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"Better Left Unsaid"
Story and Screenplay by
Original Music by
Working Title by
Scenes 24, 25, 26, 27, 28
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EXT. GAY BAR PARKING LOT HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS
Charlie and Curtis enter parking area. Charlie mounts bike.
Gives Curtis helmet. Starts bike. Curtis is nervous. Charlie
waits for Curtis to mount. Curtis hesitates, looks at helmet.
CHARLIE
Get the fuck on!
Curtis fumbles with the helmet. Charlie is amused. He helps.
Curtis throws his leg over. Sits behind Charlie.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
Hang on!
Curtis wraps arms around Charlie. Holds him closely they
speed off.
INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER
Charlie and Curtis are in motel room, standing beside double
bed. Dimly lit. music leaks in from adjacent room. Curtis
undoes Charlie's shirt button by button. Charlie gently
caresses Curtis face, and hair. Very intimate.
Charlie removes Curtis's shirt. Explores Curtis' physique.
Curtis runs fingers through Charlie's chest hair.
Curtis kisses Charlie intimately. They embrace. Charlie lays
Curtis on his back on the bed and lays beside him kissing
him.
Soon, Curtis is dominant. Puts Charlie onto his back. Charlie
capitulates. Curtis kisses passionately as he undoes
Charlie's pants.
FADE OUT:
INT. APARTMENT HAMILTON - LATER
A simple apartment, dark except for street and storefront
lights coming through windows. Styrofoam food container, a
couple of empty beer cans on coffee table, pizza box on
couch, band flyers and posters taped to walls. Clean but bare
bones.
Key in door sound. Door opens. Allie and Boston stumble in
attached at lips, awkwardly move across floor like strange
four-legged creature. They make it to couch, fall into it
onto pizza box. Allie lands on top. Boston pulls pizza box
out from beneath him, tosses it on floor.
BOSTON
Sorry. Curtis's a slob.
Eyes lock, the kissing resumes. Allie's aggressive. Boston
suddenly uneasy, Allie notices, backs off. Boston tries to
cover his nervousness.
BOSTON (CONT'D)
You OK?
Allie continues seduction. After few minutes, Boston gets
self-conscious.
BOSTON (CONT'D)
(Mumbles)
Just a sec...
ALLIE
Can't.
Boston wants to say more. Allie shuts him down with a deep
kiss, rubs his groin, undoes his belt, unzips his fly, then
let's go the kiss to go down on him.
BOSTON
(awkwardly)
Hold on! Stop. Come back up here.
Allie hesitates, breaks it off, except for gentle groin rub
trying to assure him.
ALLIE
I don't bite.
BOSTON
(Nervously)
I'm sure, but...
ALLIE
And I'm good at it.
BOSTON
(Seriously)
But not right now please.
Allie pulls back, confused, self-conscious. Boston tries to
ignore the moment, sits up does up his pants. Boston's
paralyzed with embarrassment.
A long quiet pause. Allie breaks silence.
ALLIE
Are you... shy?
Boston manages a smile.
BOSTON
Yeah... that's it. I think.
Allie comes onto him again but more gently and slowly.
ALLIE
I do like you. Just relax.
She kisses him. His nerves get the best of him.
BOSTON (CONT'D)
I'm gonna be sick.
Boston runs into the bathroom. Allie is left sitting alone in
the dark. She's listening to Boston throwing up. She waits,
concerned.
INT. APARTMENT BATHROOM HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS
Boston's kneeling in front of toilet.
The door opens. Allie slowly enters. Boston turns away,
embarrassed. Allie crouches beside him, places her hand on
his back, rubs gently. Despite her effort or because of it,
Boston throws up again. Allie is puzzled, frustrated.
INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER
Charlie on his side. Curtis on his back. Laying next to one
another, naked, covered only by a white sheet, clothes strewn
around. Charlie gently touches one of Curtis' ears.
CHARLIE
They're perfect.
Curtis laughs nervously.
CURTIS
That's bull. They're not even the
same shape.
CHARLIE
Well, this one's perfect.
Curtis laughs again.
CHARLIE
You new to this?
CURTIS
Sex in a motel room with a stranger?
(Defensively)
Yeah!
(Mystically)
Must be the way about you.
(Self-consciously)
I didn't embarrass myself, did I? I
know I can be a bit...
He reaches for the right word.
CURTIS (CONT'D)
Awkward?
Charlie smiles.
CHARLIE
Nope. More like charming.
Curtis responds to the compliment.
CURTIS
See. That's what I mean. Your way.
Considerate.
(Beat)
Not like the others.
Curtis moves closer.
CURTIS
You know how I could tell?
Charlie thinks, shakes his head no.
CURTIS (CONT'D)
Watching you dance. You danced like
it mattered.
(Confidently)
And... you were dancing for me, to
impress me.
(Flattered)
I knew it the minute you hit the
floor.
CHARLIE
(Grins)
Is that so?
Charlie's grin betrays him, begins to look like he might fall
asleep any second.
CURTIS
So, what now Charlie?
CHARLIE
I'm just gonna sleep Curtis... just
sleep.
(Beat)
You're welcome to stick around.
(With sincerity)
In fact, it'd be nice if you did.
You're good company.
Charlie closes his eyes.
CURTIS
You just passing through?
Charlie's now half asleep.
CHARLIE
Not sure. I guess it depends.
CURTIS
On what?
CHARLIE
Just something I need to fix...
Charlie begins to drift off.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
...and I don't know if I can.
Curtis watches Charlie drift away in the gentle light,
catches a glimpse of what Charlie might have looked like as a
young man his own age. Curtis is taken by the image. He's
growing fond of him.
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