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Kalifornia (1993)

by Tim Metcalfe.
Based on a story by Stephen Levy and Tim Metcalfe.
Shooting draft.

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FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY


EXT. - NIGHT

It's raining like hell. Flashes of lightning reveal momentary 
glimpses of a decayed urban/industrial landscape. Far below 
us, a mysterious glistening wet rock lies engulfed in the 
drowning earth. We descend toward the rock. Sporadic flashes 
of lightning distort our perspective of the stone. It looks 
strangely beautiful, like a diamond stuck in the dark mud... 
Closer... Closer...

Suddenly, STRONG MALE HANDS cut across the frame and wrench 
it free from its muddy grave. Even closer... And we discover 
that the underbelly of this beautiful rock is teeming with 
every kind of slithering repulsive insect... FLASH!!* 
Lightning obliterates the frame.

(* FLASHES OF LIGHT from lightning, car headlights, 
photographic strobe units and flashlights are used throughout 
the following sequences as recurring transitional devices.)

CITY STREET EXT. NIGHT

We can barely see the darkened street in a run down part of 
an inner city -- what we can see looks half demolished. 
Flash!!

Through chain link fencing, the blinding headlights of a 
70'S CHEVY arc into frame. For an instant we see the fleeting 
image of a PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL. On her feet a pair of bright 
red high heeled shoes. The Chevy pulls up next to her.

INT. 70'S CHEVY - NIGHT

FLASH!! An oncoming car's headlights streak across the beat 
up Chevy's windshield... revealing... THE DRIVER, 45ish, as 
he leans across the passenger seat and opens the car door.

The pretty teenage girl slides into the car. Dressed only in 
a skirt and T-Shirt, she's soaked to the skin. Make-up runs 
down her face and her hair sticks to her bare shoulders. She 
seems nervous... scared even.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	Thanks.

As she closes the car door the man notices that her hand has 
been injured. It's bound with coarse white toweling and 
stained with blood. In her other hand, she clings tightly to 
a cheap yellow leather purse. He reaches forward and puts 
his hand on the gear-shift, the back of his hand brushing 
against her leg, she moves away. He slides the gear-shift 
into drive.

Another car's headlights flare the windshield as he pulls 
out into the night.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

Suddenly... a powerful photographic strobe light ignites! 
Revealing a decrepit warehouse interior. Silhouetted briefly 
against the paint chipped walls are two figures: A man, BRIAN 
KESSLER, 25, short chopped hair dressed in black on black, 
and a woman, CARRIE LAUGHLIN, 25, short black hair and tight 
black clothes. Carrie holds a 35mm still camera, an umbilical 
cord runs to a strobe light. Brian holds a flashlight in one 
hand, a tape recorder in the other. He begins speaking into 
the tape recorder.

			BRIAN
	Her father worked the night shift 
	here. Most nights he'd bring her 
	with him.
		(pause)
	She was eleven years old.

His flashlight scans the ominous environment. Carrie takes 
flash photo.

EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT

Emerging from the blackness... The same strong male hands 
that unearthed the rock now pulls his rain soaked jacket 
clear of his torso. A crude bandage wrapped around one of 
the fingers. The rock is slipped up under his jacket... up 
against his bare chest. The jacket is pulled down to conceal 
the rock and the faceless figure drifts away.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

The beam of Brian's flashlight sweeps through the darkness, 
revealing another room.

			BRIAN
	This is it. This is the where he'd 
	take her whenever he had the urge to 
	molest her.

The flashlight finds the corner in question. Flash!! The 
warehouse lights up again, revealing a huge machine room.

			BRIAN
	Of course! Nobody would have heard 
	her cries over the noise of the 
	machines.

INT. 70'S CHEVY - NIGHT

A male hand wipes the steamy condensation clear of his car's 
front window. The windshield wipers swipe incessantly at the 
constant sheet of rain beyond.

			DRIVER
	Damn! This defroster never works...

The driver fidgets blindly with the various levers and knobs. 
He finally manages to get the defroster and heater to work. 
The girl leans forward into the stream of warm air.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	...Mmm... feels good.

She closes her eyes, lets it blow across her face. He watches 
her. His eyes linger on her body.

			DRIVER
	Have a problem with your car?

She pulls her wet hair off her bruised face and gives him a 
nervous smile.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	No.
		(beat)
	My problem's with men.

He throws a curious look at her, then back to the highway.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

Brian's flashlight moves around the room.

			BRIAN
	This is where she murdered her first 
	victim. They found his body over in 
	the corner, shot through the head.

The flashlight continues to search through the darkness.

			BRIAN
	They found her second victim over 
	there.

Another flash!!!!!

INT. 70'S CHEVY

Very close on the girl's yellow purse... as the metal zipper 
is pulled open. The driver notices her opening the purse.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	Okay if I smoke?

			DRIVER
		(unconvincingly)
	...sure.

The driver watches as she reaches into the purse... out a 
soggy pack of matches. She looks at them... I look to the 
driver.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	My matches are all wet. You got a 
	lighter?

			DRIVER
		(scans the dashboard)
	Yeah. It's here somewhere. It's my 
	wife's car. Ah... there it is.

He pushes the cigarette lighter in to heat. Out of the corner 
of his eye, he sees the girl's hand slip back in her purse. 
And stay there. She stares at the car lighter and... waits. 
The driver glances at her, then back to the lighter.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE

FLASH!! As another strobe light ignites. Tape recorder hand, 
Brian continues...

			BRIAN
	She lured them here with the promise 
	of sex.
		(beat)
	Imagine the anger and hatred she 
	must have felt returning to this 
	place. Did she use that to help her 
	pull the trigger?

Carrie snaps another shot. Flash!! The blinding flash 
illuminates the night rain streaming in through the fractured 
remains of the ceiling.

			CARRIE
	Shhhhhhhhh.

Brian stops talking. Carrie scans the darkness. From the 
quiet...

A Thunderous Roar!!

INT. 70'S CHEVY - NIGHT

A Blinding Flash!!

As... a semi-trailer crosses paths with the 70'S CHEVY.

Close on the girl. An intent expression on her face as she 
watches and waits... for the cigarette lighter to eject. His 
hand reaches deeper into her purse. The Driver tenses as he 
sees this. Suddenly...

POP!! The lighter ejects.

The Driver reaches for the dash. The girl hurriedly lifts 
something out from inside the bag. The Driver yanks the 
lighter out... and whips a look to the girl.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE

Brian's flashlight sweeps across the shadowed remains of the 
rafters and catwalks. Scanning... Listening... Brian and 
Carrie glance tentatively at each other... Then slowly Carrie 
lifts the portable strobe unit upward until it is pointing 
into the rafters. Carrie fires a shot, triggering a brilliant 
Flash!!

							CUT TO:

Flash! Out of the inky black... The glistening wet rock 
emerges, hurtling downwards... Tumbling end over end through 
the night rain...

INT. 70'S CHEVY

The girl pulls a pack of cigarettes out of her purse. She 
looks curiously to the driver whose hand is trembling 
slightly.

			PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL
	What's the matter?

			DRIVER
		(unconvincingly)
	...nothing.

The girl reaches out, steadies his trembling hand... and 
pulls the red hot coil to the cigarette between her lips.

When... in a THUNDEROUS CRASH!! The glistening wet rock comes 
smashing through their windshield!!!!

EXT. FREEWAY - NIGHT

The CHEVY brakes... Skids across the rain-slicked pavement 
and turns a somersault, landing upside down on its hood.

ANOTHER ANGLE: CLOSER

The CAMERA DRIFTS ACROSS the fractured front end of the 
overturned CHEVY. The twisted hunk of metal hisses... 
steams... groans. The front tire spins lazily to a halt on 
its mangled axle.

IN THE BACKGROUND - HIGH OVERHEAD

We see a man standing on a highway overpass. He's leaning on 
the railing and calmly looking down at the wrecked car.

CLOSER

EARLY GRAYCE, 25, athletic build, big watery eyes, jet black 
hair, stands by the railing. Rain streaks down his 
expressionless face. He dropped the rock.

EARLY'S POV - THE 70'S CHEVY

Lying in the deserted highway. The Driver crawls out covered 
with blood. Still clutched in his hand is the car cigarette 
lighter. Its red hot coil extinguishing quickly to a faint 
glow.

ANGLE: CLOSER ON EARLY

Calmly looking down with no pity. Even closer... Water running 
down his face. Closer yet... On his eye... And right into 
the dilated pupil.

As we enter it -- it's like being in a dark winding tunnel 
filled with the hum of dynamos and the loud rhythmic pumping 
of powerful machinery.

FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE BLACKNESS

The distant echo of a Woman's voice.

			KIM (O.S.)
	Are you dead or alive?

INT. APARTMENT - BRIAN'S EAR - LATER THAT NIGHT

Still hearing the whine from some tremendous dynamo, we emerge 
from the inside of BRIAN'S RIGHT EARDRUM, pulling back far 
enough to see his face.

			KIM (O.S.)
	Brian?

Brian is distracted, distant, not paying attention to the 
game of "Twenty Questions" that he is playing.

			BRIAN
	Dead.

			KIM (O.S.)
		(sarcastic)
	Obviously!

NEW ANGLE

A small party in progress. Graduate student types, smoking, 
drinking. The usual. Carrie and Brian stand out in this group, 
their look is more stylized, their attitude less complacent. 
Carrie, in particular, looks restless.

			CARL
	Man or woman?

			BRIAN
	Man.

Carrie tunes in and pays attention to the game.

			CLAUDIA
	Real or fictional.

			BRIAN
	Real.

			CARRIE
	Ted Bundy.

Brian's eyes dart to Carrie. The look on his face tells 
everyone she nailed it. Brian gets up to get another drink. 
Several people laugh, amazed that Carrie knows Brian so well.

			CLAUDIA
	What a guess!

			CARL
	Doesn't count, she's disqualified.

			CARRIE
	Why?

			CARL
	Because you've been living with him, 
	and his thesis for the last year and 
	a half.
		(beat)
	He's probably been researching Ted 
	Bundy all week.

			PETER
	Carl, you are the world's worst loser!

Carl looks over to Carrie. She gives him the finger and a 
cheeky smile.

CAROL, sitting next to Carrie, asks...

			CAROL
	Any word from that gallery?

			CARRIE
	Not yet.

			CAROL
	Nervous?

			CARRIE
	...Apprehensive. Let's not forget 
	these are the people who banned the 
	Mapplethorpe show. Anyway, 
	California's loaded with galleries.

			CAROL
		(nods toward Brian)
	You mean 'Ted Bundy's' finally agreed 
	to leave?

Carrie watches Brian disappear into another room.

			CARRIE
	...Soon as he finishes his thesis.

			CAROL
	Listen, Eric's been "finishing" his 
	for over three years now.

Carrie lights a cigarette. Her frustration is showing.

			CARRIE
	Yeah, well Brian's got 'til the end 
	of the summer, then I'm outta here.

She gets up and begins weaving her way through the crowded 
room. Carol follows.

			CAROL
	I'm sorry, but I just can't see you 
	veggin' out in LA-LA LAND.

			CARRIE
	Oh, I don't know... I think that 
	once I dye my hair blonde, buy a 
	string bikini and cultivate that 
	tan... I could be veggin' out with 
	the best of 'em...
		(does a valley-
			girl/beach bunny)
	Like fer shurr!

Carrie and Carol share a strained laugh.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

INT. APARTMENT KITCHEN - FEW MOMENTS LATER

The room's crowded with people. There's a lot of noise -- 
"shop talk," banter. Clipped conversations overlap, as we 
find Brian with his friend Eric. They are in the midst of 
making a blender of margaritas.

			BRIAN
	I'm talking about the mind and 
	culpability of a serial killer. 
	Someone who has no ability to 
	distinguish between right and wrong 
	should not be imprisoned, let alone 
	executed.

Eric dumps in a handful of ice cubes as Brian pours in the 
booze.

			ERIC
	Oh, here we go again. Let's just lay 
	it all at the altar of misfiring 
	synapses, amok biochemicals and 
	horrendous childhoods.

			BRIAN
	Look, it's a fact, most of these 
	people suffer from a severe chemical 
	brain imbalance.
		(beat)
	That enough Tequila?

			ERIC
	Probably not...

Brian pours in the rest of the bottle.

			BRIAN
		(to Eric)
	The answer is research and treatment 
	under hospital supervised conditions, 
	not the electric chair!

Eric looks for triple sec in the cupboards. PETER overhears 
them on his way to the refrigerator.

			PETER
	Yeah, until it's your mother's head 
	they find in the refrigerator.

He pulls open the refrigerator door and grabs two beers. 
Carrie steps up behind Brian.

			BRIAN
	Executing the killer wouldn't bring 
	my mother back.

			CARRIE
	Thank god!

Brian turns to see Carrie now behind him. She wraps her arms 
around his neck.

			BRIAN
		(sarcastic to Carrie)
	Ha, ha.

			ERIC
	Yeah, but it'd sure make you feel 
	better, wouldn't it?

			BRIAN
	No, it wouldn't make me feel better.

Peter finds triple sec in the refrigerator.

			PETER
	...Looking for this?

Eric takes the triple sec from Peter and pours some in the 
blender. He turns it on. It whines.

			CARRIE
		(to Brian)
	If I have to listen to one more 
	"tweed" talk about his dissertation, 
	I'm going to throw up.

			ERIC
		(to Brian)
	Label it anyway you want, the bottom 
	line is these people are evil, plain 
	and simple.

			BRIAN
		(continuing with Eric)
	Okay, now you want to talk about 
	good versus evil? Well then let's 
	start with Adam and Eve and the snake.

			CARRIE
	Who do I have to blow to get out of 
	here?

			BRIAN
		(reconsiders)
	A... I gotta go.

EXT. LUCKY STREET GRILL

A relic from the fifties with large glass windows. The rain 
has stopped but the streets are still wet. Early's piece of 
shit Grand Prix pulls into the lot. He gets out and walks 
into the diner.

INT. DINER - NIGHT

The place is almost empty. Early, still wet from the rain, 
walks to the counter and sits down. He calls out to the 
kitchen.

			EARLY
	Coffee and a bowl of chili, please.

			WAITRESS (O.S.)
	...Be right there.

The only other customer is an OLD MAN, sitting at the counter 
nearby nursing a cup of coffee. His face half hidden under a 
rain soaked hat. Early selects a tune from the countertop 
juke box.

OLD MAN'S POV

Out of the corner of his eye he sees a bug (from the concrete 
block) crawl out of Early's sleeve and onto the counter.

			OLD MAN
		(from beneath his 
			shadowy brim...)
	The Antichrist'll be a woman, in a 
	man's body. Seven heads and seven 
	tails.

Early gazes at the Old Man curiously, then calls out to the 
waitress...

			EARLY
	Make that to go.

Early notices the small bug crawling across the counter. He 
leans closer to it and watches it. After a moment, he THWACKS 
it off the counter with his thumb and finger. The bug lands 
on the hot iron griddle with a SIZZLE!

EARLY glances at the Old Man again... then scoots over one 
stool closer to him. Early seems curious to want to get a 
glimpse under the brim of the Old Man's hat.

IN THE BACK KITCHEN AREA

The waitress is bagging Early's order to go... when the front 
door slams shut!

FRONT DINING AREA

The waitress re-enters the room. It's empty. Neither the Old 
Man nor Early are there. With Early's food in hand, she makes 
her way along the rear of the counter toward the front door. 
She glances around curiously. On the griddle, the remains of 
something black and charred smoulders. Closer to the entrance, 
she stares at the front door. The sign that hangs in its 
window has been turned... the backside which faces her reads 
"OPEN."

AT THE FRONT DOOR

She wonders about the sign for a moment, then stares curiously 
out the window... not a soul in sight. She locks the door 
and begins closing up for the night. She turns to make her 
way to the rear of the diner then notices something. Slowly 
she moves along the side wall, past a number of highbacked 
booths.

HER POV

Sitting on one of the funky old leather seats in a booth are 
a pair of RED HIGH HEELED SHOES (the same pair worn earlier 
by the Pretty Teenage Girl). The Waitress glances nervously 
about the interior. No one in sight.

AT THE BOOTH

She reaches down slowly and picks up the pair of shoes. Looks 
at them closely. Stares at the inside lining. Then suddenly 
out of the quiet... a voice.

			EARLY
	...Size 6.

The Waitress spins a startled look to the booth beyond hers! 
Early leans out from behind the highback partition.

			EARLY
	That's right ain't it, size 6?

The Waitress... smiles, nods shyly.

			EARLY
	Happy birthday Adele.

			ADELE
	Early, you are so sweet.

This is ADELE CORNERS. She's 17, pretty, uneducated and 
Early's girlfriend. She steps over to him, gives him a kiss, 
then sits down on the seat across from him. She starts to 
try on her new shoes.

			ADELE
	I feel kind of like the wizard of 
	oz, you know when she gets the red 
	shoes.

			EARLY
	Well Dorothy, why don't you hand me 
	that chili there.

She passes the bag to Early. He digs in. Between bites, he 
glances over to Adele who's enthusiastically pulling on the 
new shoes.

INT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S LOFT APARTMENT - LATER THAT NIGHT

A door swings open spilling light into a darkened room. Brian 
and Carrie, a little drunk, return home from the party.

Their apartment is in an old converted industrial building 
in a funky low rent part of town.

Brian walks ahead, Carrie trails behind him, peeling off her 
clothes. She begins unzipping her dress, unnoticed by Brian.

			BRIAN
	Tonight turned out to be pretty 
	interesting.

			CARRIE
	The party?

She grabs a leather cap that sits on a chair.

			BRIAN
	The warehouse. I'm not that drunk.

			CARRIE
	It was definitely the high point of 
	the evening.

Carrie's dress falls to the floor.

			BRIAN
		(getting excited)
	Just being there where it really 
	happened. It was different... more 
	visceral.

			CARRIE
	Mmm... I love it when you talk like 
	that.

Brian is at the foot of the bed, he turns to see... Carrie 
has transformed. She has stripped down to her black bra and 
panties, fishnet stockings, a nightporter style leather cap. 
A surprised Brian stands there a moment. Looking at Carrie. 
She looks great.

OMITTED

Carrie pushes Brian back onto the bed.

OMITTED

Carrie climbs on top of him. She kisses his neck. Slowly 
starts working her lips across his chest and down his stomach.

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - MORNING

A solitary trailer sits alongside a run down house.

INT. EARLY'S TRAILER - MORNING

Through the soot tinged atmosphere, sunlight filters in past 
the curtained windows. Early is lying face down in bed, his 
right arm extended over the side. Adele is in the kitchen 
half dressed, and unsuccessfully attempting to iron one of 
Early's shirts. She realizes the iron is out of water, she 
sets it down and steps to the sink and fills a glass with 
water. As she does she glances at a cactus on the counter.

OMITTED

			ADELE
	You thirsty Lucy?

OMITTED

She waters her small cactus (Lucy).

			ADELE
	Bet that feels good, don't it?

NEW ANGLE - THE REFRIGERATOR

Adele smiles then notices that a photo held to the fridge by 
a decorative magnet has fallen to the floor. She picks it 
up.

			ADELE
	Now if that ain't Momma's little 
	angel.

Adele puts it back onto the fridge. It is a photo of a young 
Early with his mother. In the photo Early appears to be about 
ten or eleven. he stands next to his mother. Her arm is draped 
over his shoulders, she is holding a drink. A cigarette butt 
dangles between her fingers. Nearby a portable radio is tuned 
to music, when the local radio jingle comes on and segues to 
the news.

