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In Chapter 40 of THE DISH, in order to being spotted by the cops, adulterous lesbian fugitives Haven and Jett pull into a trailer park and trade their vintage Caddy with a redneck's crusty old pickup truck ...
EXT. TRAILER PARK - NIGHT
The sun has almost set.
The car pulls into a trailer park.
An old, wooden sign reads
SEAL BEACH ESTATES.
INT. HAVEN’S CADILLAC - MOVING
The car inches by
a row of mobile homes.
JETT
Pull up to the end and park.
Haven does.
Stops the car.
HAVEN
So what now?
JETT
Well, I’m thinking that
someone who lives here,
no matter what they drive,
they’re not gonna mind
trading it for a vintage Caddy,
keys in the ignition,
all wrapped up
in a nice, big bow.
HAVEN
Ooh.
You are GOOD.
EXT. TRAILER PARK - MOMENTS LATER
Jett sits behind the wheel
of an old Ford pickup truck,
playing with the wires
under the steering wheel column.
They SPARK.
The engine ROARS to life.
JETT
Like riding a bicycle.
The barrel of a
SAWED-OFF SHOTGUN
is placed against Jett’s temple.
A GIANT REDNECK
leans into the window.
Sneers.
GIANT REDNECK
What the fuck do you
think YOU’RE DOING?
Get the fuck outta MY TRUCK.
JETT
Easy now.
Jett opens the door.
Slides out.
Starts to raise her hands --
GIANT REDNECK
What I don’t get is why
you’d wanna steal
this piece-a crap.
And WHIPS OUT her REVOLVER.
JAMS it in his crotch.
JETT
We’re swapping rides, big fella.
Gotta problem with that?
(CLICK)
See that Cadillac over there?
The redneck looks at the Caddy.
GIANT REDNECK
You wanna trade my
truck for the CADDY?
Are you fuckin’ CRAZY?
JETT
Something like that.
(nods)
Go ahead, check ‘er out.
Keys are in the ignition.
Redneck breaks into a big
‘ol rotten-toothed grin.
GIANT REDNECK
Take your piece outta my pants,
and you got yourself a deal --
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