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THE UNDERGROUND'S AND INDEPENDENTS
FILM GROUP. PRESENT A SPECULATION SCRIPT FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION ONLY.
DICKBOY
A Film written by
Deron Turner
FIRST DRAFT -WHITE October 04, 2002
A Working Script 6/02-10/02
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CHARACTERS
LAWSON ADAMERE (Age 11-13, Age 15-17, Age 30)
STREET PEOPLE
ELIJAH (Age 16-17, age 28-29)
YOUNG MAN IN CAR
CHAD
WAITRESS
RICHIE VANDANGE
DINER CUSTOMERS
MIKE
TAXI DRIVERS
CARLOS
HUSTLER BOYS (TAPE)
ANTONIO
BAR PATRONS
STAVROS CLUB
PATRONS
PACO
DANCERS
DOUG
CLUB DANCERS
OLDER GENTLEMAN
MAN @ FARM HOUSE
TRICK
LAUNDRY CUSTOMERS
BAR KEEP
LIQUOR STORE CLERK
OLD WOMAN IN LAUNDRY
LIQUOR STORE CUSTOMERS
TRICK 2
VARIOUS EXTRAS
DYKE 1
DEAD TOWNCAR DRIVER
DYKE 2
OLD CLAPPING MAN
OLDER MAN ON BOAT
TRICK 3
TRICK 4
TRICK5
BOY IN STALL
WAITER
DANCERS @ HUSTLER BAR
OLDER MAN IN CAR
POKER PLAYERS
DEAD BOY (RANDY)
FILM STUDENTS
BAR FIGHTERS
BAR KEEP 2
YOUNG COUPLE
BAR COUPLE FIGHTING
COUPLE NECKING
COUPLE ARGUING
SLEEPING MAT @ BAR
MAN 1
HUSTLERS
DRAG QUEENS
HOOKERS/ JOHNS
OLDER S&M MAN
BOUNCER
TOWN CAR DRIVERS
YOUNG MAN IN CAR
READERS NOTES
INTERIORS:
Car
Smoke filled tiny apartment
Basement bar
Park Gazebo
Cheap motel room
Fancy apartment
Gaybar
Bar no.3
Bar no.3 Rest rooms
Bar no.3 restroom stall
Farmhouse Bedroom
Taxi
Taxi
Dark hallway (LAWSON'S Apartment)
LAWSON'S living room
LAWSON'S kitchen
LAWSON'S dining room
Laundry mat
Liquor store
Club
Towncar
Towncar
Plaza hotel suite
Glass elevator
Hotel corridor
Night club
Yacht
Hustler bar
Hustler bar rest room
Hustler bar rest room stall
Elevator
Hotel corridor
Hotel room 4507
Hotel lobby (Various-8)
Hotel corridors (Various-8)
LIMO
Sidewalk cafe patio
LAWSON'S bed room
LAWSON'S bath room
LAWSON'S shower
NIGHT club 80's decadence
Doctors office
Hotel room (Plush)
Diner
Diner pay phone
Wrecked town car
Hospital room
Chrysler K car
John's car Front seat
SETS
ALL SETS (TBA)
EXTERIORS:
Park Gazebo
Cheap motel room
Baltimore city night
Baltimore city night Rain
Baltimore boardwalk
Basement bar
Public park Rain
Baltimore city sex shops Various
Nice Apartment
Various Baltimore city shots
Gay bar stairs
Gay bar
Bar no.3
Winding country road
Taxi
Taxi
LAWSON'S Apartment Bldg.
Mansion with great lawn
Public Laundromat
Liquor store
Towncar
Towncar
WESTIN plaza hotel
Glass elevator
Yacht
Hustler's bar
Various hotels (8)
Hearse
LIMO
Sidewalk cafe
Diner
Wrecked Towncar
Hospital
Hospital drop off area
Chrysler K car
LAWSON'S front lawn
Hustlers strip
John's car
MUSIC SOUND SCORE
HEARTATTACK AND VINE TOM WAITS
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
SUSPICIOUS MINDS ELVIS PRESLEY
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
I'M ON FIRE BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
JUKEBOX (TBA)
CLUB MUSIC (TBA)
CLUB MUSIC (TBA)
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
LETS GO OUT TONIGHT WANG CHUNG
CLUB MUSIC (TBA)
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
WAY DOWN IN THE HOLE TOM WAITS
JUKEBOX (TBA)
SAVE THE LAST DANCE THE DRIFTERS
I'M COMING OUT DIANA ROSS
INFATUATION ROD STEWART
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
MY EVERYTHING BARRY WHITE
ORIGINAL SCORE (TBA)
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by Deron Turner.
All rights reserved.
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THIS DRAFT COMPLETED 10/01/02
SCRIPT By Deron Turner
1999 BALTIMORE, MARYLAND.
SUMMER.
The Production company Logo is presented austerely over a black
background.
There is a moments hesitation: And then the Words in Red Letters-
Dickboy
It fades to Black.
Fade in now: Major cast names; Three seconds each. Major Production
credits 3.5 seconds each.
While these remain: We hear the sound now; The streets in full motion.
Rain, and Thunder in the distance.
Sfx.
fade in: A Quotation over a black screen
"As long as there are boys who don't appreciate their youth, and men who
do.
There will always be drama'.
-Unknown
Black Screen/ Voice-over throughout:
credits only.
V.O. MALE HUSTLER
The first time I did this ?... Let's see... the first time I did this.
I was about thirteen and a half I guess. I didn't really know what the
hell I was doin'. Some guy just pulled up one night when I was hangin'
out. He offered me a ride. One thing led to another I guess. Asked how
much, I didn't really know what to say... but hey, I was broke. Tired,
Hungry.
I made ten bucks that day.
FLASHBACK-
EXT. On (LAWSON) Age thirteen, as he steps into a car with an Older
man. Night .
BACK TO PRESENT-
V.O. MALE HUSTLER CONT.
I didn't really know what the fuck he was talking about at first... And
then it snapped. I really didn't know shit back then.
I guess If I did, I probably wouldn't have done anything that first
time, ya' know. Hind sight's like the biggest fucking joke ever done to
man. Hindsight and free will. Such bullshit.
EXT. BALTIMORE. NIGHT. Establishing.
Fade In: A Young man being Interviewed through a home video camera.
About 30 years old.
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
Been molested since I was like Nine years old.
My mom... I can't say nothing bad about my mom. I mean, I can't say she
didn't love me... Because I know that she did.
I Mean, it's not like she didn't believe us when I'd tell her about the
stuff that was going on... It's just that, Lets just say she had her own
problems at the time. I mean, We all got problems right. What's not to
understand about that ?
In fact, her problem was my problem too. One in the same... every other
night or so. I loved my Mom.
She died when I was eleven and a half. I was actually kind of glad for
her ya' know. I mean, not happy. But glad because she didn't have no
more worries ya' know.
She died on a Friday night. I still remember it like it was yesterday.
They said it was a massive heart attack, brought on by smoking Crack
cocaine. You see, my Dad used to sell it back then.
But I don't really want to talk about him... He and his friends used to
come over. And they'd molest us. Me and my little brother. They'd some
times make my mom do all kinds of disgusting stuff. And it was like it
was just Normal shit to them.
And then, they'd pay my old man, before they left. I still remember
that.
FLASHBACK-
INT. On (LAWSON) About eleven years old. In a smoke filled tiny
apartment. Men playing poker, drinking, doing drugs.
BACK TO PRESENT-
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
My brother, Randy. Committed suicide last July. July fourth.
FLASHBACK-
INT. On (LAWSON) Age 16. As he finds his dead brother.
BACK TO PRESENT-
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
You guys said you'd pay me for this right... if I just talked to you.
Like normal ?... Just to talk....
Mumbles of "yes" are heard.
As the view from the home video camera begins to loosen .
EXT. Night. Rain. Baltimore. City shots. Various shots of Urban decay.
Fast rolling Montage as the view loosens even more to reveal the Young
man being Interviewed by a college Film crew making a Documentary.
Documentary crew (voice)
It's fifty bucks for the Interview. Just keep talking to us.
Are you getting this Doug ?...
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
I don't know what you want me to tell you...
My life story or what...
V.O. Doug
What about school?.. I mean, did you go ?...
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
I quit school when I was thirteen. The year I started Hustling.
I guess I just figured I could do better. You could say, I guess I
thought I knew it all. Truth is, I didn't know anything.
I've been on the streets now, for almost all of my life. Off and on.
I've been stabbed, cut up. Robbed, Raped twice. Gang raped once. Beat
up. You name it, I've done it at least once.
I've been arrested about Ten times. I've lived in Mansions and I've been
Homeless. Sometimes all in the span of a week.
I've lived in Penthouse's and gone on the best Vacations Money can buy.
You know, with tricks. Older guys who think they want to take care of
you and live with you for the rest of
their lives until the reality sets in. I've had my own apartment about
ten or so times too. Ate good and starved all in the course of hours
sometimes.
I was a Player, what can I tell you. That's what they called this life
style. Well I was a Player, and this was my World.
The Sound Now:
Music.
"HEARTATTACK AND VINE" TOM WAITS
Final Opening Credits
V.O. MALE HUSTLER cont.
On a good night, I could make a Hundred... some times three hundred
bucks a night.
The Music continues as we track along now with our Hustler .
EXT. Night. Moving shot along the boardwalk and Piers. Crowded night
out . People walk the night b.g.
Our Hustler Soon Enters (LAWSON) a Basement Bar:
The Sound now: Juke box Music.
HEARTATTACK AND VINE continues on JUKEBOX.
1986 BALTIMORE, MARYLAND.
FALL .
EXT. NIGHT. BASEMENT BAR.
INT. NIGHT BASEMENT BAR. EST. GAY BAR. ON HUSTLER
As he enters the Bar.
INT. BASEMENT BAR. With Hustler @ the bar.
Hustler stands at the bar talking with an older gentleman. No particular
audible conversation is heard.
The Camera tracks along the faces of the bar.
Lots of second Action here:
A: Across the room a small bar fight erupts. The bar keep jumps across
the bar and throws the rowdy's out.
B: Two Men neck in a dark corner.
C: Another corner and a couple argue back and forth.
D: A Patron swipes a sleeping man's Drink at the Bar.
And we pan back to: Our Hustler and the Older gentleman at the Bar.
MALE HUSTLER
My name's LAWSON...
MAN
Well nice to meet you LAWSON...
But I don't have any place we can go tonight... My wife's home.
LAWSON
I know a place we can go, but you gotta' watch out for the cop's.
MAN
What are we waiting for, this place stinks.
And with that they EXIT the Bar.
EXT. Night and Rain.
Public Park. Other Hustlers cruise through freely. Car's cruise in
circles looking for sex. Etc.
EXT. Night and Rain. The Dark Public Park.
LAWSON and THE MAN UNDER A GAZEBO.
MUSIC:
ORIGINAL SCORE.
MED. SHOT. LAWSON and THE MAN. SHADOWS OF MOVEMENT UNDER THE GAZEBO.
VAGUE SHAPES AND PATTERNS AS LAWSON PERFORMS ORAL SEX ON THE MAN.
AS THE MUSIC ENDS, SO TO DOES THE SEX ACT. THE MAN PAYS LAWSON AND THE
TWO LEAVE IN SEPARATE DIRECTIONS ON FOOT.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. BALTIMORE CITY. NIGHT.
EXT. BALTIMORE CITY. NIGHT. LAWSON WALKING THE STREETS. LOTS OF ACTION
ALL AROUND. HUSTLERS, HOOKERS, DRAG QUEENS AND JOHNS ALIKE. LOTS OF SEX
SHOPS AND CLUBS IN THE BACK DROP.
LAWSON V.O. cont.
Rich young Guys are the worse...they're either always trying to bend me
over something in some totally inappropriate place. Or they want to
humiliate you, or they want you to do some totally fucked up thing just
for a few bucks. Always trying to humiliate you in some fucked up way or
another. It's like, yeah they want you, but at the same time they think
they're above you. Especially the so called straight one's that are
really BI. They get you in bed and then they try and hurt you.
Physically, emotionally, spiritually... Sucks.
FLASHBACK-
LAWSON and a YOUNGMAN HAVING SEX IN A CAR. THE YOUNGMAN IS TOO ROUGH.
BACK TO PRESENT-
LAWSON
The old guys are no better. Well, actually that one's a catch twenty
two. They like to get real weird with you. Piss on you and shit like
that. I have this one older guy... Married. Pay's me fifty bucks just to
take my shoes and socks off and walk all over him while he jacks off.
