn gate, will
you?!
As Del zips up his pants Joyce trudges across the lot to
bring in the "Closed For Lunch" sign and open the gate. Del
silently studies the much nicer car lot next door for a
moment. He takes in the banners, the signs, etc.
DEL (cont'd)
... that's what we need, some goddamn
flags.
11.
9 INT. OFFICE/TRAILER - LATER 9
Betty enters the office. Joyce is on the phone. She looks
up, irritated, and says something under her breath to the
caller.
JOYCE:
Uhh, no, we haven't picked a date yet...
well, once he dumps her we will.
(to Betty)
He's out pricing banners... I don't
expect him back.
BETTY:
"Banners?"
JOYCE:
You know, flags and sh*t... he said "for
a livelier look" or something.
Betty nods and swaps her car keys for a set Joyce gives her.
JOYCE (cont'd)
'S too bad about the LeSabres... they're
a really sweet ride.
As Joyce prattles on, Betty notices the Buick LeSabre keys on
a rack behind her. She sidles around Joyce, deftly removes a
set from the hook and drops them in her purse. She smiles
and starts to wave goodbye as Joyce puts her call on hold.
JOYCE (cont'd)
Need something else?
BETTY:
No, I was just... How you doing?
JOYCE:
Great. Good. Content...
BETTY:
Oh. How come?
JOYCE:
I dunno. Job satisfaction, I guess...
(BEAT)
How's things at the Tip Top?
BETTY:
They're fine... you miss it?
JOYCE:
You must be joking.
12.
BETTY:
Hmm.
(BEAT)
So, Del get that car he sold you up and
running yet?
JOYCE:
Oh, yeah, he's got things up and running,
alright...
BETTY:
'Kay, good. Bye, then...
JOYCE:
Uh-huh.
(back to phone)
Anyway, I'm thinking Easter, 'cause I
just f***ing love pastels.
She whispers, then laughs loudly as Betty leaves.
10 EXT. SIZEMORE MOTORS - DAY 10
The cardboard doctor is standing next to Betty's Olds. She
thinks about leaving him, but picks him up and tosses him
into a blue Corsica. He lands with his face against the
passenger window.
She stands for a moment by the Corsica, dangling the LeSabre
keys before her eyes. Suddenly, she jumps inside the
Chevrolet and slams the door.
11 EXT. SIZEMORE MOTORS/TRAILER PARK - DAY 11
The blue Corsica leaves the parking lot and pulls onto the
street. The car makes an abrupt turn into a trailer park
directly behind the car lot and glides to a halt behind a row
of battered airstreams.
Betty gets outs of the Chevy and looks back: the handsome
face of Doctor David Ravell is staring at her from the car.
BETTY:
Oh, Christ, what am I gonna do with you?
She goes back to pick him up, then starts off.
12 EXT. TRAILER PARK - SAME TIME 12
A row of cheap trailers on both sides of a crumbling
driveway. Betty appears with her cardboard man tucked under
one arm and then disappears behind a pickup truck.
13.
13 EXT. SIZEMORE MOTORS - SAME TIME 13
She tosses the cardboard "David" over a concrete slab wall,
climbs over herself and walks straight to the LeSabres. Her
key opens the last one - maroon. She puts the doctor on the
passenger seat, gets in the car and inhales the new car
smell.
Joyce can be seen inside the trailer, still talking on the
phone. She misses the whole scene as she works on her nails.
BETTY:
We deserve this.
14 INT. LESABRE - DRIVING - DAY 14
Betty has the car at 75 m.p.h., on the rural Kansas roads,
wheat fields for miles on both sides of her. The RADIO is
blasting Bonnie Raitt and she's singing along.
She sees her speed and punches the accelerator ... 80 m.p.h.
... 85 ... 90 m.p.h. She turns the radio up louder.
When she approaches a sign saying "You are leaving Kansas"
Betty suddenly becomes self-conscious. She eases up on the
gas ... slows down ... does a U-turn and heads back toward
Fair Oaks. She glances wistfully in her rear view mirror at
the billboard that quickly fades into the distance.
15 EXT. BETTY'S NEIGHBORHOOD - LATER 15
Betty enters a modest residential neighborhood and pulls into
a driveway. She parks in a detached garage and looks over at
the cardboard David. There's no way he's going in the house.
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