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Taxi Driver

CAMERA continues to PAN, examining TRAVIS' apartment. It is unusual, to say the least: A ratty old mattress is thrown against one wall. The floor is littered with old newspapers, worn and unfolded streets maps and pornography. The pornography is of the sort that looks cheap but costs $10 a threw - black and white photos of naked women tied and gagged with black leather straps and clothesline. There is no furniture other than the rickety chair and table. A beat-up portable TV rests on an upright melon crate. The red silk mass in another corner looks like a Vietnamese flag. Indecipherable words, figures, numbers are scribbled on the plain plaster walls. Ragged black wires dangle from the wall where the telephone once hung.


They're all animals anyway. All the animals come out at night: Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal.

(a beat)

Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.

It's EARLY MORNING: 6 a.m. The air is clean and fresh and the streets nearly deserted.

Raging Bull

The table area: JOEY arrives at the table. He grabs VICKIE.

JOEY (cont’d)

I said, let’s go


Joey, relax. You’re taking this the wrong way. Why don’t you sit down and have a drink?


Excuse me, I’m talking to my sister-in-law.


Excuse me for living.


What do you think, I’m blind? My brother’s breaking his ass in a ring, and you’re here with his wife.


Hey, Joey, I’m here with Patsy and Vera and Sandy. And Vickie just happened to come along. We’re just trying to have a good time. What do you want from me? So why don’t you just take it easy before this gets out of hand.