But, on the other hand they definitely pay the most, and they drive the
best cars.
FLASHBACK-
INT. NIGHT.
LAWSON and an OLDER MAN IN A MOTEL ROOM. SEMI- S&M ACT.
BACK TO PRESENT-
LAWSON
I think it's because their tight assed wives stopped being impressed
with their Four inch cocks year's ago. It's like the only thing that'll
get them off is a young boy who'll get freaky with them. I mean these
guys are so called straight married men. It's like their wives have no
clue or something. Like they just don't want to know what their
husbands are up too.
But these day's... now that I'm older I just let everyone know up
front. I don't do shit like that for anybody. I mean, I'll do some
extra's but it cost more. Up front.
The younger couples that you meet in the bars are the best.
The one's that are just looking for a little spice up for their
relationship. Looking for a third in the hay. Those are the best dates.
Everything's worked out up front. Who does what and to who, it's all
already worked out. They invite you back, feed you, wine you and dine
you. It's always cool. And they're always nice to you because, it's
like they don't want
the other one to see just how twisted they really are. And always, nine
times out of ten, when it's over, they always
try and slip their work numbers into my pocket for a little one on one
at a later time. I always laugh at that. Like this is some secret thing
that neither want's the other to know about. Some times I'll call one.
Some times I'll call both. At separate times of course. If I wanted to
be a black mailer, I'd be set in this business wouldn't I ?
FLASHBACK-
INT. NICE APARTMENT
LAWSON with A YOUNGER COUPLE. AT THE DOOR TO EXIT. THEY SLIP PHONE
NUMBERS INTO HIS POCKETS. EACH HIDING THIS ACTION FROM THE OTHER LOVER.
BACK TO PRESENT-
LAWSON cont.
Now tourist. That's a whole different story. They're a
strange breed indeed. Theres just something about a guy on vacation.
Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's pretty
fucked up. I've had tourist guy's try and rip me off after the deed if
you can believe that one. I guess they just figure what the hell,
they're not going to ever see you again, I mean, they know your not
going to call the cops or anything.
But most of the time I try and just work strictly out of the bars. I
think its a little safer. I mean, I'll work the streets
too, but it's much worse than the bars. Trust me on that.
PAN OUT: EXT. NIGHT. VARIOUS BALTIMORE CITY SHOTS. PEOPLE, BUILDINGS,
STORE FRONTS ETC. NIGHT.
VARIOUS FLASH BACKS THROUGH OUT THE FOLLOWING:
LAWSON cont.
Since I've been out here, I've known about seven Murder
victims. Maybe twenty five Over-doses and I don't know
how many MIA's. Never seen or heard from them again.
No fucking clue. Here today, gone tomorrow. Who knows where they went.
One day they're out here hustling next to you, the next day they're
gone. Maybe some of them just
go home, maybe they're chopped up someplace in the
woods. Who the fuck knows. Who ever knows ?
I don't trust anybody out here. And whats better is, I fear everyone.
But, I guess when your numbers up, its up.
I do have a few regulars that I trust. Most of them pay
pretty good. When things get really fucked up out here,
I know a few guys I can call. Guys who'll let me crash
at their place. Feed me and shit. All I gotta' do is keep em'
warm. They're pretty cool. I trust them at least...
Most of the time at least. But out here, you can never let your guard
down. Ever. Not even for real sex or love.
On a normal night, I get laid about six or seven times. And out of those
times, I can't even tell you how many of those times were just for me.
You know, where I was really just in the mood to like have sex with that
person because we care for each other. Probably none. Sometimes it
happens, but not often. Nah.. I'm not in love or lust with any of these
freaks out here. See, out here love is a trap and faith is an illusion.
And I know that.
EXT. NIGHT. LAWSON OUTSIDE A GAY CLUB.
MUSIC INSIDE: jukebox: ELVIS PRESLEY "SUSPICIOUS MINDS"
EXT: LAWSON DESCENDS THE STEPS TO THE ENTRANCE.
INT: LAWSON ENTERS THE CLUB AND GOES UP TO THE BAR
HE ORDERS A DRINK.
(IT'S A NOISY GAY BAR/CLUB)
LAWSON'S P.O.V. OF A YOUNG MAN ACROSS THE BAR.
TWENTIES, HANDSOME.
ARC SHOT:
EYE CONTACT IS MADE BRIEFLY BUT LAWSON WORKS THE ROOM WITH HIS EYES
TURNING HIS ATTENTION TO AN OLDER MAN (MONEY).
THE OLDER GENTLEMAN SOON APPROACHES LAWSON.
INT: MED SHOT LAWSON AND THE OLDER MAN, TALKING. NOT AUDIBLE.
LAWSON SOON GLANCES ANOTHER YOUNG MAN SITTING AT A TABLE HAVING A
BOTTLE OF EXPENSIVE WINE.
HE'S A HANDSOME YOUNGMAN OF ABOUT 25.
RICH KID. WELL DRESSED.
LAWSON AND THIS HANDSOME STRANGER EXCHANGE GLANCES BACK AND FORTH WHILE
LAWSON AND THE OLDER GENTLEMAN SHARE CONVERSATION.
THE OLDER GENTLEMAN BUYS LAWSON A DRINK.
NO CONVERSATION IS AUDIBLE IN PARTICULAR HERE
JUST BITS AND PIECES OF VARIOUS BAR CHATTER.
INT. THE YOUNG MAN SEATED AT THE TABLE NOW FIXATED ON LAWSON.
LAWSON TRIES TO IGNORE THIS.
LAWSON CONTINUES TO CONVERSE WITH HIS OLDER COMPANION. B.G. THE YOUNG
MAN GETS UP FROM THE TABLE AND WALKS TO LAWSON AND KISSES HIM FULL ON
THE MOUTH.
YOUNGMAN
Darling, did you get lost... I've been looking all over the place for
you.
(To the older gentleman)
Get lost troll, he's with someone tonight.
(To LAWSON)
Our tables over here tonight, don't you remember ?
THE YOUNG MAN LEADS LAWSON TO THE TABLE BY THE ARM HE ORDERS ANOTHER
BOTTLE OF WINE BEFORE THEY SIT.
YOUNGMAN
Hi. My names Chad. I saw you from across the room.
You looked like a distressed angel. Plus, I thought it was pretty
pathetic the way you let that old guy fawn all over you. I thought you
maybe might need a little rescuing.
LAWSON
Oh really ?
CHAD
Yes, really. So what's your name sunshine ?
LAWSON
LAWSON. So, you wanna' rescue me huh Chad ?...
So what makes you think I need to be rescued again ?...
I think I missed the first part of that through all of the bullshit that
was coming at me.
CHAD
Oh.. bullshit. Very good. What, I can't just like what I see and decide
not to wait on line for my turn?
LAWSON
You must have a very complicated life Chad. I mean, you just
ordered a hundred and twenty dollar bottle of wine and your all alone.
CHAD
But you see I'm not alone. Not anymore. I'm I ?
LAWSON
That's still to be decided.
CHAD
What... not cute enough for you. You like 'em old and dried up ?
LAWSON
So, are you here to complicate my life too.. it's obvious yours is very
complicated just judging by the wine you chose.
Are you trying to compensate for some other short coming.
You wanna' tell me now or later when you fail to rise to the
occasion ?
CHAD
Oh... someone's having flashbacks of sleeping with the already near
dead. I'm Young, and very full of Cum.
I just saw you over there... I come here often, and I've never seen you
in here before was all.
LAWSON
I don't come in here very often. It's a little uptown for me.
THE WAITER BRINGS THE BOTTLE OF WINE
Well, don't stress money when your with me. I have plenty.
We should play a game. It's called what will you do for a dollar. You
see, when I saw you... Let's just say I knew you were looking for some
company... You don't mind being my company do you ? I mean, you are a
working boy.
So, be my company for the night. And we can play a game.
It's called what will you do for a dollar. And you have to do everything
I say or you loose and then you don't get paid
when were through.
A PAUSE
LAWSON
Look Chad... I don't want to play that game.
I don't want to play any games. It's late I'm tired.
I shouldn't have even come in here to tell you the truth.
Why don't you give me a break tonight, OK ?
You want to fuck around, Okay.... that's cool. But that's all.
If you don't want to that's cool too. If you just want to sit here and
maybe talk, that's cool too. Or I can just leave Okay?
CHAD
No way. You're a working boy. I have money.
So work for me tonight. Come on, what do you say ?
We could have some fun. I got an eightball in the car.
I got a hotel room for the night. Lot's more where that came from too.
what do you say ?... But you gotta'
play the game with me. All night. What will you do for a buck. And each
time you do something that I demand, you get an extra ten dollars when
it's all over.
LAWSON
Look Chad, I was actually looking for someone when I came in here. He's
not in here, so maybe some other time.
CHAD
Oh come on... a little head, a little fucking, a sucking under the
table... a little fisting. Nothing your not used too.
LAWSON STANDS TO EXIT ANYWAY
CHAD
I didn't say you could leave... your not playing the game right.
LAWSON
That's because I don't want to play your stupid game all right.
I should just go.
CHAD
Then just get the fuck on then !
CHAD TOSSES A DRINK IN LAWSON'S FACE
And fuck you if you don't know how to play the game.
Just for that I'm not even gonna' fist fuck you when were through !
LAWSON
Why don't you take your ass back to suburbia and fist fuck your little
brother some more or don't you think It'll fit anymore. Prick !
AND WITH THAT THE BOUNCER IS ALL OVER LAWSON
PUNCHING HIM ONCE IN THE GUT AND DRAGGING HIM OUT SIDE AND UP THE
STAIRS TOSSING HIM TO THE CURB.
EXT. NIGHT.
HE LANDS ON THE STREET HARD.
INT: BACK IN THE BAR. THE BARTENDER IS KISSING CHAD'S ASS AND
APOLOGIZING FOR THE HUSTLERS ATTITUDE.
EXT: NIGHT. OUTSIDE THE BAR/CLUB.
LAWSON PICKING HIMSELF UP. HE WALKS ON QUIETLY DOWN THE STREETS.
LAWSON V.O.
Hustlers don't do very well in the classier bars.
But, let a total prick throw on a suit and tie and even if he's got the
manors of a three year old jacked up on crack
they'll kiss his ass every time and say fuck you too the guy in jeans
and a tee shirt. It's cool though, Six bucks a drink.
The place was hardly worth it anyway.
EXT. NIGHT.
CAMERA'S P.O.V. LAWSON WALKING ON DOWN THE LONG WET STREET. LOT'S OF
ACTION B.G. EVERYWHERE.
MUSIC NOW: ORIGINAL SCORE.
LAWSON STOPS BRIEFLY TO CHAT WITH FRIENDS ETC.
NOTHING AUDIBLE.
HE CONTINUES ON AFTER A BEAT.
LAWSON V.O.
Most of the guys out here my age or younger are so hooked on speed and
shit they don't remember who or where or half of the tricks they sleep
with. They don't remember shit.
And they're always drunk. I mean, really drunk. Fucked up
and drunk. It's sad too... no condoms, no respect.
They don't even take regular showers. They just fuck to get fucked up
some more. And they rip off half of they're
tricks when they do get one. Around here, it's nothing to
make it a full day of hospital rounds. I mean just visiting the guys you
know casually out here who are in the hospital.
And I'm really not talking about Aids in particular. Or TB.
Or Hepatitis or even ODs. I'm talking where some grown man just kicked
the shit out of a fourteen or sixteen year old
because the kid tried to rip him off. Or he just didn't
want to pay him when it was done. I mean, I try to look out for some of
the younger ones. The okay ones. Not the glue freaks or the crack heads
or the needle freaks but the scared
homeless hustler kids just trying to eat and find shelter.
I look after them when I can.
THE SOUND NOW: MUSIC. "I'M ON FIRE" BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN.
EXT. NIGHT. AS LAWSON APPROACHES BAR NO. 3
A SMALL CROWD OUTSIDE LOITERING.
LAWSON SEEMS TO KNOW THEM ALL BY NAME AS HE DESCENDS THE STEPS INTO:
INT: NIGHT. BAR NO.3
NO LARGE CROWD. ABOUT TEN PEOPLE TOTAL.
LAWSON IS GREETED WARMLY HERE.
THIS IS THE HUSTLERS BAR. AND LAWSON ENTERS AND TAKES HIS SEAT AT THE
BAR NO NEED TO ORDER, HIS DRINK IN FRONT OF HIM INSTANTLY.
LAWSON
(To bartender)
Hey Mike. Where is everyone tonight ?
