ROCK OPERA
(continued)
by
Bob Ray
F I N A L D R A F T 1.4
© 1996, Bob Ray
(Registered by Writers Guild of America, West, Inc., on this date May
19, 1997, registration # 666951.)
18 EXT SKETE'S HOUSE EVENING 18
Chicken, Ned and Burtis pull up to Skete's house.
BURTIS
Hey, I'm just saying, if he didn't
answer, you could have at least got
my nickel back.
Ned hops out and runs up to the front door. We can hear
Chicken and Burtis arguing.
CHICKEN (O.S.)
Hey, where'd you find that money? My
car. Huh?
BURTIS (O.S.)
Yeah, but it probably fell out of my
pocket. It was on my side of the seat
Ned bangs on the door. The phone can be HEARD still ringing.
Ned tries the knob, but it's locked. Ned walks around the
house and finds a window.
17-B INT SKETE'S HOUSE NIGHT
We HEAR glass breaking and see Ned emerge out of the bedroom
holding the Goldtone guitar. He walks through the house,
passing SKETE who's sleeping on the sofa.
Ned looks around for a pen and paper, to write Skete a note.
Ned finds a marker next to the ringing phone. Ned writes on
a piece of mail " your window was open so I let myself in.
Took guitar, Blue Flamingo 10:00 -Ned". Ned starts to leave
but stops and looks back. He notices that Skete had passed
out with his shoes on and Ned walks back over to him. Ned
draws a Kiss-style Gene Simmons face on Skete. Ned exits
through the front door.
19 INT BLUE FLAMINGO, BACK ROOM NIGHT 19
Pigpoke can be HEARD playing "Go Kart Go". The club is a run
down and dirty shoebox. The back room is a like a basement
with a pool table crammed into it.
There is a pile broken stools under the window and next to
the video game where Miss L sits on a stool, playing the
game. There are some burly drag queens gathered around,
watching. She wrecks the fighter plane she's flying.
QUEENS
Awwwww!
"Game Over". Miss L turns around to address the drag Queens.
MISS L
Ya'll ready for the drag race?
The drag queens cheer.
MISS L
(continuing)
Now, ya'll've all seen the map.
Miss L points to the map, it shows the location of several
area bars.
MISS L
(continuing)
Now here are the rules. Ya'll race
to each of these eleven bars. There
will be a shot waiting there for you.
Take the shot and grab one of these.
Miss L holds up a garter.
MISS L
(continuing)
Whoever takes all their shots and
makes it back here wins this.
She holds up a bottle of bourbon and all the other queens
cheer.
MISS L
(continuing)
We're gunna start this off with some
Flaming Dr. Peppers.
The bartender ignites a round of Flaming Dr. Peppers and the
queens cheer.
BO
(singing)
Gentlemen, start your engines.
MISS L
Go!
Miss L drops the scarf. All the drag racers rush to the end
of the bar to blow out the flame and take their shots. They
each grab a garter and bolt out the door.
20 EXT BLUE FLAMINGO NIGHT 20
Follow the queens outside to see the Witchbanger van rolling
up. They nearly hit a drag racer. Chicken honks as the van
zips up to the curb next to the rock and roll club. "Go Kart
Go" ends as they arrive. Ned jumps out of the car and grabs
the Goldtone and his amp head. The three come to the back
door and they hear a voice over the PA.
TOE (O.S.)
This next song is about that time I
masturbated with the shampoo and all
the skin on my dick came off.
NED
What the fuck?
Ned kicks at the back door. Pigpoke starts up a song.
BURTIS
I'll see what's up.
Burtis puts down his equipment and walks around to the front.
Burtis walks up to the DOORGUY and barks at him.
BURTIS
(continuing; yelling)
What the fuck? We're supposed to be
settin up right now.
DOORGUY
Who the fuck are you?
BURTIS
Witchbanger, who the fuck are you.
DOORGUY
You guys cancelled.
BURTIS
We didn't fucking cancel. We're
supposed to be playing right now.
DOORGUY
Not according to my list. It's
Pigpoke, then the Fuckemos and
Nashville Pussy.
BURTIS
You see that fucking flyer?
Burtis points to a Witchbanger flyer on the wall.
BURTIS
(continuing)
It says Witchbanger!
Ned walks around the corner and looks in the window and sees
Pigpoke start up song. He notices that Toe is playing his
guitar. Ned starts to steam as he marches into the club.
DOORGUY
Hey! Two bucks!
Burtis grabs the doorguy's arm and tugs on it. Burtis starts
yelling at him and jumping up and down.
BURTIS
Hey, this is fucked up. Did you see
all the shit we brought?
21 INT BLUE FLAMINGO NIGHT 21
Ned charges the stage and socks Toe. Toe falls back,
catching himself with Bo's mic stand. Toe yanks the mic out.
Bo, Trav, and Mic continue to play and Burtis and the Doorguy
fight on the other side of the window.
Toe starts swinging the microphone by the cord. Ned hops
back, avoiding the flailing mic. Trav ducks as it swings
over his head. Toe lets out more slack on the second pass
and Ned ducks the mic again. Bo doesn't see the mic and he
catches the it right in his face. Bo goes sprawling into the
drum set and nearly knocks Mic over.
The Bartender leaps over the bar and throws a full nelson on
Ned and throws him out as Pigpoke continues to play and they
finish the song.
22 EXT STREET NIGHT 22
Shots of drag queens running around. Scott M. running with
his shoes in his hand.
23 INT BLUE FLAMINGO NIGHT 23
Bo, Trav, Mic and Toe sitting around a table drinking. Bo
takes a drink of his beer and the bloody napkin hanging from
his nose falls into his mug. He scoops out the napkin and
chugs his beer. Bo's nose is still bleeding. He gets up and
goes to the bathroom. Follow Bo to the bathroom, pause on
the front door and window in the background.
