Quentin Tarantino
Scene 17 Ring in the Jacket
The crew, lead by Sheriff Hague and JT walk through the back of JT’s restaurant, through the meat locker..

JT:
If it’s escape vehicles you want, escape vehicles I got. Right this way. Watch that meat!

Now everyone is in JT’s garage. He removes a cover off of a motorcycle.

JT:
Meet my wife. Jesse James, custom Dominator. I made Jesse a plate of barbecue so goddamn good, he made this baby for me free of f**kin’ charge. Heheheh.

Wray:
Got anything that can transport more people?

JT rips off another cover from a car behind Wray. Which unveils a convertible.

Wray:
Where’s the top?

JT:
Baby’s chopped, permanent. Ain’t got no roll bar, chicken wire, none of that sh*t.

Wray:
No protection.

JT:
But she’s fast, nitrous injected, 350-horsepower engine.

Wray walking around the car is abruptly stopped by Sheriff Hague, who grips Wray’s arm.

Hague:
Who are you? I mean, really. “Wray’s Wreckage.” That’s what it says on your truck. (quickly pulls up Wray’s jacket sleeve to show a tattoo on the underside of his wrist) Are you a wrecker, Wray?

Wray:
I’m nobody. It’s the easiest thing to remember. So remember it.

In a room off of the garage, Cherry is sitting on a bed. JT pokes his head in with a plate of barbeque.

JT:
Hey, you want some barbecue? Heheheh! Best in Texas.
Cherry:
Aw, no, thanks.

JT:
What’s the matter, you don’t eat meat?

Cherry:
Oh, I eat meat. I also eat lots of sh*t. You see this? (grins)

JT:
What’s that?

Cherry:
Sh*t eating grin.

JT: (laughing)
You ought to be a comedian! (continuing to laugh as he gets up to leave)

Cherry:
What do you think of the leg?

JT:
Oh that’s funny!

As JT exits the room, Wray is now in the doorway with his arms crossed. He steps forward and closes the door behind him.
Wray:
How’s your stump?

Cherry:
They knocked it out something fierce. Still can’t feel a thing.

Wray: (laying back on the bed, discovering that it’s a waterbed)
This must be the *real* Bone Shack. Old JT knows how to live.

Cherry: (rolling her eyes)
Like f**k he does.

Wray: (sits up to look at Cherry)
I like how you say “f**k.”

Cherry:
Good. F**k you.

Wray:
F**k me?

Wray stands up and takes his shirt off.

Cherry:
Oh, now you’re the comedian. Go ahead, drop your pants. That’ll be good for a laugh.

Wray:
I highly doubt that.

Wray sits back down next to Cherry on the bed.

Wray:
That’s my jacket.

Cherry:
Yes, I know.

Wray:
I looked for it for two weeks.

Cherry:
Look, you were being an unbelievable d**k. I was walking out on you. I was cold, I took your f**king jacket. So, if you’re gonna go on one of your psycho obsessive controlling rants about a f**king jacket, then f**king take it, ‘cause I’d rather f**king freeze than f**king hear about it one more time.

Wray:
Did you find what was in the pocket?

Cherry:
F**k no.

Wray:
Look for it.

She looks in the inside pocket of the jacket.

Wray:
No, the other one.

She reaches into the other pocket and feels something. She pulls out a small box. Wray continues to look at her as she opens the box. It’s opened and revealed to be a ring.

Wray:
Was going to give it to you, but you left me. You took the jacket. And I looked for it for two weeks. Read it.

Cherry: (reading the inscription inside the ring)
“Two against the world.”

Wray: (brushing Cherry’s hair)
Remember that?

Cherry:
I never forgot it.

Wray:
Then why’d you leave?

Cherry:
Because you didn’t believe in us, or in me.

Wray slides the ring onto Cherry’s finger. Music picks up and splice cuts are used to progress time. Wray kisses Cherry’s back and slowly undresses her. The two begin kissing heavily and grasping each other. The film completely deteriorates before any full nudity occurs. The “projector” starts making noises and the film burns up before the scene can finish. A message comes on screen that reads “Missing reel. Sorry for the inconvenience. - Theatre Management”