MIKE
At home broke, or out trying to make some.
You starting early, or still going from last night ?
LAWSON
A little early.
MIKE
Tony Tee went to jail last night. Fourth time hustling.
They say it's a mandatory four months this time for him.
LAWSON
So maybe he'll gain a couple of pounds.
MIKE
I told his little drunk ass not to go out last night.
You sat right there in that chair when I told him not to go out. I told
him to just stay here and wait for me till I got off.
Now I got him calling' every twenty minutes like I got some bail money.
And he knows my rent's due on Thursday's.
LAWSON
You still seeing him ?
MIKE
I don't know why. He's the dumbest son of a bitch I ever got with.
LAWSON
Have you seen ELIJAH ?
MIKE
Now there's one I don't figure. What the hell do you see in that rotten
assed kid anyway ? Comes in here the other
night, drunk off his ass already and I got a full house...
and you know I only let him in here because of you-
and all of a sudden I look up and that crooked dicked little shit's
pissing in my trash can, the one right next to the dance floor. Middle
of the Fuckin' bar and he's pissing in the trash can. Now I'm telling
you, he's under aged anyway and I don't even have to let him in the
joint and the only reason I do is because he came in with you first.
But if he can't respect me and my other customers...
I mean, who the fuck does he think he is ?!
And who the fuck do you think has to clean up a mess like that at the
end of the night ?! You go ta' take out the garbage and shit's leaking
out all over your legs.
And it's piss !. I ain't into that kind of shit !
LAWSON
Yo mike, what's with the riot act... I was just asking if you'd seen
him. I'll talk to the kid, all right ?
You seen him ?
MIKE
What ?...
Jez... you two fucking now ? I'll never get him out of here now. Say it
ain't so... You Fuckin' the kid now ?
LAWSON
What's it to you ?... Look he just didn't come home last
night is all. That's all.
MIKE
Didn't know you put him up, that's all.
(Pause)
So how's that working out ? He using the toilet at your place?
LAWSON
Very funny. Actually it's Okay. Reminds me of Randy.
He's all right. Had my eye out for him all day... No sign of him. Kid's
hard headed.
MIKE
Ahh.. he's all right. He'll be around later. Here, Here's a couple of
bucks. Go put something on the jukebox for me will ya'. It's too quiet
in here.
LAWSON GOES OVER TO THE JUKEBOX FEEDING IT MONEY AND PUNCHING IN
NUMBERS.
Hey, you gonna' dance later tonight ?... I'm short two
bodies... Tony Tee's out for the count and that Kid Rusty broke his leg
skateboarding over by the park.
Skateboarding or getting his Dick sucked one. I can't remember which one
he said.
LAWSON RETURNS TO THE BAR NOW HE SITS TO DRINK HIS COCKTAIL AGAIN BUT
WITHOUT WARNING HIS NOSE BEGINS TO BLEED.
INT: BAR NO.3 RESTROOM STALL.
LAWSON SITS ON THE TOILET LID DOWN HEAD BACK HOLDING TOILET PAPER ON HIS
NOSE.
MIKE OUTSIDE THE STALL CHECKS ON HIM AFTER A BEAT.
MIKE
You sure you all right Kid ?... You gotta' take better care of
yourself. I'm always telling you kids to take better care of
yourselves... Do you listen ?...
LAWSON
I'm all right Mike. I'm fine. It's just a little nose bleed.
MIKE
Yeah... third little nose bleed this week. And that's just in here.
Look, why don't you just call it a night.
LAWSON
What... and miss all of that dancing loot ?
Nah... I'll be fine. I'm Okay.
MIKE
All right, I gotta' get back to the bar. Call out if you need anything.
LAWSON
Thanks.
MIKE EXIT'S THE RESTROOM.
SOON LAWSON EXIT'S THE STALL.
HE GOES TO THE SINK TO WASH HIS FACE.
INSTEAD, HE STARES INTO THE MIRROR FOR A LONG MOMENT.
INT: BAR NO.3 NIGHT. LATER SAME NIGHT.
LIVELY CROWD. MALE DANCERS (JOCKSTRAPS- CALVIN'S )
AMONG THE DANCERS IS LAWSON. MUSIC NOW:
CLUB/JUKEBOX.
THE CROWD SHALL BE A LIVELY ASSORTED MIX. HIGH ENERGY. AS DRINKS FLOW
FREELY, MONEY CHANGES HANDS
DANCER'S JOCKS FULL OF BILLS.
A VERY MIXED GAY CROWD OF YOUNG AND OLD
BLACK WHITE DRAG QUEEN AND STRAIT LOOKING.
THE CAMERA TRACKS THROUGH THE FACES AND BODIES
AND WE SEE EVERYTHING ONE WOULD
EXPECT TO SEE IN THIS
TYPE OF ESTABLISHMENT.
OPEN DRUG USE, PEOPLE SNORTING POPPERS,
DRAG QUEENS BEING DRAG QUEENS, KISSING, GAMES OF POOL, ORAL SEX IN DARK
CORNERS, LOTS OF CONVERSATIONS.
EXT: / INT. LATER SAME NIGHT.
ON THE ROAD. LAWSON AND A TRICK FROM THE BAR
DRIVING DOWN A LONG LONELY WINDING ROAD.
IT'S A LONG DESOLATE STRIP OF ROAD AND EVERYTHING
IS QUIET WHICH MAY REFLECT THE TIME OF NIGHT/MORNING IT ACTUALLY IS.
INT: NIGHT/MORNING. FARM HOUSE BED ROOM
LAWSON AND THE TRICK.
THE MOON NOW FILTERS THROUGH THE CURTAINS LIGHTING THE ROOM IN STRANGE
SHADOWS AND SHAPES AS LAWSON AND HIS COMPANION LAY IN BED HAVING SEX.
INT: DAWN. LAWSON, SITTING ON THE SIDE OF THE BED.
POST SEX AFTER GLOW.
MAN
(Laying In bed)
That was fucking fantastic. I needed that all week.
You were the cutest dancer tonight.
Thanks for coming back here with me.
HE JUMPS UP AND GOES TO THE SHOWER.
CALLING OUT TO LAWSON
Do you think you could take a taxi back, I have a really early day. Just
add it to what I owe you. I hope I can see you again
next weekend. Oh, it's on the dresser sweet heart in that
envelope.
LAWSON
No Problem.
(A Pause and then)
LAWSON PICKS UP THE ENVELOPE.
INT: / EXT: DAYBREAK. LAWSON.
THE LONG RIDE HOME IN THE BACK OF A TAXI.
THE METER READS 38.60 AND COUNTING.
THE SUN LIGHT BEGINS TO RISE BEHIND THEM AND SUDDENLY LAWSON'S NOSE
BEGINS TO BLEED A SLOW
TRICKLE OF BLOOD AGAIN.
INT: MORNING. DARK HALLWAY. LAWSON'S APARTMENT BUILDING. LAWSON
FUMBLES WITH A GROCERY BAG AND HIS KEYS. FINDS HIS WAY INSIDE TURNING ON
A LIGHT AND LOCKING THE DOOR SHUT BEHIND HIMSELF.
ASLEEP ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR IS ELIJAH.
HE WAKES WITH THE LIGHT TURNING ON.
LAWSON MAKES HIS WAY INSIDE TO THE KITCHEN.
SOON ELIJAH ENTERS THE KITCHEN . HE WEARS UNDERWEAR ONLY.
HE IS AN ATTRACTIVE YOUNGMAN OF ABOUT SEVENTEEN.
HE TAKES A SEAT AT THE TABLE SLEEPY EYED.
THERE IS A STRANGE PAUSE AND THEN:
LAWSON
Did you eat ?
ELIJAH
No. Fucked up night. I got ripped off. Got a hold of some bad
X. Lost my phone book with every important phone number I had in it.
Almost got hit by a car. Just a Fucked up nite.
Almost got shot by a cop.
LAWSON
Happens like that sometimes.
LAWSON STARTS MAKING THEM BREAKFAST
LAWSON V.O.
In order to understand a guy like ELIJAH, and I guess why I like him so
much I need only look at myself, or my kid brother before the suicide.
But really the truth is, Eli's not like me at all... or Randy.
I admire him for who he is. Truth is he's not some stuck in the mud
little runaway from the Midwest at all.
Nor is he some frail assed little white boy running away
from one kind of fucked up evil abuse after another.
No, Eli's not running away from anything or anyone.
Eli's a rich kid from the city with great folks and nannies and tutors
and people who love him and horse's and shit.
FLASH BACK---
EXT. DAY
ELIJAH FIGHTING WITH HIS PARENTS ON THE
GREAT LAWN OF A MANSION.
BACK TO PRESENT---
V.O. cont.
Eli's just a Gay kid with no shame to his game.
And he's out here slumming it with us trying to swallow
it all down. All in one big gulp.
He also likes to stick it to his folks as often as humanly
possible. Maybe that's why I like him so much.
INT: MORNING. LAWSON AND ELIJAH AT THE
TABLE EATING BREAKFAST.
IN SILENCE.
SOUND NOW:
ELIJAH /SFX.
So anyway, I got him all tied up now and he's in the great
Dane position. And I'm Fucking the shit out of him, I mean
a good deep dickin' is taking place here... and I'm on coke
too, I mean we both are. So I'm thinking this is gonna'
be an all night Fuck right...
INT: MORNING. LAWSON AND ELIJAH
LAUNDRY MAT. LAWSON AND ELIJAH DOING LAUNDRY
SPIN CYCLE. ABOUT TEN OTHER CUSTOMERS AROUND.
ELIJAH cont.
Ya' know what I'm saying...
So anyway, he's screaming like a Goddamn monkey crack
whore and all of a sudden, in walks his Fuckin' wife.
Only the bitch's in this Cop's uniform.
So naturally I'm thinking the hell you say, this shit's gonna' cost you
extra. Only she starts freaking the fuck out on us.
So now he's freaking out, she's freaking out and I just
wanna' get paid by this time... Now remember I got him
tied up now and all of a sudden he starts acting like a
Goddamned trapped Gibbon, trying to get free !
And then it hits me ! She's a real fucking cop, and she
ain't planing to join in, in fact she wasn't expecting to come home and
find her old man doggy style taking one for the home team ya' know what
I mean ?
And then it really hits me, This bitch is still behind me !
And I know this can't be good... especially with my record
for breaking up happy homes and with the cops in general.
And right at about that moment, he's broken loose and
I just jumped the fuck up and I'm searching for my jeans
now and I remember, we got a trail of clothes an' shit...
all over the Fucking house. I mean from the front door to the bed room
we got clothes everywhere !
The next thing you know, they're fighting. I mean they're fighting like
two men would fight. It was fucking surreal.
I mean they're beating the shit out of each other, but I got my jeans
now in one hand, underwear and boots in the other
and I'm gonna' be okay. I mean, I'm not sticking around.
Fuck the money, fuck the drugs on the coffee table, fuck this whole
scene is what I'm thinking... sometimes it's just time to
clear out, you know... let a couple have a moment.
I climbed out through the doggie door because they got those double lock
things on the door. Goddamn snoopy dog
followed me half the way to the bus stop, he didn't even want to stick
around for that scene. And he lived there.
I'm telling you LAWSON, I'm never going back to that
bar again. And Six bucks now for a cocktail...
The place is just bad vibes these days, bad vibes.
Snobs, Rich married men, over priced drinks and bad
vibes. That's just the kind of place that can get my fake I.D.
snatched ya' know. And for what ? Bad Vibes.
LAWSON
Yeah, I was there for a minute myself last night.
It's definitely bad vibes. Not healthy.
LAWSON SURVEYS THE LAUNDROMAT CUSTOMERS NOW
THEY'VE CLEARED HALF OF THEM OUT WITH THIS FRANK
CONVERSATION. AN OLD WOMAN COLLECTS THE LAST OF
HER CLOTHES LEAVING SHE MUMBLES
OLD WOMAN
If I wasn't a Christian woman....
ON HER WAY-OUT THE DOOR. AND SHE EXITS DISGUSTED.
ELIJAH CONTINUES WITHOUT REGARD.
ELIJAH
So, do you think you could get me some of that Vodka this morning?..
LAWSON JUST SHOOTS HIM A LOOK.
EXT.: BALTIMORE CITY STREETS. MORNING.
LAWSON AND ELIJAH WALKING DOWN THE STREETS
THEY WALK WITH LAUNDRY, GROCERY BAGS AND SMOKES
DANGLING FROM THEIR LIPS.