Scrambled porn plays on the tv above the door. STU comes
walking into view of the window. A drag queen runs into him
and they fall down.
They come popping back into view and Stu has him in a
headlock and is beating the shit out of him. The drag queen
breaks free and sends a couple of jabs to Stu's face. Stu
does some crazy ninja kick and knocks the queen out of view.
Stu makes his way to the door. He is clean cut and muscle
bound. Trav taps Toe on the shoulder and points at Stu.
TRAV
Check it out.
Stu is having problems with the doorguy, we can see that they
are nearly arguing. Fuckemos are loading in the last of
their equipment and Stu's in the way.
TOE
(snickering)
Is that the guy?
TRAV
Yeah.
The Fuckemos continue to set up. Stu finally makes it in and
heads for the bar. Trav goes over to the bar to meet Stu and
Stu orders up a pitcher and they walk over to the table. Stu
sets the pitcher down and looks for a stool.
Toe picks up the pitcher and pours himself a beer. Stu grabs
a stool and drags it over to the table. Toe puts down the
pitcher as Stu sits.
TRAV
(continuing)
Hey, this is my friend Toe.
Toe is chugging his beer.
STU
How ya doing?
He shakes Toe's hand.
STU
(continuing)
Stu.
Toe finishes his beer and lowers his mug.
TOE
Hey.
STU
Man, what kind of a freak show is
this?
(to Mic)
Did you see that shit outside? That
man was trying to fuck me.
TRAV
No shit?
STU
Oh, he woulda liked to get all up in
my shit.
Stu begins to motion out the action of the fight.
STU
(continuing)
So I grabbed his arm and twisted it
back until his shoulder snapped and
I put him in a headlock and beat the
shit out of him.
(to Toe)
So, you're Toe, huh? Well whatchu
got?
Fuckemos start to play. Toe slides a bag of weed across the
table and Stu hands him some cash in the foreground as the
Fuckemos play a song. Stu busts out some pills and cracks
one open and pours it into his drink. Stu leans over to Toe
and yells something into his ear.
STU
You want some iyugaebflbbmnbn....
TOE
What?
STU
Wrilgqpiuqegqpuoemnmnnn.
Toe nods his head and Stu cracks a capsule into his drink
too. They toast one another and take big drinks. More shots
of the band. Montage of band and crowd shots. Partying, Toe
getting fucked up. Shots of Stu telling fight stories,
occasionally we hear what he's saying.
24 INT DRAG RACE CLUB 24
A shot inside a club where a queen runs up and grabs his
drink and knocks over all the other drinks to delay the other
racers
25 INT BLUE FLAMINGO NIGHT 25
Stu leans over to Mic, who has earplugs in his ears.
STU
(yelling)
It sure is fucking loud in here!
Mic pulls an extra pair of earplugs from his pocket and hands
them to Stu.
STU
(continuing; yelling)
Thanks!
Stu pops the earplugs into his mouth and washes them down
like pills.
STU
(continuing; yelling)
What were those?
Shots of the Fuckemos playing. Ross is asking for a smoke
from the crowd, using hand signals. Someone gives him a
smoke and he stuffs it behind his ear. He bums another and
lights it. A drag queen comes running in the door holding up
an armful of garters.
MISS L
We have a winner!
Everybody cheers. The drag queen grabs the bottle and
staggers off. Toe gets up and hastily stumbles to the
bathroom. As a result of standing up too fast, a pulsating
ringing noise and flashes of white distort his perception and
nearly overwhelm him.
26 INT BLUE FLAMINGO BATHROOM NIGHT 26
A high pitched ringing fills Toe's ears as he flings open the
door and busts into the bathroom. All the toilets are
occupied and there's a guy pissing in the sink. In the
middle on the floor, there's a guy squatting down taking a
shit.
As Toe enters, the SHITTER yanks up his pants and leaves,
bumping into Toe. Toe spins and twists, but his momentum
carries him into the the heaping pile of poop. Toe goes
skidding across the bathroom and crashes into the guys
pissing in the urinal. He grabs a hold of them, trying to
stabilize himself, but instead, they all crash to the floor
with piss squirting everywhere. Toe smacks his head on the
commode and starts bleeding everywhere.
PISSER
What the--!?
FADE OUT:
27 INT BLUE FLAMINGO NIGHT 27
Nashville Pussy is playing the song "Fried Chicken and
Coffee" as Toe comes strutting out of the bathroom, fucked up
and smiling. He has a bloody bandage crafted from toilet
paper and duct tape wrapped around his head.
Skete with his marker moustache is in the crowd, so is
Chicken, who is near the stage playing air guitar. Toe
struts over to the bar and grabs a can of beer, he swaggers
into the crowd and starts to drunkenly mosh about.
Toe slips and falls down. Someone picks him up and he drinks
the foamy residue in his smashed beer can. Toe spikes the
can. He moshes about some more and falls down again,
apparently down for the count. Nashville Pussy continues to
play and CORY, the six foot five inch, blonde-haired female
bass player has to stand straddling over Toe.
Mic is nearby and he laughs at Toe. He makes his way over to
him and kicks at his limp body, trying to get him up. Toe
won't move so Mic tilts his beer to the side and pours it on
his face. The guy next to Mic thinks this is funny and he
starts flicking his ashes on Toe's head. Mic dumps more beer
and Toe starts to stir. Mic kicks at Toe and he looks up,
completely lost and confused.
Toe looks up and sees Cory hovering above him. His jaw drops
as he falls in love at the sight of the golden-haired bass
player. Toe (p.o.v.)looks at Mic and then at the Cory
standing over him. Mic suddenly ducks back as Cory spits out
a ball of fire.
FADE OUT:
28 INT TAD'S HOUSE DAY 28
Tad lights the bong.
TOE
Oh....you should have seen her. She
was beautiful. She was so tall and
sexy. She was a fire breathing
goddess.
Tad blows out the smoke.
