LA Confidential.pdf - Screenplay.com
LA Confidential.pdf - Screenplay.com
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REYNOLDS<br />
I can't do it.<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
Talk to him, Jack. Tell him about<br />
the opening on the show.<br />
JACK<br />
I'm pretty sure I can get you a<br />
part on the show... But tonight?<br />
Pretend it's an acting job, kid.<br />
Showbiz.<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
And no one'll know about this?<br />
JACK<br />
It'll be our secret.<br />
Showbiz.<br />
REYNOLDS<br />
Emboldened by Jack's promise, Reynolds heads off. Jack<br />
and Hudgeons watch as he strikes a conversation with Loew<br />
who's captivated. Hudgeons chomps a bite of his hot dog,<br />
gives Jack the high sign, but Jack just feels like a pimp.<br />
INT. VICTORY HOTEL - ROOM SIX - NIGHT<br />
Screams. A cauliflower-eared Cleveland mob enforcer on<br />
the hotseat.<br />
Breuning works him with a rubber hose as Dudley asks<br />
unanswered questions. Bud watches, revulsion growing.<br />
DUDLEY<br />
Where did you intend to start.<br />
Prostitution? Gambling?<br />
(no answer)<br />
Go back to Cleveland, lad. This<br />
is the City of Angels and you<br />
haven't got any wings.<br />
More screams as the hose thwops down. Bud looks away,<br />
then shuffles blindly out of the room.<br />
INT. VICTORY HOTEL - BATHROOM - NIGHT<br />
Bud runs water in the sink to drown out the SCREAMS. It<br />
doesn't work. Finally, he leans down and sticks his head<br />
under the stream of water. That doesn't work either.
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