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WRITING EXCERPT: “CAROLINE AT MIDNIGHT”
INT. BAR – NIGHT
Caroline, Ray and Phil are sitting at a
table littered with overflowing ashtrays and packs of
cigarettes, empty cocktail and shot glasses. A WAITRESS sets
down a fresh round of drinks, empties the ashtrays, and
leaves. A COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG starts playing on the
jukebox.
Ray lights another cigarette, as does
Phil. Ray glances at his watch, and taps on the crystal.
RAY
It’s getting late, Caroline.
Caroline now
lights a cigarette.
CAROLINE
It’s not that late.
RAY
You said ten o’clock, it’s almost
eleven. Ten o’clock is what you said.
Phil drains
his shot.
PHIL
If you fucked with us...
CAROLINE
It’ll be okay. Okay?
RAY
We’ve got people waiting for us.
PHIL
Your friend is holding us up.
RAY
We’re gonna look bad.
PHIL
We don’t like that.
CAROLINE
Would you just take it easy.
Another
COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG starts playing.
RAY
Who the fuck is playing this shit?
Caroline
picks up her purse and starts to stand. Ray clamps his hand
down on her wrist.
RAY
Where do you think you’re going?
CAROLINE
I’ve got to go to the bathroom.
RAY
You stay here.
Caroline
sits back down. Fresh cigarettes are lit by all.
CAROLINE
(disgusted)
Jesus Christ.
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