TAD
She breathes fire?
TOE
Yeah....it's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen.
FLASHBACK of the fire breathing in slow motion, END FLASHBACK.
TAD
So did you fuck all up in her?
What's the deal? Dog style? Suck
your dick?
Tad looks for a place to dump the ashes, finally dumping them
into a bottle cap. He loads another hit and hands it to Toe.
TOE
Naw, I was way too fucked up, I don't
remember shit. I didn't get to talk
to her, it was probably for the
better. I don't fucking know what
happened. I was like Sigmund and
Freud, man, I just disappeared into
thin air.
TAD
Who?
TOE
Those magicians in Vegas. They got
all those tigers and shit.
Toe hits the bong.
TAD
Oh, yeah, those guys are queer.
TOE
Yeah, I just blacked out and now I'm
all hung over and she's gone.
TAD
Sounds like you could use some Blue
Demons. Get a head full of pills and
forget about it.
TOE
Man, you ain't lying.
Tad stands up and tries to grab a Valium off the coffee table
and he crashes into it, knocking stuff all over the floor.
TOE
(continuing)
You gunna be alright there, Tad.
Tad sits back down and points to the Valium that has rolled
over near Toe.
TAD
Whoa... Hey, there's one by your foot.
Toe picks it up and eats it.
TOE
Well shit, you got some weed for me,
or what?
TAD
How much weed you need?
TOE
Quarter pounder.
TAD
Man, all I got is two ounces left.
TOE
What the hell kind of low rent drug
store are you running here?
TAD
Awww, I'll be gettin some more.
Maybe tomorrow.
Tad hands three baggies of weed to Toe.
TOE
What's all this crap?
TAD
Those two are halves and that's an
ounce.
Toe consolidates the two halves into one bag.
TOE
So, I can get you the money in a few
hours.
TAD
Awww, who's half ass drug dealer now?
TOE
Hey...
Toe stretches out his arms.
TAD
Naw, thas cool.
TOE
So, do you think you'll be able get
me QP's, so I don't have to buy all
these scraps.
Toe holds up the baggies.
TAD
We'll see whut we can do. Jus lemme
talk ta Jarvis.
TOE
Maybe you can hook me up with good ol
Cookie Jarvis.
Toe pulls out a few buds from the sack and puts them in one
of the empty bags.
TAD
What, you trying to cut in on my deal?
TOE
Naw, it's just that sometimes you're
hard to get a hold of.
TAD
Yeah, being on house arrest makes me
real hard to find.
TOE
Well,you know, for times like today,
when you're all out.
TAD
I dunno, sounds like you're tryin ta
cut me outta the loop.
A knock is heard at the front door.
TOE
Man, you know I wouldn't do that.
TAD
He's fuckin paranoid.
TOE
Right.
TAD
Man, I got you covered.
More knocking.
TOE
Hey, someone's knocking on your door.
TAD
(yelling at the door)
C'min!
Flo walks in.
FLO
Hi, Tad.
TAD
Whussup fine ass?
FLO
Hey, uh, I'm not interrupting
something am I?
TAD
Just dealing drugs.
Flo comes into the living room.
FLO
Yeah, well, that's what I wanted to
talk to you about.
TAD
You need a bag?
FLO
Yeah, a quarter.
TAD
Well, I just sold all my shit to Toe.
I'll sell you some pills, I got
Valieums and ropes.
Tad's phone starts ringing. Tad looks at the caller ID box.
FLO
Naw, I only eat Xanax.
Tad finds the phone cord and tries to reel the phone in. The
cord is stretched into the kitchen, out of view. The phone
snags on something and Tad tugs on the line. We can hear the
phone fall off the base.
TAD
(exhausted)
Fuck.
Tad gets up and moseys into the kitchen and picks up the
phone.
TAD (O.S.)
Jarvis, whus goin on?
TOE
Hey, I'll sell you a quarter.
FLO
Oh, cool. How much?
TOE
Twenty-five.
FLO
Alright.
Tad wanders off into the kitchen.
TOE
Hey, Tad where's your scale.
Tad pokes his head around the corner and points.
TAD
It's on the table, next to the tuna
wrench.
Toe looks on the table and grabs the scale. He notices
Jarvis's name on the caller ID box. Toe scrawls Jarvis's,
number down on the cover of a pack of rolling papers.
29 INT WITCHBANGER'S HOUSE DAY 29
MONTAGE #1: Ned, working the phone.
1ST PHONE VOICE, FEMALE
Witchbanger? You're not one of them
Satanic type bands are you?
NED
No Ma'am, we're good God fearin folk.
1ST PHONE VOICE, FEMALE
Well Jed, why don't you boys send me
a demo and call me back in about a
month.
NED
You're goddamn right I'll do that you
cunt!
She hangs up. A dial tone can be heard as Ned slams down the
phone.
NED
(continuing)
Bitch!
Chicken and Ned sit in the living room. They are shuffling
papers about and making phone calls. There are various punk
'zines on the table. Amongst them is "Book your own Fuckin
Life".
2ND PHONE VOICE
Look, I got other bands wantin to
play here and they have fans. Fans
that come see them and buy beer. Not
a bunch of broke ass bums climbing
over my fence and stealing beers. No
thank you.
3RD PHONE VOICE
Well, you know how you came in here
and wrote your band name all over my
club? On the toilet, the pay phone,
the cash register, and even the pool
balls, the triangle, and some of the
cues. But I tell you what, you come
on over here and clean up all that
and I might book you guys a show.
4TH PHONE VOICE
Coathanger? Never heard of ya. Why
don't you send us a demo and call me
back in about a month.
5TH PHONE VOICE
Yeah, I told you to call me in two
weeks.
NED
This is two weeks.
5TH PHONE VOICE
Well, call me back in two weeks,
then. How's that sound?
Chicken walks in.
CHICKEN
So, what's the scoop?
