Blow
Escobar embraces George for a moment, and then George starts to move away.
ESCOBAR (CONT’D) And, George? The vengance? It is best served cold.
INT. EASTHAM HOUSE – GEORGE’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Mirtha is sleeping. She’s so big, she looks like she’s gonna explode. George sits on the bed and rests his hand on Mirtha’s face. He looks like the Elephant Man.
MIRTHA George. Oh, Jesus Christ, George. Look at you.
GEORGE Shhh, honey, never mind. It’s alright. It’s over. I quit the business. I’m out.
MIRTHA Pablo said no?
GEORGE Pablo said no. It’s all over. And I’m never going back. I have you. We have the baby. And there’s nothing else. It’s just the family now. Shhh. Sleep now.
EXT. EASTHAM HOUSE – DAY
Fred, Ermine and Mirth are waiting for George in the car. Mirtha’s water has broken. Ermine honks the horn from the back seat and screams out the window.
ERMINE George, it’s time! George! George!
INT. HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
George is high and in a panic. He races around, trying to get a suitcase packed and find his keys.
GEORGE Coming!
He finally gets it together, but before he runs out the door, he does one last blast.
INT. CAPE COD HOSPITAL – HYANNIS – MATERNITY – DAY
Mirtha is on the birthing table and screaming in pain. She’s crowning. George wears hospital scrubs and a surgical mask. He and his saucer pupils hold Mirtha’s hand in comfort. The baby comes, and DOCTOR MICK BAY slaps it’s behind and cuts the cord. Tough ass Mirtha breaks down and sobs hysterically. But something is wrong with George. The color drains from his face. He grabs his chest and falls over onto the floor. The MEDICAL STAFF attends to him.
GEORGE (V.O.) Watching my baby girl born did something to me. They talk about religious experiences, I didn’t believe in religion. But when Kristina Sunshine Jung came into this world, something in me changed. I looked at her and I knew right then that I could never love anything but my daughter ever again. It sounds sappy, but it was like, click, I knew what I was put on this planet for. It was the greatest feeling I ever had followed by the worst feeling I ever had.
NURSE He fainted.
MIRTHA George!
The doctor grabs George’s wrist.
DR. BAY He’s in tachycardia. George, your heart is racing. Have you been using drugs?
GEORGE Coke.
DR. BAY Cocaine? How much?
GEORGE I don’t know. Maybe eighteen grams.
DR. BAY In how long? A week?
GEORGE Today.
DR. BAY Oh, Jesus, Get me a 12-lead e.k.g. and start an i.v. stat! This man is having a heart attack.
INT. CAPE COD HOSPITAL – HYANNIS – LATER
George lies in the recovery room, sedated, tubes everywhere. He’s hooked up to IV’s, monitors, and machines. Dr. Bay enters.
DR. BAY I’ve reviewed your toxicology report three times, George. I’ve never seen anything like it. Eighteen grams. The lethal dose is a gram and a half. You should be in the Guiness Book.
George cracks a faint smile.
DR. BAY (CONT’D) It’s not funny, George. You should be dead right now. Absolutely. I cannot come up with one logical explanation for why you’re still breathing. I’m not here to give you lectures, I’ve got no moral interest in what you do. But, take it easy, George. Stay with us a while. You’ve got a daughter now.
INT. EASTHAM HOUSE – DAY
Kristina is crying. Daddy George to the rescue. He picks her up, cuddles her. Gives her a bottle and she quiets.
EXT. EASTHAM HOUSE – FRONT YARD – 1980 – DAY
A one-year-old Kristina is being coaxed by George to take her first steps.
GEORGE Come on. Come on, honey. You can do it. Come to Daddy.
Kristina tries, stumbles. Gets up again. She looks like a drunk, but she’s doing it.
GEORGE (CONT’D) Good girl!
Mirtha enters. She’s all pinned out, dressed in Ungaro, Cartier, and dark sunglasses.
GEORGE (CONT’D) Look, Mirtha. She’s walking.
MIRTHA She did that before.
GEORGE No. These are her first steps. Watch her.
MIRTHA Yeah. I know. She did that before.
GEORGE But this is…
MIRTHA I said, I’ve seen it before.
GEORGE Alright.
MIRTHA Can you lift the furnace. I need money.
GEORGE Where are you going?
MIRTHA Out.
MONTAGE – SERIES OF SHOTS – 1980-85
HOME MOVIE STYLE & PHOTOGRAPHS
The years go by and they are SUPERIMPOSED as they pass. George, clean and sober, enjoying family life. Healthy and happy. Mr. Mom. Mirtha looks worse and worse as her habit becomes bigger and bigger. As George and Kristina grow closer and closer, Mirtha is stepping out on the town. Blowing money right and left. Shopping with Mirtha, buying clothes, furs, and diamonds. As Kristina gets older, WE SEE her birthday parties. George and Kristina wearing paper hats and eating ice cream. She’s two years old, she’s three, four, five, six…
INT. EASTHAM HOUSE – 1985 – NIGHT
The Eastham house is all done up for a party deluxe. Fully catered, with bartenders, waiters, music, the works. And of course the three c’s, champagne, caviar and Colombians. George is laughing with Augusto and Martha Oliveros, but when Derek Foreal appears in the doorway, George excuses himself and walks over.
DEREK Happy Birthday, George. Mirtha invited me.
GEORGE Yeah. She told me.
DEREK Look, I’m sorry about everything. I feel like an idiot. You were right. I did fuck you. And then Diego fucked me. Cut me out, too.
GEORGE I heard.
DEREK I lost sight of everything. Forgot who my friends were.
GEORGE It’s in the past. I’m out of the business now, so forget about it. No hard feelings. We need to move on. And besides, I’m sorry, too.
DEREK You?
GEORGE For calling you a homo.
DEREK That was out of line.
George throws his arm around Derek’s shoulder.
GEORGE Good to see you, Derek.
Mirtha runs in with a giant crystal punch bowl filled with mother of pearl. She holds it over her head triumphantly.
MIRTHA Now let’s fucking party, motherfuckers! Let’s have some fucking fun.
DEREK Jesus, is that Mirtha!?
A very underweight Mirtha nervously runs around the party, shoving coke up everyone’s noses. She is gakked to the gills and out of control. Her pupils a mile wide.
DEREK (CONT’D) Christ almighty, George. Feed her a cheeseburger or something. What does she weight, eighty pounds?
GEORGE I know. She needs to slow down. She’s going to blow an O-ring.
Singing. The birthday cake is brought in, the candles are blown out and everyone cheers. Mirtha runs over to her husband, still holding the cocaine. She’s sweaty, her hair matted down on one side.
MIRTHA Happy birthday, baby. Do a line.
She tries to push a line up his nose.
GEORGE No, that’s alright.
MIRTHA Oh fucking relax. Let your hair down for once. It’s your fucking birthday, for Chrissakes. You’re such a fucking pussy. I swear to G-d, I married this big time drug dealer and wound up with the maid.
Mirtha’s loud now and making a scene. He thinks about it.
GEORGE No honey, I’m alright.
AUGUSTO A toast! To Mister George Jung. Mr. I 95, north and south. My brother-in-law. Happy birthday!
Everyone raises their glasses.
EVERYONE To George!
A party guest comes running inside.
PARTY GUEST Cops! They’re all over the place.
The WAITERS, in their white jackets, exchange knowing looks. The BARTENDER comes out from behind the bar.
BARTENDER Freeze!
In an instant, all of the waiters’ guns are out.
WAITER Massachusetts State Police Department! Everybody on the floor!
EXT. EASTHAM HOUSE – LATER
