EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD - NIGHT
VIVIAN, 25, walks down the street. She is dressed exactly like Julia Roberts on the original Pretty Woman movie poster.
You loved the first one. But you've NEVER
seen it like this.
TIRES SCREECH and a CAR ENGINE roars. A Lamborghini flips into view and lands on the asphalt, spinning a figure eight.
This is Quentin Tarantino's Pretty Woman.
INT./EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD - CAR - NIGHT
EDWARD, 40s, sits at the wheel in a gray suit. Vivian leans into the passenger's side window. Her face is heavily made up in bright shades.
I've got enough cash to bang you for two
weeks straight, you dirty slut.
Vivian smirks and gets into the car. They peel from the curb and the car shoots sparks off the asphalt as they barely dodge an oncoming vehicle.
INT. FIVE STAR HOTEL - LOBBY - NIGHT
TWO BELLHOPS open the doors as Vivian and Edward enter. Edward holds a briefcase. The CONCIERGE, a MAN in his 50s, stands beside his desk. He takes one look at Vivian and is horrified.
Yeah...she can't be in here.
Vivian's nostrils are caked with cocaine. Her lipstick is smeared across her cheeks and her eyelashes have come unglued. She holds a syringe to her arm.
But NOTHING will stand in their way.
Edward places the briefcase cockily atop the concierge desk. He unlatches it to reveal stacks of one-hundred dollar bills.
I'm sorry, sir. As you were.
The couple continues through the lobby.
INT. HOTEL BEDROOM - NIGHT
Edward and Vivian are naked under the sheets.
Does she kiss on the lips?
Edward's gaze meets Vivian's.
NARRATOR (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Of course she does. She's a hooker.
Vivian lays a sloppy french kiss on Edward.
INT. HOTEL BATHROOM - DAY
Vivian sits in a bubble bath. Her scalp is nearly bald. Her blonde wing rests nearby. Edward storms into the room in a bathrobe. His lips are completely encrusted with herpes. Vivian is mortified at the sight of him.
But what will happen when her slutty ass ways
interfere with last night's slutty ass ways?
(barely able to release words from his lips)
Look what you've done to me, you filthy whore!
Edward moves to the tub and dunks Vivian's under the water. She comes up gasping each time.
INT./EXT. - RODEO DRIVE - BOUTIQUE - DAY
TWO SALESWOMEN stand chatting at the center of the store. Designer dresses hang from the racks.
Well, the film emulsion consists of silver halide
grains suspended in a gelatin mold. Now, in the
case of color film, there are three layers of silver
halide, which are mixed with color couplers and
interlayers that filter specific light spectra. These
end up creating yellow, cyan, and magenta layers
in the negative after development.
Vivian walks into the boutique and approaches the women.
I'd like one high-end dress please.
I'm sorry, we don't do business with hookers.
Pretty Woman? How 'bout Pretty Nas-tay...?
Vivian unveils two guns from out of nowhere, one in each hand, and unloads a hell-storm of ammunition on the women. It is a massacre. Blood and clothes everywhere.
INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Vivian stands before Edward in a red gown. He holds a jewelry box in his hand. He opens it to reveal a diamond necklace. Just as Vivian reaches for the necklace, Edward snaps the box down and her fingers sever off. She laughs maniacally as blood shoots everywhere.
Quentin Tarantino's Pretty Woman. This summer.
It will blow you.