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Niki Wurster Visit our Movie Scripts Page screenplay 451: http://www.geocities.com/~screenplay451/ Mao Guangqin 2 0 2000-01-22T12:04:00Z 2000-01-22T12:04:00Z 15 15409 87834 Pumpkin Software 731 175 107866 9.2504 1 21 0 0 Basquiat Sc
The MAITRE'D smiles at Jean and bows –
MAITRE'D
Mr.
Basquiat – what a pleasure to see you again.
BASQUIAT
Hey
George, what's up?
A huge table
with NINE WHITE EXECUTIVES. WAITERS clear their lunch settings. As they spot
Jean and Gina entering, they gawk and snicker.
George leads
them to their table. As they take their seats, Jean notices the suppressed
giggles coming from the executives' table. They try to ignore it. George
disappears.
Jean seems
self-conscious about the sores on his face.
GINA
So
are you really friends with Andy? He seems like such a weirdo.
BASQUIAT
He's
not. He's out of town and he calls me every day. What's weird about him?
GINA
Don't
you think he's using you?
BASQUIAT
Why
does everybody say that? He's the only person I know who doesn't need to use
me.
George reappears.
GEORGE
Would
you like to see the wine list?
BASQUIAT
Chateau
Latour '64, please.
George disappears again.
GINA
So.
Are you ready? I start Columbia next fall. Of course, there's like, a year of
pre-med stuff, but – whatever. I'm really excited.
(beat)
And:
Rene gave me a job as his secretary. His poems are getting published.
BASQUIAT
How
is he?
GINA
Pretty
much the same.
Jean's eyebrows go up.
BASQUIAT
Wow.
Congratulations. I hate that asshole.
(beat)
Thanks
for coming. I guess I just wanted to find out how you're –
GINA
(referring to an extra loud snicker from execs)
What's
that about?
BASQUIAT
Forget
it.
George arrives
and pours a sip for Jean to taste. He nods. George moves off. Two or three of
the executives break out laughing.
Jean puts the
glass down and looks at them. The other table is clearly making fun of him.
That
is amazing. What year is it?
BASQUIAT
George?
George hurries over.
GEORGE
I'm
sorry, Mr. Basquiat.
BASQUIAT
See
that table over there? I'd like to pay their bill.
Long silence.
GEORGE
I'm
sorry?
Gina looks at Jean, confused.
BASQUIAT
Yeah,
just put their bill on my tab.
GEORGE
Really?
BASQUIAT
Yeah.
GEORGE
Very
well.
He moves off
towards the executives. George whispers to the HEAD EXECUTIVE, and nods towards Jean. The executives
spread the words amongst themselves. They're horrified.
BASQUIAT
(continuing)
Baby,
I think about you a lot. I'm really sorry about everything. You have to believe
me. I'm serious. I wish, y'know, that we were –
GINA
I
don't believe it, Jean – they're picking straws.
A YOUNG
EXECUTIVE, obviously the loser, takes a
deep breath and heads towards them.
YOUNG
EXECUTIVE
Excuse
me... On behalf of my friends I'd like to apologize. We're really sorry.
BASQUIAT
I
wish you niggahs could get it togeth-ahhhhhh.
The Executive reaches to shake Jean's hand. Jean puts
a hundred dollar bill in his hand.
YOUNG
EXECUTIVE
What's
this for?
BASQUIAT
The
tip.
Jean turns back to Gina. The Executive leaves them.
George smiles.
GINA
You
don't have to be sorry. There's no one to blame. Jean, you're a real artist. I
thought I was one. You made me realize I wasn't.
BASQUIAT
What's
his name?
BASQUIAT
(CONT'D)
I
have to go to the bathroom.
INT.
BARBETTA'S (BATHROOM) – DAY
CLOSE ON JEAN
– looking in the mirror.
He looks at
himself.
He starts to
pick at his face.
INT. PALLADIUM
– HUGE ROOM – NIGHT
Jean and
Albert Milo sit on a banquette
A huge white
painting of Jean's with a dragon's head hangs on one wall to their left. On the
opposite wall in back of the bar hangs another huge painting with a lot of
heads, mostly black.
Lots of PEOPLE
mill about a huge room.
A GIRL – another Gina look-alike walks through the
crowd. Jean's eyes follow her momentarily..
