Starman Page #16

STAR MAN:

No.

JENNY:

Oh God! You're going to get us both

killed. Okay... in your pocket...

She shoves her hand into the pocket of her slacks showing

him what to do.

JENNY:

In your pocket... pocket...

Jenny eases in next to the pumps and stops. The Attendant is

already coming around the front of the car.

JENNY:

In your pocket, please...

STAR MAN:

(draws his fingers

over his lips)

You. Mouth closed.

JENNY:

Okay.

The STAR MAN stuffs the gun into the left pocket of his baggy

cords just as the Attendant arrives at the driver's door.

ATTENDANT:

Morning, folks. Fill her up?

The STAR MAN looks at Jenny for help. She sweeps her fingers

across her mouth to indicate her lips are sealed. The STAR

MAN peeks around her at the Attendant.

STAR MAN:

(overly loud)

...Gas...

ATTENDANT:

You got it.

He leaves the window. The STAR MAN watches him until the

nozzle is in the Mustang, then pleased with himself, turns

to Jenny and lifts his face into a 'smile.'

JENNY:

I'm going to the ladies' room. You

stay here.

EXT. GAS STATION - AFTERNOON

Jenny gets out of the car. When she straightens up, she finds

the STAR MAN staring at her over the roof. She slams the

door and strides rapidly in the direction of the ladies'

room. Stuffing the green pouch in his pocket, the STAR MAN

trots after her.

JENNY:

(wheels on him as he

catches up)

Go back to the car.

The STAR MAN looks at her but doesn't move. Jenny snarls in

frustration, then with the STAR MAN on her heels, stalks to

the ladies' room and throws open the door.

INT. LADIES' ROOM - AFTERNOON

The STAR MAN follows Jenny inside.

JENNY:

See. It's a bathroom. I'm not trying

to escape. I just have to go to the

bathroom.

He checks out the stall.

JENNY:

Satisfied? Now get out. Out.

STAR MAN:

No.

Furious, Jenny steps around him and opens the door. She points

to the sign on it.

JENNY:

Women... me.

She continues out. The STAR MAN goes after her.

EXT. RESTROOMS - AFTERNOON

Jenny points to the sign on the next door.

JENNY:

Men. You go in here.

She cracks the door for him.

JENNY:

Come on.

He takes the door from her and pushes it open for a look

inside. Jenny ducks into the ladies' room. He is confused

for a moment then takes a long look at the men's room. It

means nothing to him. He backs out and tries the ladies'

room. It is locked. Not knowing what to do, the STAR MAN

stands uncomfortably in front of the door, then like a child

waiting for his mother, he sits on the curb. He watches the

Attendant lift the Mustang's hood and reach in for the

dipstick. The numbers on the pumps turn over, adding up the

gallons and the cost of the gas.

Everything is peaceful and quiet within the circle of light

cast by the gas station. The STAR MAN pulls the camera disc

out of his pocket and points it at the pumps. The cone of

light flashes out and pulls back its three-dimensional image.

The Attendant turns around and waves genially at the STAR

MAN, who waves back a perfect imitation of the gesture.

The SHARP RUMBLE of a SOUPED-UP HONDA MOTORCYCLE coming up

the off-ramp shatters the mood and the STAR MAN gets to his

feet.

He is startled by the image of the RIDER. In a one piece

driving skin and helmet he looks amazingly like a space

traveller. The STAR MAN steps cautiously forward for a better

look and mutters something to himself in his language. The

rider stops his bike at the second row of pumps and swings

himself stiffly out of the seat.

RIDER:

Do I need a key for the head?

ATTENDANT:

It's open.

Without taking off his helmet, the Rider sets out for the

men's room.

RIDER:

(over his shoulder)

Fill it up.

ATTENDANT:

You got it.

The rider's approach frightens the STAR MAN. He backs up to

the ladies' room door and knocks. There is no answer. He

tries the knob. With the other hand he inches the gun slightly

out of his pocket.

INT. LADIES' ROOM - AFTERNOON

Jenny is bent over the sink dabbing nail polish around the

corners of a paper towel. Her head snaps around to look at

the doorknob. It holds.

JENNY:

Just a minute.

EXT. RESTROOMS - AFTERNOON

The STAR MAN tenses and forces a smile as the Rider passes

in front of him. A VOICE comes from behind the faceplate.

RIDER:

Howdy... can't get her out.

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