Sunday, April 19, 2015
# 2 JINXED
…following on from # 1 JINXED
73 EXT. OUTBACK ROAD. CLOSE TO SUNSET
JOSIE, clutches the cage with the Prentie in it, balances precariously on the platform where it was resting earlier, facing NOTCH, her legs dangling. She is wearing her small backpack and has Venus' black carry bag slung around her neck. Josie's red suitcase is strapped on NOTCH’S back. JOSIE is terrified of the Prentie - staring at her.
You got a name, mate?
No, mate, m'mum forgot to give me one!
That was careless of her!
Course I've got a bloody name! Josie Higgenbottom.
NOTCH bursts out laughing.
What's so funny?
Do you have to keep calling me 'mate'?
Don't have to, mate, no.
JOSIE grimaces. Her thighs are aching.
Oooh, my thighs!
NOTCH indicates her dangling legs; his lap.
You can rest 'em here if you like.
No way, mate!
No worries, mate?
JOSIE has her legs resting on NOTCH'S thighs as he cycles.
You got a name, mate?
Mendelssohn's Wedding March emanates from the black carry bag. JOSIE ignores it.
Notch is not a name. It's something cowboys have on their belt.
Ya phone's ringing.
It's not my phone.
Whatever you say, mate.
Mendelssohn's Wedding March stops.
So, all them fancy clothes of yours…
I'm a fashion designer.
Would you be offended if I told ya you had weird taste in clothes?
You've got weird taste in clothes, mate.
You looked at yourself in the mirror lately.
Was just about to ask you the same thing, mate.
He gestures to the sticky wet patches on JOSIE'S t-shirt. She becomes self-conscious, folds her arms protectively to cover her breasts. NOTCH leans forward a little, sniffs.
Smells like maple syrup.
Don’t be ridiculous.
Mendelssohn's Wedding March starts again.
It's not for me.
Maybe it's for me.
Yeah, mate, it's bound to be for you!
NOTCH takes one hand off the handle bars, reaches into Venus' black bag with his free hand, pulls out Venus’ pink mobile; looks at it with raised eyebrows.
Get lonely at night, do you Josephine?
NOTCH presses the appropriate key and speaks in a 'plummy' English accent.
Josie Higgenbottom's residence. Miss Higgenbottom's chauffeur speaking.
NOTCH listens, nods, listens some more, nods.
Hang on a sec whilst I consult with her Ladyship.
NOTCH rests the mobile face-down on JOSIE'S thigh; covering the mouthpiece.
Some bloke by the name of Terence says he's got five grand in crisp new $100 bills for some shiela called Venus.
JOSIE grabs the mobile from NOTCH, puts it to her ear.
The line goes dead.
Though you said it wasn't your phone!
Yeah, for Venus; not Josephine!?
If you must know Mr. Notch, I was born Venus but I hated the name so much I changed it to Josie and then my mother married my step-dad - Bruce Higgenbottom...and...and... and Terence is my uncle.
The bloke who's lined up a snake for you?
Snake. Said he's lined it up.
It's a kind of thank-you present… because… because he knows how much I love snakes.
A bit of a herpetologist are you, Venus?
JOSIE hasn't a clue what a herpetologist is.
74 EXT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. CLOSE TO SUNSET
NOTCH, with JOSIE balanced in front of him, her legs resting on his thighs, rides into the cluttered yard of his open-plan ramshackle dwelling.
Notch's house is made from second hand timber and corrugated iron; the furniture from bizarre twisted tree trunks. There are no walls. Geological and indigenous flora specimens speak of Notch's love for the bush.
NOTCH, carrying his panniers and JOSIE, with her red suitcase, walk under a tree which has a bush shower hanging from a branch.
If ya need a shower, Venus.
NOTCH indicates the bush shower - a bladder filled with water above the nozzle.
Should be plenty of warm water if ya need to...you know...
NOTCH indicates the wet sticky patches over each of JOSIE’S breasts. JOSIE turns bright red again. NOTCH grins, leans close to JOSIE, sniffs.
OK, It is maple syrup! I was... having some pancakes and, you know...and spilt the...
Course ya did, mate!
JOSIE is mortified. Closeby there is an old Army Troop Carrier that has been partially restored. Along the side is stenciled FERAL TOURS.
75 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. CLOSE TO SUNSET
As JOSIE and NOTCH walk 'into' the house, they pass glass cases with snakes and lizards in them.
