Wild Things Page #16

SAM:

Lizards don't seem to miss me.

The two men smile, breaking the tension.

SAM (CONT'D)

How you doing, Artie?

ART:

I... You know... I...

Sam waves him off.

SAM:

Take care of my lizards, Art.

Art stands up. The two men shake hands.

OUTSIDE GUIDANCE OFFICE

Sam comes out, then stops suddenly.

Kelly waits for him. Kirk and Nicole are with her. A long

moment.

SAM:

Kelly...

KELLY:

Drop dead... You know where my mom is

trying to get the money to pay you off?

She's trying to break my trust. How do

you like that? I can't touch it until

she's dead and she won't give me a dime

and now she's trying to break it to pay

you...

SAM:

Look, Kelly... I'm sorry... I know what

you've been through... I should've seen

something like this coning.

Art APPEARS in the door behind Sam. Kelly cones closer.

KELLY:

Why don't you start f***ing her again.

You can spend it together.

Kirk tries to take Kelly's arm. She jerks away, swings at Sam.

He ducks, dropping the Waterford BOWL, which SHATTERS upon the

floor.

Kirk bear-hugs Kelly. She throws a notebook at Sam.

KELLY (CONT'D)

I hate you!

She starts crying. Kirk and Nicole drag her away as a crowd

gathers.

Sam, shaken, kneels over the broken crystal. Art bends to help

him pick up the pieces.

SAM:

You see. I couldn't stay, even if I

wanted to.

EXT. STRIP MALL - NIGHT

Sam's Jeep is parked next to the T-bird and Jaguar.

INT. KEN'S OFFICE - SAME

Baxter, Ken, Sandra, Frankie stand watching, as Sam signs papers.

At last Sam looks up, faces Sandra -- not a happy moment.

Sandra gives him a long, hard stare, then walks from the room.

Frankie prepares to follow her, then stops, looks at Sam.

FRANKIE:

I'll be seeing you.

Sam just looks at him. The big man leaves. Baxter closes his

briefcase.

KEN:

So long, Tom. Come by sometime. We'll

have lunch at the Beef Bowl.

Baxter stops, gives him a cold look, then a surprising smile.

BAXTER:

I don't think you're gonna be eating at

the Beef Bowl anymore, kid.

He EXITS. Ken goes apeshit -- whoops, dances around the desk,

drops into his chair, holds up the documents.

Sam watches, smiling, finally.

SAM:

Thanks Ken, you did okay.

Both men stand, they shake hands. Ken claps him on the arm.

KEN:

(no clowning now)

Look, I know there's a part of you

wishes none of this had happened. But

it did. Now take the money and get out

of here. Find a happy place.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. EVERGLADES - NIGHT

Moonlit fog -- the vast swamp.

EXT. GLADES MOTEL - NIGHT

It's late. A neon palm tree flashes across an empty lot as...

Sam's Jeep pulls in out of the night, parks before its bungalow.

Sam gets out, lifts his storage box of files from the rear.

INT. BUNGALOW - NIGHT

The neon's green light slashes across the dark walls through old

Venetian blinds.

Sam ENTERS, puts the file box on the floor. Arches a sore back.

He reaches for a bedside lamp, stops, listens, decides it's

nothing, reaches again for the lamp, stops again, listening...

BZZZZZ -- the high-pitched WHINE of a MOSQUITO. Then more -- a

flurry of BZZZZZZZZS

Sam frowns, sees...

A cloud of mosquitoes circling him.

He checks the front windows -- closed. He goes around the bed.

The slightly ajar bathroom door with full-length mirror comes up

on his right. Ahead is a rear window -- wide open.

Sam stops fast.

Thinks. Lets out a breath.

SAM:

Damn maid.

He steps to the window. He looks down --

Muddy footprints.

Sam freezes. He whirls around --

A sudden green FACE APPEARS in the big mirror -- like a nightmare

image -- lit by the neon flash, then DISAPPEARS.

Sam jumps back.

SAM:

Ahhhh!

The neon green face flashes again in the mirror -- DISAPPEARS.

Now the bathroom door slowly opens all the way.

Sam backs up, hits the wall.

Kelly Van Ryan steps out of the bathroom, a long object held at

her side, wrapped in a towel.

SAM:

Jesus Christ, what are you doing?

KELLY:

So you got my mom's money.

Sam tries to breathe, manages a nod.

KELLY (CONT'D)

How much?

Kelly prods him with the concealed object.

KELLY (CONT'D)

How much?

SAM:

About six and a half million dollars.

Kelly raises the abject covered by the towel, aims it at Sam.

KELLY:

Your turn to pay.

A moment -- then she yanks the towel away to REVEAL --

-- a two-foot-long novelty penis with giant balls. Her hand

grips the acrylic scrotum like the butt of a gun.

KELLY (CONT'D)

King Dong! That's you, Sam!

She screams with joy, vaults into his arms, wraps those perfect

thighs around him. The dildo goes flying. They fall on the bed.

KELLY (CONT'D)

It worked! We screwed the b*tch!

She's all over him now -- tongue kisses.

KELLY CCONT'D)

It worked just like you said it would.

He kisses her, finally gets her to sit, straddling him.

SAM:

God, you scared the sh*t out of me. You

must be crazy coming here.

KELLY:

Of course I'm crazy. Ask my mom.

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