Pulp Fiction Page #19
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 154 min
- 33,014 Views
Mia's head is JOLTED from the impact.
The syringe plunger is pushed down, PUMPING the adrenaline
out through the needle.
Mia's eyes POP WIDE OPEN and she lets out a HELLISH cry of
the banshee. She BOLTS UP in a sitting position, needle stuck
in her chest – SCREAMING.
Vincent, Lance and Jody, who were in sitting positions in
front of Mia, JUMP BACK, scared to death.
Mia's scream runs out. She slowly starts taking breaths of
air.
The other three, now scooted halfway across the room, shaken
to their bones, look to see if she's alright.
LANCE:
If you're okay, say something.
Mia, still breathing, not looking up at them, says in a
relatively normal voice.
MIA:
Something.
Vincent and Lance collapse on their backs, exhausted and
shaking from how close to death Mia came.
JODY:
Anybody want a beer?
CUT TO:
INT. VINCENT'S MALIBU (MOVING) – NIGHT
Vincent is behind the wheel driving Mia home. No one says
anything, both are still too shaken.
EXT. FRONT OF MARSELLUS WALLACE'S HOUSE – NIGHT
The Malibu pulls up to the front. Mia gets out without saying
a word (still in a daze) and begins walking down the walkway
toward her front door.
VINCENT (O.S.)
Mia!
She turns around.
Vincent's out of the car, standing on the walkway, a big
distance between the two.
VINCENT:
What are your thoughts on how to
handle this?
MIA:
What's yours?
VINCENT:
Well I'm of the opinion that Marsellus
can live his whole live and never
ever hear of this incident.
Mia smiles.
MIA:
Don't worry about it. If Marsellus
ever heard of this, I'd be in as
much trouble as you.
VINCENT:
MIA:
If you can keep a secret, so can I.
VINCENT:
Let's shake on it.
The two walk toward each other, holding out their hands to
shake and shake they do.
VINCENT:
Mum's the word.
Mia lets go of Vincent's hand and silently makes the see-no-
evil, hear-no-evil, and speak-no-evil sign with her hands.
Vincent smiles.
VINCENT:
If you'll excuse me, I gotta go home
and have a heart attack.
Mia giggles.
Vincent turns to leave.
MIA:
You still wanna hear my "FOX FORCE
FIVE" joke?
Vincent turns around.
VINCENT:
Sure, but I think I'm still a little
too petrified to laugh.
MIA:
Uh-huh. You won't laugh because it's
not funny. But if you still wanna
hear it, I'll tell it.
VINCENT:
I can't wait.
MIA:
Three tomatoes are walking down the
street, a poppa tomato, a momma
tomato, and a little baby tomato.
The baby tomato is lagging behind
the poppa and momma tomato. The poppa
tomato gets mad, goes over to the
momma tomato and stamps on him –
(stamps on the ground)
– and says:
catch up.They both smile, but neither laugh.
MIA:
See ya 'round, Vince.
Mia turns and walks inside her house.
CLOSEUP – VINCENT
After Mia walks inside. Vincent continues to look at where
she was. He brings his hands to his lips and blows her a
kiss. Then exits FRAME leaving it empty. WE HEAR his Malibu
FADE TO BLACK:
FADE UP On the cartoon "SPEED RACER." Speed is giving a
detailed description of all the features on his race car
"The Mac-5," which he does at the beginning of every episode.
OFF SCREEN we hear a WOMAN'S VOICE... .
WOMAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
Butch.
DISSOLVE TO:
BUTCH'S POV
We're in the living room of a modest two bedroom house in
Alhambra, California, in the year 1972. BUTCH'S MOTHER, 35ish,
stands in the doorway leading into the living room. Next to
her is a man dressed in the uniform of an American Air Force
officer. The CAMERA is the perspective of a five-year old
boy.
MOTHER:
Butch, stop watching TV a second. We
got a special visitor. Now do you
remember when I told you your daddy
dies in a P.O.W. camp?
BUTCH (O.S.)
Uh-huh.
MOTHER:
Well this here is Capt. Koons. He
was in the P.O.W. camp with Daddy.
CAPT. KOONS steps inside the room toward the little boy and
bends down on one knee to bring him even with the boy's
eyeline. When Koons speaks, he speaks with a slight Texas
accent.
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