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FLYNN, a sinister looking lowlife around 28, stands in the
doorway. Dirtbag good looks punctuated by soulless eyes. 357
Magnum hanging in his hand. Flynn assesses the room.
Flynn walks to the closet. Opens it to find...
A TEN YEAR OLD BOY is huddled in fear in the corner of the
INT. HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS - DAY
TWO MEN and a WOMAN are packing up the living room. They are
single minded, like movers on a job. Constructing boxes.
Carefully wrapping the finer things. Labeling. Sealing them
up. An efficient machine.
A THIRD GUNSHOT shatters the upstairs.
The woman, TAMARA, 28 and sizzling hot, and with the moral
center of a concentration camp guard, flits her eyes upward.
Hoag and Flynn enter the living room.
ALBERT, 26, a loyal acolyte of Hoag’s, grabs the box and
heads to the door.
DENNY, 19, with the spine of an oyster, dutifully follows.
Albert opens the front door where...
A GIANT, A HULKING FIGURE, 6’8”, maybe 450 pounds, stands
there. Dumb obedience. Albert shoves the box in his hands.
The Giant takes the box and loads it into...
EXT. HOUSE - DAY
The WORK VAN. He slides the box in with a couple dozen more
just like it. All neatly labeled and inventoried.
Suddenly the music stops and the silence is slowly replaced
by the delicate sounds of nature. Hoag and the crew silently
exit the house.
EXT. HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - DAY
The Van is pulling out. Hoag driving. Tamara next to him.
Behind them, Albert drives the Pick-Up and the Giant rides
The bikes roll up to Hoag’s side. Hoag rolls down the window.
Flynn flips his visor up.
Flynn, clear the path with Denny.
Angel’s coming in tomorrow so that
should give us plenty of time to
He flips his visor and both bikes scream out of the driveway.
The Van and Pick-Up pull slowly after them.
INT. MOTEL - ROOM 8 - DUSK
Betty sleeps soundly. Suddenly her eyes snap open. The CREAK
AND CLICK of the room door opening.
She slowly rolls over as...
Driver enters. She looks at him. A sadness in her eyes.
I had to...
So go eat.
And leave you here alone? Right.
Why don’t you just go to dinner
with your girlfriend?
Would you be rational?
How dare you ask me that. I know
what you were doing out there.
INT. BMW - DUSK
Harris stands outside the passenger window. Gives Driver and
You wanna head through Missoula.
Not much there but straight up fast
food and then shoot about twenty
minutes or so down 56. You’ll pass
some bombed out gas station on the
right and then about ten minutes
after that is Helen’s Place. Great
fish. Good pasta. Knockout steak.
Harris leans in to Betty.
This guy treating you well?
Betty just stares at him. Beat.
Alright, then. Well you two kids
EXT. MOTEL - PARKING LOT - SAME
The BMW eases its way onto the road and, pulling the U-Haul,
INT. BMW - DUSK
Driver and Betty drive in silence. Then...
This is all about her, isn’t it?
Can you possibly imagine it being
about anyone else?
Might we just enjoy a pleasant
I suppose so.
EXT. RURAL ROAD - DUSK
The dipping sun filters orange through the dense forest. The
BMW cruises, navigating languid curves as it chases the day.
INT. BMW - NIGHT
Passing the ABANDONED GAS STATION Harris told them about...
There it is.
A sign hangs askew...letters missing - HOAG’S FI LI G
The WHITE WORK VAN IDLES next to one of the beat up
The gas station. Restaurant must be
right up here a bit.
EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION - NIGHT
As the BMW drives past, headlights on Hoag’s van dim to
EXT. HELEN’S STEAKHOUSE - NIGHT
The BMW turns into the deserted parking lot. Parks.
Driver and Betty get out of the car. Walk to the front.
I don’t think we’ll have any
trouble getting a table.
Note to self, don’t order the fish.
Ah ha! A sign of forgiveness.
Don’t get carried away.
INT. HELEN’S STEAKHOUSE - NIGHT
Cozy and cheesy. Helen, 60, greets her guests.
Hello there, weary travelers.
Driver looks at Betty, “Weary travellers?”.
Harris called ahead. Said you’d be
in. It’s awful quiet these months.
