David Klein ~ Las Vegas TWA, 1965
INT. SERA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Sera wakes and Ben comes in and gets into bed with her.
SERA
How are you doing?
BEN
Very well... umm... I never
expected to have to ask you
this again... but how did our
evening go? I remember
getting to the casino... I
remember kissing you... that
was really nice but
everything after that is a
blank.
SERA
Well - I was prepared for
worse, but it wasn't so bad.
We were sitting at the bar,
talking about blackjack. You
seemed just fine, a little
drunker than usual, but
nothing really strange, but
then your head started to
droop and I put my arm on
your shoulder and then, wham,
you swung you arm at me, and
fell backwards off your stool
into a cocktail waitress. You
smashed everything on her
tray, it was a real mess. You
kept yelling and yelling.
BEN
Oh, and what did you do?
SERA
I tried to shut you up and
help you to your feet but you
kept swinging at me - not
like you wanted to hit me,
but more just waving me away.
Security came and when you
saw them you stopped yelling.
They wanted to carry you out
and dump you on the street,
but I talked them into
letting me walk you out.
BEN
That's impressive. How did
you do that?
SERA
I told them you were an
alcoholic and T would take
you home. I also promised
that we would never come in
there again.
BEN
We?
SERA
Yes, we.
BEN
(holds her hand)
What happened then?
SERA
You were OK for a while, so
we walked for about a block
and then you said you wanted
to go home and fuck, but I
think even you knew that
wasn't going to happen. We
got a cab and you asked him
to stop at a liquor store,
even though I told you that
we had plenty at home. In the
store you gave the kid a
hundred and told him to keep
the change. I asked you if
you knew it was a hundred.
You said you did, so I let
you do it. We got here, you
fell asleep on the couch and
I covered you up and came to
bed.
Leaving Las Vegas, Mike figgis 1994
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