NEW ANGLE ON EARLY

A handkerchief bandana is tied around his head and over his 
eyes.

The NEWSCASTER'S voice gets louder.

			NEWSCASTER (O.S.)
	...two more victims last night, when 
	a twenty pound rock smashed through 
	the windshield of their car...

CLOSER - EARLY'S FACE

Slowly he reaches to his face and lifts the bandana up off 
one eye. Even closer on his left eyelid. It flutters... pops 
open and blinks. Now... his eyeball stares right at us. The 
pitch black pupil contracts in the morning light. The 
newscaster's voice continues to amplify...

			NEWSCASTER
	This was the third such attack in 
	the past month and while an extensive 
	police operation is underway... no 
	arrests have yet been made.

The newscaster's voice quickly fades away. Early calmly closes 
his eyes and drifts back to sleep.

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - LATE MORNING

Early emerges from the trailer drinking a bottle of beer. He 
looks around the yard, it's full of various kinds of useless 
junk. He walks over to his car. Adele appears in the doorway 
of the trailer in her bathrobe.

			ADELE
	Early...

She glances around to make certain that no one's looking, 
then 'flashes' her body to Early with a giggle.

			ADELE
	Have a good one.

Early smiles. Adele turns back into the trailer then, 
remembers...

			ADELE
	Oh... I forgot to tell you, Mr. 
	Diebold was by again yesterday.

Early looks at the run down house next door where Diebold 
lives. A beat up red pick-up is parked in front.

			ADELE
	He said, if he ain't got the rest of 
	his money by the end of the month, 
	he's gonna "kick us the...
		(spells the word fuck 
			to avoid saying it)
	F-U-C-K outta here."

Early works his jaw, thinking.

			EARLY
	He said that, huh? Cursed in front 
	of you?

Adele nods.

			ADELE
	You gonna talk to him?

Early gets in his car.

			EARLY
	If he comes back, don't answer the 
	door.

Early revs the raspy engine.

			ADELE
	Suppose he hears me inside?

Adele's words are unheard as Early pulls away flinging his 
beer bottle at a couple of chained PITBULLS in Diebold's 
front yard.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

INT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S LOFT - AFTERNOON

Brian enters the darkened loft interior.

			BRIAN
	I picked up some Chinese. Did you 
	hear from the gallery?

Brian turns the corner, he's immediately greeted by a series 
of erotic images being projected on the far wall. They are 
slides of Carrie's photographic work. In regard to the nature 
and content of Carrie's photographic work, her photographs 
address the sexual collision of opposites. "What if's." The 
subjects of her photographs are hypothetical and highly 
unlikely partners. Studies in contract. Moments of passion.

			BRIAN
		(tentative)
	You got your slides back.

From across the room, he hears Carrie's disembodied voice. 
He drifts toward the couch.

			CARRIE
	Yeah, same old shit. Too graphic... 
	not suitable for mass consumption... 
	one of those... I forget. Who cares.

Brian finds her slumped down on the couch. He sits down. 
She's got a drink in her hand. A bottle on her lap. She 
continues to click through the slides. As she rambles on, 
it's obvious that she's definitely under the influence of 
something 90 proof.

			CARRIE
	Christ Brian I'm dying here... you 
	are too, you just don't know it yet. 
	You're too busy working on that damned 
	thesis... And, thing is... when you 
	finally do finish it, it's just gonna 
	get filed away on some shelf at the 
	University Library... then what?

Brian can see she's upset. Drowsy from the booze. He just 
watches her. Listens. Her words linger in his head.

			CARRIE
		(continues)
	I thought you wanted to be a writer.

			BRIAN
		(quietly)
	...I do.

			CARRIE
	Then you can write anywhere. Let's 
	get out of here, while we still can.

			BRIAN
	Carrie, come on... we can leave 
	anytime we...

			CARRIE
	No we can't. We can never leave once 
	you start talking about tenure... 
	and vacation pay... and parking 
	privileges and... oh shit! let's 
	just go to California now, right 
	now, before it's too late.

			BRIAN
	...just like that?

			CARRIE
	Just like that. Load up the Lincoln... 
	point it West... stop when we hit 
	the fucking ocean.

The bold graphic sexual photographs of Carrie's continue to 
accentuate her comments.

			CARRIE
	That's half the kick anyway. Doing 
	something you've never done before. 
	Experiencing something... different. 
	Something... unpredictable.

Brian notices an envelope on the floor nearby. He picks it 
up. Opens it. Inside, he finds the photographs Carrie took 
at the warehouse. Interested, he shuffles through them. He 
becomes more and more intrigued with what he sees.

			BRIAN
	...These are great.

He glances over to Carrie... she's fallen asleep. He reaches 
over and quietly pulls the drink glass from her hand.

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - LATE AFTERNOON

Early's Grand Prix has a head of steam up as it tears across 
the drive and hangs a hard right into his parking space next 
to the trailer. Suddenly, Early hits the brakes hard! Another 
car is parked there.

INT. EARLY'S TRAILER

Early spills through the doorway.

			EARLY
	Adele, who's car's that out...

Early spots his PAROLE OFFICER standing in the bedroom area 
snooping around. He has a prosthetic hand which he uses to 
search through Early's things.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	She's not here.

The Parole Officer hiccups throughout the scene.

			EARLY
	What are you doin' here? I ain't 
	supposed to be at the Parole Office 
	'til tomorrow, two o'clock.

Early notices the man looking through some of his letters 
and papers.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	Social call.

The Parole Officer opens one of the closet doors, pilfers 
through things inside, as if searching for something. Early 
is getting pissed off but says nothing.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	You're supposed to call me when you 
	lose your job Early. I stopped by 
	the mirror factory today, you left 
	quite a mess behind there.

			EARLY
	Wasn't my fault...

He lifts his crudely bandaged middle finger.

			EARLY
	...It was dangerous there and they 
	treated me like shit.

Parole Officer steps over to the refrigerator, opens it, 
snoops around inside.

			PAROLE OFFICER
		(swallows a hiccup)
	Yeah... Well you never have been 
	'treated right'... Have you?
		(hiccup)
	Your father was pickin' on you when 
	he threw you out of the house for 
	stealing the tires off his truck. 
	The Marines misunderstood you when 
	they gave you that dishonorable 
	discharge.

He finishes with the refrigerator and continues his search 
through the drawers and cabinets of the trailer.

			PAROLE OFFICER
		(hiccup)
	...The police were way out of line 
	when they stopped you from beating 
	that bartender half to death. And no 
	doubt God'll be pickin' on you on 
	Judgement Day...

			EARLY
	I ain't got nothing against God. 
	It's the people he let come into the 
	world... lot of them should have 
	been stopped at the door. What are 
	you looking for?

The Parole Officer ignores the question. He steps up to a 
sink overflowing with dirty dishes.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	That girlfriend of yours ain't much 
	for housekeeping, is she.

Early dismisses the place with a glance.

			EARLY
	I'm thinking about moving...

Early opens the refrigerator, grabs a bottle of beer.

			EARLY
	Maybe down to Texas... Probably get 
	some work on them offshore oil rigs. 
	Hear the pay's good... hell, the 
	weather's got to be better'n here.

Early sits down at the table. The Parole Officer steps over 
to him.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	What are you talking about? You know 
	you can't leave the state.
		(hiccup)
	What you can do is get a job.

The Parole Officer pulls a slip of paper from his shirt 
pocket, sets it on the table.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	You be at this personnel office, 
	Friday, three o'clock sharp.

			EARLY
	What is it?

			PAROLE OFFICER
	...Janitor's job.

			EARLY
	Oh man... come on, I don't want no 
	janitor job.

Early lifts his beer for another drink. The Parole Officer's 
prosthetic hand snaps tight around the neck of the beer 
bottle, just inches from Early's lips.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	Hey, I don't give two shits about 
	what you want or don't want... I'm 
	telling you to be there Friday, three 
	o'clock sharp or the sheriff will be 
	here for dinner. You understand?

With that Early looks up at the man, almost defiantly, then 
stands up. The Parole Officer hiccups again. Early stares at 
him for a moment.

			EARLY
	You oughta think about putting a bag 
	over your head... Might cure them 
	hiccups.

The Parole Officer shakes his head in disgust and walks out 
of the trailer to his car.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

BRIAN'S DESK IN ANOTHER PART OF LOFT APARTMENT - NIGHT

Brian's in the midst of working his way through pages and 
pages of thesis notes scattered atop his desk. Using 
chopsticks he shovels Chinese straight out of the carton as 
he studies Carrie's warehouse photographs.

CARRIE'S POV

As we approach Brian from behind, moving closer, closer.

NEW ANGLE - BRIAN'S DESK

Carrie steps up behind him. She's rubbing her eyes, having 
just awakened. A hangover beckons. Brian notices her.

			BRIAN
	Hey. I didn't have the heart to wake 
	you.

			CARRIE
	Thanks. What are you doing?

			BRIAN
	Well, I sat down with my tapes and 
	your photographs, which are great by 
	the way... and I started writing.

Carrie grabs his container of Chinese and takes a few bites. 
Listens.

			CARRIE
	So how's it going?

			BRIAN
	...I think it's the best stuff I've 
	done.

Carrie glances over his shoulder at his writing.

			BRIAN
	...and I think I know why.

			CARRIE
	Why?

			BRIAN
	Because I was there. And for a moment 
	that night I understood how she came 
	to pull the trigger.

			CARRIE
		(sarcastic)
	This mean your finally going to finish 
	your thesis?

			BRIAN
	Look, fuck the thesis. I think there's 
	a book here. Your photographs and my 
	research, together.

			CARRIE
	A book on the warehouse murders?

			BRIAN
	A book on some of the most infamous 
	murderers in America. I want to go 
	to where they lived and where they 
	killed and I want you to photograph 
	it.

Brian reaches down to the floor and pulls a large map of the 
United States up and lays it out on his desk. He traces a 
route West. Along the way, specific locations have been 
circled.

			BRIAN
	What I'm thinking is, we can drop 
	down through Tennessee, across 
	Arkansas and into Texas, from there 
	it's a straight shot into California.
		(pause)
	"We don't stop... until we hit the 
	fucking ocean."

OMITTED

			CARRIE
	It's about fucking time, Kessler! 
	I'd just about given up on you.

			BRIAN
	We don't have enough money, but we'll 
	figure something out.

Carrie steps up to Brian.

			BRIAN
	...It's either the best idea I've 
	had in a long time... or there's way 
	too much MSG in this stuff.

Brian looks at the container of Chinese in his hand. Carrie 
takes it from him, sets it down on the road map. Kisses him.

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - DAWN

Early exits the trailer and climbs into his Grand Prix.

INT. GRAND PRIX

Early tries to get the engine to tick over. Then... He sees 
JOHN DIEBOLD, his landlord, emerge from his house and begin 
lumbering toward the Grand Prix. The two panting ugly-ass 
pitbulls trot alongside their master.

			DIEBOLD
		(shouts)
	Hold on a minute there boy!

			EARLY
	Shit!

Early tries the engine again. Still won't start. Diebold, 
getting closer. The dogs are barking.

			DIEBOLD
	Goddamit, you're gonna settle up 
	that rent here and now.

Hurriedly, Early tries the engine one more time. It starts. 
Grinning from ear to ear, Early pulls away before Diebold 
and his dogs reach him.

Pissed, Diebold grabs a rock and hurls it, hitting Early's 
car.

The car stops, dead in its tracks.

			DIEBOLD
	I've had it with your bullshit boy. 
	I want my money.

INT. GRAND PRIX

Early looks in the rear-view mirror and sees... Diebold 
standing there confrontational.

Early throws the gearshift into reverse...

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER

Tires screeching, the car surges toward Diebold and the dogs. 
Scared shitless... Diebold begins back peddling. Confused, 
the pitbulls bark, then follow suit.

Early laughs as he stalks Diebold.

Diebold jumps out of the way of the Grand Prix just as it 
pulverizes his portable barbecue.

Early shifts it into drive and barrels out of the drive.

NEW ANGLE - DIEBOLD

As soon as the Grand Prix is out of sight...

			DIEBOLD
		(hollering)
	You sonofabitch! Come back here!

Furious, he turns to find Adele staring at him from the window 
of her trailer.

			DIEBOLD
	That's it! You tell him... I want 
	you both the fuck out of here by 
	Sunday or I'm gonna call the Police.

Adele starts laughing, she tries to hide it with her hand.

			DIEBOLD
	...You won't be laughing come Sunday 
	little girl.

Muttering to himself, he turns back toward his house. He 
then notices what Adele is laughing at. One pitbull is trying 
to hump the other.

			DIEBOLD
	Elvis! Get the fuck off him!

NEW ANGLE - ADELE

Peering out at him from the trailer window laughing at the 
dogs.

EXT. PARKING LOT - UNIVERSITY

Brian pulls up in his BLACK '62 LINCOLN CONTINENTAL. The 
suicide doors and leather interior have seen better days. 
Brian locks his car and walks into the building.

INT. LOBBY OF THE ADMINISTRATION BUILDING - AFTERNOON

Brian steps up to a large bulletin board. He sees several 
'Ride-Share' notes to various cities on the board. He pins a 
Ride-Share note onto the board. We see the note is headlined 
in red - "CALIFORNIA"

			CAROL
	You know, they say one of these 
	days...

Brian glances over his shoulder.

			BRIAN
		(sarcastic)
	...the whole thing's going to slide 
	into the ocean... Yeah, I know.

Carol peers over Brian's shoulder and reads the note.

			CAROL
	"Looking for someone to take turns 
	at the wheel and share expenses... 
	on a week long cross country blue-
	highways tour of historic murder 
	sites..."
		(beat)
	You gotta be kidding. Who in their 
	right mind would want to do that?

			BRIAN
	...I would.

Brian smiles at her and walks away.

			CAROL
		(watching Brian walk 
			away)
	Like I said...

She shakes her head.

			EARLY
	Where's the personnel office at?

Carol turns to see Early.

			RITA
		(points down the hall)
	First door on the left.

She walks away. Early's eye catches the bulletin board, he 
sees in bold red marker - "CALIFORNIA."

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - LATE THAT NIGHT

Adele steps out of the trailer.

			ADELE
	Early?

She walks carefully around the junk piles. It's dark; hard 
to see. She comes to the edge of a deep dark hole and peers 
in... She can't see anything but hears the rustling of a 
shovel digging.

			ADELE
	Early? You down there?

The sound of digging stops.

			EARLY
		(from inside the hole)
	What's up Adele? Dinner ready?

			ADELE
	Almost.

After a moment's hesitation, Early resumes his digging.

			ADELE
	Early...

The digging stops again.

			ADELE
	Tell me more about California.

The moonlight illuminates his face when he looks up at her.

			EARLY
	Well... for one thing... They think 
	faster out there, on account of all 
	that warm weather they got; cold 
	weather makes people stupid, that's 
	a fact.

			ADELE
	I guess that'd explain why there's 
	so many stupid people around here.

			EARLY
	Yeah, and in California you never 
	have to buy fruit 'cause it's all on 
	the trees everywhere you turn...
		(beat)
	...and, 'course there ain't no speed 
	limit out there, and all drugs are 
	legal... And I heard your first 
	month's rent is free; state law. I 
	figure 'til we get settled we can 
	just move around month to month...

			ADELE
	What'll we do out there?

			EARLY
	Well... the very first thing we're 
	gonna do... is get us a couple of 
	six packs of Lucky Lager and climb 
	up on toppa' that famous Hollywood 
	sign and howl at the moon...

Early lets out a playful howl, as Adele looks up over her 
shoulder at the moon.

			ADELE
	You know... I read once... Ain't 
	nothin' on that big old moon 'cept 
	some old golf balls those astronauts 
	left behind.

			EARLY
	Bull. That ain't right... Government 
	sends people there all the time, 
	just don't want us to know about it.

Adele smiles and begins walking back to the trailer.

			ADELE
	Don't be long now, dinner's 'bout 
	ready.

			EARLY
	I heard that.

After a moment, Early climbs out of the hole and stands in 
the moonlight for a moment. We see that he's completely naked 
except for a pair of high top steel toed work boots. Early 
gazes up into the night sky, looking at the cold white moon.

EXT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S LOFT - DAWN

Brian exits loft carrying two bags. Carrie is also carrying 
a bag, and smoking a cigarette, as they walk to the car.

			CARRIE
	What did he sound like on the phone?

OMITTED

			BRIAN
	Real polite. Kept calling me 'sir.'

Brian throws the bags in the open trunk with the other bags.

			BRIAN
		(grins)
	I like that.

			CARRIE
	I still think we should have met 
	them first.

			BRIAN
	Beggars can't be choosers. They were 
	the only ones who answered the ride 
	share note, remember?

Carrie bows her head and folds her hands in mock prayer.

			CARRIE
	Please God, we're gonna be stuck 
	with these people for a week, don't 
	let them be as boring as Brian's 
	friends. Anything... but that.

Brian throws a needling glance to Carrie and slams the car 
hood shut. They both get into the car, Brian behind the wheel.

INT. LINCOLN

			BRIAN
	Oh, yeah... He had a real thick accent 
	right outta "Deliverance."
		(quotes from the movie)
	"Still? Who said anything about a 
	still? Get ya ass up in them woods!"

			CARRIE
	Funny, very funny.

Brian starts the car. It backfires loudly startling Carrie. 
Brian laughs.

			BRIAN
		(quoting again)
	"Aintry? This river don't go to 
	Aintry."

EXT. LINCOLN ON STREET

The engine revs again and the Lincoln pulls away down the 
street.

EXT. BUS STATION - DAWN

PAN UP from Adele's new red high-heeled shoes. We hear Adele 
speaking with an unfamiliar tone of authority to her voice.

			ADELE
	We shouldn't be doin' this, Early. 
	You leavin' the state, ridin' around 
	with strangers... besides, what kinda 
	people would want to stop at places 
	where other people was murdered.

The camera slowly reveals Adele... and the fact that she is 
alone as she voices her concerns. Then from behind her Early 
approaches. Just in time to hear...

			ADELE
	What if they're dangerous?

			EARLY
	They ain't dangerous Adele. They're 
	writers.

Startled, Adele drops her shoulder bag. It lands on top of a 
couple of cardboard boxes and a beat up old duffle bag -- 
all their possessions. A few personal items spill out of it.

			ADELE
	Early Grayce!

She kneels down to pick things up.

			ADELE
		(changes subject)
	Did you settle things with Mr. 
	Diebold?

			EARLY
	Yeah I left him with the car... We're 
	all squared up now.

EARLY'S POV

As Adele picks up her spilled personal possessions, Early 
notices her prized cactus in the bag.

			EARLY
	What's this?

He angrily reaches in and grabs it.

			ADELE
	Early!

She reaches for the cactus but misses.

			EARLY
	What kind of a person would carry a 
	cactus in her purse!

Adele bites her lip almost crying. Suddenly, Early looks 
past Adele to see something, Adele turns too.

NEW ANGLE

The Lincoln comes gliding into view.

INT. LINCOLN - PULLS INTO BUS STATION - DAWN

Through the windshield we see Early... Adele by his side.

			CARRIE
	You've got to be kidding me, they 
	look like Okies!

Brian honks the horn, Early waves back.

			CARRIE
	Jesus... They've probably got five 
	bucks between them. Turn around.

			BRIAN
	Lighten up...

ON EARLY AND ADELE

			ADELE
	Geez, they look kinda weird.

			EARLY
	You just smile, let me do all the 
	talking.

			ADELE
	How many times you gonna tell me 
	that?

