DR.AL-SNAFU(CONT’D)
(exuberantlydrunk)
Mebigchief!!!!
Hedancesarounddrunkenlyabitmore.Johnstepsbackout
oftheway,tightenshisgriponhisbags.
DR.AL-SNAFU
(laughing,outofcontrol)
Memake-em-luh-heapbig
warpathonRussianpussy!You
mideast-luh,luh,luh-oil
cowboy.YouJ.R.Ewing?
JOHN
(frightened)
No,actually...I’ma
Al-SnafupushesthewhiskeybottleintoJohn’shand.
DR.AL-SNAFU
Youdrink,pale-luh,luh,luh-
face!
Theprostitutesticksherheadaroundthecorner,giggles,
andAl-Snafuhustlesoffinpursuit,forgettingtotally
aboutJohn.Theirlaughterfadesastheyrunfurtherdown
thehallway.Johnlooksintheirdirection,nervously
stepsoverthedoorintohisroom.Heliftsthedoorback
intoplace.
INT.JOHN’SROOM-CHEAPHOTEL-NIGHT
Johntosseshisbagonthebed,watchesasasmallcloud
ofdustrisesfromthesheets.Hesetsthewhiskeybottle
down,putsthechainlockonthedoorandwedgesachair
againsttheknobtoholditinplace.
Hegoesovertothesinkinonecornerofthespartan
quarters,splasheswateronhisfaceandrubshiseyes.He
grabsarattytoweltodryoffandwatchesthetowelrack
falloffandclatteronthefloor.Hedrieshishands,
dropsthetowelinthesink,goestothewindowandpeaks
outtheblinds.
Theviewisofavacantdesertlandscapelitbythemoon
thatstretchesonintothenight,seeminglyforever.A
meteorcrossesthesky,thenanother.Johnstudiesthesky
amoment,checkstomakesurethewindowislocked,but
thelockcomesoffinhishand.Helooksatit,letsit
fallonthefloor.