B.G. PEOPLE OUT AND ABOUT. STORES OPENING UP.
ETC.
ELIJAH cont.
So this crazy fucking guy is so waked out of his mind
he starts going off on this guy he said he knew back in
Atlanta. The one who's dying. So, this guy's dying right,
only he doesn't want it to be of the big A. Ya' know what
I mean?... It's like, anything but AIDS. So he tells me, the guy goes
out and hires this Hustler. Now this guy's supposedly
some kind of Doctor only now he doesn't practice anymore.
Anyway, so he can still get all of this shit. You know, drugs for pain,
a scalpel and a rib spreader. Shit like that.
All the stuff they would need to do this thing with.
LAWSON
The Hustlers a doctor ?
ELIJAH
No, no, no... The guy who's dying of the big A, is the
doctor. Keep up LAWSON. Anyway, all of his life he was some kind of
weird neurotic nymphomaniac. Some weird shit.
I don't know what you call it, couldn't control himself.
The guy was like always fucking. Like a rabbit or something.
He couldn't help it though. But anyway, you see what that
got him... Now he's dying of the big A.
So, he decides that he's not going out like that.
He goes out and hires this Hustler. The plan is, he'll
pay the guy Five thousand large to drug him up, cut open his
chest, take the rib spreader and open him up and
Fuck him in his heart until he's completely Fuckin' dead.
Now I ask you, is that not the sickest shit you've heard
all day or what ?!
But, think about it... for five grand... I don't know.
It's not my heart that's heavy with cream of some young guy.... Plus,
ya' know...
it's a memory that'll last a life time. That's a story you could tell
for a life time.
LAWSON
Okay, now tell me again how you meet these insane fucking
people again ? To even sit around a bar and tell that story
one has to be lacking some sort of brain chemical.
Jesus, I feel dirty just talking to you Eli.
I feel like I need another shower just walking on the
same side of this side walk with you!
ELIJAH
Five Grand... like you wouldn't at least think about it if it
were offered to you. I know I would.
Hey, let's get some of those cigars too. The fat ones.
(Lawson Shoots him a look)
EXT: BALTIMORE. MORNING. OUTSIDE A LIQUOR
STORE. LAWSON INSIDE, ELIJAH WAITING OUTSIDE.
EVEN THOUGH EARLY IN THE MORNING IT MAYBE
MEN STILL CRUISE ELIJAH AND HE LOVES IT.
INT: LIQUOR STORE. AT THE COUNTER. LAWSON PEERS OUT
THROUGH THE GLASS AT ELIJAH.
ELIJAH CHATS WITH A COUPLE OF JOHNS.
NOTHING AUDIBLE NEEDED.
ELIJAH SIMPLY HAS THAT CHARM AND THOSE LOOKS.
CUT TO: EXT: LATER. BALTIMORE SIDEWALKS.
LAWSON AND ELIJAH CONTINUING DOWN THE STREETS.
MORNING.
LAWSON
I just don't know Eli. I mean, I really need to get some
sleep before tonight. It's Friday night ya' know.
Busy, busy, busy. Lot of money tonight. I thought I'd go down by the
pier tonight. Change of scene. I think maybe you should go down there
with me.
ELIJAH
Just let me do this thing first...
You'll hardly even know were there. Trust me.
LAWSON
Bullshit. Look, you wanted my opinion so here it is.
I just think it's a stupid idea. It's the same as having
a fucking pimp. What do I look like, some crack whore
who needs some guy to protect me by taking all of my money. Save me from
myself and my cash.
That's for bitches Eli. Come on, were better than that.
ELIJAH
But that's not what it's about at all... listen again, only
this time hear me. On call, exclusive parties, out calls
only. It's a totally better class of people. Rich guy's!
LAWSON
Just tell me again why you need my apartment ?
LAWSON
You know, for a YOUNGMAN you don't listen too good.
Because, you have to have an address to get on with these
guys. I told you that three times already. Otherwise,
they may as well just go right out on the streets and get
any skank assed punk. That's not what their about.
Look, they come over... they meet us, sort of check us
out. And then, if they like what they see and why not
we're a class act. And then we're in.
FLASHBACK---
INT.
ELIJAH IN A CLUB. NOTHING AUDIBLE OVER THE
CLUB MUSIC.
TALKING TO: RICHIE, ANTONIO, AND CAROLS.
BACK TO PRESENT---
ELIJAH cont.
You get a pager and everything. And when it goes off,
you just call in, get the instructions and a driver comes
and picks you up. It's better than an escort agency too.
The best part is they send a car for you. Can you believe that shit ?!
You get a fucking driver !
No more working the streets or those skank assed clubs
like the 101 room. I mean, that place is really bad vibes.
LAWSON
I just think it all sounds too good to be true.
Like there's a catch. And that mean's there usually is.
Unlike you my young friend, I may have been born last
night, but I've been up all day.
ELIJAH
Goddamn your cynical... do you have any idea how cynical
you sound right now. Who the hell pissed in your corn flakes
because it wasn't me okay.
What's the catch you say?... Okay, as I understand it
what ever the guy gives you for payment. You can only keep
like twenty-five percent. I think that's what he said.
The guy at the club... RICHIE, I think is his name.
I got the number right here. The rest you give to the
driver. But still it's like a guaranteed two or three hundred bucks for
you in your pocket. And the room, everything
else is paid for. It's all paid for.
LAWSON
And you don't think there's something just a little bit wrong with all
of that do you ? You don't think that like,
maybe that sounds just a little too easy for all of that
cash ? These guy's sound like the Mob, Eli. Regular
Gangsters.
ELIJAH
They are gangsters LAWSON, I never said they weren't.
They're the new Gangster's. Come on just meet 'em.
Come on.... please... I promise, if you don't like 'em...
then I won't do it either. I'm telling you, these guys are
the real deal. I should have called them last weekend
when I first met them at the club. After last night,
man I need a change. And so do you.
We're going to make a lot of money LAWSON, a lot of
money ! Trust somebody for once.
INT: AFTERNOON. LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
@ THE FRONT DOOR. AS ELIJAH ANSWERS IT.
ELIJAH'S POV
ENTER: RICHIE, ANTONIO, AND CARLOS.
THEY ARE MID TWENTIES EARLY THIRTIES.
WELL DRESSED AND SHOW JUST A HINT OF DANGER
AND INTRIGUE BUT OVER ALL VERY PLEASANT TO THE EYES.
ELIJAH
RICHIE, so good to see you again. Hey, sorry I waited
so long but I told you I'd call right ?
LAWSON NODS HELLO
Oh yeah, this is my friend that I was telling you about.
LAWSON. He want's to hear all about what you guy's got
goin' too. We think it sounds like a good idea.
LAWSON
Well, Eli was telling me a little.
ELIJAH
Can I get you guy's something to drink?
I got some of that Vodka that you guy's were drinking at the club. That
Russian stuff. Stoli. Cause I remembered
that's what you were drinking. And it was good.
Come on in, make your selves comfortable. Have a seat.
THEY MAKE THERE WAY INSIDE SITTING DOWN NOW.
RICHIE
I'll have a shot of that. It's good shit right ?
ELIJAH
Oh yea, the best...
RICHIE
Oh, let me introduce everybody here...
This is ANTONIO, and that's CARLOS.
ELIJAH
Shot's for everybody then ?
INT: LATER SAME AFTERNOON.
LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
LAWSON, ELIJAH, RICHIE, ANTONIO AND CARLOS
AT THE KITCHEN TABLE. BOTTLE OF VODKA ALMOST
EMPTY.
ANTONIO
The Problem with most of that shit was, there was no
real money in it. But this is a sure Fuckin' thing.
With RICHIES contacts, shit. And we've worked all of
the kink's out. Hell, we even got some of the straight
guy's on the corner just looking to get high interested for
that kind of' money.
RICHIE
But that shit won't fly. The key here, is professionalism.
I mean, I don't give a bugs Dick, who people kiss.
But if I'm on this thing, I need pro's because that's what my
clientele demand. And no straight guy, just looking to
get paid is gonna' be able to do this the right way.
I need pro's, and that means Fag's. No offense.
I mean, I got clients lined up out the ass, and let's
face it I'm certainly not going to sleep with them.
But, that's where you two come in. I mean, you're already
doing it anyway... so why not get paid what your worth
for it. Why not we all get paid for it?
CARLOS
We set everything up. Everything's safe.
Nobody Fuck's with you, trust me on that. Or they end
up seriously missing. And all the Hotel's you'll frequent
we already own the security guard. In fact, most of the
time they will be your eye's and ears for real trouble.
They'll be looking out for you, Richie's got 'em in pocket.
We've been doing this with the ladies for sometime.
LAWSON
But what's our take... what's this twenty five percent ?
CARLOS
Twenty-five percent?... who told you that ?
dream on Nancy boy. Thirteen percent is what you get.
Which on average is about Three hundred and fifty dollars.
Plus, all clients are instructed to tip well.
That's going to average about five to seven bills a date.
Time's that by about two to three dates a night each.
You do the math.
LAWSON
I don't get it. Then How much are you making if we're
just getting thirteen percent. It seems to me we're doing all of the
work. I'm not trying to be rude... and how many more of us are there
?... besides just me and Eli ?
RICHIE
I like this guy. First of all, I don't think that was rude at
all. I think It was a very good question and it shows you
pay attention. I hate stupid people. Your very smart.
Okay, you're really not doing all of the work.
You see, my clients like a little recreation with their
Ideal sex. I try to deliver both. get it, the Boy, the Girl and
the blow. Or what ever it is that floats their boat.
Ludes, smack, crack, pot LSD... Acid.... Coke... speed.
And I've been doing this very successfully with the ladies for over a
year and a half now. Not one arrest, and then it hit me. Half of my
clients are well to do Gay men.
Lot's of disposable income. Like to party. Maybe, they don't want to
party alone no more. Now I'll admit, this part is a little new to me...
and you'll be the first. But I've been
talking to some of my best customers and they seem all
up for the idea. No pun intended. Were like your agents.
CARLOS
And we are not pimps... that just sounds bad.
We're Drug dealers with shit on the side. That sounds
much better to me. I mean, pimps beat on people.
We don't beat on ladies or Fags. If thats what you were
worried about.
ANTONIO
Just don't Fuck with the product.
Once you deliver it into his hands and he gives you the money. Then you
can get as freaky with him as you want
to, you can even do as much of it as you and him want to.
It's paid for then. Minus the tip, turn everything over to the
the driver. Richie finds, and unless you don't want it
like this... that a Giant check every three days seems to
help you guys out more than just daily money.
That's the way most of the Girls do it.
They get like three or four grand every three days.
And just live on the tips... which ain't bad alone.
And Richie won't Fuck you on money. He won't Fuck you.
Even when one Of the girls had a problem once...
she thought she was due more... I personally seen Richie
come out of his own pocket and give that to her. And then later, she
figured it out. And did he ask for that nine
hundred dollars back. No! Because that's the kind of guy
he is.
RICHIE
These guy's range from some my hornier Bankers,
to Doctors and Lawyers. I even have an Ambassador.
LAWSON
And just what is it that we do ?
RICHIE
Do what you do best. And count your money.
These are not your Blue velvet run of the mill freaks.
And your not hour boy's. Nor are you Choir boy's.
Sometimes you will be paid for whole nights with one person... even
whole weekends sometimes.
But the tip alone will make it all worth while. His and mine.
ELIJAH
Did I not tell you, Lawson ?... This is a Fuckin' sweet
deal man !
LAWSON
And when would all of this come together ?
RICHIE
My shit's in place for the most part. A Couple of phone
calls to my big spenders, let them know I got a couple of
Boy toy's now too. Maybe as early as Midnight.
But, remember you're it. I only have you two.
So, you might be a little busy for a while. That is, if
you're in.
LAWSON
Why so few, I mean... there's tons of other Boy's out there.
RICHIE
I'm really not in the habit to advertise such services and job openings.
I just saw your man Eli dancing at the club the other night and I
thought he'd be perfect. Something
about his attitude. The way he had all of these guy's and girls just
eating out of his hands. Kid must have turned five tricks in two hours
at that club the other night. I was impressed. Never broke a sweat or
even had a hair
out of place. I just kept watching him... and then I gave him my number
and told him to give me a call.
You know, most of these Fag's out there that I've seen so far
are homeless skanks. But now, you and your boy Eli here.
Now that, I think I can work with. Youth, there's something about youth
and older men. They love it. Eat the shit up.
But now that maybe you're interested, you two can be my eye's and ears
for some more fresh blood. New Talent.