			EARLY
		(smiling at Brian)
	As many times as it takes.

EXT. BUS STATION

Brian stops the Lincoln and gets out. He approaches Early 
and shakes his hand, then Adele's.

			BRIAN
	Hi I'm Brian... Early, and you must 
	be Adele.

An awkward moment as everyone just stands there... until 
Brian reaches for Adele's bag.

			BRIAN
	Let me help you.

Brian picks up her bag and carries it to the Lincoln. Adele 
is instantly won over by the gesture -- Early leery of it.

INT. LINCOLN

Carrie watches as Brian and Early carry their things to the 
trunk. Carrie leans forward and sets the trip odometer to 
zero. When she sits back up, Adele is standing at her window.

			ADELE
	Hi, I'm Adele.

			CARRIE
		(reserved)
	Carrie.

She turns away from the window...

			ADELE
		(shyly)
	I like your hair.

Carrie turns back, rolls down window...

			CARRIE
	...Pardon?

			ADELE
	...I said, I like your hair.

			CARRIE
	...Thank you.

She turns and sees Early reflected in the side mirror watching 
her. He grins at her, Carrie looks away.

NEW ANGLE: FROM INSIDE THE TRUNK OF THE LINCOLN

Brian crams the last of the bags in, as Early watches.

			BRIAN
	Tight fit.

			EARLY
	Best kind.

Brian looks to him, Early grins and winks. Brian slams the 
Lincoln trunk lid shut.

SCREEN TO BLACK

EXT. EARLY'S BURNING TRAILER - DAWN

From the blackness... The camera rises from a pile of rubble. 
As it ascends we reveal Diebold's pitbulls howling and digging 
at a mound of fresh earth where Early's hole used to be.

The crackling flames of a nearby fire illuminate the scene. 
Deep in the distance, the wail of approaching sirens.

ANOTHER ANGLE

Reveal that it's Early's trailer and car that are on fire.

INT. TRAILER

Flames consume the magazine photos of Elvis and Priscilla, 
Farrah and Ryan, Early and Adele. Along with them, the black 
and white photo of young Early and his mother.

EXT. BUS STATION - DAWN - OVERHEAD ANGLE

On the Lincoln as it exits the Bus Station. The camera 
descends toward a lone trash can, to find there, lying amidst 
the debris inside... Adele's cactus.

EXT. CITY STREETS - MORNING

The Lincoln passes through on its way out of town.

INT. MOVING LINCOLN - MORNING

Brian behind the wheel, Carrie riding shotgun. Early and 
Adele are sitting in the back seat. An awkward silence 
prevails. Brian clears his throat.

			BRIAN
	Uh, we can stop somewhere if you and 
	Adele haven't had time for breakfast, 
	Early.

			EARLY
	Well, it's like this, Mr. Kessler.

			BRIAN
	Brian.

			EARLY
	Well, it's like this, Bri'. I don't 
	eat much in the mornin', never have. 
	Maybe a beer once in a while; Lucky 
	Lager's my favorite.

Brian raises his eyebrow a tad, but is not really curious 
about it.

			ADELE
	It's because of what he read in a 
	book once... That folks needin' 
	breakfast is a myth, or whatever, 
	put out by those cereal people.

A glance passes between Brian and Carrie. Is she for real?

CARRIE'S POV - IN VANITY MIRROR

Early motions Adele not to talk so much.

NEW ANGLE

			BRIAN
	So what do you do Early?

			EARLY
	Oh... I do some work up at the Merrick 
	Mirror factory, or I used to...

			ADELE
	One night we figured out how much 
	bad luck he must have comin' from 
	all them mirrors he broke...
		(beat)
	Four hundred and ninety four years 
	to work it all off... After he dies, 
	he'll have to keep coming back to 
	earth over and over and over...

			CARRIE
	Karma.

Adele and early show no sign of understanding the word.

			ADELE
	What?

			CARRIE
	Karma...
		(beat)
	You know, if you do something bad to 
	somebody fate will pay you back by 
	something bad happening to you.

			ADELE
	That French ain't it?

Carrie glances at the odometer on the dash... THE FIRST MILE 
clicks over.

EXT. LINCOLN - OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY

Everyone takes a last look at the familiar countryside. Carrie 
is snapping photos of the twisting concrete overpasses and 
the gloomy grey sky beyond.

INT. LINCOLN

Adele watches Carrie, intrigued by the obvious skill Carrie 
shows with the camera. Brian glances into the rear-view mirror 
at Adele.

			BRIAN
	So Adele, did Early happen to mention 
	the places we'll be stopping at?

ON ADELE'S REFLECTION IN MIRROR... then Early leans in front 
of her.

			EARLY
	Yeah Bri' I did.

Adele leans against Carrie's front seat.

			ADELE
		(to Carrie)
	Are you takin' the pictures?

			CARRIE
		(surprised)
	...Yeah.

			ADELE
	Is it hard to learn?

			CARRIE
	Not really.

Early pulls Adele back toward the back seat.

			EARLY
		(to Brian)
	You gonna talk to the people who did 
	those murders?

			BRIAN
	That's a good idea. Unfortunately 
	most of them have been executed.

			EARLY
	...Too bad.

EXT. LINCOLN

Lincoln drives off down the highway.

EXT. EARLY'S TRAILER - LATER

Police and Firemen sift through the smoking ruins of Early's 
trailer. The Parole Officer pulls up in his car, he gets out 
and approaches a Police Officer.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	What happened?

			POLICE OFFICER
	Who are you?

			PAROLE OFFICER
	His Parole Officer.

			POLICE OFFICER
	Right, I talked to you on the phone. 
	They say it's a torch job, that sound 
	like your boy?

			PAROLE OFFICER
	Could be.

			POLICE OFFICER
	Where would we find him?

			PAROLE OFFICER
	Hell if I know, crazy son of a bitch 
	said he was thinking of moving to 
	Texas.

			POLICE OFFICER
	Without his car?

We see the smoldering remains of Early's Grand Prix. In the 
background Diebold's pitbulls are being dragged away by a 
Dog Wrangler.

			POLICE OFFICER
	What about the owner of the house...
		(reads from note pad)
	...this John Diebold, any idea where 
	he might be?

			PAROLE OFFICER
	No, but I can tell you he's not gonna 
	be too happy about this.

From inside Early's hole we hear a voice call out.

			LABORER (O.S.)
	Jesus Christ!

Parole Officer and Police Officer turn back toward the 
trailer, as people rush to the site.

NEW ANGLE - OVERHEAD

The camera aerials down past those gathering around the 
freshly dug hole to... a Laborer standing at the bottom of 
the pit. Alongside his shovel, we see that a man's arm has 
been unearthed.

LOW ANGLE UP TO THE TOP OF THE HOLE

The Police and Parole Officer join several others standing 
there.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	...Diebold?

			POLICE OFFICER
	...That'd be my guess.

			PAROLE OFFICER
	Looks like somebody cut off his ring 
	finger.

			POLICE OFFICER
	Well now I'd say that's the least of 
	Mr. Diebold's problems.

The two men look to one another... as others begin to unearth 
the body.

EXT. MOVING LINCOLN DRIVING DOWN COUNTRY ROAD

Close up, Diebold's ring on a hand twisting open a bottle 
cap. Pull back to reveal that it is Early as he opens a bottle 
of Lucky Lager beer and takes a sip. On the back seat between 
them sits a brown paper bag. Adele reaches into the bag and 
pulls out a cheap pocket camera. Excitedly she rips open the 
box and pulls out the camera. She leans over and kisses Early.

			ADELE
	Thank you.

Early reaches in the bag and pulls out a small plastic bottle 
of mineral water and an orange juice.

			EARLY
	All right, who gets the...
		(can't pronounce name)
	...water.

Carrie turns around, Early hands her the water. Early leans 
forward and hands Brian the orange juice.

			EARLY
	Here you go Bri'. Got a couple a 
	bags of chips and some jerky, just 
	holler if you want some.

Then Early reaches past Brian to the rear-view mirror and 
hangs a plastic St. Christopher statue around it.

			EARLY
	Can't hurt.

			BRIAN
	How much do I owe you?

			EARLY
	Forget it.

Adele struggles to understand the camera instructions on the 
side of the box. She leans forward and shows Carrie her 
camera.

			ADELE
		(embarrassed)
	Guess I don't know the first thing 
	about cameras.

Carrie deliberates her response for a moment, then...

			CARRIE
	Well, the first thing... is you need 
	film. Preferably black and white.

Carrie pulls a roll of film out of her bag and takes Adele's 
camera to load.

			ADELE
	You wouldn't have any color film, 
	would ya?

			CARRIE
	...Yeah, sure.

She pulls a roll of color film out of her camera bag and 
quickly snaps it into the camera.

			ADELE
	I like things in color, pink, purple, 
	and red. I dunno, black and white is 
	kinda... boring.

Carrie points the camera at a smiling Adele and snaps the 
first picture.

			CARRIE
	You just aim and press the button.

Adele takes the camera.

INT. LINCOLN

Adele focuses her camera at the scenery out the side window 
of the car.

			ADELE
	Look, Pigeon Forge!

ADELE'S POV

Road sign to Pigeon Forge.

EXT. LINCOLN

Adele leans out the side rear window to get a better view.

			ADELE
	I've heard of that! It's where Dolly 
	Parton has her park. "Dollywood". I 
	just think that's so clever. 
	Hollywood. Dollywood. Get it?

With that, she plops back down into the back seat.

INT. LINCOLN

			EARLY
		(under his breath)
	Shush, Adele.

			ADELE
	Early, can we stop there... just for 
	a little while.

EXT. HIGHWAY

As we see the car disappearing into the distance, we can 
still hear Adele rambling on.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	...I've always wanted to go there... 
	It could be such fun.

													FADE OUT:

EXT. LARGE ISOLATED OLD FARM - AFTERNOON

The Lincoln approaches on a dirtroad and passes a mailbox 
with the name "BAXTER" on it. The Lincoln turns into the 
long driveway.

INT. LINCOLN - SAME TIME

Brian begins talking into a small portable tape recorder.

			BRIAN
	The Novaks are all gone but the fence 
	that Michael Zaruba was hired to put 
	up is still here.

He glances to Carrie, who fires off several photos of the 
fence and yard.

The Lincoln continues slowly down the long drive... Up ahead 
through the windshield Brian sees a beautiful old farm house.

			BRIAN
	The Novaks embraced the young drifter 
	as one of their own.

EXT. LINCOLN

The Lincoln slows to a halt. Carrie and Brian exit the car 
and begin walking toward the house. Early follows. Adele, 
uncertain about what's transpiring, trails behind.

			ADELE
	Hey you two.

Brian and Carrie turn to see... Adele training a camera on 
them.

			ADELE
	Give me a smile now.

Brian and Carrie look to one another then force a weak smile. 
Early jumps in and throws a pair of devil's horns up behind 
Brian's unsuspecting head as... the shutter clicks.

Brian and Carrie quickly turn their attention back on the 
house.

			BRIAN
		(continues into tape 
			recorder)
	Neighbors said he was a quiet young 
	man, who was often seen pushing the 
	children on the swing set.

An unusual bird house and a tricycle sit in the front yard. 
To the side of the house are the remains of an old swing 
set. Carrie finds an interesting angle on the swing set, 
with the house in the background, SNAP! She fires off a shot.

			BRIAN
		(continuing)
	Everything was fine until the day 
	the family ran out of work for 
	Michael, and had to ask him to leave.

As Carrie frames up another shot, Early crosses in front of 
her camera. Realizing he is in Carrie's photo he stops and 
poses. Carrie looks to Brian.

			BRIAN
	Sorry, Early... Could you step out 
	the way, for a second?

Early is surprised that they don't want him in the photograph. 
He wanders away from the front of the house. Meanwhile, Adele 
photographs the moment.

			BRIAN
	The first one to die was the nine 
	year old daughter...

Just then... A NINE YEAR OLD GIRL comes running from around 
the side of the house. She stops dead when she sees all of 
them. Carrie snaps a final photo.

			BRIAN
	Hello.

The little girl scans all their faces.

			BRIAN
	...My name's Brian, what's yours?

The little girl remains silent. Brian rolls a look to Carrie 
then back to the little girl.

			BRIAN
	...Could I speak to your parents?

After an awkward pause, the little girl silently crosses the 
yard to the porch and opens the front door.

			GIRL
		(rudely)
	Pa! There's more of them.

EXT. REAR OF HOUSE - SAME TIME

Looking into the house through a kitchen window we can see 
into the entrance hall and through to the open front door. 
Brian waits outside on the porch, as the little girl enters 
the house looking for her father. Inside the kitchen, right 
next to the window, is a side table with a telephone and a 
purse on it.

Suddenly... Early's reflection appears in the window; he has 
obviously seen the purse.

AT THE FRONT DOOR

Brian motions for Carrie to join him.

AT THE SWING SET

Adele watches Brian and Carrie for a moment, then loses 
interest. She stands on the seat of the swing and begins 
swinging.

AT THE REAR OF THE HOUSE

Early tries to push up the kitchen window. It barely lifts 
three inches before jamming. Through the room we see the 
little girl and her father step to the front door.

EXT. FRONT DOOR

A MIDDLE AGED FARMER with tanned leathery skin. He is not 
happy. Brian extends his hand...

			BRIAN
		(friendly)
	Hi, my name is Brian Kessler.

The father says nothing and does not respond to the extended 
hand. Brian retracts his hand.

			BRIAN
		(continues -- less 
			confident)
	I'm a writer, I'm working on a book 
	about famous murderers.

AT THE SWING SET

Adele swings higher. Her summer dress ripples in the wind. A 
smile on her face.

EXT. KITCHEN WINDOW

Early's entire arm is through the opening. His shoulder 
presses against the window pane. But still he can't reach 
the purse. So, he grabs the tablecloth and begins pulling it 
toward him. The purse slides closer, inch by inch. All the 
while, he keeps one eye on the Farmer across the room.

EARLY'S POV (ACROSS THE ROOM) The Farmer's back is turned to 
the kitchen as he listens silently to Brian.

			BRIAN
	...I'm sure you're aware that this 
	is the Novak house...

AT THE SWING SET

Adele swings even higher. She's lost in the moment. Euphoric.

EXT. FRONT DOOR

			BRIAN
		(corrects himself)
	...I mean, this was the Novak house...
		(pause)
	With your permission I'd like to 
	come in and photograph...

Before Brian can finish, the man slams the door in his face.

INT. KITCHEN (ANGLE ON FARMER)

The Farmer turns away from the front door.

			FARMER
		(muttering)
	Goddamned ghouls...

IN THE KITCHEN

We see that Early and the purse have gone.

EXT. FRONT DOOR

Brian is surprised. He just stands there a moment. He's not 
sure whether to knock again.

EXT. SWING SET

The empty swing sways back and forth.

EXT. LINCOLN

Brian and Carrie walk back to the car.

			BRIAN
		(upset)
	We could have been in and out of 
	there in less than ten minutes...

			CARRIE
	Hey, I got some great stuff... it's 
	okay.

Brian continues on in a huff until Carrie breaks stride and 
stops. She pulls him next to her.

			CARRIE
	It's okay... okay?

Brian glances back at the house. She interrupts his glance, 
kisses him.

			BRIAN
		(continuing on the 
			heel of the kiss)
	...That house is part of American 
	history now, whether he likes it or 
	not.

They enter the car.

			EARLY
	Forget about it Bri'. I wouldn't be 
	surprised if that Karma thing don't 
	come back and get him.

Carrie, surprised at Early's new found philosophical belief. 
She looks into her side view mirror... And sees Early smiling 
back at her. Carrie looks away...

CARRIE'S POV

Shifts from the mirror to the house in the background... as 
the car pulls out of the driveway, the little girl watches 
from her porch.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. - LINCOLN PULLS UP TO MOTEL AND PARKS.

INT. MOTEL RESTAURANT - NIGHT

A small roadside diner. A fair number of people inside having 
dinner. Adele, Early, Carrie, and Brian are seated at one of 
the tables.

AT THEIR TABLE

Carrie watches Early eat with a kind of horrible, rude 
fascination. He has no table manners at all. He eats with 
his elbows on the table, fork wedged in the fist of his right 
hand. All the while, he chews with his mouth open. He's 
serious about his "eating."

			BRIAN
		(studying his map)
	Well we've come three hundred miles 
	so far. Not a bad day's haul.

Early doesn't bother to respond. He keeps eating.

			BRIAN
	You got any family or friends in 
	California, Early?

CU ANGLE ON EARLY

With a piece of bread he mops up the gravy on his plate.

			EARLY
		(chewing)
	Nope... You?

ANGLE UNDER THE TABLE

Early's foot itches... He tries to scratch it but it doesn't 
do any good.

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	No.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	Me neither. How 'bout you Carrie?

			CARRIE (O.S.)
	No.

ANGLE - THE GROUP

As Brian folds up the map. Early takes off his boot, then 
his well-worn sock. Carrie's look of disgust grows as Early 
brings his foot up onto his lap and scratches it while he 
eats. Carrie puts her fork down: dinner is over for her.

			ADELE
	...Well, least we got each other. 
	That's somethin'.

OMITTED

OMITTED

Brian looks up, sees Carrie's expression... Then what's 
causing it... Early mops up the last bit of food on his plate. 
He notices Brian and Carrie staring at him and slowly puts 
his foot back down on the floor -- then the sock.

Brian picks up the check to see the total... Starts pulling 
his wallet out... Isn't quite sure how to bring up the tab 
to Early.

			EARLY
	Thanks Bri', I'll get the next one.
		(prompts Adele)
	Think it's time we hit the sack.

Early winks at Brian, Carrie catches the wink. Early and 
Adele get up and head for the door. Adele waves goodnight.

			ADELE
		(to Carrie)
	Sweet dreams.

INT. CARRIE AND BRIAN'S MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Close on Carrie, she is reflected in a mirror. Reveal, Carrie 
wearing only a T-shirt is at the vanity angrily brushing her 
teeth. In the bathroom next to her, a bath is running. In 
the adjacent bedroom, Brian is in the bed working on his 
notes.

INT. BATHROOM

			CARRIE
		(spits out a mouthful 
			of water)
	You mean because I object to having 
	somebody take off their shoe and 
	scratch their foot while I'm eating 
	I'm prejudiced?

INT. BEDROOM - SAME TIME

			BRIAN
		(reading notes)
	He can't help the way he was raised. 
	I kinda feel sorry for him.

INT. BATHROOM

Carrie pauses in brushing her teeth.

			CARRIE
	Feel sorry for him? Obviously you 
	didn't get a whiff of that sock?

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	Bitch, bitch, bitch!

			CARRIE
		(under her breath)
	Up yours.

			BRIAN
	I heard that.

INT. BATHROOM

Carrie finishes brushing her teeth. Secretively she gives 
Brian the finger...

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	...heard that too.

Carrie glances at the bath water running in the tub. It's 
rusty brown and disgusting. She pulls the plug on the bath 
idea.

INT. EARLY AND ADELE'S MOTEL BATHROOM ROOM - SAME TIME

The tap is running at the sink as Early empties the stolen 
purse. He adds the last few coins to a small pile of cash.

			EARLY
	Can you believe thirty bucks for 
	this room... for what? A lumpy 
	mattress, that crummy TV and a 
	crapper.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	Early, sing me a song.

Early continues to sift through all the items from the purse.

			EARLY
	Which one.

INT. EARLY AND ADELE'S MOTEL ROOM

Adele starts to sing a song.

OMITTED

Early start sing with her... As the song ends.