Make a bit of a living selling geological and zoological specimens to museums, universities and so on.
JOSIE manages to keep her fear and distaste of snakes and other reptiles secret from NOTCH.
76 EXT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. SUNSET
JOSIE, a towel wrapped around her, hangs a sarong from the tree in an attempt to provide her with some privacy as she showers. It becomes apparent that she has dyed her underarm hair pink. She calls out to NOTCH, twenty of so feet away ‘inside’ his house, unpacking his panniers.
JOSIE turns on the shower, drops her towel.
You got some bits and pieces ya reckon I haven't seen before, Venus?
JOSIE looks down, smiles. The phone inside Venus' shoulder bag begins to ring.
Don't answer it!
NOTCH takes the pink mobile from Venus’ bag, answers it.
Hello. Venus Aphrodite’s personal assistant...
JOSIE flails her arms in a frantic attempt to stop him, dislodging the sarong, leaving her nakedness exposed to NOTCH, who averts his eyes as he listens on the phone.
JOSIE clutches the sarong to her, runs 'inside'.
Hang on a sec, Terence. I'll put Venus on.
JOSIE takes the phone, clutching the sarong to her modestly. JOSIE speaks with a broad Australian accent.
G'day Terence. Last bit I got was about five grand in crisp new notes?
NOTCH and JOSIE’S eyes meet. NOTCH smiles, shakes his head. JOSIE blushes, turns away, her bare back and bottom facing NOTCH.
You got it, sweetheart! How soon can you get to Sydney?
Sydney! That's...more than 3,000 kilometers!
NOTCH takes the yellow disposable camera from his pocket.
Close on Josie’s face.
A few days? Friday?
JOSIE bites her lip, unsure what decision to make. In the background NOTCH can be seen lifting the camera to his eye.
A ‘thought bubble’ appears alongside JOSIE’S head. In it is VENUS - speaking to her:
If you want something bad enough you do whatever it takes, babe.
NOTCH’S point of view as he takes a photo (‘Click’) of:
Josie's naked back and bottom. FREEZE FRAME.
The shot ‘unfreezes’.
See ya Friday, Terence.
77 INT. ‘FETISHES’
TERENCE speaks on his mobile.
Look forward to it, Venus.
He hangs up, turns to:
A man in a RENT A PET t-shirt standing by two cages with pythons in them - one big and one small(ish).
The big one, I think. Yeah, the big one.
78 EXT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL
Venus’ yellow sedan pulls up outside ‘Reception’.
79 INT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL - RECEPTION. SUNSET
The owners, MADGE and REG (they're wearing name tags) book VENUS in. REG writes “Venus Aphrodite” into his register.
That'll be $15 and I'll need some ID, Miss Aphrodite. Driver's license?
VENUS reaches into 'her' black carry bag, lifts out Josie’s small pink teddy bear.
She looks at the teddy with mounting shock, reaches into the bag again and extracts from it a bottle of maple syrup.
MADGE and REG exchange looks again.
VENUS has turned pale and her hands shake badly. The sound of “I just called to say I love you” emanates from the bag.
VENUS takes out Josie’s blue mobile, presses the ‘answer’ icon. Josephine’s loud theatrical voice fills the room:
JOSEPHINE SENIOR’S VOICE
Josephine, darling? It’s your mother! You’ve got some explaining to do, young lady!
MADGE and REG exchange looks again.
ID, Miss Aphrodite?
80 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
NOTCH sits, eyes closed, at a cluttered table, beer in hand.
JOSIE (voice off)
OK, you can open your eyes.
JOSIE is standing closeby dressed in a very colourful and imaginatively designed outfit.
Wow! (A BEAT) You made that?
JOSIE smiles, nods; excited.
Want to see another one?
NOTCH laughs, nods.
A LITTLE LATER
In a brief montage JOSIE dresses up in four or five of her outfits - each one an inspired piece of clothing design. One of them has lots of feathers stitched into it.
81 INT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL - RECEPTION. SUNSET
VENUS holds Josie’s passport photo (Josie’s hair is pink) alongside her own face.
I married an Englishman by the name of Cedric Higgenbottom, you see, and because he’s a Lord...Lord Cedric Higgenbottom...and related to royalty, he didn’t think it appropriate...
Royalty! So you are Lady Higgenbottom?
Yes, and because Cedric didn’t think pink was and appropriate colour or Venus an appropriate name for a member of the royal family I started to use my middle name - Josie. And then I got a new passport and...well, Lord Higgenbottom will be here first thing in the morning and...
