The Doors Page #7

EXT. DESERT - DAY

A dented RED CHEVROLET fishtails on a dry mudflat, whipping

up dustdevils.

They're all LAUGHING (strange noise) -- in a circle somewhere

on the edge of a precipice in deep arroyos and magnificent

rocks and cacti...

A football huddle of faces - RAY, JOHN, ROBBIE, JIM -- the

four DOORS... laughing with the first mad impulse of the

peyote.

PAM is vomiting her brains out as DOROTHY tries to comfort

her on the edge of a cliff... Jim panthers up the dune.

JIM:

Everybody having a good time?

They hug. She throws up again.

JIM:

...awright, pretty good, it gets

better.

Jim holds his head. Feels the ride.

JIM:

WOA!! It's fast.

JUMP CUTS:
Jim and Pam are touching each other. Face. Shadows.

Sand falls from Pam's hand. Jim turns to hawk at a bird.

"Hawk! Hawk!" Then Pam is dancing alone on the dune.

Abruptly Jim is back in the circle with the Doors in a sense

torn between them and Pam. EXTREME CLOSEUPS of their faces,

their eyes, the tensions of the trip tearing apart their

teeth as they go from the laughing to the dangerous part.

JIM:

When the serpent appears, his head

is ten feet long and five feet wide.

He has one red eye and one green

eye. He's deadly and he's seven miles

long. As he moves -- on his scales

is written all the history of the

world, all people, all actions, all

of us our little pictures on the

scales, God it's big! -- and it's

eating as it moves all the time,

devouring, digesting consciousness,

power, a monster of energy!

John shutters -- as does Robbie and Ray. Jim seems possessed.

JIM:

We must kiss the snake on the tongue,

if it senses our fear, it will eat

us instantly. But if we kiss it

without fear, the snake will take us

through the garden and out the gate.

To our freedom -we must ride this

snake. To the end of time.

Pause. He has instilled a flux of fear in the group.

JOHN:

I think I'm f***ed up. I'm not

thinking right.

JIM:

You're f***ed up John. Go with it,

confusion is the sound of creation.

JOHN:

You should see your eyes right now,

you're death. Look at your eyes --

you're crazy man, you look crazy.

You scare me.

JIM:

No no no John John. God is crazy

too. God is part insane as well as

sane. Not in control all the time.

Dionysus was the God of the wine. He

made ecstasy but he also made madness.

Madness is all right. That's what

you want, isn't it, isn't it? Where's

that joint?

ROBBIE:

(crying)

I get scared thinking of all the

choices inside. I could go. I could

stay. I can live anywhere. I could

die now if I wanted. It's limitless

choice... and no one cares.

JIM:

Die Robbie.

JOHN:

What the f***!

PAM:

(wandering in)

I don't know what I am. I'm on the

cusp of Sagittarius and Capricorn.

Sagittarius is wild and Capricorn

domestic and safe, so I don't know

which one to be.

Jim looking at her, smiles.

JIM:

I love you.

DOROTHY:

(into the same lens)

Oh my God, the light, it's so

beautiful Ray. Can you see it...

it's all one... honey?

Ray has his head buried in his hands.

RAY:

I'm in pain man. I want something

from the peyote. I feel the universe

functioning perfectly but I'm still

perfectly locked inside myself.

Instead of Oneness, I feel total

Isolation. Aloneness. Fear... Pain...

Jim, all I feel is pain.

JIM:

Pain makes me feel more alive Ray.

Pain is meant to wake us up. People

try to hide their pain but they're

wrong.

JOHN:

I feel Lust. I want to f*** everything

I can, and I know it will never be

enough.

JIM:

(whispers)

Pam wants you.

(normal)

You're a good Catholic John, you

want it so you can feel guilty about

it... F*** death away John.

ROBBIE:

I feel Fear... so bad I just numb

out all my feelings. I'm afraid of

my father, I'm afraid of Yahweh... I

wish I could play my guitar.

JIM:

Maybe you should kill your father

Robbie. He tried to kill you. Kill

him!

ROBBIE:

I'm so f***ing scared.

JIM:

But you're Alive! It's beautiful!

Fear, pain, lust, we've got to know

all our feelings before we can come

out the other side free men. Don't

feel ashamed of yourselves, don't

let society destroy your reality.

Our freedom's the only thing worth

dying for, it's the only thing worth

living for!

He takes Ray and Robbie's hands, his voice calming them,

reform the circle. John hesitant. Not all will enter the

gates at evening.

JOHN:

(cold sweats)

I'm not gonna make it man. I'm scared

Jim, I'm still scared. Blindness is

coming on.

JIM:

Then use us John, use our strength,

it's us four now, a tribe of warriors,

everything we have comes from the

same source, the great Creator of

Being. Trust him, trust us. Ride the

snake. . . I promise you I will be

with you till the end of time.

Pulling John into the circle, bonding, their four heads sunk

to the desert floor, Jim making wild Indian sounds, deep-

throated "shoooh... shoooh"... now humming a song from the

desert.

JIM:

My wild love went riding... mmmmmm.

She rode all the day. She ride to

the devil. And ask for him to pay...

shooo shoooo

The OTHERS join in his chant, the four rising and falling

like a collective breath.

JIM:

(ad lib)

...she went to the desert she went

to the sea Joseph we did see...

Suddenly Jim breaks and rises out of the circle. Ray, Robbie,

John, all looking at him. The same need. Pamela, the

desperation of her eyes.

JIM:

(to himself)

...I'm lying to you. I am scared.

He goes, his boots in the sand.

JOHN:

Jim, where are you going.

JIM:

(looking back)

I'll be back. I gotta go alone.

Pamela calling from another dune, far away.

PAM:

Jim! Jim... come here, dance... don't

go away.

His POV -- of her, receding. She screams for him. He's in

pain. Cannot help her.

A BIRD of prey in the sky.

Jim moving across a lunar landscape. SPECIAL EFFECT: The sun

is black like night or else white in a black sky. Voices in

the distance. "Jim, where are you going?" A mother's voice,

a father's voice.

DOORS SONG:

Can you picture what will be

So limitless and free

Desperately in need of some stranger's hand in a desperate

land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain and all the children are

insane:
waiting for the summer rain

FLASHBACKS:

INT. CAR - MOVING - DESERT

JIM, 4, in the back of a car in the desert -- looking back...

At the overturned truck, the bodies in the road... at the

older Indian looking at him... finally at the dying Indian...

his eyes.

INT. MORRISON HOME - DAY

Somewhere. The child alone. On the living room floor. Drawing

his sketches in a book. MOM's feet moving past -- then DAD'S

feet. We may sense a subtle shift in mood when the parents

come in -- from the boy's eyes which never leave the sketch

he is drawing.

EXT. DESERT - DAY

An OLD WOMAN is beckoning to him from an opening in the face

of the mountain... then she's gone.

JIM bounds towards the crevice.

INT. ROCK PALACE - DAY

He is in an isolated cathedral of rocks. The CRONE, muttering,

leaving through another crevice. Suddenly a MOUNTAIN LION is

visible, stretched hugely across a rock. It growls

ferociously, upset, and suddenly shoots out the back of the

cave. Silence.

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