			ADELE
		(laughs)
	Hey can we go to that Chinese 
	restaurant when we get to Los Angeles? 
	You know, to see all them famous 
	footprints?

ON EARLY IN BATHROOM

Early reaches down into the bottom of the purse and pulls 
out a pair of glistening stainless steel scissors.

			EARLY
	Only if they let me put mine down 
	too.

He stares at the scissors curiously, then switches off the 
bathroom light.

DARKNESS

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	Look Carrie, we're gonna be stuck 
	with these people for a week...

Click, a light is turned on. Revealing...

INT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S ROOM - SAME TIME

Brian has turned on the nightstand light. He and Carrie are 
lying in bed.

			BRIAN
	...And all I'm saying is I think we 
	ought to try and get along with them. 
	That's all.

			CARRIE
	You try, I'm gonna pretend they're 
	with somebody else.

			BRIAN
	Carrie.

			CARRIE
	I don't want to talk about it.

Brian turns the light off. From the blackness...

			CARRIE
	Pretty smooth how he stiffed us on 
	dinner?

Brian switches the light back on.

			BRIAN
	He didn't stiff us. He paid for the 
	gas remember.

Silence... Brian reaches out for the light... when

			CARRIE
	I'm telling you he's nearly broke 
	and we're going to end up paying for 
	those two.

Brian decides to leave the light on. He moves closer to 
Carrie. He slides up against her backside. He reaches for 
her under the sheets. Kisses her neck.

			BRIAN
	You finished?

Carrie pushes her body up against his in response.

			CARRIE
	...Um, maybe... maybe not.

Brian's mouth moves down along her back. He slips beneath 
the sheets. From the expression on her face, she obviously 
approves... Yet she can't resist slipping in another remark...

			CARRIE
	...Um... Funky fucking sock.

Carrie rolls over on her back. Brian moves on top of her. 
Kisses her stomach.

			CARRIE
	...and what's with that hair? Is 
	that grease or motor oil or what?

Carrie reaches down and grabs two fists full of Brian's hair. 
She pulls him to her. He slides up along her chest, kissing 
her. Things heat up. She reaches out, grasps his arms. Pulls 
him closer.

			CARRIE
	...you believe that tattoo? Looks 
	like he had another girls name there 
	and carved it out.

Brian bites at her neck. She stops talking. His sweating 
shoulder presses against her face. She turns her head to 
encourage him.

In the dresser mirror... she sees their shadowy reflections. 
Their bodies atangle under the sheets.

			CARRIE
	...and that body odor.

Their reflection in the mirror intrigues her. Intoxicates 
her. His aggression excites her. She pulls him into her. The 
metal bedframe bangs against the motel wall repeatedly as 
they make love.

Then slowly, the camera bisects the plaster and lumber divider 
and emerges in the next room...

TO FIND

Early leaning quietly against the same wall. Listening to 
them. As he does, he uses the scissors to cut through the 
crusty bandage on his finger. Then, across the room he notices 
Adele in bed asleep... the scissors stop.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. EARLY'S MOTEL ROOM - MORNING

Early exits his motel room, opens a bottle of Lucky Lager 
against a soda dispenser, and walks over to the motel diner.

INT. MOTEL DINER

Early enters the diner drinking his morning beer. Adele is 
not with him. He spots Brian and Carrie seated opposite one 
another in one of the booths. He walks up to their table and 
drops down uninvited on the seat next to Carrie.

			BRIAN
	Morning...

Early lifts his beer bottle in salute.

			EARLY
	Bri'.

			CARRIE
	Where's Adele?

			EARLY
	She wasn't feeling so good.

The WAITRESS arrives with a menu, offers it to Early.

			WAITRESS
	Breakfast?

			EARLY
		(burps)
	Nah... Don't eat breakfast. Never 
	have.

The Waitress notices Early's bottle of beer.

			WAITRESS
	Ah sir... sir.

She gets Early's attention.

			WAITRESS
		(concerned)
	We ah... don't have a liquor license 
	here. So I'm afraid...

			EARLY
	Well don't be, I got plenty more 
	where this one came from.

The Waitress gives him a curious look and walks away.

Just then, Brian look past Early... A surprised expression 
crosses Brian's face. Early turns to see... Adele approaching 
the table. Her hair has been crudely chopped to resemble 
Carrie's. It looks like shit.

			CARRIE
		(at a loss for words)
	You cut your hair.

Adele smiles, pleased with Carrie for noticing. She sits 
down next to Brian.

			ADELE
	Early cut it.
		(smiles at Early)
	...Once he gets an idea in his head 
	there's no holding him back.

Carrie looks to Brian curiously. Adele is distracted by a 
small cactus on the window near the table.

			BRIAN
	Nice job Early.

Carrie notices Adele's 'new' (stolen) purse... We see the 
wheels turning in Carrie's head. How? Where?

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. MOTEL - LATER

Early walks toward the Lincoln. It is parked outside Brian 
and Carrie's room. The front door is ajar, he pushes it open. 
He sees Carrie's reflection in the bathroom mirror, she's in 
her underwear, pulling on her jeans. Early watches her for a 
moment. There's no mistaking what's on his mind... as his 
eyes scan her body. Carrie pulls on her T-shirt, steps out 
of the bathroom and sees Early just outside the door.

			EARLY
	...Need a hand with those bags?

			CARRIE
	No, thanks, I can manage.

INT. MOTEL ROOM - SAME TIME

Carrie turns back to the dresser and gathers up the last few 
things. She glances into the dresser mirror looking for 
Early's reflection at the door, but he's gone. Relieved, she 
turns the corner to grab her bags and finds Early standing 
right there! Looking at her. He startles her.

			EARLY
	I got 'em.

He picks up her bags and walks out of the room. Carrie watches 
him, then she steps to the doorway.

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	All set?

			CARRIE
		(startled)
	Fuck!

			BRIAN
	Take your time.

CARRIE LOOKS BACK TO EARLY

CARRIE'S POV - EXT. MOTEL

Early places the bags in the Lincoln's trunk. Adele sees 
Early carrying Carrie's bag, Adele looks jealous.

EXT. MOTEL

In the foreground Carrie's door closes.

TO BLACK.

EXT. LINCOLN/HIGHWAY - LATER

Lincoln passes through frame.

INT. MOVING LINCOLN - NOON

Brian at wheel, Carrie next to him loading her camera. Early 
in the back seat, Adele next to him pulls out some make up 
from her bag, we see the little cactus from the motel lobby. 
She begins to put on some lipstick. Early reaches into the 
frontseat and grabs the manuscript that sits between Brian 
and Carrie.

			EARLY
		(starts to read)
	This the book your writing?

			BRIAN
	It's just a work in progress, kinda 
	rough.

			EARLY
	This guy killed a mess of people.

			BRIAN
	Who?

			EARLY
	Henry Lucas.

			BRIAN
	Henry Lee Lucas. Well he was only 
	convicted of killing eleven but he 
	claimed to have killed over three 
	hundred.

			EARLY
	Wonder what all them people done 
	made him so mad?

Brian looks to Early in his rear-view mirror.

BANG!!

The front tire blows... the car lurches. Brian reacts, pulling 
the Lincoln to the side of the road in a dusty halt.

EXT. LINCOLN/HIGHWAY - NOON

Brian and Early unload the trunk to get to the spare tire.

AT THE RIGHT FRONT TIRE

Brian struggles with the wheel and the jack.

			EARLY
	Here Bri' let me do that.

Early takes over. He pulls off his shirt, jacks the car up 
and begins replacing the wheel with ease.

			EARLY
	How did he get away with it for so 
	long anyhow?

			BRIAN
	He almost always killed strangers. 
	Spent years moving on from one place 
	to another. That made it real hard 
	to track him down.

Carrie scans the landscape with her camera. She sees Adele 
walking around a small roadside graveyard. She is reading 
the epitaphs on the headstones. Carrie fires off a few shots. 
Then she sees Early, she can't help but notice Early's lean 
body. She zooms in on his muscles and prison tattoo. Click!!

Early completes the task. Together he and Brian begin putting 
everything back in the trunk.

Suddenly, from behind, Adele jumps onto Early's back, 
surprising him. He gives her a "horsey ride" around the 
Lincoln.

ON CARRIE

She notices Early's wallet on the ground.

ON EARLY AND ADELE

She's riding him, covering his eyes playfully.

ON CARRIE

She picks up the wallet.

BENEATH THE LINCOLN

Early's feet galloping.

ON CARRIE

She opens the wallet to find two one dollar bills inside.

WITH EARLY AND ADELE

As they come around the side of the car and to a stop in 
front of Carrie. She holds up his wallet... watches his eyes.

			CARRIE
	You dropped this.

			ADELE
	Early Grayce if this ain't your lucky 
	day.

She hands the wallet back to him. Something between them 
goes unspoken.

EXT. A GAS STATION - LATER THAT DAY

The Lincoln pulls in.

INT. LINCOLN

			BRIAN
	I guess it's your turn to pay Early.

Early nods and Brian looks over to Carrie, making sure she 
heard. The four of them get out of the car.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Early starts toward the gas station store. He checks his 
wallet, two dollars left. Carrie and Adele lean against the 
car. Carrie lights up a cigarette. She watches Early to see 
what his next move will be. Brian removes the gas cap and 
sticks the gas pump nozzle in. It pumps away.

CLOSE ON THE GAS METER

It starts turning over... $$$$$ Click... Click... Click...

EXT. GAS STATION

(crossing the tarmac)... with Early. His face expressionless. 
His mind racing...

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian walks around the Lincoln; checking the tires. Carrie 
watches Early intently.

CLOSE ON EARLY

He walks toward the entrance.

HIS POV

Inside the store he sees a video surveillance camera. It 
worries him. Distracts him momentarily.

Suddenly from behind him... o.s. A car horn HONKS LOUDLY!

Early turns to see a late model Mercedes behind him. He just 
gazes at the driver. Aggravated, the driver leans on the 
horn and motions Early out of his way. Early stares at the 
man a moment longer, then steps to one side and lets the car 
pull past him.

WIDE ON THE GAS STATION

A FAT MAN in his late thirties exits from behind the wheel 
of the Mercedes. Early watches him as he takes a money clip 
from his pocket and walks toward the entrance to the mini 
market.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

The gas meter dial continues to go around. $$$$$ Click... 
Click... Click...

NEW ANGLE

The girls leaning against the car. Adele watches Carrie take 
a drag on her cigarette.

			ADELE
	I used to smoke before I met Early. 
	But he broke me of that.

Her remark gets Carrie's attention.

			CARRIE
	Broke you?

ON EARLY

He watches the Fat Man inside the office.

EARLY'S POV - EXT./INT. GAS STATION

The Fat Man pays THE ATTENDANT for gas and is handed the 
restroom key.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian walks to the front of the Lincoln. He passes Carrie 
and Adele...

			ADELE
	Early don't think women should smoke 
	or curse or drink liquor.

			CARRIE
	So you don't do any of those things.

Carrie takes a quick look to the mini-market. She's lost 
sight of Early.

			ADELE
	Better not, or Early'd whip me.

			CARRIE
		(back to Adele)
	He whips you?

INT./EXT. BATHROOM

The Fat Man turns the key and enters the bathroom. The door 
starts to swing shut behind him, but...

TWO FINGERS catch it before it does.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	Only when I deserve it.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian lifts the hood of the Lincoln... Reaches for the 
radiator cap.

INT. BATHROOM

The Fat Man is standing at the urinal. He has a ureterostomy 
bag he's emptying, when...

Early's hand hits the blow dryer. A whirring sound fills the 
room. The Fat Man turns his head. Early lunges at him from 
behind, yanks his head back and rips a switchblade across 
his throat!

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND - CU

A BLAST of steam from the radiator startles Brian!

INT. BATHROOM

The Fat Man clutches at his throat. Sees the blood on his 
palms. He looks up in shock. Early pounds the man's head 
into the wall.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian checking the oil, pulls out the dip stick.

NEW ANGLE: CU

Black oil runs down the metal blade.

INT. BATHROOM

The Fat Man falls to his knees against the urinal. His hand 
grasping the lever. The urinal flushes. Water flows. The Fat 
Man's blood mixes with it. The urinal overflows. The blood 
tinged water spills onto the white tile floor. Early pries 
the dead man's fist off the lever.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian slams the Lincoln's hood shut.

INT. BATHROOM

Early struggles to turn the fat corpse over.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian steps up to the gas nozzle and pulls it out of the 
car.

INT. BATHROOM

Early reaches in the dead man's pocket and removes his money 
clip.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

The gas meter stops turning.

INT. BATHROOM

Early calmly washes his hands in the beat up ceramic sink. 
He pulls a comb from his pocket and combs his hair in the 
mirror.

EXT. GAS PUMP ISLAND

Brian pulls a squeegee across the front windshield. Water 
washes the dirt away.

INT. BATHROOM - EXTREME CU

The bloody water spiralling down the drain hole.

EXT. GAS STATION

Early exits the bathroom... and runs straight into Brian, 
about to enter.

			EARLY
		(friendly)
	Hey Bri'... ah... You don't want to 
	go in there. It's a real mess, if 
	you know what I mean.

Brian glances at the bathroom door. Down below, a thin stream 
of the Fat Man's blood begins to trickle out from under the 
door... just barely touching the toe of Brian's shoe.

			BRIAN
	That bad?

			EARLY
	...Then some.

Early puts his arm around Brian and turns him back toward 
the car.

AT THE CAR

Adele takes a photo of them, approaching. The attendant steps 
up to Carrie.

			ATTENDANT
		(to Carrie)
	Comes to twenty eight dollars.

			CARRIE
	Talk to him.

Carrie points to Early. As Brian and Early approach the car, 
Early pulls out the money clip.

			EARLY
	Call it an even thirty.

Early peels off thirty bucks from the money clip. He sees 
Carrie watching him, Early smiles.

			EARLY
	I'll drive Bri'.

Hearing that, Carrie climbs into the back seat. Adele climbs 
over the backrest into the frontseat.

			EARLY
	Adele, get in the back.

She climbs again into the backseat.

EXT. LINCOLN CRUISING

INT. LINCOLN DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD - DAYTIME

Early is driving. Brian riding shotgun, is making some notes 
in his manuscript. Adele is teaching a reluctant Carrie to 
play a card game called "SNAP."

			ADELE
	...Hey you're good. Thought you said 
	you never played before?

			CARRIE
	I haven't... I'm a fast learner.

ON EARLY AND BRIAN

			EARLY
	...They never caught that Black Dolya 
	Killer, huh?

			BRIAN
	Dahlia, no.

			EARLY
	Now why is that?

			BRIAN
	Some people think it's because he 
	never killed again. He just 
	disappeared back into society.

			EARLY
	You don't sound too convinced 'bout 
	that?

			BRIAN
	I always thought it was the work of 
	a serial killer. Anyone who took 
	that much time and care bisecting 
	another human being must have been 
	enjoying it and would have done it 
	again. And again. Until someone 
	stopped him.

			EARLY
	That your... "theory", ain't that 
	what they call it?

			BRIAN
	Yeah.

			EARLY
	You wanna hear mine?

Carrie listens in as she continues to play cards with Adele.

			BRIAN
		(amused)
	Sure.

			EARLY
	Ain't you goin' to record it?

Brian picks up his tape recorder.

			BRIAN
		(into tape)
	Early Grayce, June twenty third.

Brian hands Early the hand held tape recorder.

			EARLY
		(into tape)
	Well I'll just bet he's still alive. 
	Old, livin' in some trailer park or 
	somethin' somewhere, but still alive. 
	Thinkin' every night 'bout what he 
	done. Goin' over and over it in his 
	mind. How smart he was for getting 
	away with it.

Carrie is chilled by the intensity of Early's remark. She 
watches him out of the corner of her eye. SMACK! Adele's 
hand hits the pile of cards and she wins the game. Startled, 
Carrie turns back to Adele.

			ADELE
		(to Carrie)
	You lose!

			BRIAN
		(to Early)
	I suppose anything's possible.

Brian puts one leg across the other and goes back to his 
notes.

NEW ANGLE: CLOSE UP BRIAN'S SHOE

Revealing... the blood encrusted toe of his shoe.

NEW ANGLE: CU ON EARLY

			EARLY
	You ever play any pool Bri'?

EARLY'S POV

Up ahead a HONKY TONK BAR with a large sign "POOL TABLES, 
BOWLING & MUSIC"

EXT. COUNTRY ROAD

The Lincoln passes by the LARGE SIGN.

			BRIAN (O.S.)
	I can hold my own...

EXT. MOTEL - DUSK

A high angle looks down on the modest cluster of rooms below. 
The motel sign pulses erratically in foreground. Moths flicker 
about the light.

CLOSER

The Lincoln is parked in front of Brian and Carrie's room. 
The horn honks. Early is behind the wheel, engine running. 
Brian steps out of the motel room.

			CARRIE (O.S.)
	Hey Minnesota Fats!

Carrie appears at the door holding her camera.

			CARRIE
		(sarcastic)
	Don't forget your key.

She hands Brian the key.

			BRIAN
	Why'd I open my big mouth?

Brian takes the key and walks to the car.

Carrie sees Adele standing outside her door. Brian enters 
the Lincoln.

			CARRIE
		(to Adele)
	Why didn't you go with them?

The Lincoln pulls away.

			ADELE
	I told you how Early feels 'bout a 
	woman drinking.

			CARRIE
	How'd you meet Early?

Carrie swings the camera around to Adele, and snaps off a 
shot.

			ADELE
		(grins)
	I was hitchhiking' one day and he 
	picked me up. At first I wasn't gonna 
	get in on account of his car was in 
	such sorry shape. I said, "I ain't 
	never seen a white man drivin' a car 
	like this."

Carrie snaps another shot of Adele. Every once in a while 
Adele feels like she should be "posing" for the shots that 
Carrie's taking of her. So, occasionally, as she carries on 
her conversation with Carrie, she does.

CARRIE'S POV THRU CAMERA

			ADELE
		(continues)
	An' he said right back, "You shouldn't 
	judge by appearances little lady... 
	this vehicle might just be a flying 
	saucer disguised as a car, for all 
	you know."

CARRIE'S POV THRU CAMERA - AS SHE ZOOMS IN TIGHTER ON ADELE

			ADELE
	Well, I got in and we got to talkin', 
	and the next thing I know, I'd moved 
	in with him in this old trailer.
		(beat)
	Hey! Wouldn't it be something if we 
	all ended up sharing a house together 
	in California?

ON CARRIE

She lowers the camera from her eye and studies Adele.

			CARRIE
	You know I can fix that haircut for 
	you, if you want?

			ADELE
	You can?

EXT. BOWLING ALLEY BAR - NIGHT

A nondescript "joint" on the outskirts of town. American 
cars. American pickup trucks parked outside. The Lincoln 
pulls into foreground and parks. Early gets out of the Lincoln 
and looks around.

			EARLY
	I wonder if there's any "doors" out 
	here?

Brian exits the Lincoln and looks at Early questioning.

			EARLY
	You know... "openings" to other 
	dimensions.
		(pause)
	I read there are a lot of them out 
	West, mostly in the desert. They say 
	if you know what you're doing, you 
	can travel anywhere in the Universe 
	in a matter of seconds. Wouldn't 
	that come in handy?

Brian looks at him blankly. He can't think of a thing to say 
in response. Early walks toward the entrance of the bar. 
Brian joins him.

			BRIAN
	By the way, I'm not much of a pool 
	player.

			EARLY
	Shit, it ain't hard to play pool. I 
	can teach you everything ya need ta 
	know.

