Deleted Scene: Boogie Nights, Dirk To The Rescue

               INT.  DIRK'S APARTMENT - DAY -- AFTERNOON

               Dirk enters and takes off his jacket, flips on the TV.

                                     DIRK
                         Anybody here?

               No answer.  Dirk moves around.  The PHONE RINGS and Dirk 
               answers.

                                     DIRK (CONT'D)
                         Hello?  Becky?  Becky-what?  What?

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               INT. BECKY'S HOUSE/BAKERSFIELD - THAT MOMENT

               Becky is locked in her bedroom on the phone with Dirk.  OC 
               outside the bedroom, we can hear Jerome YELLING and SCREAMING.

                                     BECKY
                         I think Jerome is gonna kill me, 
                         Dirk.  Please.  Please come and help 
                         me.

                                                                SPLIT SCREEN:

                                     DIRK
                         Well...where are you, I don't know 
                         where you are?

                                     BECKY
                         I need you to save me, Dirk.  He's 
                         really gonna beat the shit out of 
                         me.  Please hurry, if he catches me 
                         on the phone, I'm dead.

                                     DIRK
                         Tell me where you are.

                                     BECKY
                         ...okay...okay...OH SHIT.  He's coming 
                         in -- okay -- okay -- meet me at 
                         Denny's in Bakersfield -- on Colfax 
                         Blvd. Please hurry.

                                     DIRK
                         Okay.  You get outta the house if 
                         you can -- okay?  Becky -- Becky?

               SPLIT SCREEN/CAMERA stays with Becky as she hangs up the 
               phone.  The DOOR to the BEDROOM IS SMASHED OPEN by Jerome --

                                     JEROME
                         YOU FUCKIN WHORE, COME HERE.  DON'T 
                         MAKE ME COME AND GET YOU.  WALK OVER 
                         HERE.                  

               Becky walks to him.  He GRABS her by the hair of her head 
               and throws her across the room and into the KITCHEN.  

                                     BECKY
                         Please don't do anything to me, 
                         Jerome.  Please.  Please.  I ask. 

                                     JEROME
                         No.  You don't say shit.  You don't 
                         say anything to me, to me because 
                         I'll kill you - with my fuckin' hands 
                         I will kill you -- you understand me 
                         whore?

                                     BECKY
                         Yes.

                                     JEROME
                         You old lady...old lady movie star.  
                         Think your MISS FUCKIN' MOVIE STAR 
                         WITH A DICK IN YOUR MOUTH?  You liked 
                         it and I want you to tell me.  You're 
                         gonna tell me the god damn truth or 
                         I'm gonna break your fuckin' jaw.

                                     BECKY
                         I don't know what you want me --

                                     JEROME
                         YOU KNOW.  YOU KNOW.

               Jerome KICKS Becky in the LEG.

                                     JEROME (CONT'D)
                         I want you to tell me that you liked 
                         getting fucked by those men in those 
                         fuckin' movies.  I want you to tell 
                         me that you loved getting shit in 
                         your face -- and if you don't tell 
                         me I'm gonna beat the piss out of 
                         you -- So TELL ME NOW.  TELL ME YOU 
                         LIKED IT.

                                     BECKY
                         I liked it.

                                     JEROME
                         Do you like big dicks?

                                     BECKY
                         I don't --

                                     JEROME
                         Don't fuckin' lie to me.                               

                                     BECKY
                         Yes.

               Jerome LEANS DOWN AND PUNCHES BECKY IN THE FACE.  HOLD.  
               Jerome catches his breath and starts to walk out of the 
               kitchen.

               ANGLE, BECKY.

               Crouched on the floor.  Bleeding from her nose and mouth.  
               She reaches for a large FRYING PAN on the floor.

               ANGLE, JEROME

               CAMERA DOLLIES in front of him as he walks out of the kitchen.  
               Suddenly, in BACKGROUND FRAME, Becky appears with the Frying 
               Pan in her hand, held above her head.

               She SMASHES THE FRYING PAN ACROSS THE BACK OF JEROME'S SKULL.  
               He falls...she STANDS OVER HIM, STRIKING HIM AGAIN AND AGAIN.

                                     BECKY (CONT'D)
                         DON'T - YOU - EVER - TOUCH - ME.

               She drops the frying pan and runs out of the house.

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               EXT.  BAKERSFIELD HOUSE - THAT MOMENT

               Becky runs from the house and off down the street.  HOLD

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               INT. DIRK'S APARTMENT - THAT MOMENT

               Dirk grabs his keys and his jacket and heads for the door.... 
               he stops a moment and heads back into his bedroom...

               Dirk goes for a dresser drawer and pulls out a sock.  Inside 
               the sock, wrapped in a newspaper fold is some coke.  He grabs 
               it and makes a dash for the door --

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               INT. DIRK'S CORVETTE - MOVING - MOMENTS LATER

               Dirk is driving quickly and trying to lay some coke out on 
               the dashboard at the same exact time.

               He continues this until he's successfully set up two fat 
               lines.  Next, he attempts to snort back the lines, while 
               driving in and out of traffic on Laurel Canyon.

               ANGLE, CU.  DIRK

               He leans down with the dollar bill folded and ready...He 
               SNORTS back a line from the dashboard, then looks up:                  

               DIRK'S POV, MOVING, THAT MOMENT

               A TELEPHONE POLE IS FIFTEEN YARDS IN FRONT OF HIM.

               DIRK'S CORVETTE SLAMS INTO THE TELEPHONE POLE.  There's a 
               LOUD CRASH AND GLASS SHATTERING.  HOLD.

               CAMERA DOLLIES IN ON DIRK, BEHIND THE WHEEL.  He shakes his 
               head, looks around in a daze.  A PEDESTRIAN runs over;

                                     PEDESTRIAN
                         You alright, pal?

                                     DIRK
                         Yeah, I'm fine.  My car.

                                     PEDESTRIAN
                         Holy shit, you slammed right into 
                         this --

                                     DIRK
                         Yeah.

               Dirk puts the car in reverse and backs away.

                                     PEDESTRIAN
                         I don't think you should drive the 
                         car.

                                     DIRK
                         Fuck you.

               Dirk drives off with the front of the Corvette SHREDDING 
               along the pavement.

               EXT.  DIRK'S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER

               Dirk drives the Corvette into the driveway, gets out and 
               surveys the damage.  He rants and raves, circling the car.

                                     DIRK
                         Fuck.  Fuck.  Goddamn, goddamn.

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