Wild Things Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1998
- 108 min
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NICOLE:
Nice.
KELLY:
What do you want, he's a teacher for
Christ's sake.
(beat)
It's here. Pull over.
Nicole does, before one of the not-so-neat houses. Sam's muddy
Jeep Wrangler is parked in the drive. Behind that is a red
Mercedes convertible.
INT. SAM'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - SAME
Sam and BARBARA, 28, a lean, beautiful country-clubber roll on
the bed. Barbara is dressed for tennis. Sam wears a baggy pair
of khaki shorts. Barbara struggles to escape. Sam grabs a leg,
kisses the back of her knee.
He pushes up the little white skirt, kissing her between her
thighs.
BARBARA:
(getting just a little
breathless)
Sam, come on... I'm gonna be late for my
game...
Sam keeps at it. She's starting to weaken.
BARBARA (CONT'D)
Not that I'm going to be much good after
last night...
SAM:
Eat a power bar.
Barbara starts to giggle. He's just about got her when...
The DOORBELL RINGS. Sam lets go. Barbara sighs.
Sam goes to the front door, opens it, to find...
Kelly and Nicole, holding plastic pails full of rags. The girls
are dressed in Blue Bay High T-shirts, cropped to REVEAL flat
tummies, shorts and running shoes.
GIRLS:
Hi, Mr. Lombardo.
Sam looks over the girls -- a small, exasperated smile.
KELLY:
Look, he forgot. I knew it.
SAM:
No I didn't. Check out the Jeep. It's
nice and dirty for you.
(beat)
But you might want to wait a minute.
The Mercedes is leaving.
NICOLE:
You mean that isn't yours too?
The girls giggle. Sam smiles.
KELLY:
Where's the hose? We can set up.
SAM:
In back of the garage.
As they walk away, he is joined by Barbara. She watches the
girls with an appraising eye.
BARBARA:
Is that Sandra Van Ryan's kid?
SAM:
Kelly.
BARBARA:
She's going to wash your Jeep?
SAM:
Senior class fund-raising gig. I told
'em they could hose down the Jeep.
(off Barbara's look)
Hey, come on. It's for a good cause.
Barbara laughs at him.
BARBARA:
Sam the philanthropist.
(a beat)
Tomorrow, right?
Sam nods. Another kiss.
EXT. SAM'S DRIVEWAY - SAME
As Barbara goes to her car she sees the girls coming from behind
the garage. She looks at Sam, standing in his doorway, watching
the girls. When he sees Barbara looking at him, he shrugs, then
waves.
EXT. FRONT DOOR - SAM'S HOUSE - LATER
Kelly and Nicole, looking very much like the finalists in a wet
T-shirt derby, ring the bell.
Sam answers. He looks them over. A couple of houses down he can
see the guy with the mower, dumping grass into a can, watching
the girls, then turning to walk back to his house.
SAM:
So, where you off to now?
KELLY:
Aren't you forgetting something?
(off Sam's look)
Your coupon. We gotta have it.
SAM:
Jeez, that thing... Can't you...
KELLY:
(smiling)
Rules are rules, Mr. Lombardo.
Nicole laughs.
SAM:
All right. I'll have to look for it.
KELLY:
(as he starts to go)
Mr. Lombardo.
(as he stops)
We're running kind of late. How about
if Nicole goes on to the Mansons? You
could give me a ride when you find the
ticket.
Sam looks at her, as does Nicole.
SAM:
Give me a minute.
He hurries from the room. Kelly turns to Nicole, giving her the
eye, pointing toward the drive.
NICOLE:
(mouthing the words)
Are you sure?
Kelly nods, a mischievous smile on her face.
INT. SAM'S BEDROOM - SAME
Sam is rummaging through drawers. He stops when he hears the
SOUND of a CAR. He goes to the window in time to see Nicole's
BMW headed down his street.
Sam ENTERS the room to find Kelly just inside the doorway, where
the water from her wet clothing has formed little pools on the
linoleum.
Sam looks at the water. He looks at Kelly. She moves a step
closer, allowing the door to SWING shut behind her.
EXT. SAM'S NEIGHBORHOOD
A long, slow, Antonioni PAN -- time passes -- the cul-de-sac --
the sparkling lawns -- the kids with the basketball -- a jogger
passing by...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SAM'S PORCH - LATER
The front door. The door opens. Kelly comes out, fast, slamming
the door behind her. She walks down the drive.
There are tears on her face. As she hits the street, she begins
to run.
The man with the mower is now seated on his parch, drinking beer.
He watches as the girl runs by.
The teenagers are still playing hoops. They stop as Kelly jogs
past, sobbing. They watch as she hits the end of the cul-de-sac
and DISAPPEARS around a corner.
EXT. THE EVERGLADES - DAY
Sam, perched in the pilot's seat of a beat-to-sh*t old air boat,
rips through the Florida swamp land.
He glides across channels of water, then turns into the tall
grass which whips at the hull of his boat. Bits and pieces of
debris fly through the air. Sam smiles, swinging the boat
through a series of wide, sliding turns.
Suddenly he spots something. He throttles down gliding into a
shallow pool where... A HUGE ALLIGATOR, aware it has been found
out, whips about, stirring up mud, then scuttling OUT OF SIGHT
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