			BRIAN
	Yeah?

			EARLY
	Hell yeah! I'll even spot ya a few 
	points first game.

			BRIAN
	Wait a minute. You're gonna hustle 
	me?

			EARLY
	Nah... how much money have you got?

They both laugh and enter the bar.

CARRIE'S MOTEL ROOM - SAME TIME

Adele is sitting in a chair in front of the dresser mirror 
drinking a beer. Carrie is cutting her hair. In the mirror 
Adele watches Carrie for a moment. She notices the cigarette 
dangling from her lips.

			ADELE
	How do you get your cigarette to 
	stay there like that.

Carrie looks in the mirror.

			CARRIE
	I'm cool.

			ADELE
	Could I try that?

Carrie takes out a fresh cigarette and hands it to Adele. 
Together they stare into the mirror with their dangling 
cigarettes. Adele drops her cigarette, as she reaches down 
for it she notices Carrie's portfolio.

			ADELE
	What's this?

			CARRIE
	It's a portfolio of my work.

			ADELE
	Your pictures. Can I see 'em?

			CARRIE
	Sure.

Adele grabs the black leather binder and sets it in her lap. 
Carrie continues to cut Adele's hair. Adele opens the binder 
and takes a look at the first erotic image and slaps the 
cover back down. She's embarrassed.

			ADELE
	Jesus!

Carrie watches her in amusement. After a moment, Adele 
reconsiders, and opens the book. She gazes at the shocking 
photograph.

			ADELE
	You took this picture?

			CARRIE
	Took 'em all.

Carrie resumes cutting Adele's hair. Adele thumbs through 
several photographs.

			CARRIE
	That's me.

			ADELE
	No it is not!

			CARRIE
	Hold still.

			ADELE
	Sorry. Boy I'll tell ya, if Early 
	found a picture of me like that I'd 
	be black and blue for a week.

Adele notices Carrie's scowl in the dresser mirror. Carrie 
stops cutting.

			CARRIE
		(suddenly serious)
	You shouldn't let him do that to 
	you...

			ADELE
	Do what?

			CARRIE
	Adele... are you serious?

			ADELE
		(defensive)
	You think Early's bad to me, don't 
	you?

			CARRIE
	Yeah.

Carrie starts cutting Adele's hair again.

			ADELE
	Well... You're wrong. I ain't saying 
	Early ain't never hit me... but he 
	never hurt me.

When Carrie doesn't respond, Adele grabs Carrie's scissor 
hand and stops her from continuing. Carrie looks at Adele's 
reflection in the dresser mirror.

			ADELE
		(continues)
	...When I was fourteen years old 
	three boys raped me in the back of a 
	truck, and beat me so bad I was in 
	bed for almost four months...
		(beat)
	...I feel safe with Early, most the 
	time he treats me pretty good. And I 
	know he wouldn't let nothin' like 
	that ever happen to me again...

Carrie is speechless, Adele looks in the mirror at her new 
haircut.

			ADELE
	Hey, that ain't so bad now.

INT. BOWLING ALLEY BAR

The patrons are young men and women. Eighteen to thirty. The 
River's Edge kids today. Leather. Ludes and Beer. Wasted. 
Rowdy.

We follow one of the waitresses through the bar... As she 
passes by a pool table one of the players, A LARGE YOUNG 
CRACKER, makes a grab at her...

			LARGE YOUNG CRACKER
	When you gonna give me so o' that!

She spins safely out of his reach.

			WAITRESS
	Maybe when you grow up a little sonny.

Some guys, close enough to hear her over the noise, laugh at 
her put down. She moves on until she reaches...

Brian standing near a small high table. Early's not with 
him. She sets four beers down on the table. Brian tries to 
talk to her over the music. He leans in close. His mouth to 
her ear.

			BRIAN
	These aren't Lucky Lager, I ordered 
	Lucky Lager.

			WAITRESS
	Sorry honey, 'ain't nothin Lucky 
	around here.

The waitress laughs. Brian smiles and glances around the 
room. He notices the Large Young Cracker staring at him.

ACROSS THE ROOM

Early steps out of the bathroom and makes his way back to 
Brian.

NEW ANGLE ON BRIAN

He watches the waitress disappear into the crowd, then turns 
to find the Large Young Cracker in his face!

			YOUNG CRACKER
	What did you say to her city boy!

The Young Cracker is obviously very drunk.

			BRIAN
	Nothing, I jus...

			YOUNG CRACKER
		(cuts him off)
	What's a jism gargling cum drunk 
	fairy like you looking at a pretty 
	girl like that for anyway?

The Young Cracker doesn't notice Early return from the 
bathroom. He moves in next to Brian. Early is relaxed and 
nonchalant as he looks over the Young Cracker. He leans closer 
to Brian.

			EARLY
		(matter of factly)
	You'd better hit him first Bri', 
	'cos it's comin'.

With his eyes on Brian, Early grabs a beer. Brian is scared, 
and confused, with one ear and one eye on the Young Cracker, 
the other on Early.

			YOUNG CRACKER
	This yur' boyfriend?

			BRIAN
		(dumbfounded)
	What?

			EARLY
	Hit him.

Early looks at the beer.

			EARLY
		(angry)
	Bri' this shit ain't Lucky Lager!

Early takes a swig off the beer, grimaces and sprays it out. 
It hits the Young Cracker. The Cracker looks down at his 
shirt in shock. Early is oblivious.

			YOUNG CRACKER
		(to Early)
	Hey Asshole!

Brian is frozen, confused, doesn't know who to address. Early 
continues to ignore the Young Cracker.

			BRIAN
	They don't stock it here Early.

			YOUNG CRACKER
		(to Early, furious)
	Why you fuckin'...

The Young Cracker moves to hit Early. Early swiftly smashes 
his beer bottle into the oncoming face. The Young Cracker 
doubles over clutching his face in agony. Early kicks him in 
the face, sending the Young Cracker to the ground. Early 
finishes him off with several more kicks from his heavy work 
boots.

Two large tough guys approach Early and Brian. Brian's heart 
racing, Early cool as a cucumber. Instead of taking on Early, 
they stop, reach down and drag the unconscious man away. The 
waitress returns to their table.

			WAITRESS
	Sorry about that, he's always causing 
	trouble.

She sets down two beers and two shots, doubles.

			WAITRESS
	These are on the house.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

INT. CARRIE AND BRIAN'S MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Carrie and Adele split the last bottle of beer between them. 
They are sitting on the floor and Adele has Carrie's foot in 
her lap. She's painting Carrie's toenails bright red. Neither 
of them is feeling any pain.

			ADELE
	My momma's a beautician. Guess that's 
	where I get it from. She wouldn't 
	hear of my moving in with Early... 
	on account of his just getting out 
	of jail and all. Ain't seen her in 
	nearly a year now. I wish she'd call 
	me, just once.

			CARRIE
		(interrupting)
	What's Early been in jail for?

			ADELE
		(reluctantly)
	Carryin' a gun.

			CARRIE
	...Anything else?

			ADELE
	An' resistin' arrest... At least 
	that's what the Police said.

			CARRIE
	Jeez... Adele!

Adele realizes she has said too much, looks at her watch.

			ADELE
	I'd better be goin'. It's late.

Adele hastily weaves her way out the door.

			CARRIE
	Great.

Carrie stares down at her feet. Red toenails. Cottonballs 
between the toes.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. THE BOWLING ALLEY BAR

Early and Brian exit the bar. They make their way to the 
Lincoln. On the way...

			EARLY
	Got to see a man about a mule.

Brian looks at Early, doesn't understand.

			EARLY
	Gotta take a piss.

Early branches off behind the car.

			EARLY
	Any reebs left in the back seat?

Early starts to take a leak.

			EARLY
	Aaahhhhh...
		(relief)
	That's what we used to call a beer 
	when we was kids... Beer spelled 
	backwards.

Brian reaches in the back seat and grabs the last Lucky Lager. 
He crosses to the other side of the car and hands Early the 
beer.

			BRIAN
	Last one.

Early stares at the last of the Lucky Lagers.

			EARLY
	...Well I probably drunk more than 
	my share, anyway... you go on an' 
	have it.

			BRIAN
	No, it's all yours. It's on me... 
	for saving my ass back there.

Early takes the beer.

			EARLY
	Hey, that's what buddies are for, 
	right...?

Early polishes off the rest of the bottle and heaves it into 
the woods.

			EARLY
		(voice drops almost 
			to a whisper)
	You know those doors I was talking 
	about? Found two of them back in 
	Kentucky. Shit, I wasn't even looking 
	for one the first time. Me and the 
	boys are just swingin' our sickles 
	by the side of the road, and I turned 
	around and there it was... this door 
	with this bright blinding white light 
	all around it... course I'm thinkin' 
	I must be sunstroked or somethin'... 
	so I close my eyes figurin' I'll 
	count ten and it'll be gone right... 
	so I'm countin'...
		(he closes his eyes)
	...1-2-3-4-5... an' I'm 'bout ta 
	piss myself right... -6-7-8-9... 10. 
	An' I open my eyes slow, spectin' it 
	won't be there right...

When Early opens his eyes, he sees a concerned look on Brian's 
face.

			EARLY
		(unconvincingly)
	...and it wasn't.

An awkward silence.

Then Early starts laughing. Brian follows suit. They both 
climb back in the car. Their forced laughter trails off.

Brian shifts the Lincoln back into gear and segues 
awkwardly...

			BRIAN
	What were you "swinging a sickle" 
	for?

Early stares at Brian. For a moment Brian is unsure what 
Early will say, or do? Then Early grins...

			EARLY
	For... 'bout three years.

Brian brakes their eye contact, looks back out onto the 
highway and just drives off.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

INT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S MOTEL ROOM - LATER

The door opens revealing Brian silhouetted in the doorway. 
Under the influence of Lucky Lager, he fumbles with the key... 
gets inside and noisily shuts the door behind him. Carrie 
remains stonily silent, in the dark.

			BRIAN
	Gotta see a man about a mule... What's 
	wrong?

A few seconds pass.

			CARRIE
	The same thing that's been "wrong" 
	the whole trip. Your good buddy Early.

Carrie, in bed, switches on the side table light. Reveals 
Brian leaning on the wall trying to get his shoes off without 
falling over.

			BRIAN
	Who said he's my good buddy?

			CARRIE
	You sure been acting like you were...
		(redneck accent)
	...Out whoopin' it up, a drankin' 
	and ever' thang.

Brian points to the empty beer bottles on the table.

			BRIAN
	Hey come on, you two were drinking 
	too... so what's the big deal.

Brian throws his shoes somewhere and heads toward the 
bathroom.

			CARRIE
	Yeah, and you should've seen how 
	terrified she was that he'd find 
	out. He beats her.

			BRIAN
	How do you know that?

			CARRIE
	She told me...
		(adding)
	...but only when she "deserves" it. 
	Did you know he was in jail?

BATHROOM

Brian turns on the light. Takes a piss. A long one.

			BRIAN
	Yeah, for stealing a car. Aaahhhh.

Suddenly, from right behind him:

			CARRIE (O.S.)
	Bullshit!

Startled, Brian turns to see Carrie.

			CARRIE
	...He told her it was for carrying a 
	gun, but the truth could be murder 
	for all we know.

No response from Brian. Carrie walks away.

LIVING ROOM

Carrie steps over to the bed, pulls the sheets back. Brian 
leans out the bathroom door:

			BRIAN
	Stop being so fucking melodramatic! 
	If it was murder he'd still be locked 
	up or on parole, in which case he 
	wouldn't be allowed to leave the 
	state.

			CARRIE
	Maybe he wasn't allowed to leave! 
	Geezus Brian!

Brian smacks himself on the forehead (a sarcastic "how stupid 
of me!") He pulls his shirt off over his head, and admits...

			BRIAN
		(sarcastically)
	Of course! The accent, the clothes, 
	and those table manners!... He's got 
	to be a mass murderer!
		(pause)
	What else could he be?

He switches off the bathroom light, steps out of the doorway, 
and begins to pull his jeans off. Carrie climbs into bed.

			BRIAN
	You know, it wouldn't even surprise 
	me if he turned out to be... a 
	Republican!

Brian tosses his jeans and moves toward the bed. Carrie 
switches off the the only light in the room. In the dark, we 
hear a thud as Brian trips over a chair.

			BRIAN
	Goddamnit!... my fucking toe!

EXT. BRIAN AND CARRIE'S MOTEL ROOM - A MOMENT LATER

Carrie leaves the motel room, ice bucket in hand.

			CARRIE
		(to Brian inside room)
	Try not to lose consciousness 'til I 
	get back.

EXT. MOTEL CORRIDOR

At the far end of a narrow hallway, Carrie finds an ice 
machine rumbling away noisily. The only illumination, a single 
fluorescent light bulb, hangs suspended above it.

AT THE ICE MACHINE

With her arm buried inside the ice machine, Carrie scavenges 
for what little ice there is... when, out of the corner of 
her eye, she notices...

SOMEONE standing at the other end of the corridor. The 
silhouette of a man.

Carrie stops. Her eyes scan the claustrophobic hallway for 
another way out. There is none.

She tries to ignore the situation. Grabs another handful of 
ice cubes. The man approaches. Carrie stops again. Her mind 
races. The man's face slowly becomes visible as he nears the 
fluorescent light. It's Early.

			EARLY
	Ain't you done enough drinking for 
	tonight?

			CARRIE
	...Brian hurt his foot.

Early reaches past her into the ice machine and grabs a 
solitary cube. He puts it in his mouth, sucks on it. His 
torso is drenched in sweat. He catches Carrie staring at 
him.

			EARLY
	Sometimes... Don't know why it is... 
	I get so hot I can't stand it. I 
	just start sweating like a dog. You 
	ever get like that?

			CARRIE
		(tenuous)
	No.

Early spits the ice cube back into his hand. He presses it 
against the back of his neck.

			EARLY
	I can feel it start to run down my 
	neck...
		(he turns his back to 
			show her)
	...and down my back... right into my 
	pants.

Carrie follows a bead of ice water as it slides down between 
his shoulder blades and along his back.

			EARLY
	...and everything starts stickin' 
	together... keeps running down the 
	back of my legs like two rivers racin' 
	for my boots, see who gets there 
	first.

He snaps a look back to Carrie and finds her looking at his 
ass. She diverts her glance.

			EARLY
	You never get that hot, huh?

Carrie shakes her head no. Early looks in his hand to see 
that his ice cube has melted.

			CARRIE
	I gotta get back before this ice 
	melts.

Carrie tries to slip past him. He reaches back into the 
machine, momentarily blocking her exit. He grabs another ice 
cube. His face only inches from hers.

			EARLY
	...never?

			CARRIE
	No, never. Excuse me.

He pops the ice cube in his mouth and lets her pass.

			EARLY
	You like Skynard?

No response, Early chews up the ice cube.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. LINCOLN LEAVING THE MOTEL - NEXT MORNING

The car crawls out of the parking lot.

INT. LINCOLN

Carrie is driving. Brian is contending with a major hangover. 
There is still a silent tension between Brian and Carrie 
from the argument the night before. Early is in the back 
with Adele. Brian moves his head and moans.

			ADELE
	My daddy always took sauerkraut juice 
	and tobasco sauce for a hangover, 
	mixed in one egg not two, and some 
	tomato juice...

From the front seat, Brian's hand springs up in a desperate 
plea for an end to Adele's colorful description.

			BRIAN
	I'm okay, thanks.

Brian rolls down his window for some fresh air, as the car 
pulls away.

EXT. LINCOLN ON HIGHWAY - MOMENTS LATER

THE CAR IS HEADING DOWN A COUNTRY ROAD.

INT. LINCOLN

Carrie glances over at Brian, who is now asleep next to her. 
She looks up into her rear-view mirror...

CARRIE'S POV: IN THE MIRROR

Early is asleep, leaning against the door. Adele is rummaging 
through a large canvas bag on the seat next to her. 
Suddenly... The wail of an approaching ambulance gets Carrie's 
attention. It roars by. Carrie glances in the mirror again. 
The next instant, unexpectedly...

EXT. LINCOLN

She furiously pulls the car off the road to an abrupt halt.

INT. LINCOLN

Brian's heads bangs against the side window.

			BRIAN
	What! What!

Carrie nods toward the back seat. Brian turns and sees Adele 
looking back at them questioningly. Beside her, Early rustles.

			BRIAN
	What is it?

			CARRIE
	Look again!

Brian notices that Adele's rummaging has revealed an automatic 
pistol in the open canvas bag. Brian stares at it. Early's 
eyes open.

EXT. PARKED LINCOLN - LATER

A deserted plain. It's very quiet here. Until the silence is 
broken by the sound of gunshots. Reveal Early teaching Brian 
how to shoot. A row of tin cans are set up on a rusty old 
car. It's obvious that Brian's enthralled with the idea of 
shooting the gun. Even if he isn't hitting anything.

			EARLY
	Only thing my old man ever gave me 
	is that goddamn .45.

Brian fires off another shot, misses again.

			EARLY
	Bri', you're jerkin' it when you 
	pull the trigger, hold it real steady.

Nearby stands an unhappy Carrie. Adele pulls her yoyo out of 
her pocket.

			ADELE
	Boys'll be boys.

Carrie doesn't respond. Adele offers the yoyo to Carrie.

			ADELE
	You know any tricks?

Carrie shakes her head no. Adele withdraws her offer.

			ADELE
	You wanna learn some?

Again Carrie declines. Her steely gaze returns to Brian.

ON EARLY AND BRIAN

Early helps Brian to hold the gun.

			EARLY
	Steady... Breath in... now let half 
	of it out, and... fire.

BANG!! The can flies off the tree stump. Brian turns to Carrie 
to see her reaction... but she's already on her way back to 
the car, and she's furious. Concerned, Brian starts to follow 
after her... But Early grabs his attention.

			EARLY
	Bri, I want you to keep this gun... 
	consider it a present. Never know, 
	California could turn out to be a 
	dangerous place.

Brian gazes at the gun resting in the palm of his hand.

EXT. AN EMPTY HIGHWAY - DAY

The Lincoln rolling along.

INT. LINCOLN

Brian is driving. Carrie keeps to herself. In her side mirror 
she catches a glimpse of Early curled up in Adele's lap. She 
watches a moment longer... and realizes that they are making 
out. Beginning to kiss and touch one another.

EXT. HIGHWAY NEAR ABATTOIR - LATE AFTERNOON

The Lincoln turns off the main highway onto a dirt road. In 
the distance, we see a large rundown building.

INT. AN OLD DESERTED ABATTOIR - AFTERNOON

The Lincoln pulls up to the ramshackle structure. Brian 
glances to the back seat to make a remark to Early and Adele 
and sees that they are amorously engaged.

Brian and Carrie start to gather their stuff. Carrie opens 
the glove compartment, inside are boxes of film... and the 
.45 automatic. She takes a few packs of film, and closes the 
glove compartment.

			EARLY
	Tell ya Bri., I'm still a little 
	sleepy,... think Adele and me are 
	gonna take us a fiesta.

			CARRIE
		(pissed off)
	Siesta.

Carrie reaches over and takes the keys from the ignition, 
locks the glove compartment and pockets the key. Both she 
and Brian exit the car. As they start to walk toward the 
structure Brian hears a sound, he turns back to see. Adele 
leaning forward into the frontseat as the lincoln's big white 
top starts to come up.