Say no more, Lady Higgenbottom. Welcome to our humble motel.
82 INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT
CLOSE ON a glossy fashion magazine double page spread of models in outlandish designer clothes. The headline reads:
ABORIGINAL FASHION DESIGNER TAKES PARIS BY STORM
Prominent is a photo of a young Aboriginal man dressed in outlandish colourful clothes, identified as Amaroo Yunipingu.
The byline reads: “The world of haute couture now has a new name to contend with as Amaroo Yunipingu’s releases his latest designs...”
VENUS reads a little, shakes her head, takes a blue mobile phone out of Josie’s black carry bag.
83 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
JOSIE sits at the table, accepts the bottle of beer held out for her by NOTCH.
I’m not big on fashion, but...
Would never have guessed that...
...I reckon ya clobber’s pretty bloody good - except for that feathery thing.
Oh, that’s my favourite.
Bit over the top, I reckon.
Just being honest, Venus.
84 INT. HOTEL. NIGHT
OLIVER sips a glass of water, his eyes on a packet of cigarettes as he listens to Notch and Josie talk.
JOSIE (voice off)
Do you think its...I mean, that you have to tell the truth all the time.
He picks the packet up, looks at it, puts it down, picks it up again, takes out a cigarette, puts it in his mouth.
NOTCH (voice off)
Got no time for lies, Venus. Or liars.
He draws on it (unlit) then suddenly crumples it up in his hands, takes the half empty packet and walks into the en suite bathroom.
JOSIE (voice off)
Oh. But...if you told me....like now...
85 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
JOSIE and NOTCH sit together at the table.
...that you were not really who I think you are...I mean...
The sound of Mendellsohn’s Wedding March. JOSIE leaps to her feet, rushes to the ‘kitchen’ picks up the phone.
86 INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT
VENUS, her hands shaking badly, speaks into Josie’s blue mobile phone.
I want my bag back. Where are you?
87 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
JOSIE speaks animatedly on the phone.
Mum! Hi, yes I’m fine. Hey, can’t talk now, I’m right in the middle of something. Can I call you back. Love you.
JOSIE hangs up, rejoins NOTCH
88 INT. HOTEL. NIGHT
OLIVER walks from the en suite bathroom back into the main room. The sound of the toilet flushing can be heard.
NOTCH (voice off)
So, who do ya reckon I think I am...
OLIVER picks up a “BOOK OF MORMON EXPLAINED”, opens it.
NOTCH (voice off)
...that might be different...
89 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
...from who you reckon I am?
JOSIE laughs, waves the question away.
More to the point, who do ya reckon you are, Venus?
Maybe not who you think I am.
And who do ya think I think you are?
Apart from being someone that needs $5,000 so she can stay in Australia and study with this Aboriginal fashion designer bloke?
Well, you see, my tourist visa runs out at the end of the week and to study with Amaroo I have to get a student visa and to get a student visa I need to be able to prove that I have $5,000 - which I don’t have. I mean, I did until yesterday, but now I don’t and...
What happened to your five grand?
JOSIE laughs, waves the question away.
Wish I had five grand to lend ya...
You'd do that!?
Course, Venus, if I had the dough.
Yeah, I reckon you’re an honest kind of person.
NOTCH looks directly into her eyes, nods. JOSIE blushes, covers her embarrassment by opening a photo album on the table, flicking through it.
Do a bit of work as a tour guide from time to time to make ends meet…
JOSIE looks at a photo album at a photo of:
NOTCH - dressed in a neatly ironed khaki uniform, his hair tied back - standing in front of a large OUTBACK ADVENTURE TOURS bus with young backpackers.
JOSIE nods, smiles at NOTCH, flips through the album:
Young backpackers at water falls, standing by huge ant's nests, sitting around camp fires, etc; mostly young women.
You get mostly women on the tours?
NOTCH looks a little embarrassed. JOSIE picks up a loose photo of a pretty young blonde in a bikini. She turns it over. A look of panic crosses NOTCH'S face as JOSIE reads:
“To a bronzed Aussie hunk from a hot German frauline, beast wishes, Helga.” Beast wishes!?
I reckon she mighta meant 'best wishes'.
90 INT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL. NIGHT
VENUS, dejected, sits on the edge of the bed - the contents of Josie’s black bag laid out on the bed.
