2Final Draft, Inc. Final Draft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oodsy and Luckys squalid little flat. Lucky bursts in with groceries LUCKY Woodsy! Mr. Let Lucky get the groceries, Mr. I wont be missing out because Lucky wont meet some saucy bird and have a heavy shagging session whilst on his way back from the market, well guess what happened coming back from the market? WOODSY (O.S.) I cant imagine. LUCKY Ah yeah! Oh I pity you! (doing violent hip thrusting) Urbane, sophisticated, hootiemelons out to here, oh we shagged it, we shagged and snogged and shucked and shacked and, well I dont want to be a virile braggart, but at one point I had a bit of trouble untying her bra- that is, to remove it, if you get my drift! (snorts with laughter) WOODSY Oh you filthy pig. Lucky slides into the kitchen. We see Woodsy in profile from the waist up, sitting down reading the morning paper. LUCKY Let me tell you something about doing it, Woodsy. And youll learn this- WOODSY (not looking up from the paper) Lucky. LUCKY (Humping the Sparkletts Dispenser) The mind, my friend, is the largest erroneous zone. WOODSY Lucky. What exactly did you do, then? LUCKY (Stops humping) Well, you know, we, you know, did the, um, did it, you know... WOODSY And what, exactly, did doing it involve? LUCKY (Fumbling) Oh, well, you know, the usual things one does when ones doing it... putting... ah... with the... well, were men of the world, now, Woodsy, no need to go into specific modem operendi. Wouldnt want you stealing my trade secrets, now would I? WOODSY Stealing your Cosmo mags and hand cream? Lucky turns, still holding the Sparkletts bottle, which empties down the front of his shorts. 0002000006AB0000067E6A5,LUCKY Just what are you are insinuating? WOODSY Youre a pathetic spotty bummed sissy virgin who couldnt mount a dead horse. Lucky throws the Sparkletts bottle. A cat meows sharply O.S. LUCKY Oh, I get it! Kick a friend when hes down! Just because Ive had a dry spell! WOODSY The Saharas had a dry spell, Lucky. LUCKY Oh you sweet bastard! Oh I hate you! Oh... oh what, plumbings gone out again? We see Woodsy in full view, pants around his ankles, sitting on the kitchen sink. WOODSY This morning. LUCKY Fascist landlord. Oppression of the working class, capitalistic- oh hell, where was I, right, oh you sweet bastard! Oh I hate you! WOODSY Face it, Lucky. Youre a sad unattractive sissy virgin. Nobody I know likes you, and I know everyone you know. Best dig a hole and wait this sad life out, and maybe if youre lucky some pervert male nurse in the oldies home will take pity and rape you in the mop closet. LUCKY Oh! (Face sinks) Oh god, youre right of course. Thanks, Woodsy, I can always come to you for an impartial assessment of my self worth. WOODSY Shut up, Im trying to read. LUCKY (Sinks into big brown chair) I suppose Id just better go away somewhere. Canada, maybe. Yes, Ill become a mountie, ride about yodeling in my red... thing, with the hat, and the moose...moose, eh... (grin crosses his face) yeah, wild moose... oh yeah... moose... (Woodsy is looking at him strangely.) Hunting moose. WOODSY Thats alright then. A moose might let you shoot it. LUCKY Hell, whats the point of that! I might as well... well, I tell you Woodsy, I think I might just as well, Im serious here old chum, I might just as well off myself. No, Im talking nonsense! 00020000065F00000D23659,A pistol is thrown into his lap. He looks up at Woodsy, who is shutting the cabinet, eyes glued to his paper. Lucky picks up the gun with sudden resolve. LUCKY (contd) Well yeah, I mean, youre right, why not? My mates think Im pathetic, women wont touch me, theres no love for me, Woodsy, and I dont care what they say, I wont live in a world without love! (presses the gun hard to his head)Lucky starts guiltily) This is it! That mortal coil whose breasts no man returns! Well I go willingly! It will be a release! Peace at last for Lucky! I tell you, pal, youre the only one Ill really miss. Youve always been there for me, a true friend through the thick