INT. ABATTOIR

Even in daylight, the interior of the dilapidated old building 
is equal parts unnerving, austere, and menacing. The last 
rays of sunlight stream through what remains of the windows. 
The light falls on a long ominous row of wicked looking meat-
hooks hanging from the ceiling.

Carrie is getting her camera equipment ready. She's quiet 
and uncommunicative.

NEW ANGLE

CLOSE, on a small audio cassette player as it comes to rest 
on a giant butcher block table in the center of the room. 
Brian pops a cassette in the player.

			CARRIE
	What's that?

			BRIAN
	A copy of a tape they found. He 
	recorded everything.

Camera in hand, Carrie begins to move about, despite the 
fact that this place repels her.

Brian presses a button on the audio cassette player. The 
small tinny speaker plays a bad recording of something we 
slowly come to realize is the unmistakable sounds of a woman 
being tortured and pleading for her life.

FLASH!! FLASH!!

Carrie fires off a series of shots from different angles. 
Brian scans the place trying to imagine what happened. Screams 
from the audio tape bounce off the walls.

			BRIAN
		(speaks into his small 
			hand held tape 
			recorder)
	His mother had him working in here 
	before he was eight years old... 
	killing animals with a sledgehammer 
	that was bigger than he was.

Brian and Carrie walk through the remains of a doorway into 
another room.

			BRIAN
	When she was pissed at him, she'd 
	beat the shit out of him and lock 
	him in here overnight...

The pleas for help and screams on the tape subside to a steady 
whimpering.

			BRIAN
		(continuing)
	...Eventually the boy wakes up one 
	morning, picks up that sledgehammer 
	and starts hurting back.

FLASH!! FLASH!!

Carrie takes a few more shots of the ominous interior. Then 
she stops, turns and walks out of the room. She's had enough. 
Brian follows after her.

			BRIAN
	There's more...

			CARRIE
	I'm finished.

Carrie stops to pick up the rest of her gear.

			BRIAN
	Look... I know you're pissed off 
	about the gun, and I don't blame 
	you...

Carrie wheels around to face him.

			CARRIE
	Brian, I'm not pissed off. God damm 
	it, turn that thing off.

She switches off the cassette player.

			CARRIE
	I'm scared. A week ago you would 
	never have even thought to pick up 
	that gun. This afternoon you're out 
	there wielding it around like Clyde 
	fucking Barrow, for Christ's sake! 
	What's with you?

			BRIAN
	Okay, it was a cheap thrill, it was 
	stupid, I admit it, alright?
		(pause)
	But let's not blow this. Not now... 
	Let's just get the photos.

			CARRIE
	I can't believe I agreed to do this.

OMITTED

			BRIAN
	Oh come on, don't give me that shit... 
	you wanted to take these photos as 
	much as I wanted you too.

			CARRIE
	Wrong! I was willing to do whatever 
	it took to get you up off your ass 
	and on the way to California... 
	There's a big difference.

Carrie storms out of the place. She exits the tunnel, and 
makes her way toward...

THE LINCOLN

As she approaches it, through the rear windshield she sees... 
Early and Adele fucking wildly!

Carrie wants to turn away, but she can't stop watching them. 
Fascinated, she raises the camera to her eye and zooms in on 
them.

THROUGH CARRIE'S CAMERA LENS: ON EARLY AND ADELE

Early is sitting against the back seat. Adele is straddling 
him. Carrie's finger finds the shutter button.

Early's arms move up under Adele's dress... Her hands press 
up against the roof. She's trembling... Wavering... Carrie's 
finger presses down on the button, CLICK!!

Then in one swift movement Early sweeps Adele onto the back 
seat. Close on Early's face. He's sweating... Lips moving... 
Talking dirty to Adele.

Keeping her finger on the button, Carrie rapid fires through 
a whole roll of film. She's oblivious to the whine of the 
motor drive once all the film is shot out.

Then unexpectedly!! Early looks directly into the camera, at 
Carrie. And smiles... And continues to fuck Adele.

A chill rushes through Carrie, she almost drops the camera. 
She runs back toward the tunnel... and right into Brian's 
arms. He startles her. She pulls away from him.

			CARRIE
	Brian I want him out of our car!

			BRIAN
	Why, what did he do?

			CARRIE
	Brian get him out of the car. Next 
	gas station either he leaves or I 
	do!

OMITTED

EXT. DESERT - DUSK

The Lincoln passes through frame. In the background, the 
surreal image of an industrial complex bathed in an eerie 
artificial light.

INT. LINCOLN PULLS INTO A GAS STATION - TWILIGHT

An electrical storm is in full swing.

EXT. GAS STATION

The Lincoln barely comes to a stop at the pumps before Carrie 
storms out of the car and heads toward the gas station 
interior. She leaves Brian to break the news to Adele and 
Early.

INT. GAS STATION

The only person inside is a YOUNG MALE ATTENDANT. He's 
watching TV behind the counter as Carrie enters. On the TV 
we see a NEWSMAN. We only catch fragments of what he is saying 
because the storm outside is affecting the TV reception.

			CARRIE
	Twenty dollars in the tank and a 
	carton of cigarettes.

In fact, each time the lightning flashes occur all of the 
electrical power at the station is affected. The fluorescent 
lights outside and inside begin to flicker and falter 
sporadically.

			NEWSMAN
	...the ex-mental patient with a 
	history of arrests is still at 
	large...

Static.

Carrie looks at the TV, watches for a moment. It doesn't 
hold her attention. She looks away and notices Adele leaving 
the car. Adele walks toward a Coke machine at the other end 
of the gas station.

			ATTENDANT
	Here's your cigarettes...

Carrie turns back toward him.

			ATTENDANT
	...And change. Better be careful, 
	looks like a bad one coming. Where 
	you headin'?

			CARRIE
	California.

			ATTENDANT
	Hear it never rains there. Must be 
	nice.

He buttons up his rain coat and goes out into the night to 
gas up the Lincoln. Carrie pulls a pack of cigarettes from 
the carton, nervously lights one up. She looks out the window 
toward the Lincoln.

EXT. GAS PUMPS

Through flashes of lightning and thunder she sees Brian in 
the car talking to Early. Early listening quietly. Brian 
looking adamant yet apologetic. The attendant fills the 
Lincoln's tank.

INT. GAS STATION

Simultaneously, as Carrie watches this... Behind her on the 
TV screen... A wave of interference scrambles the picture.

			NEWSCASTER
	...we would like to repeat...

Static.

			NEWSCASTER
	...there is a nationwide manhunt 
	for...

Static.

INT. GAS STATION - ON THE TV

The static clears and the Newscaster appears.

			NEWSCASTER (O.S.)
	...is believed responsible for the 
	murders of his landlord John 
	Diebold...

Static.

EXT. GAS PUMPS - TIGHTER ON LINCOLN

Brian's still talking -- using his hands to explain. Early 
is watching him with a resigned expression.

INT. GAS STATION - ON THE TV

A video tape image of a familiar gas station recorded by a 
surveillance camera.

			NEWSCASTER
	...of the fatal stabbing and robbery 
	of Mr. Joseph Davies Robbins...

NEW ANGLE ON CARRIE

She stares at the TV with growing horror as she notices a 
familiar black Lincoln in the background. In mid-ground, a 
male figure approaches the video camera unknowingly. Slowly, 
Early's image becomes visible.

			NEWSCASTER
	If you see this man...

Carrie panics, turns toward the door and runs smack into the 
arms of a dripping wet Early Grayce! Early stares at her and 
drops his bag to the ground.

			EARLY
	I ain't ridin' in no bus... bitch.

Then... Early notices himself on the TV.

			NEWSCASTER (O.S.)
	...call your local police or FBI...

Static.

Early grabs Carrie around the neck and yanks her into the 
back office. He pushes her down onto a chair.

			EARLY
	You just sit there and keep your 
	mouth shut.

He searches behind the cash register and finds a sawed-off 
shotgun. He shuts the TV off.

			EARLY
	I knew that boy'd have a hogleg here 
	somewhere.

The Attendant rushes back in from the pouring rain. Early 
points the sawed-off shotgun at him.

			EARLY
	Get over here.

Early forces him into the office.

			EARLY
	Sit your ass down in that corner.

Adele enters the adjacent room. She checks out the various 
vending machines in search of candy. Early taps on the window 
and motions her into the office. She sees Carrie in the chair, 
scared to death, and Early aiming the gun at the Attendant.

			ADELE
	Early, what're you doin'?

			EARLY
	Go back to the car and keep Brian 
	there. I don't want him in here...
		(beat)
	Do it Adele... Now!

Adele looks back at Carrie, then hurries out. Early empties 
the cash register.

			EARLY
	What's your name, boy?

			ATTENDANT
		(very scared)
	Walter Livesy.

			EARLY
	Think. I might just have to kill you 
	Walter. How do you feel about that?

			ATTENDANT
	Not so good. You sure you have to?

			EARLY
	I don't know. Wish I did.

			CARRIE
	Early, just think...

			EARLY
	Shut your mouth.

INT. LINCOLN

Adele opens the door on the driver's side looking scared. 
Brian is in the passenger seat. He's looking in the glove 
compartment for a map. The .45 automatic Early gave Brian is 
clearly visible. Adele stares at it.

			BRIAN
	Adele, what are you doing back here?

Adele gets in and starts looking under the seats.

			ADELE
	...Lost my purse... Could you help 
	me look for it? It's probably under 
	the seat.

INT. GAS STATION

The Attendant is reaching up, handing Early the money from 
his pockets. Carrie is seated in front of him.

			EARLY
	Where you from Walter?

			ATTENDANT
		(nervous shake)
	Vernon, Florida.

			EARLY
	Never heard of it, any huntin'?

			ATTENDANT
	Turkey mostly.

			EARLY
	Turkey's are real smart. Smarter 
	than most people think...

Early rips the phone out of the wall.

			EARLY
	Tell you what Walter, you lie down 
	there now... You make sure you stay 
	put for a while after we leave... 
	Okay?

The attendant nods yes.

			ATTENDANT
	...Mind if I hold that Bible?

			EARLY
	What do you need a Bible for?

The attendant has no response.

			EARLY
	You think I'm goin' to kill you. 
	Well that'd make me a liar then 
	wouldn't it?

			ATTENDANT
	No sir.

Early takes the Bible off the desk and hands it down to the 
Attendant.

			EARLY
	Here you go.

The frightened young man lies face down on his stomach 
clutching the Bible and starts to pray.

On the counter next to him Early notices a large stuffed 
"happy face" display. "Free with every 20 gallon purchase."

He grabs one, stares at its face curiously.

			EARLY
		(mumbles to himself)
	I wonder if Adele would like one of 
	these?
		(beat)
	Nah...

Suddenly... He puts the barrel of the gun between the "happy 
face" eyes... Points it at the back of the attendant's head.

Carrie begins to scream. Early pulls the trigger.

The blast explodes the "happy face" and rips into the back 
of the Attendant's head, killing him.

INT. LINCOLN - SIMULTANEOUSLY

A thunderous crackle of lightning all but masks the gunshot. 
The rain starts pouring down.

			BRIAN
	What was that?

Adele stares blankly back.

INT. GAS STATION

The room fills with billowing down stuffing. As the stuffing 
floats to the floor it sticks to their hair, skin and 
clothes...

			EARLY
		(surprised at the 
			feathers)
	What the fuck!

INT. LINCOLN

Brian opens the door to leave.

EXT. GAS STATION

Early drags Carrie out of the office toward the car. Brian 
sees them running toward the car. They spill into the back 
seat. Brian sees Carrie is upset.

			BRIAN
	Carrie, what's wrong?
		(to Early)
	Early, we went through this already, 
	you have to leave.

From the back seat Early wipes some more feathers from his 
face, then points the Attendant's gun at Brian's head.

			EARLY
		(spits out a feather)
	'Fraid not Bri'... Drive Adele.

Adele starts the car. She pulls out of the station and into 
the rainstorm.

INT. GAS STATION

The last of the feathers fall like snow. The whole room is 
now white except for a red stain around the head of the dead 
Attendant.

INT. LINCOLN - A MOMENT LATER

The car moves down the highway. Early in the back seat is 
still trying to brush away feathers.

			EARLY
	Hate to be an Indian-giver but I'm 
	gonna have to ask for my gun back.

Brian reaches in the glove compartment. He removes the gun 
and hands it to Early.

			BRIAN
		(to Early)
	What happened back there?

Carrie sits in the corner of the back seat, covered in 
feathers but not even noticing them.

			CARRIE
	He shot him in the head... oh God!

Adele turns to the back of the car to face Carrie.

			ADELE
		(raising her voice)
	He did not, you liar. Take that back.

The Lincoln swerves off onto the side of the road. Adele 
looks to the front again and steers it back onto the highway.

			CARRIE
	He's a killer, Brian... He's fucking 
	insane.

			EARLY
	Everybody just shut up!

Early picks some more feathers off himself.

			EARLY
	You two just cooperate and do what I 
	say, and we'll all arrive safe and 
	sound in California, as planned... 
	unless, of course, Adele don't kill 
	us first with her driving.

NEW ANGLE - EXTREME CU

The St. Christopher statue swings from the rear-view mirror. 
The windshield wipers sweep back and forth against the pouring 
rain.

EXT. AN ISOLATED ABANDONED STORE - NEXT MORNING

The Lincoln pulls up at the rear of the store. Adele exits 
carrying a couple of bags of Chinese take-out food.

INT. ABANDONED STORE

Adele enters the decrepit store. The others are inside. Brian 
and Carrie are tied up. Brian watches Early intently as he 
takes one of the bags from Adele. He begins opening one of 
the carry out containers.

			EARLY
	What the hell is this stuff?

			ADELE
	It's Chinese food. It was the only 
	place open. You said you was starving, 
	you'd eat anyth...

Early opens another container. Stares curiously at the 
contents.

			EARLY
	Yeah but, what is it?

			ADELE
	I don't know, they didn't speak too 
	good English.

Early sets the container down.

			EARLY
	And just what exactly are the Chinese 
	doing here in the middle of the 
	American desert anyway?... Didja get 
	the beer?

Adele somewhat reluctantly hands Early a bottle of beer from 
a second bag.

			EARLY
	..."Chink" beer!

Early notices that Brian is watching him intently. He mistakes 
Brian's interest for hunger.

			EARLY
	Oh hell, I'm sorry Bri. Adele, honey, 
	untie Brian, he's starving over there.
		(pause)
	Carrie, you want some?

Carrie doesn't respond at all. Adele unties Brian.

Early pulls out his gun, puts it on the table next to him. 
Brian sits across from Early. He watches as Early rummages 
impatiently through the carry out paraphernalia.

			EARLY
	Where's the damn forks and spoons 
	at!

Frustrated, Early finally takes a gulp of Chinese food right 
out of the container. It goes down rough.

			EARLY
	...Is it just me, or has this whole 
	trip been goin' downhill ever since 
	we ran outta Lucky Lager?

Brian picks up a pair of chopsticks, then reconsiders, puts 
them back down and, like Early, gulps from the container.

NEARBY, Carrie sits quietly. As she listens to the two men 
talk... she notices something on her arm. She lifts her arm 
up to get a closer look.

HER POV

She sees that a few of the white down feathers still cling 
to her. Closer... and she sees that one of the tiny feathers 
is tinged with blood. The Gas Station Attendant's. It freaks 
her.

ON BRIAN AND EARLY

			BRIAN
		(quietly)
	How many people have you killed Early?

Early stops... thinks for a moment.

ON CARRIE

She tries to brush the bloodied feather away... but with her 
hands bound, she can't reach it.

ON BRIAN AND EARLY

			EARLY
	Well now, how many people d'you see 
	me kill?

Brian shakes his head.

			BRIAN
	None.

ON CARRIE

In quiet desperation, she raises her arm to her lips... and 
blows the solitary blood tinged reminder away.

ON BRIAN AND EARLY

Early stares at Brian.

			EARLY
	...Well then, that's how many I 
	killed.

			BRIAN
		(unconvincingly)
	If you say so.

			EARLY
	Damn right I do.

ON ADELE

Adele watches the tiny down feather drift to the floor.

ON BRIAN AND EARLY

Early picks up a different container and gulps some down. 
After a moment...

			EARLY
	You never killed anyone have you 
	Bri'?

Brian shakes his head no.

			EARLY
	You never even seen anybody killed, 
	right?

Brian stops eating and looks at Early.

			BRIAN
	What are you getting at?

Early leans closer to him.

			EARLY
	You wanna tell me how'n the hell you 
	gonna write a book 'bout somethin' 
	you don't know nothin' 'bout?

Eye to eye, the two men stare at one another. Brian has no 
answer.

			EARLY
	Ya see what I'm sayin'?
		(beat)
	Ha!

			BRIAN
		(nervously mimes the 
			same)
	...Ha.

Early goes back to gulping down his dinner. This time he 
gets a spicy one.

			EARLY
		(a nod toward the 
			carry out container)
	...watch out for that stuff, it bites.

Brian gazes at the cluster of Chinese carry-out food 
containers. An ironic reminder of an earlier conversation. 
He lets out a weak ironic laugh.

			BRIAN
		(recollecting to 
			himself)
	...way too much MSG.

EXT. LINCOLN - TRAVELING - DAY

INT. LINCOLN DRIVING DOWN BACKROADS - DAY

Early is behind the wheel, not a care in the world. Adele 
sits beside him playing with her camera. She turns and aims 
the camera at Brian and Carrie in the back seat, their hands 
are bound.

			ADELE
	Smile.

Neither makes any attempt at smiling. Adele snaps their photo 
anyway. In the front seat, she sits quietly for a moment 
then leans over to Early and whispers something to him.

			EARLY
	No way. I guarantee you he was 
	breathing when I walked outta there.

Adele sits back quietly. Carrie wants to speak but doesn't.

			EARLY
	Hey... Ain't we getting near the 
	next murder site... Bri?

			BRIAN
	Forget about it, doesn't matter.

			EARLY
	Hell it don't...
		(beat)
	...Hand me Brian's map there Adele. 
	One day I'm gonna pass some store 
	and see your book in the window. Me 
	and Adele gonna buy a copy for our 
	coffee table.

NEW ANGLE

Carrie silently fuming in the back seat. Brian stares at the 
rope that binds his wrists.

EXT. OLD DESERTED MINE AREA - LATER THAT DAY

The Lincoln drives down the dirt access road and stops. They 
all get out, Early unties Brian and Carrie.

			EARLY
	Figured your hands might be starting 
	to hurt.

Early looks down the hill to the old mine building.

			EARLY
	Let's have a look. You girls coming?

Carrie's steely gaze answers Early's question.

			ADELE
	Can I just wait here?

Early leans into the car and picks up Adele's camera.

			EARLY
	Don't worry Bri', I'll take the 
	pictures.
		(to Adele, with a 
			kiss to her cheek)
	...you stay here with Carrie.
		(to Carrie)
	You run off... Bri' pays the price. 
	Karma, remember?

Pistol in hand, Early follows Brian down the hill. Adele 
begins nervously playing with her yoyo.

Carrie watches as Brian and Early disappear around a bend in 
the dirt road. Out of the corner of her eye, she hones in on 
Adele's yoyo.

Adele becomes increasingly intense about manipulating the 
yoyo, controlling it. Until she's lost in it. A momentary 
refuge.

			ADELE
	This is called walk the dog.

NEW ANGLE - EXTREME CU

A huge excruciatingly tight shot of the yoyo in slow motion. 
Its string unraveling as it spins downward. Carrie pulls her 
gaze away.

CARRIE'S POV

The desolate surrounding landscape, a bright blue sky, the 
scrubbrush. And no one who can help them. Carrie turns and 
looks over her shoulder down the hill.