No Fucking Speed freaks, nothing worst than a Gay
speed freak. We need about five or six more to really make some money.
Too many, and that's no good. Too few, and you guys never get a break. I
want you guy's to be happy too.
That's why we just need about four to six, clean cut
good-looking tall slim boy's who suck Dick. And what ever else it is
that you do... I don't wanna' know.
And the younger the better... for some reason everybody's into chicken.
Or is it called Twink? I want a black one,
a Hispanic one and an Asian one too. And a couple more white ones just
like yourselves. People love that vanilla shit.
I personally need a little color in my world but... We'll make some
serious money if we give the people what they want.
ELIJAH
I want in...
RICHIE
Good... let's make this happen. But the one who Impresses me most still
needs to think about it huh...?
Antonio, give me your Pager.
ANTONIO HANDS RICHIE HIS PAGER.
RICHIE GIVES IT TO ELIJAH.
LAWSON
And what if things just don't work out?
RICHIE
Than find me a replacement as good or better than you.
That's all... and walk away.
(Pause)
A PAUSE AND THEN:
LAWSON
Okay. I'm in. I'll try it.
THE SOUND NOW:
MUSIC: ORIGINAL SCORE.
RICHIE
All right... You had me worried for a second there.
After meeting you, I really don't think I could launch this now without
you. You're smart. I want you to take charge...
Of the guy's. As they come in. Carlos, Pager !
CARLOS HANDS RICHIE HIS PAGER.
RICHIE GIVES IT TO LAWSON.
Gentleman... welcome to the wonderful world of
better living through sex and drugs.
RICHIE COUNTS OUT A WAD OF BILLS.
HE PUTS THEM ON THE TABLE.
SWIGS FROM THE VODKA BOTTLE AND STANDS TO EXIT
RICHIE cont.
A little sign on, to seal the deal. Buy yourselves something
pretty. Remember, there are no poor people in this organization. Dress
the part. We gotta' be going.
Lot of phone calls need to take place. Carlos, you
got that... And call Stavro's too.
I'll page you guy's with more info. There is a lot of money to
be made and we are going to make all of it.
So, make me Rich !
AND WITH THAT, RICHIE, ANTONIO AND CARLOS SAY THEIR GOOD-BYES AND EXIT.
EXT :/ INT: NIGHT AND RAIN. LAWSON'S APARTMENT
SFX: THE SOUND OF PAGERS GOING OFF.
MUSIC CONTINUES THROUGHOUT
LAWSON AND ELIJAH GETTING DRESSED.
SUITS AND TIES.
THE SOUND NOW: THE MUSIC; AS IT TURNS TO
"LET'S GO OUT TONIGHT" WANG CHUNG
THROUGHOUT WHAT FOLLOWS.
EXT: BALTIMORE CITY SKY LINE. NIGHT.
INT: TOWN CAR BACK SEAT. NIGHT. ELIJAH
BEING CHAUFFEURED THROUGH THE DOWNTOWN
DISTRICT'S WET STREETS.
INT: ANOTHER TOWN CAR. NIGHT.
LAWSON BEING CHAUFFEURED THROUGH THE WET RIVER FRONT DISTRICT STREETS.
MUSIC CONTINUES.
MED. SHOT. WESTIN PLAZA HOTEL.
EXT: NIGHT. AS THE TOWN CAR PULLS IN, LAWSON EXITS.
AND DISAPPEARS INTO THE TALL GLASS STRUCTURE.
INT: ELEVATOR GOING UP. WESTIN HOTEL.
LAWSON IN THE GLASS ELEVATOR.
HE STEPS OFF OF THE ELEVATOR AND WALKS DOWN
THE LONG CORRIDOR TO ROOM 6708.
THE MUSIC FADES WITH THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR.
AND THE DOOR OPENS TO REVEAL: STAVROS.
HE IS A HANDSOME GENTLEMAN OF ABOUT 50-55.
DISTINGUISHED LOOKING. FIT AND TONED.
TANNED. HE SPEAKS WITH AN ACCENT.
STAVROS
Hello, I'm Stavros. And you, you must be Lawson ?
Mr.Vandange did not do you justice over the telephone.
You are quite handsome indeed. please, won't you come
in please?
LAWSON ENTERS THE HOTEL SUITE.
STAVROS CLOSES AND LOCKS THE DOOR.
Do you have something for me ?
LAWSON
oh, yes. Yes, I do.
LAWSON HANDS OVER A NEAT LITTLE PACKAGE
WRAPPED IN CLOTH.
STAVROS OPENS IT AT ONCE POURING IT OUT ONTO
THE COFFEE TABLE.
IT'S ABOUT THREE EIGHT BALLS OF COCAINE.
SOME PILLS AND SOME ROCK COCAINE.
STAVROS
Please, my handsome guest... have a seat. Make yourself
comfortable. Let me take your jacket and get you a drink.
Me, I'm having brandy myself... what would you like?
LAWSON
I'll have the same, please.
STAVROS
Excellent.
STAVROS TAKES LAWSON'S COAT AND POURS HIM A
BRANDY JOINING HIM AT THE SOFA.
Please have a seat. we are early yet. Dinner is still
one and a half hours away.
LAWSON SITS DOWN ON THE PLUSH SOFA.
STAVROS JOINS HIM AND BEGINS TO CUT THE COKE WITH A RAZOR BLADE. HE
MAKES LARGE LINES AND THEN
SNORTS ONE. A PAUSE AND THEN HE OFFERS LAWSON
WHO SNORTS A LARGE LINE AS WELL.
STAVROS SOON MOVES IN CLOSER TO LAWSON ON THE
SOFA REACHING OUT FOR HIS HAND. LAWSON COMPLIES
EXTENDING IT OUTWARD. STAVROS KISSES IT
AND THEN DUMPS ENOUGH COKE ON HIS ARM TO
DROP AN ELEPHANT. HE QUICKLY SNORTS IT ALL OFF.
THE SOUND NOW: CLUB MUSIC
INT: NIGHT. NIGHT CLUB.
VIP TABLE. STAVROS AND LAWSON HIGH AS A KITE
IGNORING THEIR DINNER COLD ON THE TABLE.
THEY ARE ENJOYING EACH OTHER'S COMPANY
PERHAPS THEY'LL EVEN SHARE A CHAIR.
EXT: NIGHT. BALTIMORE SKY LINE.
INT: NIGHT. YACHT CABIN.
ELIJAH AND AN OLDER GENTLEMAN
HAVING SEX. SHAPES AND SHADOWS WITH THE
MOON LIGHT.
CLUB MUSIC CONTINUES.
INT: NIGHT CLUB.
LAWSON AND STAVROS ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
FLASH CUT TO: INT: AT STAVROS' HOTEL ROOM DOOR.
AS LAWSON AND STAVROS STRUGGLE TO GET
INTO THE ROOM. THEY ARE ALL OVER EACH OTHER
AND STILL SNORTING COKE.
THEY ENTER AND COOK UP SOME COKE, SMOKING IT.
LAWSON DANCES FOR STAVROS
INT: BACK OF THE TOWN CAR.
INT:/EXT:
ELIJAH BEING CHAUFFEURED BACK HOME.
THE SOUND NOW ORIGINAL MUSIC:
INT: STAVROS HOTEL ROOM. DAWN.
LAWSON GETTING DRESSED.
STAVROS KISSES HIS NECK AS HE DRESSES.
BALTIMORE SKYLINE IN B.G.
DISSOLVE INTO: INT./EXT: MORNING.
LAWSON IN THE BACK SEAT OF THE TOWN CAR.
THE LONG RIDE HOME.
INT: MORNING. LAWSONS LONG APARTMENT HALLWAY.
LAWSON TURNS THE KEY AND ENTERS.
ELIJAH SITS ON THE SOFA IN UNDERWEAR ONLY.
EILJAH
And how was your night sunshine ?
LAWSON
Fantastic. I just realized something...
ELIJAH
Me too.... but you first.
LAWSON
I've been doin this all wrong for way too long.
And I made a three hundred dollar tip. And he was so nice
to me. And so handsome. Sexy. He was even sexy.
ELIJAH
I did Heroin for the first time in my life tonight.
(Pause)
LAWSON FLOPS DOWN NEXT TO ELIJAH
LAWSON
And how was that ?
ELIJAH
See for your self.
MUSIC NOW: "WAY DOWN IN THE HOLE" TOM WAITS.
INT: COFFEE TABLE SHOT. C.U.
ABOUT A QUARTER OF A GRAM OF CHINA WHITE.
A RAZOR AND A STRAW.
INT: DUSK. LATER .SAME AS BEFORE. SUN FADING IN B.G.
MUSIC CONTINUES UNTIL:
ELIJAH
Let's go out. We're rich. The night is opon us.
We're young. We should go out.
LAWSON
What the hell... but bring the drugs.
EXT. NIGHT. THE HUSTLER BAR. AS
LAWSON AND ELIJAH EXIT A TAXI.
LAWSON cont.
Listen to me... when we get inside, I think you should
make a gesture to Mike. You know, something
nice. You peed in his trash can.
ELIJAH
Fuck Mike, he hates me.
LAWSON
He doesn't hate you. You pissed in his trash can.
Just do it for me then.
INT: NIGHT. HUSTLER BAR.
LAWSON AND ELIJAH ENTER AND MAKE THERE WAY
TO THE BAR.
AT THE BAR:
MIKE
Mutt and Fuckin' Jeff... how's tricks?
(To Lawson)
Missed you last night.
LAWSON
Long story. Remind me to tell you about it when I'm not
so fucked up.
MIKE
When's that suppose to be...
Hey kid...
LAWSON
Say hello Eli.
MIKE
Has your boyfriend got you potty trained tonight ?
ELIJAH
Yeah... sorry about that. I was Fucked up.
It won't happen again.
MIKE
Your a good kid. Now, what can I get ya' ?
The usual Lawson ?
ELIJAH
Not tonight. And I'm buying. So, how about a top shelf
round. Don't forget to pour yourself one too.
MIKE
Yeah, right... I like mine neat.
ELIJAH
Well lets do that for everyone then... Top shelf please.
ELIJAH HANDS MIKE A FIFTY DOLLAR BILL.
THE BAR IS NOT BUSY YET. MAYBE SEVEN OR EIGHT PEOPLE
MIKE HOLDS THE BILL UP TO THE LIGHT TO CHECK IT.
You like that... looks pretty good right.
Careful, I just made that one... might still be wet.
MIKE SHOOTS ELIJAH A LOOK.
THEN HE GOES AROUND THE BAR TAKING ORDERS.
MIKE
Top shelf... place your orders. It's on the gentleman
down here ! Eli ! Twenty-one fifty, out of fifty.
INT: HUSTLER BAR. LATER SAME NIGHT.
THE PLACE RESEMBLES A NICE PRIVATE PARTY.
LAWSON AND ELIJAH BUYING THE NIGHT. GOOD JUKEBOX
MUSIC. LIVELY CONVERSATION.
L.S. INT: HUSTLER BAR.
B.G. AS LAWSON AND A YOUNG MAN EXIT FOR THE RESTROOMS.
ELIJAH IN THE MIDDLE OF ONE OF HIS STORIES CONTINUES
WITHOUT NOTICE.
INT: HUSTLER BAR. RESTROOM STALL.
LAWSON AND THE YOUNGMAN. SNORTING DRUGS
SOON THE YOUNGMAN GOES DOWN ON LAWSON IN THE
STALL. LAWSON CONTINUES DOING DRUGS EVEN WITH A
CLIMAX. MORE DRUGS FOR BOTH AND SOON THE YOUNG
MAN BEGINS TO VOMIT. LAWSON EXITS THE STALL
-LAUGHING AS HE ZIPS HIS PANTS BACK UP. HE STOPS
AT THE MIRROR AND SINK. HIS NOSE BLEEDING AGAIN.
THE SOUNDS NOW: JUKEBOX MUSIC:
"SAVE THE LAST DANCE" THE DRIFTERS
SFX:
CONVERSATION B.G. AND THE YOUNGMAN
IN THE STALL PUKING.
LAWSON STARES INTO THE MIRROR FOR A LONG BEAT.
PEOPLE COME IN AND GO OUT ETC.
THE MUSIC CONTINUES INTO:
EXT. BALTIMORE CITY SKY LINE. NIGHT.
INT: NIGHT. BACK SEAT OF THE TOWN CAR.
LAWSON BEING CHAUFFEURED.
INT: LAWSON'S APARTMENT. NIGHT.