Along with the pink teddy bear and bottle of Maple Syrup there are a few Mills and Boone-type romance novels. She picks up one entitled TRUE LOVE, looks at the cover:
A colour illustration of an very handsome young man looking deeply into the eyes of the very beautiful young woman in his arms.
VENUS flips the book over, reads the back cover for a moment before throwing it across the room in anger.
91 INT/EXT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
JOSIE lies in a bed ‘inside’ Notch’s house. NOTCH lies in his swag outside, 20 or so feet away, looking up at the stars.
You know that saying ,”The truth shall set you free.”?
Uh huh. Yeah, I reckon its true!
Well, there’s something...
JOSIE is just about to confess but NOTCH cuts her off.
You got something you want to get off your chest? Other than the maple syrup that is.
Would you be offended if I asked how that came about?
How’d you manage to get maple syrup on ya chest like that?
Don’t let the bed bugs bite, Venus.
92 INT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL. NIGHT
VENUS uses Photoshop to touch up the photo of the now naked Tom Cruise (fear not, dear Reader, this is a PG movie) smiling lovingly at the camera.
VENUS, not happy, casts her eyes on the book (’TRUE LOVE’) lying on the floor.
93 INT. NOTCH’S HOUSE. NIGHT
CLOSE ON JOSIE lying in bed in the dark, remembering.
Notch? You asleep?
NOTCH lies outside in his swag looking up at the stars.
Do you believe in fate? Destiny? Like…there are no accidents. Everything happens for a reason.
Nah, I reckon we just come up with the reasons after the accidents have happened…
JOSIE, looking up into the rafters, freezes in fear.
Flipping hell! There's something moving in the roof.
That'll be Basil.
JOSIE, her eyes wide in terror, stares up into the rafters.
If he decides to join you in bed don't worry. You're too big to swallow whole.
As the python falls with a heavy plop onto her bed, JOSIE leaps from it and runs screaming out of the house...
...to where NOTCH lies in his swag under the stars.
Holy frigging Moley! Move over.
JOSIE climbs into NOTCH'S swag.
Thought ya liked snakes!
I...I love snakes...but I don't want to share a bed with one.
Reckon it'll be less dangerous sharing a bed with me?
You won't…you know…do anything, will you!?
An animal screeches in the darkness. JOSIE screams; throws herself into NOTCH'S arms.
No, mate, you're safe with me.
OK, I admit it, I'm scared shitless of snakes, spiders, insects, bugs, creepy crawlies…and I don't know what a herpe…whatever… is.
A sexually transmitted disease, mate. You get it from sleeping with people you don't know. Not to be confused with 'herpetologist', which is an expert in snakes…
JOSIE, embarrassed, blushing eases herself away from NOTCH.
Sleep tight, Venus.
94 INT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL. NIGHT
VENUS lies in bed reading ‘TRUE LOVE’.
He lifted her gently, cradling in his arms the most precious thing he had ever handled, looked deep into her exotic green eyes and uttered the words she had been longing to hear since they met at the orphanage when they were children. “I will worship at the altar of your ruby red cupid bow lips and bubblegum tongue for all eternity and a day. And...
VENUS, hooked, turns the page.
95 INT. HOTEL. NIGHT
OLIVER, an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth, sits up in bed reading ‘THE BOOK OF MORMOM EXPLAINED”.
“As a good Mormom you must never put anything addictive into your body - especially tobacco products such as cigarettes, snuff, chewing tobacco, cigars…”
96 EXT. DESERT PALMS MOTEL. NIGHT
VENUS, her bags and satellite dish in hand, creeps from her yellow car to a purple sedan, breaks into it, tries to hotwire start it. A loud whirring sound. No luck!
A light comes on in the Reception doorway. Two figures appear: REG (dressed in a towel only) and MADGE (in a short bathrobe).
As they run towards the green sedan. REG'S towel falls off.
VENUS gets the car started as REG (naked) and MADGE throw themselves onto the bonnet.
Get off you stupid old farts!
REG and MADGE crawl up to the windscreen as VENUS drives off.
Not on your nelly!
VENUS sees the motel swimming pool ahead and drives towards it, increasing speed. REG and MADGE'S hang on for dear life, their bodies pressed up against the windscreen.
I warned you!
Close to the low fence around the swimming pool VENUS hits the brakes. The car skids to a halt. REG and MADGE become airborne and land in the pool with a big splash.
