He smiles at Luther, pinches him on the cheek, shoves him out
of the car.
Stands shivering as it powers away.
WALDEN HOTEL - DAY
A small hotel on one of the quiet streets behind Union Square.
A GREEN COUGAR
Pulls up across the street.
Tha car arrives in front of the hotel.
Nice place, huh?
Rosalie is very nervous.
What are you gonna do to me in
Ganz gives her a casual smile.
Maybe that's where I'm gonna cut
He's just kiddin', you just keep
doin' what I tell ya, you'll be
They move out of the car, head for the hotel.
A FRIZZY YOUNG BLONDE sits behind the desk in a mirrored
entrance hall. She reads a lurid paperback. Morning traffic
streams by outside as Ganz, Billy and Rosalie enter and
approach the desk.
We need some rooms for a couple of
She smiles at Ganz.
Sure. We don't get many real
customers, ya know? Most people
only stay an hour or two...
Passes a form across. Ganz signs it, Frizzy glances at his
signature then takes a key from the rack behind.
I want her young. And tall. Nice
legs. Legs are important. Then,
real thin. Yeah. NO jeans-A
dress? a nice summer dress. You
know I want her fresh... I'll tell
you why, because I been hoein'
weeds and makin' license plates
for a couple of years... Yeah, I
know you don't get it...
Sees a couple approaching, he shoves the dead man down on the
bench and spreads the newspaper over his head. The body now
looking like a typical park bum who has spent the night.
Billy walks over to Ganz.
Hey, what about me?
And I need one more for my pal.
Yeah. Make her an Indian. No, not
a turban, you know, a squaw.
Billy smiles, takes the Polaroid...
A close shot of the dead man with the bullet hole in his
Takes the photograph back from Billy and slips it into his