ELIJAH ASLEEP ON THE SOFA UNTIL-
HIS PAGER GOES OFF. HE FALLS OFF OF THE SOFA
IN A DRUNK, HUNG OVER STATE OF SLOTH.
INT: NIGHT. LAWSON IN THE ELEVATOR
GOING UP.
INT: HOTEL CORRIDOR. ROOM 4507
THE MUSIC ENDS AS LAWSON KNOCKS ON THE DOOR.
IT OPENS TO:
TWO BEAUTIFUL WOMEN. ONE FORTIES WHITE.
ONE TWENTIES ASIAN.
LAWSON ENTERS THE SUITE AND HANDS OVER THE PACKAGE.
HE TURNS TO EXIT AND THEN.
BLONDE (GERMAN ACCENT)
Get undressed now.
LIKE A FRIGHTENED PUPPY DOG LAWSON STRIPS NUDE.
INT: LATER, SAME NIGHT. ROOM 4507.ON THE BED.
A DRUG INDUCED THREE-WAY.
THE LADIES ARE CLEARLY IN CHARGE HERE AS THEY
BARK ORDERS TO LAWSON.
THEY FEED HIM COCAINE LIKE CANDY AS THEY BASICALLY SEX THEMSELVES UP
USING LAWSON ONLY AS A
HUMAN DILDO.
EXT: MORNING. BALTIMORE IN THE B.G.
INT: BACK OF THE TOWN CAR.
THINGS SEEM TO MOVE A BIT SLOWLY FOR LAWSON NOW
HE FREELY SNORTS COKE OFF OF HIS HAND.
EXT. LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
TOWN CAR PULLS UP OUTSIDE.
LAWSON EXIT'S AND GOES INTO THE DARK HALLWAY.
INT. LAWSON ENTERS HIS LIVING ROOM.
ELIJAH STILL DRESSED IN A SUIT SITS ON THE SOFA
SMOKING FROM A CRACK PIPE.
LAWSON SITS BESIDE HIM NOTHING TO BE SAID
AND JOINS HIM AT THE PIPE THEY SIT IN THE DARK
BLINDS CLOSED SMOKING ROCK.
MUSIC NOW: THROUGH WHAT FOLLOWS.
'I'm coming out" DIANA ROSS
MONTAGE:
LAWSON AND ELIJAH BACK SEAT OF THE TOWN CAR.
MANY DIFFERENT NIGHT'S.
THIS MONTAGE SHOULD REPRESENT ABOUT THREE MONTHS.
INT: / EXT: VARIOUS BALTIMORE CITY SHOTS.
INT: / EXT: VARIOUS HOTEL CORRIDORS AND LOBBIES.
INT: VARIOUS NIGHTS ALONE IN THE DARK
LAWSON AND ELIJAH DOING DRUGS ETC.
INT: VARIOUS HOTEL ROOMS AND VARIOUS CLIENTS.
SOME STRANGE, SOME PRETTY COOL.
LAWSON V.O.
Some times the only thing that is really unbearable,
it that nothing is really so fucking unbearable.
INT: LAWSON ENTERING A HOTEL ROOM.
MUSIC CONTINUES.
LAWSON V.O. cont.
And on this side of the bridge you understand nothing.
But as you step lightly across it to madness you are upheld by
timelessness.
INT: LAWSON EXITS A HOTEL ROOM. NIGHT.
CORRIDOR.
HE STOPS IN THE HALL NOW LEANING AGAINST THE WALL
AND SNORTS A LINE.
SUDDENLY BLOOD APPEARS ON HIS SHIRT SLEEVE.
HIS NOSE BLEEDS AGAIN.
HE SOBS AGAINST THE WALL DESOLATELY AND WITHOUT CONTROL A BROKEN CHILD
IN AN ADULT WORLD.
STRANGERS PASS BY AND STARE ETC.
LAWSON V.O.cont.
And there you are directed straight to the belly of the demon.
And here you are complete forever.
There is no road to travel and no time to travel
through. All you have to do is let go. Let go.
INT: TOWN CAR. NIGHT.
LAWSON, BACK SEAT EYE'S SWOLLEN FROM THE TEARS
BEING CHAUFFEURED HOME.
FLASHBACK--
INT: / EXT: AFTERNOON.
LAWSON AND HIS BROTHER RANDY IN THE LIMO
ENROUTE TO THEIR MOTHERS FUNERAL
AHEAD OF THEM IS THE HEARSE.
BACK TO PRESENT---
INT: TOWN CAR. NIGHT. LAWSONS NOSE BECOMES A
RIVER.
HE TELLS THE DRIVER TO PULL OVER.
HE RUNS FROM THE CAR AND DOWN THE STREETS.
A LONG PAUSE
EXT: NIGHT. BALTIMORE STREETS.
LAWSON WALKS THE STREETS. THOUGH HE WEARS A SUIT AND TIE
HIS SHIRT IS BLOOD STAINED AS IF A TERRIBLE
FIGHT HAD TAKEN PLACE. HE DRINKS FROM A BOTTLE
OF WILD TURKEY. OCCASIONALLY
HE GIVES AWAY MONEY .
INT. NIGHT. HOTEL ROOM.
ELIJAH DANCING IN A JOCK STRAP FOR AN OLDER GENTLEMAN. HE WEARS A COWBOY
HAT AND BOOTS.
THE OLDER MAN CLAPS ALONG TO THE BEAT.
EXT: AFTERNOON. SIDE WALK CAFE.
LAWSON AND ELIJAH HAVING LUNCH.
THEY LOOK RADIANT SOME HOW THIS AFTERNOON.
CLEAN, WELL DRESSED.
ELIJAH
I don't even have to say it. Because I already know
what your thinking. You feel the same about it.
LAWSON
(To Waiter)
Can I have another bloody Mary please ?
(To ELIJAH)
My nose bleeds have been getting worse.
Everyday... worse and worse.
ELIJAH
We need a break.
LAWSON
Yeah... from snorting up all of Baltimore we need
a fucking break.
ELIJAH
I'm just saying at least if we found some more people
we could take a real break. Maybe a whole week.
LAWSON
I need to see a fucking doctor. Not to mention a shrink.
Headaches... panic attacks. I'm fucking exhausted.
ELIJAH
Well I'm the one who keeps getting stuck with all of
the weird geriatric ones.
LAWSON
Weird?... I was raped by two dykes! Twice !
And I don't do fish !
ELIJAH
That's gonna' scar you for life ya' know.
What did they make you do?
(Lawson shoots him a look)
We need to find about three more people.
THE WAITER RETURNS WITH DRINKS AND
EXITS INTO B.G.
LAWSON
I just need to get some sleep. I can't even think
straight right now. Let's plan on sometime next week.
It's gonna' be a busy week this week.
There's that Doctors convention. Richie says expect
a lot of business from that. They're working it hard.
So let's just hold off. And then we'll go out clubbing
and looking. We'll get through this week just fine.
So, smile... it's the next best thing you can do with
your lips.
LAWSON STANDS TO EXIT THROWING DOWN
A FIFTY DOLLAR BILL.
I gotta' get out of here... I gotta' get some sleep.
Do me a favor, when my food gets here just wrap it to
go and put it in the fridge for me. I'll eat it when I get up.
I gotta' go.
LAWSON KISSES ELIJAH ON THE TOP OF THE HEAD AND EXITS. PEOPLE REACT.
INT. NIGHT. LAWSONS APARTMENT.
LAWSON IN BED ASLEEP.
THE SOUND NOW: YOUNG MALE VOICES.
LAWSON WAKES NOW TO THE SOUNDS AND PEERS OUT OF THE BEDROOM INTO THE
LIVING ROOM.
SFX.
ELIJAH AND ABOUT TEN YOUNG MEN. MOST OF THEM NUDE OR IN UNDERWEAR.
A VIDEO CAMERA RUNS IN THE CORNER.
LAWSON'S POV AS ELIJAH LOOKS UP NOW TO SEE:
ELIJAH
Lawson, your up ! Bout time. Hope we didn't wake you.
LAWSON
What the hell is this ?
ELIJAH
Auditions. I could really use a hand here too.
Let me introduce you to everyone.
LAWSON
Um... can I see in the bedroom for just a second
young Eli ?
ELIJAH
(To the Boys)
Excuse us for a second.
THEY EXIT TO THE BEDROOM CLOSING THE DOOR.
(To Lawson)
You know, some of these guys are really talented.
I mean, there are some good prospects out there. You
should see some of them.
(Indicates penis size)
LAWSON
Have you lost your fucking mind ?!
Get these fucking children out of my living room and
for godsakes make 'em put their clothes back on, Eli.
ELIJAH
Okay, first of all they're not all children. Not all of them.
Second of all... we really need this.
Do you realize that for each one of these so called
children as you choose to call them, not my words,
your words. We get time off. Time to breath, and
go out and shop... spend some of this money that we seem to have so much
of these days. Time to live once again.
Plus, there's a two hundred dollar bonus for each one
we pick. That goes in our pockets. Don't you see, this
is the only way. Come on, let's just meet them.
It's not that bad... really it's not. And some of them actually
have great potential. The rest can go. We'll give 'em twenty
bucks and send them on their way. Simple as that.
(Pause)
Trust me... it's all good.
LAWSON
I'm going back to bed. This is not how to do it.
We were going to go out to the clubs and scope it out.
One at a time. So, this is on you. Good night.
ELIJAH
The problem with that is... Richie thinks these are your
recruits. Yeah, see... he called earlier and...
LAWSON
Are you crazy or just stupid Elijah.
You can't do this like this. You can't just invite a bus
load of fresh runaway meat up here to my apartment.
I mean what did you do, stake out the fucking
greyhound station ?!
LAWSON PEERS OUT AND THEN CLOSES THE DOOR
BACK.
Jesus, there must be at least four felony's out there.
And two of them are naked. Not to mention the drugs.
You didn't give them drugs ?!
ELIJAH
I just smoked a little rock with them. Some of them.
LAWSON
Jesus Christ ! Your nuts.
ELIJAH
Oh I'm nuts, you see felony's and I see a day off.
LAWSON
This is not good Elijah.
ELIJAH
Well then all the more reason for you to come out here and help me. We
need to choose at least two before Richie
comes over.
ELIJAH OPENS THE DOOR A LITTLE AND POINTS
AND THEN CLOSES IT BACK.
ELIJAH
That kid with the mole is all cute but he's got fucked up
balls. That's just my opinion though.
(Lawson Shoots him a look)
LAWSON
You're examining their balls ?
Okay, I'll play along... this is nuts. What's wrong with
his balls ?
ELIJAH
Well, he doesn't have any. I think that's gross.
He should go, right ? Definitely, he should go.
(Lawson stands dumb founded and perplexed)
I mean, you ever make it with a guy with no balls, or no nipples or no
pee hole ? It's just gross right ?..
Takes your mind totally off of sex. Nobody want's that.
(Pause)
LAWSON
Let me get dressed. Please. Do nothing until I get
out there okay ?
ELIJAH
I'll work the video camera.
LAWSON
Sure... let's get everything on tape.
Why not make it easier for them to convict us.
Less money the tax payers have to shell out. Put it all
on tape, open and shut case. Maybe they'll show us mercy.
After all... we made it so easy for them. They could convict
us with twenty five dollars... with the evidence we'll provide.
LAWSON STRUGGLES ON A PAIR OF JEANS.
INT. LAWSONS APARTMENT. LIVING
ROOM.
FADE INTO:
TAPED MONTAGE OF BOYS: BEING INTERVIEWED
ON CAMERA.
OUR POV AS WE WATCH THIS ON THE TV SET.
EACH BOY TALKS A LITTLE ABOUT THEMSELVES ETC.
THEN MODEL FOR THE CAMERA IN UNDERWEAR
OR NUDE.
AS THE CAMERA BEGINS TO LOOSEN, IT REVEALS:
LAWSON, ELIJAH, RICHIE, ANTONIO AND CARLOS AS
THEY WATCH THE VIDEO TAPE.
ELIJAH TURNS OFF THE TV WITH THE LAST BOY.
(A Pause)
ELIJAH
So, what do you think ?
RICHIE
I think they look like a bunch of fourteen year old runaways
from east Kansas. Except, what's his name. Number 4.
LAWSON
Paco. His names Paco. He's actually eighteen. I think.
ELIJAH
Sucks a mean cock too.
( The room shoots him a look)
Okay, no track marks either.
LAWSON
Anymore?...
RICHIE
Nah.. they all remind me of my little brother.
And I just can't see my little brother snorting coke
off of somebody's Dick. Bad visuals.