97 EXT. NOTCH'S HOUSE. PRE-DAWN
JOSIE wakes a little before dawn to find that she is snuggled close to NOTCH; one arm draped over his chest. She looks at him affectionately for a long moment before sliding quietly out of his swag.
98 INT. 'FERAL TOURS' VEHICLE. DAY
JOSIE sits in the passenger seat of 'Feral Tours' as it drives along the red dusty road. She rummages in Venus' bag, looking for something.
Seeing as how we've slept together and all, Venus, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?
Fire away, Notch.
About that maple syrup. How you got it all over your...you know...
Well, Brandon, the boyfriend…ex-boyfriend…wanted to surprise me and…you know…
Surprise you!? With a bottle of maple syrup!
JOSIE turns bright red, returns to her rummaging. NOTCH decides to pursue it no further; watches her rummage.
Need one of these, mate, when ya on the road.
He pats the old worn cloth bum-bag around his waist.
Better for people on the move than one of these.
He indicates Venus' black bag, from which JOSIE extracts a pair of nail clippers.
Bag like that's an open invitation to thieves.
As she trims her nails JOSIE surveys the interior of the vehicle: old couches, plants in pots hanging from the ceiling. The back fills with dust from the road below.
Don't think it might be a bit dusty for your average tourist?
99 INT/EXT OLIVER'S CAR. DAY
OLIVER drives along deserted outback road, Notch's muffled words coming through his recording device. On a map on his laptop computer screen, one flashing dot follows another.
NOTCH (voice off)
Couldn't give a rat's arse about your average tourist.
100 EXT. ROADHOUSE. DAY
JOSIE and NOTCH (carrying Josie's red suitcase) walk from the FERAL TOURS vehicle towards the Gas Station/Roadhouse.
Feral Tours'll be real tours of the real Australia. Once I'm cashed up…
NOTCH puts down JOSIE'S red suitcase. There is a moment's awkward silence between them before NOTCH unclasps the cloth bum-bag he wears around his waist.
This might come in handy in the big smoke, Venus.
NOTCH puts his arms around JOSIE to adjust the straps of the bum-bag behind her back. As he snaps the clasp tight behind JOSIE'S back their heads are very close.
Best to keep it on you all the time. Lotta thieves in Sydney they tell me.
All the time?
'Cept when ya take a shower. And in bed, I suppose, long as you can trust who ya sharing ya bed with.
JOSIE is completely thrown by the proximity of NOTCH'S head to her own. She becomes self-conscious and steps back.
Thanks for everything.
Ya know where to find me.
NOTCH smiles, signals 'goodbye' with an upraised finger, turns and walks off.
A police car cruises past. The POLICEMAN waves to NOTCH. He returns the gesture.
101 INT. GREEN SEDAN. DAY
VENUS, highly agitated, drives into the Roadhouse and pulls up beside a pump - her eyes in the rear-vision mirror, in which can be seen Notch’s “Feral Tours” vehicle pulled up alongside the police car.
102 INT. ROADHOUSE. DAY
As JOSIE waits to be served she opens the bumbag around her waist and extracts a $100 note. She smiles to herself.
103 INT/EXT 'FERAL TOURS' DAY
The Roadhouse 100 metres behind him now, NOTCH has stopped to talk, through the window, to CONSTABLE BERT in khaki shorts and shirt, standing beside his Police car.
CONSTABLE BERT hands NOTCH a clear plastic bag with a big head of marijuana in it. NOTCH takes out a bud and sniffs it.
Wanna come t’my place for a smoke?
Nah, gotta investigate last night’s drama at Desert Palms with Marge and Reg?
104 EXT. VENUS. PURPLE SEDAN. ROADHOUSE. DAY
As VENUS fills her tank with petrol, her eyes still on NOTCH and CONSTABLE BERT up the road, she sees JOSIE emerge from the Roadhouse. She returns the nozzle to the bowser and begins to stride purposefully towards her.
JOSIE watches in terror as VENUS, mad as a hornet, gets closer and closer to her. Suddenly a Police Car pulls up between JOSIE and VENUS.
VENUS stops dead in her tracks. JOSIE breathes a sigh of relief as CONSTABLE BERT gets out, walks up to her.
Excuse me miss. You don't happen to be Josie Higgenbottom by any chance?
JOSIE thinks for a moment, cautious.
Has Josie Higgenbottom done something wrong?
VENUS slinks back to the stolen purple car in the background.
Assault, fraud, theft of a motor vehicle...