EXT. OLD MINE BUILDING

The old mine building, rusted and deserted since the late 
'20's.

			EARLY
	So tell me... what happened here?

			BRIAN
	Two brothers, prospectors, lived 
	here. Up until a few years back.

Flash! -- Early takes a photo with the Instamatic.

			EARLY
		(coaxing)
	...and?

			BRIAN
	They picked up hitchhikers... young 
	men... and brought them back here.

Early scans the grounds.

			EARLY
	Where'd they do it?

Reluctantly Brian leads Early toward the old mine building. 
At the opening, Early hesitates.

			EARLY
	Bri.

Brian stops in his tracks.

EXT. LINCOLN - TIGHT CLOSE UP

Adele's yoyo skitters across the gravel road surface.

EXT. OLD MINE BUILDING

Brian turns back to Early.

			EARLY
	This ain't going to give me 
	nightmares, is it?

EXT. LINCOLN - TIGHT CLOSE UP

Then in a snap!... the yoyo recoils into Adele's palm.

CARRIE'S POV

A distant empty ribbon of road.

ON CARRIE

Her eyes searching for anyone who could help.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	This is one of my favorites... rock 
	the cradle.

INT. OLD MINE BUILDING

Brian and Early are silhouetted against the dying sky. Flash!! 
Early takes another photo.

			BRIAN
	...They asked them just before they 
	were executed why they did it. They 
	said "to be famous."
		(beat)
	Why do you do it?

Flash!! Early takes a flash photo of Brian, momentarily 
blinding him.

			EARLY
	Do what Bri?

Early moves slowly toward Brian.

			BRIAN
	We both know you didn't have to kill 
	that gas station attendant.

Brian's eyes dart nervously to the gun dangling in Early's 
palm. Flash!

EXT. LINCOLN - TIGHT CU

In slow motion Adele's hands manipulate the yoyo and string.

INT. OLD MINE BUILDING

			BRIAN
	You wanted to.
		(beat)
	Why?

Flash! Brian flinches. Early remains silent as he closes in 
on Brian.

			BRIAN
	It make you feel good? Powerful?
		(Flash!)
	Superior, what? Come on Early, tell 
	me something.
		(Flash!)
	Were you angry?

Early's boot lands toe to toe with Brian's shoe.

			BRIAN
		(tentative)
	Who are you angry with Early... your 
	mother, your father?

Eye to eye, the two men stand there.

			EARLY
	You want to know about my daddy, 
	I'll tell you about my daddy, Bri...

EXT. LINCOLN

Carrie walks over to Adele at the car. Adele doesn't miss a 
beat with her yoyo.

			CARRIE
	Adele, listen to me... Early's sick; 
	he should be in a hospital.

Adele screws up the trick. She pulls the yoyo off her finger 
and throws it in the back seat. She leans into the front 
seat and cranks the radio up to the max. Closing her eyes, 
she begins moving to the music, and tries to ignore Carrie.

			CARRIE
		(shouting over the 
			music)
	The police are after him, he's a 
	murderer!

			ADELE
		(uncertain)
	...That's not true.

			CARRIE
		(shouting)
	What?

			ADELE
		(shouting back)
	That's not true!

NEW ANGLE

A POLICE CAR pulls into frame, unnoticed by Carrie and Adele 
in the background.

INT. POLICE CAR

			MALE OFFICER
	Let's take a look.

			FEMALE OFFICER
	I'll call in the plate.

The Male Officer exits, unlocking his holster. The Female 
Officer picks up the police radio and calls in the license 
plate number.

EXT. LINCOLN NEAR MINE AREA

The radio is blaring. Adele continues to dance despite 
Carrie's pleas.

			CARRIE
		(shouting)
	...I wouldn't lie to you, Adele. . . 
	I saw him kill that man.

			ADELE
		(defensive)
	Early didn't kill nobody, he wouldn't 
	do that. I don't know why you're 
	saying those things. You ain't my 
	friend.

With that, Adele stops her dancing and turns away from 
Carrie... To see the Male Officer walking toward them.

			ADELE
	Please don't say anything Carrie.

The Male Officer continues toward them. It looks like he's 
talking to them... but his voice is inaudible under the 
deafening radio.

NEW ANGLE: FAVORING THE TWO POLICE OFFICERS

The Female Officer sticks her head out of the police car and 
yells to her partner. He turns to listen.

			FEMALE OFFICER
	We got a match, I'll call for back 
	up.

As the Male Officer turns back, he sees Adele reach into the 
front seat of the Lincoln. The Male Officer draws his revolver 
and levels it at Adele.

NEW ANGLE: FAVORING ADELE AND CARRIE

Click! Adele shuts the radio off, total silence. As Adele 
leans back out of the car, she turns, facing directly into 
the barrel of the Male Officer's gun.

			MALE OFFICER
	All right ladies, I want both of you 
	to slowly step away from the ca...

BANG! A single gunshot rings out! The Male Officer jerks 
back and falls to the ground. Adele screams! Carrie whips a 
panicked glance around and sees... Early running toward them. 
Brian, bewildered, follows behind.

BRIAN'S POV (RUNNING)

Ahead of him, he watches Early race past the wounded Male 
Officer. He kicks the Officer's revolver out of reach and 
rushes toward the police car.

Early fires his gun repeatedly as he charges the car!

The Female Officer pulls her gun and starts to get out of 
the car, when... a shot shatters the windshield hitting her 
in the chest. She collapses back onto the seat.

ON BRIAN

He stops at the sight of the wounded Male Officer. Shocked, 
he watches the man writhing in pain. His hands clutching his 
crotch. His blood oozes into the dirt.

Early approaches the police car. He sees the dead cop and 
hears the radio dispatcher.

			POLICE RADIO
	Officer needs help, shots fired, six 
	Adam five, one eighty-seven, suspects 
	wanted in multiple murders. Location 
	unknown, last seen...

Brian is not sure what to do. He looks around... sees the 
Officer's handgun lying in the dirt. He takes a step toward 
it, when... another gunshot rings out! Brian stops. Looks to 
the police car. He sees Early standing there, smoke belching 
from the dashboard... the police radio is dead.

Early walks back toward Brian and the others. He steps over 
to the injured Male Officer on the ground.

			EARLY
	Tell me that don't hurt.

Early picks up the wounded cop's gun. He hands it to Brian 
as he trains the .45 automatic at Brian's chest.

			EARLY
	Shoot him. You'll be doing him a 
	favor.

Brian looks to Early in disbelief.

OMITTED

			BRIAN
	No, no, I can't.

Early cocks the pistol and pushes the barrel to Brian's head. 
Brian looks down at the wounded cop who is writhing in pain.

			EARLY
	(No,) It's the answer to all them 
	questions of yers.

Brian won't do it. He drops the gun to the ground.

			EARLY
	Now you'll never know.

Early cocks his pistol.

			BRIAN
	...Don't do it. Early, look at him, 
	look at his face. That's not your 
	father.

Early stares at the wounded cop's face.

			EARLY
	I know that. That there is a policeman 
	in a world of pain. And this is what 
	you call a mercy killin'.

Early shoots the cop again. The cop lays still.

Early reaches down and takes the dead cop's handcuffs. He 
casually points the little camera at the dead cop. Flash!!

EXT. LINCOLN - ON BACKROADS - LATER

The Lincoln hurtles down the road.

INT. LINCOLN

Early driving. Adele in the passenger seat looks bewildered. 
Carrie and Brian in back, handcuffed, eyes hollow with 
exhaustion and fear. Then out of the quiet...

			EARLY
	I'm still waiting.

Adele looks across the seat to Early. Her face drained of 
all expression.

			EARLY
		(disappointed)
	Not so much as a simple "thank you."

Adele at a loss. Finally... confused...

			ADELE
		(empty)
	...thank you.

			EARLY
	Thank you for what?
		(becoming aggravated)
	What are you thanking me for Adele?

			ADELE
		(hesitantly, she admits)
	...I don't know.

			EARLY
	Well Adele... it was for...
		(screaming at her)
	...saving your fucking life back 
	there!

She shrinks away from him.

			EARLY
		(gesturing with his 
			fingertips a fraction 
			apart)
	Darlin' you were 'bout that far from 
	spendin' the night at the morgue. 
	You understand?

			CARRIE
	He wasn't going to shoot her, you 
	murdering son of a bitch!

Early looks into the rear-view mirror. Brian tries to defuse 
the situation.

			BRIAN
	Carrie... stop it.

			CARRIE
		(explodes)
	What the fuck is wrong with you 
	Brian!? If you'll stop taking notes 
	for once and open your eyes... you'll 
	see that he is a homicidal fucking 
	killer. He is... for real!

			BRIAN
	Shut up Carrie, please... just shut 
	up!

EXT. LINCOLN ON DESERTED HIGHWAY - SUNSET

The Lincoln drives along an old deserted highway passing 
occasional gas stations and dilapidated motels.

INT. LINCOLN ON DESERTED HIGHWAY - SUNSET

Early is driving. He notices something in the distance.

EARLY'S POV - NIGHT

Off in the distance... an oasis of greenery.

OMITTED

Sequence omitted from original script.

EXT. THE MUSGRAVE HOUSE - ARIZONA/UTAH BORDER - DUSK

A home in a secluded valley near the desert. It has a cactus 
garden. The garden is illuminated so it can be enjoyed at 
night.

Reveal... the Lincoln parked by the front door.

EXT. LINCOLN - CLOSER

Adele gazes out the passenger-side window. She's enthralled 
by the sight of all the cacti.

			ADELE
	...I luv' cactuses 'cos they're so 
	strong. Don't need much care really.

Reveal Brian handcuffed to the steering wheel beside her. He 
cranes his neck to see out the rear window...

BRIAN'S POV

Early steps up to the front door of the house and rings the 
bell. Carrie stands beside him. A light comes on inside. The 
door slides open a crack and MRS. MUSGRAVE, an attractive 
older woman with silver hair, peers out with a puzzled look.

INT. LINCOLN - SAME TIME

Adele rambles on.

			ADELE
		(far away)
	...You can forget about 'em forever 
	and then look at 'em and they're 
	doin' even better than before.

			BRIAN
		(watching the house)
	Adele... we gotta do something before 
	Early kills someone else.

BRIAN'S POV

Of Early and Carrie as they are let into the house.

INT. LINCOLN

Adele is still rambling on about her interest in cacti.

			ADELE
	...There ain't nothin' can kill 'em. 
	They can live for two even three 
	hundred years.

			BRIAN
	Adele for god sake please lis...

			ADELE
		(she glances over to 
			Brian)
	There ain't nothing we could do. 
	Once Early sets his mind on somethin', 
	well thats the end of that.

Adele drifts back to the cacti.

INT. MUSGRAVE LIVING ROOM - A LITTLE LATER

CLOSE ON A PORCELAIN CACTUS

One of many we now reveal to be atop a fireplace mantle. 
Adele leans in against the mantle and scrutinizes the cactus.

Carrie and Brian sit on the floor, back to back, their arms 
bound around the leg of a piano by a pair of police handcuffs. 
Mrs. Musgrave is standing nearby. She's overwhelmed. Numb. 
She pours herself a glass of bourbon.

			MRS. MUSGRAVE
		(to herself)
	It's just like in that dream I had. 
	If only I had seen their faces.

She takes her drink and sits down on the couch nearby. Adele 
drops down quietly on the chair next to her.

			ADELE
		(tries to cheer Mrs. 
			Musgrave up)
	You've got beautiful cactuses here, 
	I just love 'em. My momma used to 
	keep a garden.

Mrs. Musgrave downs most of her drink with the first try. 
Distressed, her head slumps down.

			EARLY (O.S.)
		(from the kitchen)
	Hey Bri... You ever stop to think 
	that if you switched the two letters 
	in your name...
		(entering the room)
	...it would spell Brain.

Early, his pistol wedged in his belt, appears from the kitchen 
eating a sandwich. Between bites... He walks over and rips 
the phone out of the wall unit. He glimpses Mrs. Musgrave.

			EARLY
	What's wrong with her?

			ADELE
		(sorry for her)
	She had a dream that somethin' like 
	this was gonna happen.

Early notices the glass of bourbon in her trembling hands. 
He steps over to her and takes the glass away.

			EARLY
	I'll bet she did.

He sets the glass down next to a recent picture of Mrs. 
Musgrave and an ELDERLY MAN with silver hair.

			EARLY
	Where's your husband?

			MRS. MUSGRAVE
		(lying)
	...I'm a widow.

Early looks at her, he doesn't believe her.

EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE - NIGHT

Everything is quiet beneath the star studded sky. The same 
elderly man pictured with Mrs. Musgrave is studying the sky 
through a powerful telescope. MR. MUSGRAVE is an amateur 
astronomer. o.s. the SOUND of a door opening. Then footsteps.

			MR. MUSGRAVE
		(excited)
	Is that you Peaches? Come, you must 
	see Saturn tonight. The rings are 
	sensational!

INT. STUDY - GLASS DISPLAY CASE

Early leans into frame, staring at the display case.

EARLY'S POV

Inside of it is a four foot long replica of the first ATOMIC 
BOMB, "Fat Boy." Faded newspaper articles on the wall indicate 
Mr. Musgrave had something to do with the bomb's initial 
construction. An old photo on the bookshelf shows a much 
younger Mr. Musgrave in a '50's kitchen. He is laughing and 
embracing a '50's style female mannequin.

			MR. MUSGRAVE (O.S.)
	My oh my, this is quite rare, quite 
	rare indeed. Come have a look...

Early's eyes drift over to a set of golf clubs that sit in 
the corner of the room.

MR MUSGRAVE'S POV - THROUGH TELESCOPE

The planet Saturn and its glorious rings.

			MR. MUSGRAVE (O.S.)
	Peaches?

OMITTED

THWACK!! The planet turns into a blur of light... then 
blackness.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME - ON BRIAN AND CARRIE

Brian and Carrie are still cuffed to the piano, in the 
background we see Mrs. Musgrave and Adele looking out the 
window into the backyard.

			BRIAN
		(whispers to Carrie)
	You gotta talk to her. She looks up 
	to you, she'll listen to you.

			CARRIE
	I tried talking to her at the mine. 
	It didn't work.

			BRIAN
	Then try again, (it's our only 
	chance.)

EXT. HOUSE - LATER

Early is leaning on a golf club looking through the telescope.

			ADELE (O.S.)
	Early?

He pulls his eye away as Adele arrives.

			ADELE
		(excited)
	Early, Mrs. Musgrave has the most 
	beautiful little guest house out 
	back and... well, no one's stayin' 
	in it... it's just empty. And she 
	said if me and you wanted to, well 
	maybe we...

Suddenly, o.s., a scream pierces the moment!

Early and Adele turn toward the doorway to see Mrs. Musgrave 
screaming. The older woman's eyes staring past Adele to the 
floor nearby. Adele follows the terrified woman's gaze to 
find... Mr. Musgrave's body lying on the floor. A bloodied 
wound in the back of his head. All of Adele's enthusiasm 
drains from her face.

			EARLY
		(to Mrs. Musgrave)
	Well 'Peaches'... you're a widow 
	now.

Mrs. Musgrave collapses to the floor.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SHORT WHILE LATER

Brian and Carrie are still cuffed to the piano. Across from 
them, Early sits in an overstuffed chair looking through 
Carrie's collection of erotic photography.

			EARLY
		(to Brian)
	Have you seen this one? That don't 
	leave much to the imagination now 
	does it?

He looks at another photograph. Confused, he turns it upside 
down, stares at it.

INT. THE DEN - SAME TIME

Mrs. Musgrave is laid out on the couch. Adele, deep in 
thought, watches over the older woman. Finally Adele reaches 
into her purse, pulls out her small potted cactus then walks 
across the room to a table. Its top is covered with small 
potted cacti. She gently places hers among them.

ON MRS. MUSGRAVE

Mrs. Musgrave begins to regain consciousness. Her eyes open 
to find... Adele standing over her. Adele brings her finger 
to her lips -- Shhhh.

INT. LIVING ROOM

Early looks through several more photos. He stops on one of 
a nude woman's torso. Early looks at it for a moment... then 
extends the photo out toward Carrie, comparing it to her.

			EARLY
		(smiles and shakes 
			his head in disbelief)
	That's you ain't it?

Carrie doesn't answer him. Then, in the background directly 
behind Early... Adele and Mrs. Musgrave quietly appear. Carrie 
notices them as they start to cross the hallway to the 
kitchen. Early sees Carrie's eyes glance past him. He turns 
to see why... when...

			CARRIE (O.S.)
	You're right Early...

Early stops. Looks back to Carrie. Brian also turns to her 
curiously.

			CARRIE
	...It is me. Do you like it?

Early looks at the photo again. Adele and Mrs. Musgrave now 
cross safely to the kitchen. Carrie eyes meet Early's. He 
smiles, pulls the nude photo of her close to his face... and 
licks it.

INT. KITCHEN - SAME TIME

Adele quietly opens the back door.

			ADELE
	Go on now... please.

Mrs. Musgrave is confused, is it a trick? She looks into 
Adele's eyes... and knows it's not. The old lady turns and 
walks out into the dark desert. Adele stands at the open 
door, watching Mrs Musgrave escape.

			ADELE
		(in a whisper)
	...Call me.

INT. LIVING ROOM - A MOMENT LATER

Early finishes looking through the photographs. He closes 
the cover of the portfolio.

			EARLY
	Well they say there's room fur all 
	kinds in California... and that's 
	where we're gonna be this time 
	tomorrow. California.
		(beat)
	Adele honey?

INT. KITCHEN

			EARLY (O.S.)
	Adele?

Early enters, and sees Adele standing at the back door. Adele 
turns to face him. Early looks past her into the night and 
realizes what she's done. He strides across the room pulling 
the pistol from his waistband.

AT THE KITCHEN DOOR

Early pushes Adele out of the way.

			EARLY
		(shouting)
	Peaches! Come on back here. There 
	ain't nothin' for you to be afraid 
	of.

EARLY POV - EXT. CACTUS GARDEN

Aside from the occasional pools of light illuminating the 
cacti, it's very dark. There's no sign of Mrs. Musgrave.

INT. KITCHEN

He steps outside and starts firing his gun into the 
blackness... bullets THUNK into the cacti.

			EARLY
		(shouting over the 
			gunfire)
	Nobody wants to hurt you Peaches!

			ADELE
	Early! Stop!!

Desperate, Adele grabs a large potted cactus. She rushes 
toward Early. Swinging the cactus like an unwieldy bat, she 
pummels the side of his head. He stumbles forward, 
disappearing into the darkness. Adele stands outside the 
kitchen door, bewildered. Then...

			EARLY (O.S.)
	Oww! Oww!! -- FUCK!!!!

Early re-emerges from the shadows. Adele's eyes widen when 
she sees him. His cheek has long bloody gashes where the 
cactus ripped the flesh.

			EARLY
		(perplexed)
	Honey... What do you think you're 
	doin'?

Adele starts to cry.

			EARLY
	Oh, n'jus what in hell you crying 
	'bout? I'm the one got hit.

			ADELE
	I changed my mind, Early. I'm not 
	gonna climb up that Hollywood sign 
	with you... I decided. I think your 
	mean, and you hurt people.

A look comes over Early's face that we've never seen before. 
That he's never felt before. Hurt. He doesn't know how to 
deal with it. And he definitely doesn't like it.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME (INTERCUT WITH PREVIOUS SCENE)

			BRIAN
	Carrie, watch for Early.

