Scene 10
A bare ugly room
containing a bed, a table, two chairs and a window in a run-down section
of Philadelphia. It is two years later. A well built, hairy-chested 35
year old TRUCK-DRIVER is sitting on the bed putting his pants on. ETIENNE,
in a soiled dressing gown, a glass in her hand, is staring out the window.
She is quite plastered. We hear the sound of a heavy rain outside.
TRUCK-DRIVER
What's your name, kid?
ETIENNE
Jolene.
TRUCK-DRIVER
Jolene, you are one bitchin'
cocksucker. Where did you learn to suck cock like that?
ETIENNE
M-G-M.
TRUCK-DRIVER
Yeah, I bet.
ETIENNE
They give you lessons in
acting, singing, dancing and cock-sucking. How do you think stars become
stars?
TRUCK-DRIVER
You shoulda been the top
star on the lot.
ETIENNE
I was. Didn't you see Don't
Take My Baby From Me or Daddy's Girl or Daddy's Girl Goes
West?
TRUCK-DRIVER
How about Daddy's Girl
Sucks Cock?
ETIENNE
That's one I did in my trailer.
(HE is now fully-dressed.
He opens his wallet and pulls a couple of bills, puts them on the table.)
TRUCK-DRIVER
I'd sure like to see you
when I pass through Fiddleadelphia again.
ETIENNE
When'll that be?
TRUCK-DRIVER
Can't tell. When you drive
a truck, maybe next week. Maybe next month. Maybe never.
ETIENNE
I'll keep a candle in the
window.
(HE regards her with a brief look of confusion.)
TRUCK-DRIVER
Let me get your number.
(HE extracts a small
notepad and a pencil from his shirt pocket and hands it to her. SHE jots
down something on the paper. HE scrutinizes it.)
Jolene Halligan.
ETIENNE
You got it.
TRUCK-DRIVER
Look at it come down.
ETIENNE
It's a caca-poopoo day.
TRUCK-DRIVER
It's a what?
ETIENNE
A caca-poopoo day.
TRUCK-DRIVER
Jolene, you're great in the
sack, but you are one oddball little chick.
(HE goes to the door.
SHE doesn't turn around, but continues to stare through the window. The
music of "True Romance" builds,)
LIGHTS DIM