of it, and youre the one bit of good in my gray life. (tenses up) So long, old chum! Lucky squeeze the trigger. Nothing happens. He lowers it quickly, very much relieved. LUCKY (contd) Oh well, doesnt work, so much for that- WOODSY Safety. LUCKY (looking at the gun, flipping a switch) Oh, right. Eh, sorry. WOODSY (mutters) Dolt. LUCKY So, adios then, old friend and companero! I leave this world for a better one, and I dare say youll manage the rent this month without me! Woodsy looks up from his paper sharply. Lucky tenses up to pull the trigger. WOODSY Only joking, mate! LUCKY (opens eyes) What? WOODSY Come on now, buck up and all that! That whole gag what with you being beyond hope in life love and all things, it was only a bit of fun! LUCKY Really? Oh I knew it, Woodsy! I knew it all along! WOODSY Plenty to live for, great adventure, tackle it together, yeah. And well start by getting you laid. LUCKY Do you mean it? 0002000007590000137C753,WOODSY Easiest thing in the world, mate! Find a couple desperate skanks... uh, drug em, piece of cake. Woodsy climbs off the sink, turns the water on and hits the disposal. LUCKY Yes! Yes, it will work! Everythings looking up, Woodsy! Woodsy stares nervously at the disposal, which is grinding and smoking. LUCKY (contd) Well tackle this cruel heartless town together, old chum! (Runs to Woodsy and embraces him) Well tackle it, and well win! The disposal explodes, splattering Lucky and Woodsy with a thick brown paste. Cut to black, then opening credits sequence. Fade up on a television documentary on cats. Woodsy and his friend Nutglass sit on the couch, watching it like zombies. The key rattles in the door. WOODSY Oh hell. NUTGLASS (wakes with a start) Eh? What? WOODSY I forgot, I told Lucky Id get him laid tonight. NUTGLASS Youll miss the cat show! (Woodsy raises his arms in a helpless gesture) Why not try and talk him into offing himself? WOODSY Tried that. Rent. NUGLASS Ah. I guess I could tape it for you. Lucky bursts in with a shopping bag LUCKY Here we are, my partner in shag! Ready to spread some seed - and I dont mean tomatoes! WOODSY Look, Lucky- LUCKY (becoming hysterical in his excitement) No, actually, wait, I do mean tomatoes, if you know what I mean! Tomatoes like birds, skirts, thats rather good, planting- hey Woodsy! - planting tomatoes, planting seed for tomatoes, damn, cracklin wit tonight, wot? Yeah yeah yeah! Here! Ive got fourteen flavors of johnnies here! (digs a ridiculous amount of condoms out of the bag) Ribbed, spiked, spotted, lubed, irishman, medium, large, extra large, xxlarge, Chamberlin, then I got some trash bags just in case, never know, little bugger might surprise me, pop up, hey, thats a real bird, good going Rich, been foolin you this whole time, Im five inches after all- 00020000063600001ACF630,(Woodsy hits Lucky in the face with a frying pan) Right, lo, lets load up and hit it. (stuffing his pockets with condoms) Jelly Belly brand, whatd you fancy, peppermint or toasted marshmallow? WOODSY Its all you, old chum! Youre going solo tonight! LUCKY No! Ive gone solo twice a day for the past twelve years! I want a woman! WOODSY To the pub. Youre going solo to the pub. LUCKY Aaah. Of course, that twice a day thing was comic hyperbole- WOODSY I happen to know its four. LUCKY Oh you sweet bastard! WOODSY Laid! LUCKY Laid! Me! Tonight! Auguchamentugishymanalitcha (wild spastic gibberish. Woodsy hits him with the frying pan) Right! WOODSY So heres the sit. Ive set it all up with a, uh, blonde girl at a pub, just go and tell her the password, and its pork town tonight. LUCKY Brilliant! Blonde! Brilliant! Right, which pub? WOODSY Which do you fancy? LUCKY Oh, eh, Daily Pints nice. WOODSY Daily Pint it is. Shes waiting. Off you go. LUCKY Woodsy, isnt there something youre forgetting to tell me? Some vital piece of information Ill need for tonight? WOODSY Ah, right. Well Lucky, where you and I have a pee pee, women have a wah wah... LUCKY No no no no no, the password! WOODSY Oh. The password is Hello big tits. LUCKY Brilliant! Great! No