Thelma and Louise Page #12

LOUISE:

I'm sorry. I am happy. I'm very

happy for you. I'm glad you had a

good time. It's about time. Where

is he now?

THELMA:

Taking a shower.

LOUISE:

You left that guy alone in the room?

Louise is getting a bad feeling. She is already standing up

putting money on the table.

LOUISE:

Where's the money, Thelma?

Thelma has forgotten all about the money.

THELMA:

Ummm... it's on the table. It's

okay.

They are both leaving the restaurant now. As they hit the

door they both break into a full run.

THELMA:

I don't remember.

EXT. MOTEL PARKING LOT - DAY

They run across the parking lot around the back to the room.

The door is ajar and no one is in the room. Louise goes in

and Thelma stays outside the door.

THELMA:

Goddamnit! I've never been lucky!

Not one time!

Louise comes back outside. She doesn't say anything. She

is stoic, fighting tears.

THELMA:

Sh*t. That little sonofabitch burgled

me. I don't believe it.

Louise sits down on the sidewalk in front of the room. Thelma

comes and sits beside her. Neither one says anything for a

moment.

THELMA:

Louise? Are you okay?

Louise shakes her head no.

THELMA:

Louise... It's okay. Louise? I'm

sorry. I mean it.

Louise has seen the end of the tunnel and there is no light.

LOUISE:

It's not okay, Thelma. It's

definitely not okay. None of this

is okay. What are we going to do

for money? What are we gonna buy

gas with? Our good looks? I mean...

Goddamn, Thelma!

Louise quietly starts to fall apart. This causes Thelma to

leap into action.

THELMA:

Come on. Stand up! Don't you worry

about it. I'll take care of it.

Just don't you worry about it. Get

your stuff.

Louise is still sitting on the sidewalk.

THELMA:

Come on! Damnit, get your stuff and

let's get out of here!

Louise slowly gets to her feet.

THELMA:

Move!

(to herself)

Jesus Christ, take your damn time.

Thelma is hauling stuff out of the car.

EXT. MOTEL PARKING LOT - MORNING

TIGHT SHOT of rear wheel of green T-Bird LAYING RUBBER out

of the motel parking lot. Thelma and Louise, both looking a

little rougher than we've seen so far, drive away.

EXT. THELMA'S HOUSE - DAY

Hal, FBI Man, various other police and detective types, pull

up in front of the house. The front door swings open and

there stands Darryl looking like he's been shot out of a

cannon.

EXT. STREET - DAY

Louise and Thelma pull into a convenience store.

INT. THELMA'S HOUSE - DAY

Police are tapping the phones, dusting for prints, etc.,

while Darryl sits motionless in his recliner with a dull

expression on his face.

HAL:

(to Darryl)

As you know, we've tapped your phone.

In the event that she calls in.

Max comes up and joins them as they walk down the hallway.

MAX:

We're going to leave someone here at

the house in the event that she calls

in. Someone will be here until we

find them.

HAL:

The important thing is not to let on

that you know anything. We want to

try and find out where they are.

Now I don't want to get too personal,

but do you have a good relationship

with your wife? Are you close with

her?

DARRYL:

Yeah, I guess. I mean, I'm about as

close as I can be with a nut case

like that.

MAX:

Well, if she calls, just be gentle.

Like you're happy to hear from her.

You know, like you really miss her.

Women love that sh*t.

EXT. CONVENIENCE STORE - DAY

Thelma and Louise are sitting in the car. They've put all

their money together.

LOUISE:

Eighty-eight dollars ain't gonna

make a dent, baby girl.

THELMA:

(getting out of the

car)

Don't worry about it. You want

anything?

LOUISE:

No.

Thelma marches off to the store. Louise puts a tape in the

deck and is listening to loud R&B MUSIC. She checks herself

in the rearview mirror. She takes her lipstick out and is

about to put it on. She makes eye contact with herself and,

instead, throws it out the window, closes her eyes and leans

her head back on the seat. She's in a world of sh*t.

Thelma comes trotting out of the store and jumps into the

car.

THELMA:

(breathless)

Drive!

Louise looks at her.

THELMA:

Drive! Drive away!

LOUISE:

(driving away)

What happened?

Thelma opens her purse and exposes a bag full of bills.

LOUISE:

What? You robbed the store? You

robbed the Goddamn store?!

Thelma shrieks with excitement. Louise is completely stunned.

THELMA:

Well! We needed the money! It's

not like I killed anybody, for God's

sake.

Louise shoots her a look. She puts the car in gear and FLOORS

it out of the parking lot. She is still looking at Thelma

as if she has completely lost her mind.

THELMA:

I'm sorry. Well, we need the money.

Now we have it.

LOUISE:

Oh sh*t, Thelma!! Sh*t! Sh*t!

Sh*t!

THELMA:

(sternly)

Now you get a grip, Louise! Just

drive us to Goddamn Mexico, will ya!

LOUISE:

Okay. Sh*t, Thelma! What'd you do?

I mean, what did you say?

THELMA:

Well, I just...

INT. POLICE STATION - INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY

Hal, Max, various other cops, and Darryl all watch as TV

plays back VCR TAPE of Thelma in the convenience store pulling

a gun. In perfect lip sync is:

THELMA (V.O.)

Alright, ladies and gentleman, let's

see who'll win the prize for keepin'

their cool. Everybody lie down on

the floor. If nobody loses their

head, then nobody loses their head...

TIGHT SHOT of Darryl's face going deeper and deeper into a

state of shock. TIGHT SHOTS of Hal, Max, etc., all looking

intently at the screen.

VIDEO IMAGE of Thelma boldly ordering cashier to fill her

purse with money. As he's loading the purse with bills,

she's taking beef jerky from the display and putting it in

there, too, while she points the gun at the cashier.

THELMA (V.O.)

(videotape playback)

You, sir... You do the honors. Just

empty that cash into this bag and

you'll have an amazing story to tell

all your friends. If not, you'll

have a tag on your toe. You decide.

CUT TO:

INT. CAR - DAY

Thelma and Louise in car, driving.

LOUISE:

(incredulous)

Holy sh*t.

CUT TO:

INT. POLICE STATION - INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY

TIGHT SHOT:

DARRYL:

Jesus Christ.

TIGHT SHOT:

MAX:

Good God.

TIGHT SHOT:

HAL:

(wearily)

My Lord.

EXT. DRIVING SHOT - DAY

LOUISE:

Holy sh*t.

THELMA:

Lemme see the map.

Louise throws the map across the front seat at Thelma and

FLOORS it.

FADE TO BLACK:

FADE IN:

INT. JIMMY'S APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY

Jimmy is entering the apartment building, carrying his

overnight bag. Two men are sitting on the stairs. They

stand as he comes in. They are plainclothes police. They

show their badges. He leaves with them.

EXT. ROAD - TIGHT SHOT - J.D.'S BACKSIDE - DAY

made only more prominent by the bulging wallet in his back

right pocket.

J.D. is walking down the road and continues to walk as an

Oklahoma State Patrol car pulls up alongside him. He smiles

and gives a friendly wave as they cruise along slowly beside

him. We can see the cop nearest him talking, and then we

see J.D. stop walking and set down his duffel bag. He reaches

for his wallet. It's clear that they have asked for some

I.D.

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