NED
Nothing in Dallas.
CHICKEN
Houston?
NED
Nope. I gotta call back this club in
Lake Jackson, though. That's right
outside of Houston.
CHICKEN
Loser Junction's what they call that
place. What about San Antonio?
NED
Nuthin. I might be able to get us a
show in Del Rio with The Pocket
FishRmen.
CHICKEN
Naw. I'm gunna need at least thirty
dollars if I'm gunna play in Del Rio.
NED
Whatever. This guy in San Angelo said
we can play in his house and that
we'd definitely have a place to sleep.
Ned holds up "Book your own Fuckin Life" magazine.
NED
(continuing)
You know, I think we called every
number in this thing.
He tosses it onto the coffee table.
30 INT STU'S HOUSE NIGHT 30
Stu and Toe sit around Stu's nicely decorated apartment. Stu
sets down a Frederick's catalog.
STU
I fucked that chick. She was working
at this titty bar last year and I met
her and we got all fucked up on GHB.
Toe picks up the mag.
TOE
DUDE. She's fine.
Toe throws a bag of weed on the table and flips through the
magazine.
STU
This the same stuff as the other
night?
Stu pulls some marijuana out of the bag filled with shitty
looking dirt brown weed, sticks, and seeds and he rolls a
joint.
TOE
Yeah.
STU
So, who was that band with that
singer that sounded like Darth Vader
on crack.
TOE
(laughing)
Oh, that was the Fuckemos.
STU
Man, they were out there. And that
other band with that seven foot tall
fire breathing Amazon. Man, I'd like
to get her in a full nelson.
Toe pauses from looking at the porn mag to entertain the
thought.
TOE
Man you aren't lying. She's
beautiful.
FLASHBACK of Toe with Cory in a full nelson, she breathes
fire, END FLASHBACK.
STU
After I left there, I met up with
some horse tranquilizer and I got all
fucked up on this shit and I went
down to that bar down on fifth....
Stu uses his last match to light up the joint. He gets so
caught up in the story that he forgets to pass or smoke it.
CUT TO:
31 INT DISCO FLASHBACK NIGHT 31
Stu, scamming on these two large breasted chicks in a disco.
STU (O.S.)
And this dude comes up.
Some DUDE stands next to Stu and the girls, waiting for the
attention of the bartender. Dude notices the large breasts
on the girl Stu is scamming on.
STU (O.S.)
(continuing)
And he starts saying.
DUDE
Tits. Big tits. Big titties.
STU (O.S.)
And I'm like,
A shot down the length of the bar, it is covered with large
breasted women. Stu steps up to Dude.
STU
Hey, what the fuck's your problem?
Why you wanna be like that? You
trying to get your ass kicked?
STU (O.S.)
And the whole time, he's still saying
"Tits, tits, tits." and so he says:
DUDE
Fuck you. Fucker. Fuck you.
STU (O.S.)
And I'm ready to go.
STU
Alright, motherfucker.
STU (O.S.)
So then one of the girls step in and
she says:
GIRL
Wait, Stu. He's got Tourettes
Syndrome
STU
What?
GIRL
He's got Tourettes Syndrome.
STU (O.S.)
And I'm like:
STU
Well you better tell me what the fuck
that is before I beat the shit out of
him.
GIRL
He just says whatever's on his mind.
He can't help it.
STU
Oh, so he meant 'fuck you' when he
said it.
END FLASHBACK
32 INT STU'S HOUSE NIGHT 32
Stu and Toe in the living room, laughing. The joint went out.
STU
Shit, if I went around saying
everything that was on my mind, I'd
have bitches slapping me left, right
and left again.
(imitating the
Tourettes guy)
I wanna fuck your brains out. Lick
your girlfriends pussy. Tie you up.
Fuck you like a bitch.
(normal)
But it's cool now. I mean we're
friends and all.
Stu tosses Toe the money and notices that the joint is out.
STU
(continuing)
Shit, will you look at that. You
gotta light?
33 INT JAY'S HOUSE DAY 33
Toe sitting at Jay's house, Jay is chewing gum.
JAY
Hey, you want some of this nicotine
gum?
TOE
Sure. You trying to quit smoking or
what?
JAY
Naw, man, I never smoked. That shit
is nasty.
This gum though, it gets me all
buzzed out. And it's fucking good
too...Man.
Jay hands Toe twenty five bucks in ones and he starts to make
some bong hits with the newly acquired bag of weed.
34 INT ROSS' HOUSE NIGHT 34
TOE
You ever try this nicotine gum? It's
pretty good.
Toe offers Ross some gum and Ross grabs a piece.
ROSS
Thanks.
TOE
So, What, the regular dose?
ROSS
Yeah. So what's up with Pigpoke? I
heard you guys are gunna hit the road.
TOE
Oh, check this out, Bo's been callin
around and booking us a tour.
Toe pulls out a bag of weed and hands it to Ross.
ROSS
Oh, yeah?
TOE
I think he got us a show in New
Orleans with Blackula. My friend
Matt in Tennessee said he could get
us a show there. And, get this, Bo
talked to Nashville Pussy and got us
a show in Florida in two weeks.
Ross forks over the money.
ROSS
Hey, you think you can score us some
Rohypnols before you go?
TOE
I dunno. I can look into it.
ROSS
That would be bad ass. Get a whole
shitload, as many as you can.
35 EXT TAD'S HOUSE NIGHT 35
Toe pulls up in front of Tad's house and trots up to the
door, knocks twice and walks in.
36 INT TAD'S HOUSE NIGHT 36
TOE
Yo, Tad!
There is no answer. Toe looks around, he peeks in all the
rooms and finally finds the couch as he decides to wait. He
sees the bong on the table next to him and grabs it. It's
empty. Toe starts looking around for scraps of weed to
smoke. He finds some dust like weed particles and stuffs
them in the bowl. Toe strikes the lighter and as it
approaches the bowl, he accidently sucks all the dope down
the hole.