beating around the bush there! Though, maybe it, yes, it is going to be, hey Woodsy! Beating around, or should I say in, the bush, as it were, tonight, the bush, lord the wit on me tonight! Hey Woodsy- EXT. FLAT Lucky is thrown out. LUCKY Right, off I go, thanks mate, dont wait up- 000200000660000020FF65A,The door is slammed shut. INT. FLAT Woodsy and Nutglass settle back into watching the cat show. NUTGLASS You know that at the Daily Pint that just might work for him. WOODSY (Checks his watch) Cash in a third world cathouse wouldnt work for Lucky. Mail comes in ten minutes. NUTGLASS Expecting a package? WOODSY Oh yes. EXT. SIDEWALK Lucky walks down the sidewalk, muttering to himself. LUCKY Wah wah... Cosmo never said anything about a wah wah... sounds frightening... INT. FLAT Woodsy and Nutglass are crammed together at the door peephole, starring out and uttering awful, lewd comments. WOODSY Oh, you saucy mail bird, oh, stuff those letters! Yeah, seal em up, baby! Stamp me, oh yeah, you postage licking slut, yeah... From their POV we see a wide angle shot of a pretty young mail girl putting letters in the mailboxes. Woodsys horrible remarks continue. EXT. OUTSIDE OF FLAT The mail girl is stuffing letters in the foreground, their door is in the background. Woodsys comments are clearly heard from behind the door. The mail girl looks disgusted. EXT. DAILY PINT Hold for a moment on the front of the building, then a sharp crack! is heard and Lucky comes flying out like a rag doll, tumbling into the middle of the street. He stands up. LUCKY Cor, you women are cruel! I could have really gotten hurt there! A car slams into him. EXT. OUTSIDE OF FLAT Same setup as before. The mail girl is finishing up with her letters. Woodsys rude comments subside. WOODSY (Clearly heard behind door) Watch this, mate. Five minutes of old Woodsys smoothie talk, this saucy birdll be eating out of me hand. 0002000006830000275967D,He comes out of the door, and she closes her bag and runs away. Woodsy runs back inside the flat. EXT. SIDEWALK The mail girl walks briskly, while in the background we see Woodsy climbing out of his window and jogging to catch up. WOODSY Hello, hey. MAILGIRL Ive got pepper spray. WOODSY Oh, kinky! MAILGIRL Beat it before I call the cops. Woodsy stops walking and watches her go. WOODSY Old world reticence in this one... very nice. INT. FLAT Nutglass is watching the cat documentary. The fattest cat in the world comes on screen. Nutglass screams with fear. EXT. SIDEWALK A bloodied Lucky is groping up the curb. LUCKY I think I need an ambulance... A pair of legs walks by. Lucky reaches for one of them. LUCKY (Cont.) (contd) Hello, hey, The mailgirl turns around and sprays pepper spray in Luckys face. INT. FLAT Woodsy is coming in. He sees Nutglass, still screaming. WOODSY What the bloody hell- Nutglass points to the screen. Woodsy sees the fat cat on tv and begins screaming himself. EXT. SIDEWALK Lucky comes up into frame, screaming, his eyes bleeding. He staggers back, clutching his face, screaming dramatically. INT. FLAT Woodsy and Nutglass still screaming, the cat meows. EXT. SIDEWALK Lucky is still screaming. Another car flattens him. CUT TO BLACK Suddenly a hole is poked in the darkness with a drill, and an eye peers through it. EXT. OUTSIDE OF FLAT Woodsy has just drilled a hole in the back of the mailboxes. Lucky limps up, bloodied and beat up. WOODSY Hallo, Lucky. Top o the morning. Whereve you been all night? LUCKY I slept, er, no, I lost consciousness in a disused gizzard bin behind an Iranian meat shop. WOODSY 00020000067E00002DD6678,Thats a silly place to sleep. LUCKY Yes, it was rather. WOODSY So how did the rumpy bumpy work out? LUCKY It didnt. I met the blonde, told her the password, and her boyfriend (who I think was a history major with a minor in punching) performed a stunningly evocative recreation of the birth of the atomic age, using - this was clever - his fist as Little Boy and my face as Nagasaki. WOODSY A dark hour in American history. LUCKY Yes, I wept. A beat, then Lucky