Is he clean ?... Is he on the streets ? What?..
LAWSON
I don't know...I'll find out.
CARLOS
I don't know Richie... kid doesn't look right.
Looks like he could be the poster child for a for just say no
and AIDS.
RICHIE
Why am I even about to have this conversation with
you ?... Do you suck Dick, Carlos ? Do you let men
suck your Dick ? Don't answer that... when I'm paging
your ass for two hours some times and you don't answer...
But do you suck Dick ?!
CARLOS
Oh hell no ! I don't do none of that shit Richie.
But it's about the money.
RICHIE
If you don't suck Dick then shut the Fuck up !
All day with you and this negative shit.
You been on the Rag all day. What's wrong with you?
Why don't you try learning how to work that damn
pager a little bit more. See if you can call me back
when its still new news.
(To Lawson)
What do you think?... I mean what do you really
think of him? You seen the tight schedule I got yall'
under. Can he handle it? You need to be sure.
I need one more just like you Dickboy and fuck the rest of them. Your
the Shit. My new name for you is Dickboy!
I saw those numbers last Saturday. The hoes don't pull it down like
that. You are Dickboy.
Now, can he handle it Dickboy?
LAWSON
I think, maybe... I don't know Richie. I just like, talked to
him for like thirty minutes is all. I mean, I don't know
him that well. He seems smart.
RICHIE
Well get to know him. And then, let me know.
RICHIE GIVES LAWSON A PAGER.
Eli, I need you to make a run. You got a repeat customer.
Asked for you by name. Guy's crazy about you. Rambling on... and on.
Said you made his week.
Said something about your dancing. Plus he's down to the last of his
little stash. Ten o'clock. Be out front.
ELIJAH
I live to serve Old mr.Vanwinkle.
He makes me dance all night because he can't get it up anymore. He
shoots his dope and I dance.
RICHIE
Much more information than I needed.
ELIJAH
What... he does.
RICHIE AND HIS GROUP STAND TO EXIT
RICHIE
(To Lawson)
Make my phone ring Dickboy.
(To Carlos)
You hungry... is that why your in this mood ?
How about pizza ? Let's go back over to Gino's.
CARLOS
We had Gino's for lunch Richie.
RICHIE
He owes me money. We'll go everyday if that's what
it's gonna' take to get it through his head. Pay me !
What are you complaining about...It's free food.
Free wine and beer. Why you gotta' be so negative all
day ?! Pizza's Fuckin' great food.
See you guy's later. Eli, ten o'clock.
AND WITH THAT THEY EXIT THE APARTMENT
INT: NIGHT. NIGHT CLUB.
THE SOUNDNOW: MUSIC: "infatuation " ROD STEWART
LAWSON AND PACO ON A SOFA AT THE CLUB.
THIS CLUB IS 80'S DECADENCE AT IT'S FINEST:
A MIXED CROWD OF STRAIGHT AND GAY
OCCUPY THE DANCE FLOOR
LAWSON AND PACO SIT IN THE PREFERRED SEATING
AREA AS THE DRINKS OVER FLOW.
INT. NIGHT. HOTEL ROOM.
ELIJAH DANCING IN HIS JOCKSTRAP FOR THE OLD MAN.
COWBOY HAT AND BOOTS.
THE OLD MAN CLAPS WITH THE MUSIC.
INT. NIGHT. NIGHT CLUB.
LAWSON AND PACO.
LAWSON AT THE TABLE PUKING.
MUSIC CONTINUES.
INT: / EXT: NIGHT. TOWN CAR.
PACO BEING CHAUFFEURED.
BALTIMORE IN B.G.
EXT. NIGHT. NIGHT CLUB.
LAWSON NOSE AND SHIRT BLOOD SOAKED.
HE STANDS OUTSIDE THE CLUB GATHERING HIMSELF.
FLASH BACK--
INT: DAY.
LAWSON SITTING ON A DOCTORS TABLE.
ABOUT AGE FOURTEEN.
BACK TO PRESENT--
INT. NIGHT. LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
LAWSON EXITS THE SHOWER AND PUTS ON A SUIT.
HE STARES INTO THE MIRROR.
INT./ EXT. NIGHT. TOWN CAR.
BALTIMORE B.G.
LAWSON IN BACK SEAT BEING CHAUFFEURED.
INT. NIGHT. HOTEL ROOM.
BALTIMORE B.G.
PACO WITH AN OLDER GENTLEMAN.
HE SOFTLY CARESSES HIS FACE.
PACO A LITTLE UNEASY DOESN'T MOVE A HAIR.
THE MAN SOON KISSES HIM.
INT. DAWN. DINER.
LAWSON, ELIJAH AND PACO.
EATING BREAKFAST.
BOTTLE OF WILD TURKEY ON THE TABLE.
MIRROR WITH RAZOR AND A STRAW ALSO PRESENT.
PACO
I don't really think I had an opinion of him one way or the other. I
knew what I was there to do. And I did it.
Oh yeah, He smelled like Aramis. I remember that.
ELIJAH
That's better than shit. Mr. Vanwinkle smells like shit.
Really. He does. It's not his fault though. He's an
addict. Made all of his money suing Revlon.
And now he smells like shit and can't even get it up.
And he's not that old. Forties I figure.
I dance for him twice a week now. And then, I jack off on him.
He loves it.
LAWSON
I've been having these headaches.
Lately. Real bad. And then when I look down, my nose
is bleeding like a fucking river. When I was a kid. I had this infection
and the doctor said I must have gotten' it through
sexual contact. I don't remember what it was called. But it would make
my nose bleed. I remember that. Now I know what it is though. These
Goddamn drugs.
(To Elijah)
Do you think I'm an addict ?
(Pause)
ELIJAH
Were all addicts for something. But I think you just have a lot on your
mind right now. Your so deep. Dickboy.
What are you an addict for Paco ?
PACO
(Pause)
Cock.
But not Cock with intimacy... just Cock. I just like Cock.
And Cock likes me. I've loved Cock since I was thirteen.
THERE IS A PAUSE AND THEN LAUGHTER.
ELIJAH
Okay... So I'm an addict for the attention of men.
LAWSON'S strung out on drugs and Paco just want's Cock.
What a needy bunch we are... now we just need the perfect man to try all
of this wicked shit on... we'll have him in shifts
but I'll need him the most. I'm really needy.
PACO
And I just want his Cock.
So what is the boyfriend story around here anyway?
Who's sucking Richie's cock ?
LAWSON
I would think Mrs. Richie is sucking Mr. Richies Cock.
He's totally straight.
PACO
Straight to bed. There's no such thing as A straight man
in Baltimore. Come on, look around. It's 1986 boy's,
The world is our oyster. I only go for the straight
one's. They're the only one's that pose any type of challenge any more.
I just love straight men. Especially Blackmen.
ELIJAH
They'll be no Schlepping the boss.
LAWSON'S PAGER GOES OFF.
Just do a big fat line or two and don't worry about that headache. Did
you ever notice how Dickboys pager goes off ten times more than ours?
LAWSON GOES OVER TO THE PAY PHONES
AND CALLS IN.
THE SOUND NOW: MUSIC: ORIGINAL.
INT: / EXT: MORNING. TOWN CAR.
BALTIMORE B.G.
LAWSON BEING CHAUFFEURED.
UNTIL:
EXT. MORNING.
THE TOWN CAR IS HIT T- BONE AT AN INTERSECTION.
DRIVER'S SIDE.
IT'S BAD. REAL BAD.
AND NOW ALL WE HEAR IS THE HORN.
SFX.
FLASH BACK--
INT: NIGHT.
LAWSON ABOUT 10 YEARS OLD.
HIS FATHER YELLS AND PUNCHES HIM
IN THE HEAD.
BACK TO PRESENT---
INT: MORNING. THE WRECKED TOWN CAR.
AS LAWSON COMES TO NOW.
HE PANICS AND BEGINS TO EAT ALL OF THE DRUGS.
WHAT HE CAN'T EAT HE STUFFS IN THE MOUTH
OF THE DRIVER WHO IS UNCONSCIOUS.
WHEN THIS PROVES HOPELESS HE TRIES TO GET OUT
BUT THE DOOR IS STUCK.
HE CLIMBS OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW
AND RUNS OVER TO THE CURB DUMPING THE REMAINING DRUGS INTO THE STREET
DRAIN.
THERE HE GOES BLACK.
THE SOUND NOW: SIRENS.
SFX.
EXT: BALTIMORE STREETS. SUN RISE.
ACCIDENT SCENE.
OVER HEAD SHOT.
CRANE.
LAWSON HAVING A SEIZURE ON THE CURB.
FOR OBVIOUS PURPOSES SOME EMERGENCY ROOM
SCENES SHOULD BE FILMED BUT FOR THIS DRAFT I
DECIDED NOT TO WRITE THEM IN.
INT: NIGHT. HOSPITAL ROOM.
LAWSON IN BED.
RICHIE AT HIS SIDE.
RICHIE
Wake up sleeping beauty...
I know what you did. You didn't have to do that.
You could have died. They say your systems all fucked
up now. Too much shit. What I don't understand is how
all of those drugs ended up in a dead mans mouth.
Understand the drugs you swallowed but Danny?
Nice try... and thanks.
You got some friends out here want to talk to you.
I'm gonna' send them in and let you get some rest.
I'll send a car for you Friday. They say you can go home Friday. Again,
thanks. Don't tell them shit.
RICHIE EXITS THE ROOM.
ELIJAH AND PACO ENTER.
LAWSON IS IN AND OUT.
ELIJAH
I always cry in hospital rooms...
PACO
They say you ate enough drugs to get the intire lower half of Baltimore
stoned for a week.
HE PUTS FLOWERS ON THE TABLE
I told them they must be mistaken...
because you're our lead a choir boy.
ELIJAH KISSES LAWSON ON THE HEAD.
So, how's the food?
LAWSON
What happened?
ELIJAH
Drunk driver. You've been here for four days.
All of your customers are asking after you.
That Stavros guy is really cute. I'm surprised he hasn't come by yet.
PACO
Not to worry about him though...
I'll keep him occupied for you.
LAWSON
I can't remember anything.
ELIJAH
Well that's to be expected honey.
It was a fucked up crash. And then you took all of those
drugs on top of it. You know, Danny Died.
Not to bring you down or anything.
The cops are fucking with Richie... I didn't know you were only
seventeen. I always thought you were
older than that. The way you always just take care of
everything. I guess age is just a number. But I'd have said you were
thirty if someone had asked me.
PACO
Hell, I'm older than you Dickboy. Imagine that.
LAWSON
I'm thirsty.
ELIJAH
You want some water ?
ELIJAH STARTS TO CRY.
They say you might have seizures for the rest of your
life now... because of this. And black outs. And you shattered
your poor hip.
C.U. LAWSON AS TEARS WELL UP IN HIS EYES.
BUT HE WONT SHED THEM.
ELIJAH
What are you gonna' do ?
LAWSON
Don't cry for me. I knew what I was doing.
I always knew something like this was going to happen
to me. When I was ten, I saw my life... like a movie.
And that's when I decided to live it. I've been doin'
this for too long. I'm tired. I just want some rest now.
I'm OK with this... don't cry.
ELIJAH JOINS LAWSON IN THE BED NOW HOLDING
HIM TIGHT.
LAWSON WILL LET HIS TEARS FALL NOW.
PACO B.G. STARES OUT THE WINDOW.
ELIJAH
I'm going to be here for you. And I won't leave you.
Your my best friend. Hell, your my only friend.
A LONG PAUSE
LAWSON V.O.
No strangers wing shielded me.
No souls protected me. I stand as a witness to the
common lot a survivor of that time, that place.
Everyone gets used up. So, I drank to my ruined house
and to the doler of my life and to lying lips that have
betrayed me. And I drink to dead cold pitiless eyes.
I drink to the hard realities that the world is brutal
and course. And that God in fact, had not saved me.
INT: DAY. HOSPITAL ROOM.
LAWSON SITS IN A CHAIR LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW.
ENTER ELIJAH WITH A BACK PACK AND A PLANT.
THOUGH SUBTLE IT SHOULD BE NOTED THAT LAWSON
HAS SUFFERED A MINOR STROKE WHILE IN THE CARE
OF THIS HOSPITAL.
ELIJAH
Sorry I'm late today. Long night.
I heard you had a rough morning.
LAWSON
It wasn't a rough morning.
I just had three fucking seizures back to back.
I want to go home. Before they kill me.
Did they tell you about the Stroke?...