TOE
(continuing)
FUCK!
Toe exhales and there is no smoke.
TOE
(continuing)
Son of a bitch.
Toe gets up and starts looking for Tad's weed. He searches
under the couch, over the fireplace, under the ceramic
Budda... Toe is looking on some shelves in the corner when
the door comes flying open and JARVIS bolts in with a big ass
hillbilly brass knuckles/knife in hand. Toe spins around and
Jarvis grabs him by the throat and pushes him into the
corner. Jarvis jams the knife in his face.
JARVIS
You little fucking thief cock sucker.
TOE
No, no...
Toe collapses in the corner and balls up, trying to shield
himself from the knife.
TOE
(continuing)
Wait, wait...Jarvis, wait.
Jarvis puts his boot on Toe.
JARVIS
You don't fuckin know me.
TOE
Yeah, no, I know...wait, wait, I'm a
friend of Tad's. Look, man, I buy
weed of him all the time.
Jarvis pushes Toe's head down to the floor.
TOE
(continuing; nearly
in tears)
Man, look, Tad's under house arrest.
You know that. I mean, how useful is
he, really? He can't even keep up
with demand. You know, supply and
demand?
Jarvis rears back, preparing to punch Toe with the brass
knuckle part of the weapon.
JARVIS
Shut the fuck up.
Tad appears in the open doorway with a bag of generic Cheetos
in hand and orange stuff all over his fingers.
TAD
Hey, whas goin on?
Jarvis and Toe look at Tad.
TAD
(continuing; relaxed)
Hey Jarvis, hey Toe. Whatchall doin?
JARVIS
I caught this little bastard trying
to steal your shit.
TOE
Dude, I was just lookin for a bong
hit.
Jarvis punches Toe in the gut.
TAD
Naw, Jarvis, he's cool. That's my
friend Toe, he buys a shit load of
weed off me.
Jarvis walks toward the back room and he waves the knife,
signaling Tad to follow.
JARVIS
Tad, let's do fucking business.
37 EXT WITCHBANGER'S HOUSE DAY 37
Ned and the Witchbanger boys load up their van. The tape
player is playing a song.
BURTIS
Alright, one stop on the way outta
town for weed and that's everything.
Except for the stop for gas, then
that's everything.
CHICKEN
Wait a second. We can't forget the
Gold Tone.
Chicken runs into the house and comes trotting out the front
door holding a fucked up and spray-painted guitar.
CHICKEN
(continuing)
I was saving it for last.
They all hop in and Chicken starts up the van and throws it
into gear.
BURTIS
Hey Chicken, did you turn the iron
off?
CHICKEN
Shut the fuck up.
The van nearly peels out and drives off, smoking.
38 EXT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 38
A song blares as we open with a shot of a the Witchbanger van
pulling up to Toe's house. Ned, Chicken and Burtis sit in
the car. Ned turns the radio down.
NED
What the fuck are we doing here?
This is the Pigpoke house.
BURTIS
So what, you don't wanna come in and
see your buddie?
NED
Fuck these guys. Let's go to Tad's.
BURTIS
Tad's out. If you want some, here it
is.
Ned hands Burtis twenty-five bucks. Burtis hops out of the
car.
NED
And hurry up, will ya?
Burtis trots up to the front door and knocks. Toe answers
the door.
TOE
Hey, dude, what's up?
BURTIS
Got any of the goodness?
TOE
Yeah, sure, c'mon in.
They walk into the house.
39 INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 39
Toe and Burtis sit and Toe weighs up a quarter bag with a
postal scale. Toe looks out the living room window and can
see Ned sitting in the car, waiting.
TOE
Who's that in your car, you're not
with the fuzz are you?
BURTIS
Naw, that's just Ned and Chicken. I
made them stay in the car.
TOE
Ned, huh? Do I know him?
BURTIS
Ned's the guy that kicked your ass at
the Nashville Pussy show.
TOE
Oh, yeah? That's the fucker?
BURTIS
Oh, he's cool. He was just pissed
because we were supposed to play that
show.
TOE
We?
BURTIS
Yeah, Witchbanger. I guess he went
a little nuts. But it's cool.
Toe hands Burtis the bag. Burtis forks over twenty-five
bucks.
TOE
You guys misses a bad ass show.
Burtis looks out the window at Ned sitting impatiently in the
car.
BURTIS
No biggie. Whatever.
Burtis leaves and Toe goes to the window. Burtis walks over
to his car. Ned is looking back at Burtis and he sees Toe in
the window. Toe waves and smiles. Ned flips Toe the bird as
they drive off. The phone starts to ring and Toe picks it up.
40 INT SLIM'S HOUSE NIGHT 40
An extreme close up of Slim's mouth talking on a phone. Slim
has a fake moustache on and is all sweaty.
SLIM
Dude, I need a fucking bag and I need
it like fucking five minutes ago.
41 EXT SLIM'S HOUSE NIGHT 41
Toe's pickup pulls up to the camera and the headlights blow
out the image to a full white out. Some lounge music fades
in. Fade back in from the white to show a party setting in
Slim's back yard. There is a band playing and many people
are drinking and dancing. Toe walks through the crowd and up
to a trailer and enters.
42 INT SLIM'S HOUSE NIGHT 42
Slim is running in place and completely covered in sweat, he
is stripped down to his white satin boxers and 70's style
blue & gold tennis shoes. A fake moustache with white powder
on it is glued to his lip. Next to Slim is a mirror-top
coffee table with lots of crystal meth cut up into lines.
SLIM
Toe, Toe, Toe, Toe.
Toe extends a hand with a weed bag in it and he and Slim make
the exchange. Slim tosses Toe a wad of cash.
SLIM
(continuing)
Is my moustache on straight?
Without waiting for an answer, Slim grabs an afro wig and
puts it on. On the back of the door hangs a robe.
