garage door — Prince coaxes his bike
Vanity’s mesmerized. They ride down a
narrow sidewalk, cut through a garden,
and emerge from the back of a garage.
He leans his bike against it–
That was a grand entrance.
Where am I?
He silences her with a look, moves
quickly across the grass, comes to a
window. He stands on a pipe, looks in–
(43) PRINCE’S POV — INT. LIVING ROOM — NIGHT
His Mother and Father in the living
room. His Mother is sprawled out on the
sofa, obviously drunk, her dress hiked
along her thighs. Her head rests in his
(44) EXT. BACKYARD — NIGHT
Prince hops from the pipe, leans coolly
against the house. Intrigued. Vanity
(45) VANITY’S POV — INT. LIVING ROOM — NIGHT
The mother and father kissing
tentatively, then violently, finally
pulling away. The Mother seems to be
taunting the Father, coaxing him into a
trap. He kisses her mouth lustily —
she pulls back snarling–.
(46) EXT. BACKYARD — NIGHT
Vanity’s scared — tries to be cool–
So — friends of yours?