ELIJAH
They mentioned it. Said you'd be fine now. It was little.
If they don't say yes for this weekend I really am going
to kidnap you. I promise.
LAWSON
You keep saying that and it's been three fucking weeks !
A PAUSE
ELIJAH
Well... maybe I'll surprise you one day sunshine.
ELIJAH LOCKS THE DOOR.
HE PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF WILD TURKEY.
HE GIVES IT TO LAWSON.
A PAUSE
LAWSON
Now I feel like shit for snapping at you.
You always know how to brighten my day.
LAWSON TAKES A SWIG AND PASSES IT TO ELIJAH.
Did you talk to Richie ?
ELIJAH
He said you should just take it easy for a while.
It's the seizures. He's worried about them. Plus, you had
that little stroke. He's just worried about you.
LAWSON
Fuck him. One day I'm Dickboy and the next day I'm
a Fucking paraplegic in his eyes. What is he worried I'm
going to have a fit while sucking somebody's Dick and bite
it off ?! It should be his!
ELIJAH
Ooch !
LAWSON
Thanks for the plant.
ELIJAH
It's called a weeping willow.
LAWSON
Are you trying to tell me something?
ELIJAH
Nah... you just want to go home and get back to work.
I can understand that.
LAWSON TAKES ANOTHER SWIG
LAWSON
I gotta' get out of here. Your probably turning tricks
in my bed on the side. Plus, I think their trying to kill me.
There's this nurse. She keeps trying to put a tube in my penis. The
thing is, I pee just fine. I wouldn't let her.
So she tried to shoot me up full of this blue stuff.
I'm not even sure if she really works here. She keeps showing up at the
oddest hours.
ELIJAH TOSSES LAWSONS CLOTHES ONTO THE BED.
ELIJAH
Surprise...
I can't take it any more. Get dressed. Were breaking out.
LAWSON
I love ya'. Let's do it before they figure the bill.
LAWSON PUTS ON THE CLOTHES.
COMPLETE WITH SUNGLASSES.
EXT. HOSPITAL. DAY.
ELIJAH PULLS UP IN FRONT OF THE WAITING AREA.
IN A CHRYSLER K CAR .
LAWSON JUMPS IN AND THEY'RE OFF.
THE SOUND NOW: MUSIC: JUKEBOX.
"SAVE THE LAST DANCE FOR ME" THE DRIFTERS Version 2/re-release.
INT: NIGHT. HUSTLERS BAR.
LAWSON AT THE BAR HAVING A DRINK.
LAWSON
I feel free for the first time in months.
And that's saying a lot being in this dump. Mike,
let me do it again... a double.
INT: / EXT: NIGHT. TOWN CAR.
ELIJAH BEING CHAUFFEURED.
INT: NIGHT HUSTLER BAR.
LAWSON HAVING A SEIZURE AT THE BAR.
EXT: HUSTLER BAR.
TOWN CAR PULLS UP OUTSIDE.
ELIJAH AND DRIVER GET OUT.
INT: NIGHT. HUSTLER BAR.
ELIJAH AND THE DRIVER HELPING LAWSON INTO THE CAR.
MUSIC CONTINUES.
INT: NIGHT. TOWN CAR.
LAWSON LAYS DOWN ON ELIJAH'S LAP.
THE LONG RIDE HOME.
BALTIMORE B.G.
ELIJAH
It's okay... you're going home now.
LAWSON LOOKS DAZED AND CONFUSED
BUT SOMEHOW COMFORTED BY ELIJAH.
EXT: NIGHT. LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
THE TOWN CAR PULLS UP.
ELIJAH HELPS LAWSON OUT OF THE CAR.
LAWSON
I'm okay now. I'm not your ward ya' know.
ELIJAH
Let's go inside.
LAWSON
I just want to sit here for a second.
LAWSON SITS ON THE GRASS.
I did it didn't I ? I had a fit in the bar...
I can never go back in there, that's that.
ELIJAH SITS IN THE GRASS NOW AS WELL.
ELIJAH
It's not a fit. It's a seizure.
LAWSON
Seizure by your definition, a fit if your standing by
watching it.
PAUSE
ELIJAH'S PAGER GOES OFF.
Go. I'm okay now... I'm two feet from the door.
What's the worst that could happen ?
Don't answer that. Go already. I'm fine.
PAUSE
ELIJAH STANDS TO EXIT.
Thanks for coming to get me.
ELIJAH KISSES HIM ON THE TOP OF THE HEAD AND EXITS
INTO THE TOWN CAR.
IT PULLS AWAY.
CRANE SHOT:
LAWSON FALLS BACK ON THE GRASS NOW
AND LOOKS OUT TO THE STARS.
THE MUSIC ENDS.
INT. DAY. LAWSON'S APARTMENT.
THE TV ON. A GAME SHOW.
LAWSON ON THE SOFA.
THE COFFEE TABLE IS LITTERED WITH PILL BOTTLES
AND BEER AND BOOZE BOTTLES.
ELIJAH FRESH OUT OF THE SHOWER AND STILL WEARING A TOWEL TAKES A SEAT
BESIDE HIM.
ELIJAH
Just checking to make sure your still breathing.
PLAYING WITH HIS PILLS.
LAWSON
I have a system. If I take just enough of these red ones
and just enough of these blue one's and only two of these
white ones... I can function.
But if I'm going to be drinking and when am I not?..
I have to take six of these black one's to counter the white one's. Of
course then I have to take a yellow one too.
Normally the yellow one's would make me sleepy but I find
that taking them with the black one's seem to have an opposite effect.
It's funny really.
ELIJAH
I think it's sad to tell you the truth.
LAWSON
Of course you do. You think I'm pathetic.
But the truth is I'm just trying to control the fits so I
can go out and get a date.
ELIJAH
What for... look at you. You'd scare them away before
it even got around to price or where to go.
LAWSON
Well, we can't all be as vibrant and lovely as you my dear, can we ?...
or maybe we can.
LAWSON POPS ANOTHER PILL.
ELIJAH TAKES THE BOTTLE OF PILLS FROM LAWSON.
AND THEN HE TAKES THEM ALL UP FROM THE TABLE.
ELIJAH
Don't kill yourself in front of me Okay.
LAWSON
Kill myself?... who the hell want's to die? Not me.
I just want a date. Do you realize that I haven't been
laid in six months?
ELIJAH
Sorry, I don't do charity.
LAWSON
I don't suppose you do.
That's Okay... you were never my type anyway.
I hate pretty people. It's a fact. I like manly men...
A PAUSE
ELIJAH
You were pretty. You were pretty just a couple of months ago. And I
always had a huge crush on you.
A PAUSE.
LAWSON STARTS TO CRY.
ELIJAH CLEARS AWAY THE EMPTY BOTTLES.
FADEOUT:
EXT: NIGHT. LAWSON OUT ON THE STRIP.
HE'S TRYING TO HUSTLE BUT HE'S WAY TOO
FUCKED UP TO REALLY GET A DATE.
A CAR FINALLY PULLS UP BESIDE HIM.
MID THIRTIES GLASSES.
INT. NIGHT. IN THE CAR.
LAWSON GIVES THE GUY A HAND JOB.
INT: NIGHT. LAWSONS APARTMENT.
LAWSON ON THE SOFA.
ELIJAH ENTERS THE APARTMENT WITH DINNER.
RESTAURANT FOOD.
AND BEER.
HE LAYS IT ALL OUT FOR LAWSON.
TAKES A SEAT BESIDE HIM.
A PAUSE.
LAWSON
You'll never guess what I did today.
ELIJAH
Should I stop eating first? Is it a poop story?...
LAWSON
Nahh... I had a date.
Well, sort of. But I came. And so did he!
ELIJAH
Very good Lawson, and next week we'll work on your
name.
(A little hurt)
LAWSON
Well it was a big deal to me.
HE GOES TO THE KITCHEN
A PAUSE.
ELIJAH DOES FEEL BAD NOW.
HE FOLLOWS HIM INTO THE KITCHEN NOW.
A PAUSE.
LAWSON
I'm trying so hard to just function here.
And what may not seem like shit you, is a whole
lot of shit to me.
A PAUSE.
ELIJAH HUGS HIM FROM BEHIND.
ELIJAH
I'm sorry.
LAWSON
I guess your the new Dickboy around here.
A PAUSE
ELIJAH
Not me... that's still your title.
You'll always hold that one. You're a legend.
Ten guys in one night. Three thousand four hundred
bucks. Richie still measures us by your work.
LAWSON
When you leave me I'm going to be all alone. And Theres no glory in
that. I'm a has been.
ELIJAH
I'm not going anywhere.
I just said that to you the other day because...
I hate seeing you like this. I feel like it's just not you.
Between the seizures and the Memory lapses.
And then that little stroke that they say that you had.
It just scares me. And you won't take better care of
yourself. And now, what... your out trying to be
Dickboy again. You'll always be Dickboy!
But that's all done now Lawson. If you need somebody
in the middle of the night, let it be me. It should be me by all rights!
I'm the one who puts up with all of your crap...
LAWSON
I thought you didn't do charity ?
ELIJAH
I don't. But I love you.
LAWSON IN TEARS
LAWSON
I love you too.
ELIJAH
I know you do Dickboy.
Now come on, let's eat. I stopped at Wingsan's.
LAWSON KISSES ELIJAH.
LAWSON
You are my best friend.
ELIJAH
You are my best friend.
THE SOUND NOW: MUSIC:
JUKEBOX: "MY EVERYTHING" BARRY WHITE.
1999 BALTIMORE, MARYLAND.
SUMMER.
INT: AFTERNOON. BASEMENT BAR.
ELIJAH AT THE BAR.
LAWSON AT A TABLE BEING INTERVIEWED BY THE
COLLEGE DOCUMENTARY CREW.
HE LOOKS VISIBLY DIFFERENT. OLDER.
LESS IN CONTROL THAN BEFORE.
ELIJAH JUST LOOKS A LITTLE OLDER.
LAWSON
Would you like to meet Elijah?... he's not shy.
DOUG
Is he here?
LAWSON
Yeah, he's here.
DOUG
So through it all he stayed with you ?
LAWSON
He's my best friend.
DOUG
Unbelievable. When I started this interview I just
wanted to meet this legendary Dickboy who
slept with all of these guys in one night and like,
made all of this money. But in fairness I think
you're much more than just Dickboy.
LAWSON
Well thanks.
ELIJAH COMES OVER NOW.
ELIJAH
You ready to go?
LAWSON
I enjoyed talking with you.
It's always nice when young people take the time out
for anybody other than themselves.
LAWSON STANDS TO EXIT NOW.
DOUG
Just one more question...
LAWSON
No, no, no... Not all at once now.
I'm still alive. I need to keep some things to myself.
DOUG
But what about your Fifty dollars?
LAWSON
That I'll take. Thank you.
LAWSON GRABS THE FIFTY DOLLARS.
AND WITH THAT LAWSON AND ELIJAH EXIT.
LAWSON V.O.
Youth can never afford you the bigger pictures in life.
The truth is, I'm not sure if it should.
Something's are just better left unknown or unsaid.
In a players world, perhaps youth and vanity should be
the only things that matter and everything else be damned.
When I was Sixteen the world was my oyster.
One giant apple for me to take a big bite out of...
Look at me world, look at me !
Nice firm ass, good teeth, nice Cock, low hanging
balls. Hell, I was the Cock of the walk.
Vanity in this business is definitely a turn on.
LAWSON LAUGHS.
THE WORDS NOW:
ON SCREEN.
LAWSON W. ADAMERE
DIED ON JUNE 10, 2001
FROM COMPLICATIONS DUE TO
A MASSIVE STROKE.
HE WAS 32 YEARS OLD.
ON HIS GRAVE STONE THE FOLLOWING WAS INSCRIBED:
" I tell you solemnly, tax collectors
and Prostitutes are making their
way into the kingdom of God
before you ".
-Matthew 21:31
ELIJAH STILLS LIVES IN BALTIMORE, MARYLAND.
HE HAS SINCE RETIRED FROM THE SEX INDUSTRY.
THE SOUND NOW:
MUSIC: ORIGINAL SCORE.
WORDS ON SCREEN NOW:
THIS FILM WAS WRITTEN BECAUSE SOMEONE
ONCE TOLD ME THE STORY OF HEART.
AND IN THAT STORY I MET COURAGE.
AND IT BENEFITS NO ONE IF THE TWO
NEVER MEET TO SHARE THE STORY.
-Deron Turner
IT FADES TO:
CLOSING CREDITS .
THE END.
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