			CARRIE
	What are you going to do?

			BRIAN
	I'm going to try and lift the end of 
	the piano. If I can... slide your 
	cuffs free.

Carrie glues her eyes to the kitchen doorway. Brian presses 
his back up under the belly of the piano and using all his 
strength manages to lift the piano an inch off the floor. 
Carrie slides her cuffs out from under the leg.

			CARRIE
	What about you?

			BRIAN
	I don't know.

Carrie's eyes dart back toward the kitchen. Then she notices 
a chair nearby.

			CARRIE
	Can you lift it again? Just lift it, 
	hurry.

Carrie grabs the chair. As Brian lifts the piano, she pushes 
the chair beneath the underside of it. It holds the piano 
suspended an inch off the floor. Brian drops to the floor 
and slips the cuffs free.

When... a solitary gunshot rings out from the cactus garden.

A moment later, Early steps quietly into the room. He's 
pulling the last few cactus needles from his face. He sees 
Brian and Carrie standing.

			EARLY
	You two been busy in here.

			BRIAN
	What happened to Adele?

			EARLY
	Well, let's put it this way.
		(beat)
	I need me a new woman.

A shocked silence. Brian and Carrie look to one another. 
Carrie moves toward the kitchen but Early stops her! Brian 
rushes at him. Early sticks the .45 automatic in his face!

			EARLY
	Sorry about this Bri...

He starts to squeeze the trigger.

			CARRIE
		(desperate)
	Early, don't.

Early stops. He looks to Carrie.

			CARRIE
	I'll do whatever you want. You want 
	me to go with you, I'll go with you. 
	Just don't kill him.

Early deliberates the situation, then eases up off the 
trigger... and smiles to Brian.

Then, without warning, he hits Brian over the head with the 
butt of the .45 automatic. Brian falls to the floor 
unconscious.

OMITTED

EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE - EARLY MORNING

As Early finishes tieing one of the replicant bombs, Little 
Boy onto the hood. He reaches down and grabs a six pack of 
beer on the ground and shoves it in the back seat, then slides 
into the driver's seat next to an anxious Carrie. Carrie is 
now wearing one of Adele's floral dresses.

			EARLY
	Think anyone will notice?

Carrie doesn't answer, Early laughs.

INT. LINCOLN

Early looks out over the expanse of the desert. He sees a 
dirt fire road.

			EARLY
	I'll bet there's a 'door' out there... 
	save us some time.

Carrie doesn't understand what he means. Nonetheless, she 
nods her head in agreement.

EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE

The Lincoln heads out, past the cactus garden, into the 
darkness.

THE LINCOLN'S HEADLIGHTS REVEAL

Adele's lifeless body on the ground near her beloved cacti.

FADE TO BLACK WITH THE DEPARTING HEADLIGHTS

INT. MUSGRAVE LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Brian is handcuffed on the floor. His eyes open slowly as he 
begins to regain consciousness. He senses someone behind 
him. He pivots around to see Mrs. Musgrave kneeling down to 
help him.

EXT. DESERT - SAME TIME

In the distance, a cloud of dust reveals the Lincoln, 
traveling at high speed along the dirt fire road.

INT. LINCOLN - SAME TIME

Early still behind the wheel. Carrie sits up against the 
passenger side door. She is tense and guarded. Out the window, 
nothing but empty desert.

			EARLY
	Pass me a beer hon'.

Carrie quietly responds. She kneels on the front seat and 
reaches into the back. She grabs a bottle by its neck, and 
pulls it from the six pack of beer. Bottle in hand, she 
hesitates a moment...

NEW ANGLE: EARLY'S POV IN THE DRIVING MIRROR

Early watches Carrie.

			EARLY
	You wanna hit me with that, huh?

NEW ANGLE

Carrie reconsiders and sits back in the far corner of the 
front seat.

			CARRIE
		(not looking at him)
	No.

She hands the bottle to him. Early reaches out for the beer, 
but instead of taking it, he clasps his hand over hers.

He looks at her and begins to squeeze...

			EARLY
	Stop lyin'... I can see right through 
	you.

Early squeezes even harder -- Carrie begins to wince with 
pain. She waits for the glass bottle to shatter in her hand.

			EARLY
	Who d'ya think you're foolin'?
		(beat)
	I know you better than you think...

			CARRIE
		(confused)
	...You're hurting me...

Early hits the brakes. The car screeches to a halt in a cloud 
of dust. Early squeezes on her hand even harder and begins 
to drag her toward him.

			EARLY
	I seen the way you been lookin' at 
	me since we met... Snappin' my photo 
	when you thought I wasn't lookin'. 
	Wanting me...

Carrie turns her head away. Early pulls her closer.

			EARLY
	I saw you when I killed that boy...

He grabs her hair with his other hand... Pulls her head around -- 
forcing her to look at him. Early has Carrie right up against 
him, looking right into her eyes.

			EARLY
		(whispers)
	You were plenty hot.

			CARRIE
		(explodes)
	You sick twisted fuck! You don't 
	know shit about me.

She struggles trying to free herself. Early, his face only 
inches from hers, smiles...

			EARLY
	Sick... some people might say takin' 
	photos of me and Adele humpin' in 
	the back of the car is sick.

Carrie struggles even harder, but Early tightens his hold.

			EARLY
	...You know what I mean?

			CARRIE
	...I know I'd love to smash this 
	bottle right in your fucking face.

Suddenly... Early releases Carrie, taking the beer from her. 
Carrie retreats back into the corner of the passenger side.

			EARLY
	That's better... Honesty... I like 
	that in a woman.

He gives her a grin, then opens the bottle.

			EARLY
	But I'll tell ya... when we get to 
	California, we're gonna have to do 
	something 'bout that gutter mouth of 
	yours.

Early takes a gulp of beer.

EXT. LINCOLN - SAME TIME

Early throws the bottle of beer out the window (it ain't 
Lucky Lager), slams the Lincoln into "drive" and accelerates 
along the dirt road.

INT. MUSGRAVE LIVING ROOM

			MRS. MUSGRAVE
	He's pulled out all the lines. The 
	nearest phone is twenty miles east 
	of here.

Brian notices an old pickup truck parked outside.

EXT. MUSGRAVE HOUSE - THE NEXT MOMENT

An anxious Brian hustles into the cab of the pickup truck. 
Some tools are in the back. Brian still wears the handcuffs 
around his wrists. Mrs. Musgrave stands near the front door.

			BRIAN
	Which way did they go?

			MRS. MUSGRAVE
		(pointing)
	He took the fire road.

			BRIAN
	Take your car and get to that phone. 
	Call the police.

Brian starts the pickup and drives off.

EXT. DESERT - LATER

The wind has picked up. An old wooden gate blocks the fire 
road. On either side, barbed wire as far as the eye can see. 
The Lincoln roars into frame and powers through the barrier.

The gate smashes into splintered pieces of wood.

INT. LINCOLN - SAME TIME

Carrie leans against the passenger door. Early's eyes scan 
the open desert -- looking for the elusive 'doors.' Carrie 
reaches for her pack of cigarettes. Early, without a word, 
reaches out and takes the pack from her. He crumples it up 
and throws it out the window.

NEW ANGLE

Carrie's eyes go to the instrument panel. The temperature 
gauge is in the red.

EXT. DESERT

The pickup truck arrives at a crossroads and skids to a halt. 
Brian tries to guess which direction to take. Then he spots 
Early's discarded beer bottle up ahead. The truck accelerates 
straight ahead, tires spinning.

EXT. DESERT - LATER, THE SUN IS ON THE HORIZON

The winds continue to escalate, blowing harder and harder. 
The Lincoln approaches on the fire road. A trail of steam is 
streaming out from under the hood, blinding Early's view.

Finally, Early slams on the brakes and skids 180 degrees to 
a halt... Steam pours out of the Lincoln's grill. The Lincoln 
has had it.

Early is indifferent and looks around. About a hundred yards 
away, barely visible through the growing sand storm, an old 
1950's style building.

INT. LINCOLN

Early opens the back door. He grabs a box of supplies (some 
rope, a kerosene lamp etc.)

			EARLY
	Come on.

Carrie slowly begins to respond. She slides across the front 
seat.

NEW ANGLE: CLOSE ON THE INSTRUMENT PANEL

Carrie's hand crosses frame and pulls out a knob on the dash.

EXT. DESERT - LATE AFTERNOON

The sun is starting to set behind a distant mountain range. 
In the far distance... The pickup truck, revealed by its 
trail of dust, crosses the vast landscape.

EXT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE

Early and Carrie struggle through the growing sand storm. 
Carrie throws a last curious glance back to the Lincoln as 
they reach the front door.

INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE

The front door is kicked open. Early enters the room with 
Carrie in tow.

CLOSE ON EARLY

He looks around the room... A smile forms on his face.

			EARLY
	Howdy, my name's Early Grayce and 
	this is my girl Carrie. I hope you 
	don't mind us bargin' in like this 
	but a... we was on our way to 
	California when our car broke down, 
	and...

EARLY'S POV (AS HE EXPLAINS)

A living room fully decorated in '50's furniture. Sand covers 
everything... Including...

A FAMILY OF FOUR MANNEQUINS placed around the room: The father 
sits in front of the TV... The mother (the same mannequin as 
in Mr. Musgrave's old picture) is toppled over a kitchen 
counter... The little girl is seated at a table... The little 
boy is playing with his toy plane on the floor.

			EARLY (O.S.)
	Well... it's gettin' pretty rough 
	out there, so if it's all the same 
	to you, we'll be staying the night.

EXT. '50'S HOUSE

Early slams the front door shut.

CAMERA PULLS AWAY - REVEALING

The building is a single story '50's home of extremely cheap 
construction. It's in bad condition.

EXT. DESERT - THE SMASHED WOODEN GATE

The last rays of the setting sun reveal the pickup truck 
heading toward the smashed remains of the wooden gate. The 
pickup truck hurtles through the opening left by the Lincoln.

NEW ANGLE

On a collapsed old wooden sign. It lies on the ground a few 
feet away from the gate posts.

"DREAMLAND" - NUCLEAR TEST RANGE DANGER - KEEP OUT

INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE - NIGHT

Wind and sand blow freely through the remains of the windows. 
A solitary kerosene lamp dimly illuminates the living room 
area. Its flickering light finds... Early, stripped to the 
waist, crouched over the broken TV set. He fidgets with the 
knobs. Then the mangled rabbit ears antenna. Carrie sits on 
some blankets in the corner next to the couch. She's scared 
to death. Her eyes scan the battered room. Debris everywhere.

Amidst all of it, Carrie's erotic photographs have been placed 
about the room.

ON EARLY

Still unable to get the TV to work, he smacks it a good one 
on the side.

With the smack!... Carrie whips her look back toward Early... 
To find he's lost interest in the TV. He turns toward Carrie. 
Stares at her for a moment. Then with a hint of a smile, he 
begins to move toward her. The time has arrived.

He reaches down, grabs her by the shirt and pulls her to her 
feet. Carrie doesn't resist. He's rough with her as he kisses 
her on the lips. Carrie pulls her mouth away from his. She 
seems confused, unsure of her feelings. Early watches her, 
until her eyes come back to his. Then she steps forward 
crowding her body against his, as she slips one hand around 
his neck and kisses him deep and hard...

Suddenly Early breaks the kiss and backhands Carrie hard 
across the face. She lands on the floor several feet away, 
the palm of her right hand is bleeding.

Early looks down to his waist to find a large piece of glass 
protruding from his side.

He pulls the glass shard out, blood drips down his side and 
onto his jeans.

Carrie gets up and races into the back bedroom, frantically 
looking for a way out, there is none. On the bed the two 
adult mannequins now lie naked. They have been placed, 
intertwined in a grotesque sexual position.

Carrie turns and rushes back toward the door. Early intercepts 
her and throws a punch to her stomach, which doubles her 
over. Then Early sends a second punch to her face, she 
stumbles backward, landing onto the bed amongst the 
mannequins. Early begins undoing his belt.

			EARLY
		(friendly)
	You'll like it...

A violent gust of wind sends several of the erotic photos 
swirling through the air. One of the photos whips across 
Early's chest. The wind holds it there momentarily.

			EARLY
	Not a lot, but you'll like it.

Early peels Carrie's photo off him, the blood from his wound 
covers the back of it. He slaps it against the nearest wall. 
It sticks. He walks toward her.

INT. PICKUP TRUCK - BRIAN'S POV

The high winds have turned into a full fledged sandstorm. 
Brian is still driving dangerously fast. The dim lights of 
the old pickup illuminate only a short stretch of dirt road 
ahead and the swirling sand.

He passes a road sign: 'DEVASTATION DRIVE'

Then... As the pickup truck comes around a corner Suddenly... 
directly in front of him -- Headlights!!

Brian reacts... too late!!

The pickup truck ploughs into the vehicle, and tumbles end 
over end through the open desert, before finally coming to 
an abrupt halt.

INT. '50'S DESERT HOUSE - NIGHT

With each thrust of Early's body, Carrie's badly bruised 
face contorts with pain and hatred

FADE IN:

EXT. DESERT

Sand blows in through the smashed windshield of the wrecked 
pickup truck. Brian is upside down with his eyes shut. A 
trickle of blood runs down his face. Camera booms up a dirt 
slope to reveal the Lincoln, beyond it on the hill above 
sits the desert house. The glow of the kerosene lamp is 
visible through the windows.

													FADE OUT:

EXT. DESERT HOUSE - DAWN

The storm is over... No sand blowing. No wind. No nothing.

COMPLETE SILENCE!!!!

The dawn light reveals the devastated '50's house to be one 
of a cluster, set at the end of a 'Doom Town' cul-de-sac.

INT. '50'S HOUSE - SAME TIME

In the darkened bedroom, Early's solitary figure rustles 
atop the bed. Slowly, he awakens. His eyes open. Across the 
bed, a pair of handcuffs is locked around the bedpost. In 
the other cuff is Carrie's motionless hand.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Early sees something in 
one of the nearby rooms. Curious, he stands, shoves the .45 
automatic in his waistband and walks toward the hallway.

As he passes through the living room and enters the hallway, 
his face contorts with a strange sense of wonderment.

EARLY'S POV

A blinding light is shafting through cracks and broken gaps 
around the front door frame... It looks like a magical "door" 
shrouded in a wall of light!

ON EARLY

In disbelief he pulls his gaze away from the "door"... and 
sees through a window at the opposite end of the house... 
the morning sun rising. With that he turns his attention 
back to the front door!

			EARLY
	I knew there was doors out here!

He walks toward the doorway of light. He grins as he opens 
the "door" and steps through it. The sunlight momentarily 
blinding him.

EARLY'S POV

A black shadow hurtles toward him out of the brightness... 
Eventually it blocks out all the light until... WHAAMM!!!!

EXT. DOOR

A blow knocks Early back through the doorway. He slams to 
the ground, on his back. The gun falls from his jeans and 
slides across the floor. A look of joyful amazement over the 
blood covered remains of his face, he tries to get up, but 
can't.

EARLY'S POV

Brian, silhouetted, steps into the doorway. He holds a shovel 
raised, ready to deliver a second, fatal blow... but when he 
sees Early incapacitated on the floor, he lowers the shovel 
to his side. His handcuffed hands reach down and picks up 
Early's gun. He trains it on Early, then walks around him to 
enter the house. Brian's eyes slowly adjust to the interior...

EARLY'S POV

From on his back, Early looks out the open "door." He sees 
two large shards of glass standing vertical in the sand, 
reflecting the sun's rays back toward the house. He realizes 
that the glass, placed there by Brian, is what created the 
effect of the "door." He starts to laugh.

			EARLY
		(laughing)
	That was damn tricky of you Bri.

Brian searches for Carrie.

			BRIAN
	Carrie... Carrie... it's over.

ON BRIAN

He moves into the back bedroom and finds Carrie. She is 
crouched on the floor, handcuffed to the bedframe. He moves 
to help her. As he gets closer, he sees her badly bruised 
face and realizes what's taken place throughout the night.

Brian stops. The sympathetic expression on his face changes. 
With hatred in his eyes, he pivots around, strides out of 
the bedroom and moves toward the front of the house to Early. 
in the front room Gun in hand, Brian rushes back into the 
room. He wields the pistol toward the ground where Early 
lay... but Early's not there.

Brian's eyes dart around the room... then suddenly, from 
behind him, Early grabs him!

He wrenches Brian's head back and whips his belt buckle knife 
toward his throat!

Brian manages to lift his hands to his neck an instant before 
the knife tears through his flesh. The knife slices a vicious 
wound across the back of Brian's right hand. He drops the 
gun to the floor. Brian elbows Early in the ribs and pulls 
away from him. He reaches to the ground for the gun, but 
Early kicks him in the stomach and sends him crumbling to 
his knees.

			EARLY
	Go ahead Bri, ask me something.
		(beat)
	You wanna know how I'm feeling'? 
	Well I'd say I'm feelin' pretty damn 
	good.

On all fours, Brian reaches out for the gun, but Early kicks 
it across the room.

			EARLY
	How 'bout you? You feelin' good?

Another kick to Brian's chest. The wind rushes out of him.

			EARLY
	...'Cause you sure don't look so 
	good.
		(beat)
	Or maybe you're feelin'... powerful. 
	That it, you feeling powerful? 
	Superior? I know I am.

Early unloads a ferocious kick to the side of Brian's face! 
His head snaps back, his handcuffed arms buckle and he falls 
flat to the ground.

			EARLY
	What? Am I angry with my daddy? Now 
	why would I be angry with my daddy... 
	you're the one hit me with the shovel. 
	And you're the one's gonna wish you 
	hadn't.

With one last effort, Brian manages to pull himself back up 
to his knees. He focuses on the gun ahead of him and tries 
to crawl toward it. But Early's foot shoves Brian. He flips 
over onto his back, landing in front of the bedroom doorway. 
Early moves toward him, knife in hand.

As Early moves toward Brian, unexpectedly from inside the 
doorway, the torso of the female child mannequin whips past. 
Her hardened molten face slams into Early's bloodied face. 
Early stumbles backward.

Brian crawls for the gun and grabs it. From his knees he 
turns, steadies the weapon, takes a quick breath... and fires. 
Hitting Early square in the chest!

Early falls to the ground on his back. Brian lifts himself 
to his feet.

He sees that Carrie has dragged the bedframe to the doorway, 
and in her free hand she holds the child mannequin by the 
leg.

Gun in hand, Brian steps over to Early. Early's body is still. 
Blood oozes from the hole in his chest. On a silver chain 
around his neck is the key to Brian and Carrie's handcuffs. 
Brian reaches down and grabs the keys... when suddenly Early's 
arm springs up from his side. His hand grabs Brian's shirt 
collar. Brian is startled by the move, then realizes that 
Early's hold is weak. His fingers tremble. Finally his arm 
drops back down to his side.

			EARLY
	Hey Bri... I think I need a doctor. 
	What d'ya say?

The two men stare at one another for a moment... then Brian, 
with one hand still on the handcuff keys, shoves the .45 
automatic firmly under Early's chin.

CLOSE ON BRIAN

			BRIAN
	...Sorry 'bout this Early.

o.s. BANG!! rings out as...

CLOSE UP on the chain and keys snapping free from Early's 
neck.

CLOSE UP on Brian's handcuffs hitting the dusty wooden floor.

CLOSE UP on Carrie's handcuff swinging empty against the 
rusty bedpost.

											TRANSITION TO:

A montage of the photographs taken throughout the journey.

Last image: A book "On The Road To Madness" By Brian Kessler.

					THE END

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