Very Bad Things Page #7

LIZ:

Well, the night is young. Did you

straighten out the chair situation?

FISHER (V.O.)

I'm working on it, I've made three

calls.

(beat)

I can't stop thinking about how much

I love you.

LIZ:

That's sweet.

FISHER (V.O.)

Well I do.

LIZ:

Well you should.

FISHER (V.O.)

What are you doing?

LIZ:

Just a bit of organizing.

FISHER (V.O.)

Nesting?

LIZ:

Yeah. Nesting.

FISHER (V.O.)

I'm mad at you.

LIZ:

Go have fun. Not too much.

FISHER (V.O.)

I'll see you tomorrow...

CASINO:

Fisher hangs up, a "crazy about the girl" smile on his face.

INT. FISHER'S SPLIT-LEVEL HOTEL SUITE - NIGHT

The MUSIC is LOUD. The boys are super drunk in the swank

bachelor party suite.

MOORE stagger-dances on a table.

BOYD AND MICHAEL stand at the wet-bar.

BOYD:

I don't hate women.

MICHAEL:

You hate women.

BOYD:

False.

MICHAEL:

True.

BOYD:

Not true.

MICHAEL:

You have a King fantasy.

BOYD:

I am a lover. In Africa, you can

stay king as long as you can service

your women every night.

MICHAEL:

And what happens when you can't?

BOYD:

(swigs whiskey; looks

up)

New king.

EXT. BALCONY

Adam and Fisher.

ADAM:

No. No. No. It's what my father said

to me. He said it and he meant it...

He said to me... He said, Adam, he

said... He told me and I heard him...

he said...

(struggles to remember)

Hell he said so many Goddamn things

I can't remember everything he said

for Christsake.

FISHER:

Right! That's exactly what I'm saying.

My father said, first of all, I'm

your father not your friend. I'm

your father.

ADAM:

Are you solid with that?

FISHER:

No. I think it's f***ed.

ADAM:

Then f*** what your father said,

cause I'm gonna tell you right now...

You'll know what it's all about, why

you got married and why you love her

when you wake up at three in the

morning, and the streetlight's coming

through the window and it's just

catching a corner of her face, like

a sleeping angel. And her hair smells

sweet and she's your's. She's all

your's. Do you see where I'm going

here?

MICHAEL AND BOYD AT THE BAR

speed hitting cocaine.

BOYD:

If I'm the king of Israel, I say to

myself, King, I say to myself, King...

Take a good look around. What do I

see?

MICHAEL:

Israel doesn't have a King.

BOYD:

Then what do they have?

MICHAEL:

They have a president. A Benjamin

Yahoo something.

BOYD:

I say to myself, look at the map.

Look what's all around you. People

who wish bad bad things for you and

your people. For thousands of years

the Jews are fighting everybody. It

used to be they'd throw rocks, then

the iron revolution and they would

attack with spears. Then the gunpowder

revolution. Now they're shooting

fire power back and forth, all day

bullets flying, babies getting shot.

MICHAEL:

What's your point?

BOYD:

Now if I'm the King of Israel and

all these sand n*ggers are armed to

the gills and you know it's just a

matter of time... right? Am I right?

MICHAEL:

The Israelis can protect themselves.

They got the Mossad thing happening.

Mossad's for real, man. They scalp

babies.

BOYD:

There's my point exactly.

MICHAEL:

What? What's your point?

BOYD:

Take Mexico.

MICHAEL:

What?

BOYD:

Look up the chickens, dig up the

holy dirt, pack up the wailing crying

wall thing they bang their heads on

all day long, stick it all on a big

f***ing tug boat. The whole country

picks up and takes Mexico.

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