grabs Woodsy by the throat and begins throttling him. EXT. DRIVEWAY A pair of shapely female legs climbing out of a car and walking up the drive. EXT. OUTSIDE OF FLAT Lucky is hanging on Woodsy, strangling him. The legs walk by, and Lucky slowly stops throttling. LUCKY Wow! Butter in heels! WOODSY You want her, buddy? LUCKY Well, shes a bit out of my league- WOODSY Nonsense. Give me fifty bucks and five minutes. LUCKY Really? (gives him the 50) What are you going to do? WOODSY Leave that to me. Just wait inside. LUCKY Right, five minutes, okay... Lucky scampers back into the flat. Hold on Woodsy, who pockets the $50, sits still for a moment, then goes back into their flat. INT. FLAT Lucky is sitting at the table, expectant. LUCKY Well? WOODSY All set, mate. Pick her up at 7, and wear something easy to get out of. LUCKY Oh, Woodsy! I cant even believe it! How ever did you manage it? WOODSY Well, Lucky, if theres one thing that eight years in a university earning a doctorate in behavioral psychology taught me, its that all women are basically whores. LUCKY Woodsy, youre a genius! Ill never doubt you again! WOODSY Doesnt that blonde take the biscuit? LUCKY 00020000065C0000344E656,Oh, well, wasnt your fault. WOODSY Gave that tramp 50 bucks, too. LUCKY (giving Woodsy another $50) Youre joking! Well, no need for you to pay for my misfortune! Cor, right, wow, going to get it tonight! WOODSY Nervous? LUCKY Hell no! Better go practice up! (Walks out of frame. Beat. Comes back) On my conversational skills. WOODSY Dont use all the Kleenex. LUCKY (Going off) Oh sweet bastard! Woodsy has been writing on something- he lifts it up and licks it; an envelope. INT. LUCKYS ROOM Lucky comes in, excited. LUCKY Tonight, tonight, tonight! Going to ride some lip tonight! Going to split the sheets! Make the face! Check Mr. Rooster into Hotel Hair! Tonight! Going to actually get to.. have to... know how to... make love to a woman... Lights turn eerie, awful noises echo all around him as Luckys expression turns to pure horror and sweat pours down his face. EXT. FLAT Woodsy comes out with the envelope sticking from his fly, strangely erect. He goes behind the mail boxes, and we hear the sound of paper being pushed through metal. A beat passes. WOODSY (O.S.) Express mail to paradise, wot? INT. LUCKYS BEDROOM Lucky is naked, quivering in a fetal position. Demons and expressionistic images fly about his head. LUCKY Dark place forever... dark place forever... EXT. FLAT The mail girl is pulling mail out of boxes. She gets to Woodsys, and has some difficulty getting the envelope out of the box- it seems to be stuck. She takes hold if it, and gives it a firm yank. With a quick tearing sound the envelope dislodges itself from the mailbox. She puts it in her bag and walks off. 00020000078200003AA477C,CUT TO: AN AMBULENCE Screaming down the street. INT. GIRLS FLAT This is obviously a girls room. The legs girl (SUZIE) sits at her desk, a friend of hers (JULIE) on the bed. JULIE Im ever so delighted for you, Suzie! I think the whole thing is just dope! Tell me, are you nervous? SUZIE To tell you the truth, I am. Mother and Father died when I was so young, and for the longest time I thought I had no family at all. Tis been so whack. Now, to find out I have a long lost brother... JULIE Millionaire brother! SUZIE Oh Julie, just think- he may have stories of Mother and Father! I knew so little of them. But just to meet my brother, to fellowship with my own kin, to know his affections are pure and unconditional... I must give your description props, Julie; it will be truly dope. EXT. FLAT LUCKY stumbles out of the flat. He is a cruel parody of a man dressed up for a date. He holds flowers and a bottle of wine. He is a nervous, twitching wreck. LUCKY Lets bonk! No, no, subtler... Lets bonk! Oh dammit! No, Here, I fought a bald religious fanatic at the airport for these, for you, hope you like em, I had to bite his ear, and they dont believe in bathing. (holds out the flowers) and I bought the wine, so that ropes you into at least a