Slim dons the robe and flings the door open.
SLIM
(continuing; yelling)
IT'S MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!
The crowd cheers.
43 INT CLUB 1 (HOLE IN THE WALL) NIGHT 43
The cheering dies down as Witchbanger starts up a song. We
see them rocking out on stage. They are jumping around and
having a good time. We finally see the crowd that is one man
on a stool at the bar, drinking a beer and watching the tv.
44 EXT TOE'S HOUSE NIGHT 44
Toe moseys outside to meet a large white pickup truck that's
parked in front of his house. We can HEAR the police
scanner. He comes back to the house with a package.
45 INT TOE'S HOUSE NIGHT 45
Toe enters the house and busts open the dope on the coffee
table and cracks a shit-eating grin.
46 INT CLUB 2 (LEON'S COUNTRY STORE) NIGHT 46
Witchbanger stands on stage, all set up and ready to go. The
club is empty, except for the bartender.
NED
Are we gunna play or what?
CHICKEN
Should we wait til someone shows up?
BURTIS
I thought you had friends in Killeen,
Ned.
NED
So did I.
The Bartender approaches the band.
BARTENDER
Look, there ain't nobody here, an
it's gettin late, so why don't you
boys pack up and get on outta here.
BURTIS
Hey, we're booked to play and were
gunna play.
BARTENDER
What's the point? I ain't gunna pay
you, you ain't gettin no free beers
neither. So just get yer shit and go.
NED
Well can we play anyway, we need to
practice.
47 EXT CLUB 2 (LEON'S COUNTRY STORE) NIGHT 47
Ned, Chicken and Burtis loaded up and getting run off.
BARTENDER
Go back to hippie town, ya faggots!
48 INT CLUB 3 (PATO'S TACO'S) NIGHT 48
Show Witchbanger in a lame club.
NED
Hello Vidor. How bout them White Sox?
There is no one at the bar. Witchbanger starts up a song.
49 INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 49
T-BONE is buying a bag, sort of hiding in the shadows at
Toe's house, nervous and all dressed up in his work clothes.
He's completely paranoid, he steps in front of the window
with a beam of sunlight coming in and leans forward to grab
the bag. The sun backlights him and hits his ears and they
light up like Rudolph's nose. He drops money and steps back
into the shadows.
50 INT PORNO SHOP NIGHT 50
Witchbanger is rocking out at a porn shop. There are people
trying to grab porn videos and Witchbanger is in the way.
51 INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 51
ISAAC is sitting across from Toe. He is talking fast and is
very animated.
ISAAC
...so I'm poking him in the eye and
saying "where the fuck is my money?"
and he's just taking it like a bitch.
Isaac takes out a menthol cigarette and a bottle of cough
syrup. He dips the smoke into the bottle.
ISAAC
(continuing)
You want one?
TOE
Sure.
Isaac dips another cigarette and sets it out to dry.
ISAAC
So finally, his brother gets out of
the car...
Toe hands Isaac a bag of weed and Isaac tosses him some cash,
still talking.
ISAAC
(continuing)
So I say "You think I'm afraid of
you?" BAM. One hit, man. I knocked
his ass out!
Isaac hands the cigarette to Toe and they both light up.
ISAAC
(continuing)
His glasses went flying off and
shit...
FADE OUT:
52 INT TOE'S HOUSE - SLO-MO DAY 52
A slow motion shot of people buying weed from Toe. Starting
with someone knocking on the door and continuing through the
exchange of money for weed and their exit. Every few steps,
have a different person appear as the customer. Many
dissolves with many people, all doing a continuation of the
action of the previous buyer.
53 INT VIDEO GAME ARCADE NIGHT 53
Slo-mo tracking shot through the corridors of video games,
the sounds blaring at full volume. We come around a video
game to reveal Witchbanger playing in the corner. No one is
paying attention to them and they can't be heard over the
video games. We finally get close enough to hear them.
54 EXT/INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 54
Toe hops out of the passenger door of a large white diesel
pickup truck that's sitting in front of his house, we can
HEAR the police scanner. He walks into his house and drops
the bag of dope on the table and starts to break up the weed.
55 EXT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 55
A big hillbilly truck with a roll bar full of lights and
covered in mud pulls up in front of Toe's house. There are
two guys in the truck, DAVE riding shotgun and RANDY is
driving.
DAVE
Pull up next to that stopping pole.
The truck comes to a halt next to the stop sign and they hop
out and walk up to Toe's front door.
56 INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 56
Toe's sitting on the couch breaking up weed, he hears a knock
and answers the door.
TOE
Yo!
Dave walks into Toe's house, Randy follows, they both have a
beer in a koozi.
TOE
(continuing)
Hey, Dave, what's up?
DAVE
My dick, wanna sniff it?
Toe and Dave shake hands.
DAVE
(continuing)
Hey, this is my buddy, Randy. We're
lookin for quarters.
Toe and Randy shake hands.
RANDY
Hey there boss man.
TOE
Here, have a seat. Say, is that your
truck out there?
They sit. Toe points out the window at the pickup truck.
RANDY
Yep.
TOE
That's bad ass, like in the Fall Guy.
RANDY
(singing)
Cuz I'm the unknown stuntman...
ALL
(singing)
...that makes Eastwood look so fine...
DAVE
Man, I love that show.
Toe pulls out a bunch of bags of weed and hands two of them
to Dave.
TOE
Here ya go Colt Severs.
Dave tosses a bag to Randy. David inspects his bag.
DAVE
Hey, man, this shit looks like a
mule's pussy sewed up with grape vine.
TOE
Well, that's all there is going
around right now.
RANDY
Goddamn, it smells like embalming
fluid.
(to Dave)
Maybe we should forget it, huh?
DAVE
Naw, fuck it, man. I need ta get
high. Let's do it and roll.
