Blow
A huge jet goes right to left through frame.
INT. LOGAN AIRPORT – GATE – BOSTON – 1968 – DAY
Barbara is greeted by KEVIN DULLI with a hug. A baggage claim check is slipped into Kevin’s hand.
BARBARA Any message?
KEVIN Keep it coming.
INT. LOGAN AIRPORT – BAGGAGE CLAIM – BOSTON – 1968
We see Barbara’s two red Samsonites being taken off the belt by Kevin.
INT. LOGAN AIRPORT – GATE – BOSTON – 1968
Same scene repeated, except different clothes on all. Maybe Kevin is dressed a little better.
KEVIN More.
INT. LOGAN AIRPORT – GATE – BOSTON – 1968
The same scene repeated, same things changed again; now Kevin is definitely dressed a little better.
KEVIN I need more.
BARBARA What do you want me to do? I can only take two bags, and I can’t fly back here everyday.
KEVIN I know, but I’ve got a feeding frenzy on my hands. Tell George this is small potatoes. We’re missing out on some serious cash. You tell George. He’ll think of something.
EXT. WINNEBAGO – 1968 – DAY
MUSIC CUE:
Tuna drives the big Winny. Maria rides shotgun. Barrelling cross-country, it’s a party on wheels.
EXT. WHITE OAK LODGE – AMHERST – 1968 – NIGHT
Kevin and his girl, RADA, are the welcoming committee as the RV pulls into the parking lot. They wave, slap the sides of the Winnebago, and greet the prodigal sons with hugs and handshakes.
INT. WHITE OAK LODGE – AMHERST – 1968 – LATER
George’s room is rustic and plush. A log fire burns and empty champagne bottles adorn the surroundings. The girls have taken to each other. The music is loud, and they dance while the boys do business. Kevin counts out the money. It’s stacked in piles all over the table.
KEVIN Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, nine. Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, a thousand. It’s all there. Wow. A hundred and twenty-eight thousand dollars.
TUNA Jesus Christ, I’m getting a boner just looking at it.
But George isn’t paying attention. His wheels are turning.
KEVIN What’s the matter, George? Something wrong? You look like you just fucked your mother.
TUNA Cheer up, man. Half this money is ours. We’re fucking rich.
GEORGE It’s not enough.
KEVIN What?
TUNA What the fuck are you talking about, man?
GEORGE The set-up is wrong. We’re doing all the legwork, and at the end of the day, we’re still paying retail. We’re getting middled.
KEVIN So?
GEORGE So, we need to get to the source.
TUNA Source? What about Derek?
GEORGE He’s getting middled, too. And Derek’s our partner. What’s good for us is good for him.
KEVIN Okay. So we need a source. Where do we start?
GEORGE Who speaks Spanish?
EXT. PUERTO VALLARTA – MEXICO – 1968 – DAY
MUSIC CUE.
SUPERIMPOSE: PUERTO VALLARTA, MEXICO
We PAN OFF the beautiful waters of Puerto Vallarta. This is a local beach on a Saturday afternoon. The girls on the beach are drinking coco-locos and swimming.
SERIES OF SHOTS – THE GANG LOOKING FOR A CONNECTION
George with a bartender.
Tuna and Dulli with cabbies.
George and Derek talking with a local man, RAMON, at a corner bar.
Barbara, Maria and Rada talk with local girls.
EXT. OCEANA BAR – PUERTO VALLARTA – 1968 – DAY
TUNA This is bullshit, George. We’re never going to find anything down there.
KEVIN You know, he’s got a point. We’re fucking Americans. We stick out like sore thumbs.
DEREK I don’t think so.
GEORGE You guys are such babies. You want to go home, go. Me, I’m not going to stop until I find the fucking motherlode.
RADA Georgie, we’re gonna get busted if we keep this up.
GEORGE We’re not gonna get busted.
KEVIN George, we’ll wind up in a Mexican prison getting fucked up the ass by one of Maria’s relatives.
MARIA Hey, fuck you, Dulli. I’m not Mexican. I’m Italian.
BARBARA You’re Italian?
KEVIN Yeah, right. Gonzales. What is that, Sicilian?
TUNA As far as I’m concerned, we’re on fucking vacation.
He grabs Maria, runs and does a huge belly-flop into the water. They all laugh.
SERIES OF SHOTS.
George and Barbara with local musicians on the beach.
George and Derek at a cab stand.
George talks with a bellboy in the lobby of a local hotel.
INT. COCOS FRIOS BAR – PUERTO VALLARTA – 1968 – DAY
George, Barbara, Tuna, Derek, Maria, Kevin, and Rada are at the bar. Ramon comes up to George, they briefly discuss and George follows him out of the bar.
EXT. STREETS – PUERTO VALLARTA – 1968 – DAY
George and Ramon climb into a beat up V.W. bug and take off.
EXT. COUNTRYSIDE – PUERTO VALLARTA – 1968 – DAY
Fields and Farms. The V.W. bug pulls up to an old ranch. They get out of the bug and are greeted by SANTIAGO and his THREE SONS.
SANTIAGO Ramon tells me you are looking for some mota.
GEORGE Yes, I am.
Santiago moves to a tarp and pulls it back to reveal many bales of green, seedless sinsemilla.
SANTIAGO For instance, something like this?
GEORGE Very nice. I’ll take it.
SANTIAGO Ha ha ha. You are funny. Really, how much will you be needing?
GEORGE All of it. As much as you’ve got. A couples thousand pounds. I’ll be back in a week with a plane.
SANTIAGO Listen, Americano, it is very nice to meet you, but maybe we are going too fast. You take a little and then come back.
GEORGE I don’t need a little. I need a lot.
SANTIAGO Marijuana is illegal in my country, and I believe in yours, as well. We must be careful.
GEORGE What if I brought you, let’s say, fifty thousand dollars? Would that eliminate some of your concerns?
SANTIAGO Amigo, you bring me fifty-thousand dollars, and I have no more concerns.
EXT. SANTA MONICA AIRPORT – 1968 – DAY
A pair of boltcutters snaps the chain off a single-engine Cessna.
TUNA I can’t believe we’re stealing a plane.
KEVIN Don’t be such a pussy.
GEORGE It’s fine. We’re not stealing it. We’re borrowing it. And try to look natural. We’ve got company.
A MECHANIC working on the adjacent plane is giving them the hairy eyeball.
GEORGE (CONT’D) Be cool.
The three boys nod their heads in acknowledgement and give a small wave. The mechanic smiles and waves back.
INT. CESSNA – 1968 – DAY