snog! Youre going to be smooth as hell, yes you are, Lucky! Oh deary, looky there, Night Train, sounds mysterious and romantic! Have some, itll calm you down! Dont mind if I do, ta very much! LUCKY unscrews the cap and pours the wine down his throat. EXT. DRIVEWAY A very nice car pulls up, and a very nice young man in a nice suit with a pipe clenched between his teeth and a photo album under one arm and flowers in the other climbs out. An empty bottle of Night Train sails through the air and clonks him on the head, knocking him cold. He falls out of frame, and as he hits the ground we hear a muffled cat meow. 00020000060B00004220605,EXT. FRONT OF SUZIES FLAT SUZIE opens the door. A wine stained LUCKY stands in the doorway, looking very slurred. A beat of silence passes between them. SUZIE Roger, Im touched beyond words to finally meet you. Another brief moment of silence, then LUCKY throws himself onto the floor at her feet and grabs her ankles with both arms. LUCKY Oh dear heaven and earth, please please please sleep with me! Just once! Just grit your teeth and bear it as an act of charity! Is it too bloody much to ask to save a pathetic wretch from a life of languishing hell? You cant tell me you havent bonked around with sleazier men, you damp little tart! Oh please please please please pity me! Pity me! PITY ME! PITY ME! In the background the nice young man appears, looking very angry. Cut back to a shot of the city, with a billboard featuring a beautiful model in the foreground. Luckys voice echoes off. INT. FLAT - NIGHT Woodsy is watching Tv. A large conical bandage protrudes from his fly, supported by several braces. In the background, the door falls inward off its hinges and LUCKY staggers in, bruised and beaten. WOODSY Lucky, before you even ask, Ill only say that you see before you the unflinching, unregretted remains of a fast and decadent life, but I wouldnt give back one day of it. Pity me not, for I have had joy and fun and seasons in the sun. The rest you can read yourself in the doctors report. Thats the diagnosis, written in red there. LUCKY (squinting at it) Scrawled in red. WOODSY Just so. LUCKY 0002000006650000482565F,Red crayon. WOODSY Read on. LUCKY Woodsy shagged too many horny birds so his knob wore off Love Doctor Steinweller. And theres a drawing above it, of you mowing a lawn. WOODSY Thats Drew Barrimore. LUCKY (turns the picture around) Of you mowing Drew Barrimore. WOODSY Could have been a tragic situation if a donor hadnt been on hand. A cat walks across the table in front of them, with a large bandage wrapped around its crotch. Woodsy mutters and kicks it away. LUCKY My evening wasnt so great either. WOODSY Oh stop whining, you make me sick. Is that the evening post? LUCKY holds a couple letters. LUCKY Yes. My head was impaled through our postage bin, so I thought, well, might as well grab it. LUCKY sorts through them, coming across a taped, red stained envelope (addressed to Paradise city, with Address Unknown Return to Sender scrawled across it) with an irregular object in it. LUCKY tests the object with his fingers, feeling it. It slowly expands. WOODSY Any good wanking material? LUCKY (Throwing the letters away) Just more bills. (Sits still for a moment) Oh Woodsy! Oh Woodsy Woodsy Woodsy Woodsy Woodsy! Lucky breaks down, slumping forward onto the table between Woodsy and the Tv. LUCKY (contd) Woodsy, I dont think I can take any more! Nothing I do makes anything better! The birds in this town, Woodsy, every single one of them doles out assessment in place of acceptance and shallow physicality in place of love! WOODSY Oh, thats not true, Lucky. What girls ever had the stomach to get physical with you? LUCKY Youre right! Oh, youre right! Id settle for a shallow bonk! WOODSY 0002000006C400004E846BE,If it was with you, so would she. LUCKY I just cant do it! Every time I try its a more miserable, farcical, and increasingly violent failure! Every time I think Ive hit bottom, the floor breaks through and I keep falling! Im miserable, Woodsy! Miserable, wretched, alone and