They both dig out twenty five dollars and hand it to Toe.
57 INT CLUB 4 (BATES or FLAMINGO CANTINA) NIGHT 57
Ned turns on the microphone and taps it with his finger.
NED
Test, test.
The mic doesn't work, so Ned messes with the connection and
it comes on.
NED
(continuing)
Hello...okay.
Ned steps away and then back up to the mic.
NED
(continuing)
"Hello Vic--"
Ned steps on the mic chord and pulls the mic into his mouth
with a loud, amplified crash. The PA starts to feed back.
58 INT JARVIS'S HOUSE DAY 58
Establishing shot of Jarvis's house with the large white
truck outside. Toe and Jarvis sit in Jarvis's living room.
JARVIS
So what is it yer tryin ta say?
TOE
Dude, it's like this. I was doing
good for a while and then I just got
caught up in a lot of shit. I lost
my guitar in the pawn shop a while
back. Man, rent just snuck up on me.
I didn't expect that. Basically, I
was wondering if I could get you to
front me some weed so I can get my
shit back together.
JARVIS
Now, how the hell does rent sneak up
on you?
TOE
Dude, I don't know, it just did. My
landlord increased my rent three
times over the past four years. You
know how it's been going with all
these boneheads moving to Austin and
driving the rent up.
JARVIS
That still don't explain rent
sneaking up on you.
TOE
Man, I got all these people looking
to buy, so I could pay you back
pretty quick. I just need a little
help.
JARVIS
Goddamn, Toe. You some kinda fuckup?
Tryin to creep up on my good nature.
TOE
Everything was going fine til just
recently. My landlord was gunna kick
me out. I had to pay him off and now
I'm broke again.
Jarvis starts to pace.
JARVIS
I don't like doin this shit. I don't
like doin business with losers.
(thinking)
Motherfucker. You piss me off with
this shit, Toe.
TOE
Man, you know I'm good for it.
JARVIS
Listen, if I front you this QP then
it's gunna cost you extra.
TOE
Sure.
JARVIS
Two fifty, and I need the cash
tonight. You got that?
TOE
That's no problem, man.
JARVIS
Alright then, you're to meet me here
at eight o'clock, tonight. With all
the cash.
TOE
No problem.
JARVIS
All of it.
TOE
No problem.
Jarvis walks into the other room.
JARVIS
I don't wanna hafta put you on the
knee-break list.
59 INT TOE'S HOUSE DAY 59
Toe sits rolling up a joint out of the QP as Bo hangs up the
phone.
BO
That's it. The last show on the
tour. We hit the road tomorrow night
and it's five weeks of the good life.
TOE
Perfect. I gotta do a little shaking
and baking and by tomorrow night,
we'll have surplus cash.
60 INT STU'S HOUSE NIGHT 60
Start with Stu shaking the light fixture, the light flickers
and comes on. Toe and Stu sit around Stu's living room.
They sit opposite one another. Between them is a table with
a light coming through it. Stu seems kind of tense, he sits
on the edge of his seat and inspects a bag of weed under the
light.
STU
Yeah, that stuff the other night was
pretty good. This more of the same?
TOE
Yeah.
Stu pulls some weed out of the bag filled with shitty looking
dirt brown weed, sticks, and seeds.
STU
Lets try some of this stuff out.
This some pretty good shit, huh?
TOE
Does the job.
STU
Yeah, this looks good. How much?
TOE
Four hunerd.
Stu pulls out his wallet and gets four one hundred dollar
bills out and gives them to Toe. Stu starts to break up some
weed.
STU
This shit smells pretty good. You
can get me a half pound tomorrow
right?
TOE
Yeah, no problem.
STU
It's my buddy's bachelor party.
Stu gets out a paper and loads it up with weed.
STU
(continuing)
Hey, I got some of that horse
tranquilizer I was telling you about.
TOE
Oh, yeah?
STU
You wanna do some?
TOE
Fuck yeah, do you even need to ask?
Stu pulls out a black tile covered in blue powder and places
it on the table and the light goes off. Stu slaps the bulb
and the light comes half way on. He slaps it again and it
turns on all the way. Stu sprinkles some powder onto the
joint and twists it up.
STU
Here huff on this and I'll cut you up
a line or two.
Stu puffs on the joint and gives it to Toe who puffs away.
The light keeps flicking on and off as Stu cuts up the drugs.
STU
(continuing)
Man, this piece of crap never works
right...goddamn light. Here ya go.
Stu hands Toe the tile and Toe huffs up the goods. Stu looks
at the clock, it's 8:00.
STU
(continuing)
Oh, shit. Real Stories of the Bounty
Patrol's coming on. You wanna hang
out and watch it?
Stu picks up the remote.
TOE
(looks at the clock)
Oh fuck, I've gotta hit the road. I
was supposed to meet some one right
now.
61 EXT DESOLATE ROAD NIGHT 61
Toe drives down some small, desolate roads. The horse
tranquilizers starts to kick in. He keeps looking up at the
stars. His truck stops running and he opens the door to get
out. Toe gets his foot caught in the seatbelt and he falls
on his face. Toe gets up, grabs his money and drugs and
starts walking down the dirt road. Toe staggers and
stumbles. He spins wildly when he hears a noise. He falls
down. Toe looks into the night sky, searching for something.
Toe sits Indian style in the road and pulls out a bag of weed
and tries to roll a joint. He spills weed everywhere and
tears the paper while licking it. Toe gets up and starts to
stumble down the road again, he tries to light the broken
joint when a bright beam of light blasts down upon him from
above. Toe turns to look into the light, he's paralyzed by
the intense beam. Toe stands in awe of the lights he
believes to be a UFO, his arms are stretched out and his head
thrown back in anticipation of the oncoming aliens.
A silhouette appears on either side of the vehicle emanating
light. The figures approach Toe and he cocks his head to the
side to see the aliens (Toe's p.o.v.).