JOSIE watches the purple sedan, with VENUS in it, drive off.
I'm not her. I mean, she’s not me. I’m not Josie Higgenbottom.
You have some form of identification, Miss...?
Aphrodite. Venus Aphrodite.
JOSIE hands CONSTABLE BERT Venus' driving license - issued under the name VENUS APHRODITE.
The photo was taken before I cut my hair and dyed it.
CONSTABLE BERT looks from the photo to JOSIE; unconvinced.
Do you mind, ‘Miss Aphrodite’ if I have a look in your bag.
JOSIE stares at CONSTABLE BERT for a long moment. OLIVER, cleaning the windscreen of his red car closeby, calls out:
Venus, long time no see! My my!
JOSIE turns to watch the approach of OLIVER. He smiles broadly. JOSIE hasn't got a clue who he is.
I didn't recognize you with your new hair! Pink! Hot damn! Pretty. Very pretty!
He kisses JOSIE on the cheek, holds his hand out to CONSTABLE BERT.
Oliver Symes, pleased to meet you, sir. Venus here is an old old friend of the family but we haven’t seen each other for...oh my God, much too long...
105 EXT. DESERT LANDSCAPE. DAY
Oliver's red car drives through a vast desert landscape:
JOSIE (voice over)
Look, Oliver, I appreciate you rescuing me but my name is not Venus. It's…
106 INT. OLIVER'S CAR. DAY
OLIVER drives. JOSIE looks at OLIVER in bewilderment.
Not the Venus Aphrodite with a pink mobile phone in the shape of… you know…a man's private parts.
JOSIE puts on Venus’ heart-shaped Lolita sunglasses.
I've got no idea what you're talking about.
Venus' phone begins to ring inside the bum bag Notch gave to Josie. She ignores it. OLIVER looks from the bum-bag to JOSIE. He smiles. JOSIE gives up, unzips the bum-bag and takes out the pink phallic phone, answers it.
I know what you're up to and you won't get away with it.
I don't know what you're talking about, Venus. Hang on, there's someone who’s keen to talk to you.
JOSIE hands the phone to OLIVER.
To whom am I speaking?
Josie Higgenbottom. Who's this? Put Venus on. Hello…
OLIVER hands the mobile to JOSIE.
Josie wants to speak with you.
107 INT. VENUS' GREEN STOLEN CAR. DAY
VENUS, agitated, angry, (withdrawal symptoms have really kicked in) drives fast on a desert road, Josie's blue mobile phone to her ear.
Hello! Hello! Shit!
The line's gone dead. The phone immediately rings again. She answers it aggressively.
Babe, I just wanted to tell you I do love you more than my motor bike.
VENUS holds the phone away from her, looks at it; wonders if she just heard right!
108 EXT. GAS STATION. DAY
At a gas station JOSIE walks from the 'Ladies' towards Oliver's car, alongside a gas pump. She stops dead in her tracks when she sees:
OLIVER inside his car, looking through her red suitcase. She watches, puzzled, as OLIVER looks around to see if he is being observed, then continues searching her suitcase.
JOSIE watches as OLIVER, unable to find what he is looking for, scratches his head, takes out his wallet and makes his way inside the gas station.
JOSIE walks nervously up to Oliver's car.
109 INT. OLIVER'S CAR. DAY
Keeping an eye on OLIVER, seen through the glass at the cash register, his back to her, JOSIE opens Oliver's suitcase - on the back seat beside her own. There are neatly folded trousers, shirts etc. Digging a little deeper she sees:
Partly concealed by some pink material, a gun and photos of Venus taken outside the Strip Club by Oliver wearing the Lolita sunglasses JOSIE is now wearing.
Holy frigging Moley!
JOSIE looks up. OLIVER is walking towards her. Terrified, she freezes. OLIVER changes course, veers off to the 'Gents'.
110 EXT. GAS STATION. DAY
A car towing a caravan pulls out from a pump. JOSIE races up; speaks urgently to the elderly couple NEVILLE and DOROTHY.
Excuse me, this is an emergency.
111 INT. DOROTHY AND NEVILLE'S CAR. DAY
JOSIE slides from view as NEVILLE pulls onto the road.
What kind of trouble are you in, dear?
JOSIE'S eyes are on OLIVER, standing by his car, looking for her.
I wish I knew!
Whatever it is, dear, if you just give yourself to Jesus Christ, He will take all your troubles on His shoulders.
…to be continued…