completely hopeless! Lucky breaks down again, sobbing, with his head on the coffee table. Woodsys hand gently enters frame and pats Luckys shoulder sympathetically. The pats increase in pressure, until he has pushed Lucky aside, where hes no longer blocking the Tv. Woodsy leans back and tries to watch, but Luckys sobbing drowns out the sound. WOODSY Bloody hell. Alright, Lucky. Were going to make one last ditch effort here, and if it doesnt work this time, Ill save you the effort and put a cap in your bum myself. A particular bird has recently seen the light and shall tonight be joining the long figurative conga line of women Woodsys sent sailing to paradise. Well get home, go into my room, and bonk. Then Ill leave to go to the WC, upon the cue of which you enter the darkened room and, under the guise of being me, will... oh lord, I dont even want to think about it. Then after youre done, excuse yourself to the WC, and I shall return to assure the poor girl that I just had an epileptic fit but am alright now, and probably shag her off again for good measure. Right? LUCKY Woodsy... youd do that for me? Woodsy places a hand on his shoulder. WOODSY If I do this, Lucky, youd better make it count, because as I said, this is it. No talking yourself out of it, no sudden case of the runs, no booncy diddle then calling it a night. It better count as a score, mate, because tonights all youre getting. 0002000003D3000055423CD,LUCKY Youre a true friend to do this for me, Woodsy. WOODSY Let me tell you something, Lucky. I think tonight might mark the first time in my life that I have felt true, genuine, caring pity... for a woman. INT. FLAT - LATER Ding-dong. Woodsy opens the door for a girl we recognize as the MAIL GIRL. Lucky hides behind the couch. WOODSY Right-O, little missie! All set? Lets do it then! Or, actually, lets go out for a bite first! Har har har! MAILGIRL Tee hee hee! WOODSY Right, cheers, off we go. The door slams shut, leaving Lucky sweating behind the couch. He turns his head towards Woodsys bedroom door. His head quivers slightly, and sweat begins forming on his brow. CLOSE ON - THE CLOCK It dissolves from 7:45 to 12:15. BACK TO THE FLAT Lucky is in the exact same position. He looks like he has just ran a marathon. His face is outrageously tensed, and he makes grunting, animalistic noises. The door to the flat opens. Lucky grunts, and freezes. 00020000065A0000590F654,WOODSY (O.S.) So the nun says, Worshire pudding on the lamb! Har har har har! MAILGIRL (O.S.) Tee hee hee! Oh Woodsy, youre so funny... and Im so drunk! The door to Woodsys bedroom slams shut. Lucky stares at it. Slowly push in on the door, then dissolve through it into darkness. INT. WOODSYS ROOM Woodsy is asleep, snoring heavily. The Mailgirl looks annoyed. She shakes him. MAILGIRL Hey! Hey! WOODSY Snore... wheez... grunt... meow... mmmm... The Mailgirl shakes her head, and gets up. INT. FLAT Lucky tenses as the door to Woodsys room opens. A dark figure exits and goes to the bathroom. A Sergio Leone style sequence of tension takes place as Riche concentrates on the room, then with a mighty scream launches himself forward, through the flat, into the hall, and into the door which swings open then bounces shut behind him. A beat of silence. The Mailgirl comes back from the bathroom. She tries the door, but it wont open, so she heads off to find another bed. EXT. SANTA MONICA Morning music, as the sun rises over Santa Monica, with a billboard of a beautiful woman in the foreground. INT. FLAT - MORNING Slowly dolly up on the Mailgirl, sleeping peacefully on the couch. Cut to Woodsy and Lucky, sitting at the kitchen table. Very still. Their faces are frozen in an expression of shocked disbelief and horror, as if they had each individually come to realize the full implications of the holocaust, then been frozen with Arnold Schwartzeneggars Freeze Gun from Batman and Robin. A very long beat passes. LUCKY Does that count? Woodsy slowly looks up. WOODSY Yeah, I dont see why not. 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