DAVE
This weed's bunk.
Toe gets punched in the face. [white flash followed by
blackness]
62 EXT DESERT NIGHT - DRUG FUELED DREAM SEQUENCE 62
Toe is stranded in the desert. In slow motion, a blue
chicken comes over the horizon. They stand facing one
another as if in a shootout. Toe dives at the chicken and
chases it as feathers float about. Toe takes one last dive
and grabs the chicken.
63 EXT DESOLATE ROAD DAY 63
Cars zoom by as Toe lies face down in the shoulder of the
road. He wakes up in a puddle of drool. A small blue
feather is stuck to his cheek; it blows away in the wind.
The sun is directly overhead and it's hot. He pushes himself
to his feet and is overcome with a head rush. His face is
covered with dirt and there are red marks from lying on the
road. Toe notices that his pockets are turned inside out.
He brushes himself off and walks back to his truck. He tries
to push start the truck, but to no avail. Toe unscrews the
clamp holding down the hood and opens it up. He tinkers
around, tries to push start it, no luck. Toe slams the door.
Toe gets more and more frustrated. He kicks the fender.
Tries to push start it. Throws some tools. His brain has
snapped.
TOE (OVER)
(talking to himself)
I can still make this work. I'll
kiss ass, I'll get Jarvis to front me
the weed. Sell it to Stu for eight
hundred. I'll still have money left
over. This can work. Just kiss ass,
kiss ass, kiss ass...
Toe gives it one last push and hops in. He pops the clutch,
and nothing happens. He slumps his head onto the steering
wheel, defeated. Finally he notices that he'd run out of
gas. Toe taps the meter with his finger and slumps his head
forward, setting off the horn. Toe abandons the vehicle and
starts to walk.
TOE
...just kiss ass
64 EXT JARVIS'S HOUSE DAY 64
Toe standing at the front door of Jarvis's house and the door
comes flying open. Toe catches a punch to his mouth as
Jarvis's fist pops out from behind the door.
TOE
AWWW! FUCK. You don't need to punch
me. I already been beat up. Look at
my eye.
Jarvis throws another punch into Toe's eye.
TOE
(continuing;
screaming)
FUCK!!!!! JESUS CHRIST!!!!
Toe grabs at his eye.
JARVIS
Where's my fuckin money?
TOE
Dude, I don't have it right--
Jarvis yanks off his belt and using it like a bull whip,
wraps it around Toe's neck and grabbing the other end,
choking Toe. He yanks Toe into the house, shutting the door
behind him.
65 INT JARVIS'S HOUSE DAY 65
JARVIS
Where'd you say my money was,
motherfucker?
TOE
Wait, wait--
Toe pleads with his hands raised up as if surrendering.
JARVIS
Nobody fucks me! You were sposed to
meet me here last night at EIGHT
O'FUCKING CLOCK.
TOE
Dude, you're choking me! Wait, I got
jumped last night. Theses fucking
hillbillies rolled me.
JARVIS
You're a goddamn liar.
Jarvis tightens up the headlock and Toe starts turning red.
TOE
(choking)
Shit, I wouldn't dick you over. I
had your money last night, all of it.
I was on my way here when my truck
ran out of gas. Those kickers took
all of it.
Jarvis's cell phone starts ringing. Jarvis drags Toe over to
where his phone is located. He answers the phone.
JARVIS
(into the phone)
Yeah... yeah... No, no. That shit
ain't sposed ta be here til
tomorrow... Fuck... Tonight, huh?
Shit, I'm late for this drug abuse
education class as it is. Yeah, I
gotta go in order to get this fucking
drug charge dropped... Listen... That
fuckin moron's under house arrest for
jerkin off in a laundry mat... You
know what? I got someone right here.
He's fuckin green and a little
stupid, but he's good... He can be
there by eight thirty. He'll be
drivin a fucked up eye- shitzu
pickup... name's Toe.... I don't got
time for your shit, Paco, my boy
will be there at eight thirty.
Jarvis hangs up the phone and drops Toe to the floor. Toe
takes a deep breath.
JARVIS
(continuing)
Listen up, motherfucker, you're going
to Del Rio.
TOE
Tonight?
JARVIS
(angry)
Yer goddamn right, tonight! You got
some kinda plans?!
Jarvis screams in Toe's face, spit flying from his mouth.
TOE
No, man. No, nothing... but a trip
to Del Rio.
JARVIS
(uptight)
That's fuckin right.
Jarvis walks into his bedroom and comes out with a cowboy
style briefcase. He slams the case down on the table.
Jarvis pops open the case and checks it out, not showing Toe
(or the camera) what's inside. He shuts it, and messes up
the combination. Jarvis gets up and starts to pace and think.
JARVIS
(continuing; slow &
precise)
Now listen up, you'll meet up with
two guys named Lupe and Paco.
There's this tejano bar on Azul
Street in Del Rio. They'll have a
package for you. You give them this
here case and they give you a bag,
simple. Now, they know the
combination for this thing, so don't
worry about it. Don't even touch the
fuckin thing. Now, when you get the
bag, I want you to call me from a pay
phone. Don't fuck with this bag
either, just get it to the pay phone.
Now, when you call, I'll tell you
where to drop it. There should be no
fuckups. I've dealt with these guys
plenty of times. You got it?
TOE
Yeah.
JARVIS
Now, leave right fucking now. And I
don't want you speeding, that's all
I need is to have some flat foot cock
sucking highway patrol bastard mother
fucker getting all my shit.
Jarvis sighs a breath of exhausted relief. Toe starts to
leave.
JARVIS
(continuing)
Wait up, sign my AA card.
Jarvis pulls out a small red card and hands it to Toe.
JARVIS
(continuing)
Date that for the fifteenth.
Toe signs the card and hands it back to Jarvis.
TOE
Hey, uh, I don't have any money for
gas.
CONTINUE
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