INT. BACKROOM/KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER Dirk is washing dishes. A few others around. Jack enters and approaches. MUFFLED SOUNDS FROM THE SONG OUT FRONT. HOLD WIDE ANGLE TWO SHOT FOR WHOLE SEQUENCE. JACK Hey. DIRK Hey. JACK Do you know where, uh...? I'm looking for the bathroom. DIRK You're way the wrong direction. You gotta go back out and to the left - JACK How old are you? DIRK I got a work permit. I got the -- JACK No, no, no. Not like that. DIRK I'm...old enough. JACK Jesus. Where you from? You work here? Wait with the answer -- how long you worked here? DIRK A month. JACK I haven't been here in a month. That's why I don't know you. I would know you if you'd been here more than that right? DIRK I guess so. JACK Maurice give you a job here? DIRK Yeah. JACK Why you wanna work here? What do you make? DIRK I'm not supposed to say how much I make. JACK Maurice is a friend of mine. DIRK You shouldn't...Well...you'll have to ask him... JACK You live around here? Canoga? Reseda? DIRK Um, no...I'm from...do you know where Torrance is? JACK How do you get here? DIRK I take the bus. JACK What do you wanna do? DIRK ...what...? JACK You take the bus all the way from Torrance to work as a busboy in a Van Nuys nightclub. Why don't you work in Torrance? DIRK I don't want to. JACK Why not? Dirk doesn't answer. JACK (CONT'D) Shit, I'm asking so many personal questions I hope you don't mind. I get going, I get going and I'm really...I like to get to the point. DIRK Oh yeah? JACK Listen: Maybe you think, what? (MORE) JACK (CONT'D) You think I'm some old queen trying to get in your pants or something like that --? but that's not it. And I'm trying to figure out a way to tell you that without it sounding like a load of crappy poo-poo. Y'see: You got so many shmoes out there that ain't the real thing that when a guy like me with something legitimate to offer, it's a pain in the ass for me to try and convince you of what I might have -- DIRK You got ten bucks? JACK Ten bucks? Yeah, I got ten bucks. DIRK You wanna watch me jack-off, that's cool if you got ten bucks. JACK Guys come in, ask you to jack off for them? DIRK Sometimes. JACK No. No. You and Me...? We'll Save It. Ten bucks, huh? DIRK It's money. JACK You've done it tonight -- yet? DIRK Couple times. JACK And you can do it again? DIRK If you want...if you got ten bucks. JACK Jesus Christ. BEAT. Jack looks Dirk over head to toe. JACK (CONT'D) You're a dancer aren't you? DIRK ...I like to dance... JACK No...you're a dancer...right? DIRK Yeah. I'm a dancer JACK Everyone's a dancer...y'know? Hey: Everyone's an actor, something, something: Question is: What do you want, I mean: I mean this: What Do You Want From This Life? HOLD, THEN: DIRK I'm already the best...now I want everyone else to know it. JACK I'm gonna tell you something straight out and I'm not gonna hold back and I just want you to hang out with me a minute, 'kay? DIRK I'm supposed to be working. JACK Maurice is my friend, don't worry about that, you let me worry about Maurice -- because that's how it's gonna go from now...me worrying, you just doing what I know you do well. DIRK Oh yeah? JACK Yeah. DIRK So...? JACK So you got a face on you like I've never seen in my life. You were chiselled from precious metals, my friend. DIRK Yeah, right. JACK I'm jack. DIRK Hi. JACK What's your name? DIRK I'm Eddie Adams. From Torrance. JACK ...Eddie Adams...from Torrance. I'm a filmmaker. Jack Horner. DIRK Really? JACK I make adult films. DIRK Like what? JACK Like what, like what films have I made? DIRK Yeah. JACK All those ones, the ones with the names: "Amanda's Ride" "Inside Amber," You've heard of them...or? DIRK I know who you are. JACK You do? DIRK I read about you in a magazine. JACK So you know me, you know now maybe that I'm not full of doggy-doo-doo. Dirk laughs, Jack laughs; DIRK Yeah. JACK Why don't you come back to my table, you wanna have a drink? DIRK I'm working... JACK Forget that. Hey. Put that dish down. DIRK I'm supposed to be working -- JACK --That's the last dish you ever wash in your life -- DIRK I need money, I have to work. JACK You need money...you gotta pay your rent? DIRK ...No. I mean, yeah, I need money. But I don't pay rent. I live at home. JACK You need some spending money...something? DIRK I don't know... JACK Hey. DIRK What? JACK Tell me how old you are. DIRK I'm seventeen. JACK I wanna tell you something right now and I want you to listen close: I'm a good man. You're a seventeen year old piece of gold. You treat me well and I'm gonna treat you well. I've been doin' this for twenty three years and I gotta pretty good clue as to what works and what doesn't...you're a pure piece of gold, I told you that, I'm tellin' you that again, because you're young and that's what you need. DIRK I can't do that to Maurice. JACK You're a good worker, yeah? DIRK I'm sorry. I do know you. I know you're not full of -- JACK -- doggy-do-do DIRK ...yeah. Yeah. But I just can't walk out on Maurice. JACK It seems to me: Beneath those jeans there's something wonderful just waiting to get out. Jack leaves. HOLD WITH DIRK.