Not quite summer, not quite fall.
No one wants to freeze their butts
off and look at a bunch of green
Sit anywhere you want.
In about a month these parts’ll be
Driver gestures for Betty to pick a table. She grabs the
You sure you want to sit there?
There are some nicer --
This will do.
As they sit.
Of course. Amber will be right with
Helen walks off. Shouts into the kitchen.
INT. HELEN’S STEAKHOUSE - LATER
A personable WAITRESS, AMBER, 18, with a hard local edge,
rattles off some specials.
The fish tonight is a terrific John
Dory. Fantasmic. And the steak is
an aged rib-eye.
Is it aged because no one orders
Very funny. Let me get you
something to drink to start.
Suddenly, the front door swings open and Hoag, Albert, Denny,
Tamara and Flynn enter.
They walk past Driver’s table. Driver stares at them, but
they never look his way.
They grab a table and sit down. Hoag snaps his fingers for
INT. HELEN’S STEAKHOUSE - LATER
Driver is carving into a fat steak, bloody. Betty eats a
You sure you don’t want some of
this? It’s not bad at all.
She doesn’t look up. Tears in her eyes fall to her cheeks.
Just then, FLYNN flips one of the chairs and sits down with
Driver and Betty share a troubling look.
You people from around here?
Beat. Flynn turns to his companions.
I think they’re mutes.
We’re just passing through.
Flynn looks out to the parking lot. Sees the BMW and the UHaul.
Are you moving?
Must make you nervous.
Travelling with all your worldly
Driver looks at Betty.
This is my only worldly belonging.
Aw. That’s sweet.
Betty turns to Flynn.
Please. We don’t want any trouble.
Look, just forget it.
Flynn smacks the table with the palm of his hand, silencing
Way I see it, your girl views me as
the unsavory type. Is that true? Do
you see me as someone not worth
knowing? Uncouth, perhaps?
Flynn reaches across the table and places his palm over
Is that how it is?
Driver stands up, but Betty pulls her hand away first.
Flynn is on his feet, as well. Stares Driver down.
You best listen to the girl --
Hoag places his firm hand on Flynn’s shoulder. The others are
next to him with bags of take-out.
Don’t mind my buddy, here. His idea
of friendliness is to scare the
Flynn smiles a broad grin at Driver and Betty.
Flynn pauses, then follows the others as they exit the
restaurant. As they leave, Flynn mutters softly...
Seems Christmas come early this
And as the door closes...
Amber appears next to the table.
Sorry about them. They’re the local
color that insist on painting
everything black. All small town’s
Driver observes through the window as Hoag, Tamara and Albert
climb into a Dodge pick-up. Flynn and Denny get on their
bikes. Multiple engines roar to life and the vehicles kick up
gravel out of the parking lot.
We’ll just take a check, thanks.
EXT. HELEN’S STEAKHOUSE - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Driver and Betty walk to their car. Driver disengages the
He opens the door for Betty. As she slips into the passenger
seat she notices him staring off down the road.
Don’t worry about it.
He snaps out of it.
People like that...they...lack
There are worse sins.
He walks around the driver’s side and gets in.
EXT. RURAL ROAD - NIGHT
Heading back, the BMW passes the abandoned gas station. It’s
INT. BMW - NIGHT
Driver and Betty drive into the bleak night. Headlights pick
up the occasional set of eyes peering curiously off the road.
Driver is stone. Betty sits morose in the passenger seat. The
tension in the air is thick.
I thought we were moving on.
That’s easy for you to say.
Can’t we just let it go? Agree to
I’ve been here before, remember? I
replaced the last one. I’ll never
forget how I felt when you got rid
of her. Like it was just a matter
That’s not going to happen. In fact
it’s demeaning that you view our
relationship in those terms.
It feels the same now.
I’m fighting for my life here.
If it’s a fight you want, there can
be only one outcome. You might want
to do some soul searching before
you go there.
Just then, a MOTORCYCLE flies past the car. Must be going 180
mph. And then the other one.
Oh, my God.
Driver weaves to the side of the road. He looks in the side
You shouldn’t have started with
those locals. They were weird.
They don’t know from weird.
Driver accelerates. Ahead...
Дарио Ардженто. Фильмография (благодарности)
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