Nurse Betty Page #8

24.

CHARLIE:

Hmmmm. "Five Stars," huh?

(BEAT)

Is that stupid, Wesley?

WESLEY:

No, that's ignorant. They just don't

know any better.

CHARLIE:

That's what I thought.

(to Del)

You better give me another example.

DEL:

This is bullshit, can we get down to

business here, please?

Off a look from Charlie, Wesley produces a pistol and gently

nudges the barrel into Del's ear.

DEL (CONT'D)

Jesus Christ!

WESLEY:

He's waiting...

DEL:

Okay, uh... the, umm, Injuns're stupid.

WESLEY:

"Injuns?"

CHARLIE:

You did not just say "Injuns," Del.

DEL:

The Indians, Injuns, whatever. They're

always drunk and doing stupid things.

CHARLIE:

Like what?

DEL:

Driving their cars into trees... puking

on the sidewalk... stupid sh*t!

CHARLIE:

Let's see... around here that would be

Kiowa, Kickapoo or Osage, if I'm not

mistaken.

DEL:

I... I don't know...

25.

CHARLIE:

Well, my idea of stupid is very different

from yours.

(BEAT)

So here's how this is gonna work. Would

you take your socks off, please?

DEL:

My socks?

WESLEY:

You heard the man.

Del slowly takes his shoes and socks off. He's sweating,

trembling.

CHARLIE:

I'm gonna talk to you and when I'm

finished, you can answer. But I don't

like being interrupted. Now roll them

into a ball...

Del does it.

DEL:

Oh, Jesus, please... Please, God.

CHARLIE:

... and put them in your mouth.

At a sharp look from Charlie, Del obediently stuffs the socks

into his mouth and starts to cry. Wesley produces a roll of

duct tape and fastens Del's hands to the back of his chair.

26 INT. BETTY'S HOUSE - DEN - NIGHT 26

Betty is glued to the TV, oblivious to the men. Chloe and

David are still talking in his car. She continues to cry.

DAVID:

(V.O.)

You're wonderful, Chloe, you are... But I

just know there's something special out

there for me.

27 INT. BETTY'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT 27

CHARLIE:

Now I'm gonna tell you what stupid is.

Stupid is taking something that doesn't

belong to you. Right Wesley?

26.

WESLEY:

That's right.

CHARLIE:

Stupid is trying to sell it to other

people who are, by their very nature,

untrustworthy.

WESLEY:

That is so right.

CHARLIE:

Stupid is calling people in Kansas City

who are affiliated with the rightful

owners of the thing you stole, and trying

to sell it to them. Right Wesley?

WESLEY:

Now, that's really stupid.

CHARLIE:

So you see, we have totally different

ideas of what's stupid and what's not.

Don't we?

Del nods; crying, sweating.

CHARLIE (cont'd)

Good. Now we're getting somewhere. You

agree that you were stupid?

Del nods again. Wesley collects Charlie's glass and mixes

him another drink. He gets a beer for himself and stands

behind Del. Charlie sips his drink slowly, savoring it.

CHARLIE (cont'd)

You know, a hundred and fifty years ago

you'd have been scalped for that remark

about Native Americans. Right here where

your house is - you'd have been scalped.

WESLEY:

Hell of a way to die.

CHARLIE:

It wasn't always fatal, Wesley. We could

scalp Del right now, and he'd be plenty

alive to tell us how it feels.

Del's eyes get huge.

CHARLIE (CONT'D)

It's pretty simple, too.

(BEAT)

27.

First you take a knife and just draw a

mark right across the hairline.

Wesley produces a long knife and traces a line across the

very top of Del's forehead. Trickles of blood wind their way

down his brow. Del is MOANING and PANTING through his socks.

CHARLIE (cont'd)

Hold still, Del, we're just talking

here...

(pointing to a spot)

Then you grab a big handful of hair and

pull as you cut. It's amazing how easily

the scalp comes off.

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