BASQUIAT
(re: the paintings)
What
do you think?
ALBERT
MILO
I
like the one with the dragon's heads a lot. But the black one's filled up with
too many heads...
(beat)
I'd
take some of them out.
(beat)
I
think you're painting too fast. I wouldn't put in so many heads. Let it breathe
a bit.
BASQUIAT
It's
always how you would do it. This is my version.
ALBERT
MILO
You're
right. It's your version. You should come over to the studio sometime.
BASQUIAT
Why,
so you could humiliate me?
ALBERT
MILO
No,
I wanted to make a painting of you.
EXT. UNION
SQUARE PARK – DAY
Jean rides his bicycle through the park. He's looking
up at the birds flying in the trees.
ANGLE ON
The birds. We see the statue in the middle of the
park, but we have no idea where we are until we see the Mays Dept. Store sign.
The birds circle in flocks, never lighting on the trees.
EXT. THE
FACTORY (ENTRANCE) – DAY
Jean presses a buzzer. He's admitted. He carries his
bike on his shoulder.
INT. THE
FACTORY – DAY
Jean enters a
broad, high-ceilinged studio. It's neat. Paintings lie on the floor.
Andy's back is
turned to him. As Jean gets closer, he sees that Andy's assistant FRANK is peeing on canvas covered with copper
pigment. We hear the SOUND of the
piss.
Frank holds a
bottle of beer in his hand.
ANDY
WARHOL
A
little more to the right, Frank. OK... Good. Now up... You got a little more?
Jean notices a bunch of Andy's wigs on a desk.
BASQUIAT
What's
with the wigs?
ANDY
WARHOL
I'm
going to send them to my friends for Christmas presents.
BASQUIAT
You
think those are good presents? Who wants an old wig?
Jean makes a grimace. He walks up to the painting
Frank's peeing on.
BASQUIAT
Piss
painting?
ANDY
WARHOL
I
wanted to make a few more of these. Frank's been drinking this Mexican beer. It
makes a good green.
BASQUIAT
How
come you're not peeing on them yourself?
ANDY
WARHOL
I
don't like beer.
BASQUIAT
If
you ever want me to shit on 'em, just ask. You could finger paint.
INT. THE
FACTORY – LATER
Jean and Andy
collaborate on a large canvas. Andy outlines a Mobil Oil winged horse.
Jean paints it
out. To the side he paints a penguin with a hat.
That
was my favorite part!
BASQUIAT
We
can do better. It needed more white.
Andy watches as Jean lights a joint and continues
working on his penguin.
ANDY
WARHOL
Jean,
you make me feel worthless. You're so famous.
Andy paints an Amoco logo next to the penguin.
BASQUIAT
I
don't even have any friends anymore besides you. And everyone says
"Warhol? That death-warmed over person on drugs? He's just using
you."
ANDY
WARHOL
Gee.
You shouldn't take it so seriously, Jean. That's why you can't stop taking
drugs. You always think people don't like you. Everyone likes you.
BASQUIAT
People
are only interested in you because you're famous, not because they know a
fuckin' thing about your work.
Jean paints out part of Andy's logo.
ANDY
WARHOL
Bruno
called. In Europe, people are saying you're gonna die from drugs. They think
they can cash in on your death.
BASQUIAT
When
I was poor, everybody doubted I could make it. When I got rich, everyone said,
`yeah, but he'll never keep it up.' Now everyone says `he's killing himself.'
So I clean up, and then they say `Look. His art's dead.' I don't take drugs,
anyway. I'm healthy now.
Jean obliterates Andy's logo.
ANDY
WARHOL
If
you say so. You sleep until 5:00 p.m. You call at four in the morning. You
never show up anywhere on time – if you show up. You're painting out everything
I do!
Andy paints back in part of the horse.
BASQUIAT
That's
better.
Jean adds some letters on top of Andy's logo.
ANDY
WARHOL
I
can't even see what's good anymore.
Jean Michel
obliterates the rest of the logo with some white.
Andy steps
back and squints as he examines Jean's work.
ANDY WARHOL (CONT'D)
Yeah,
I see what you mean about the white. It's better.
Jean quits painting.
BASQUIAT
After
the show we should take a nice long vacation. Maybe go to Hawaii. That's what
I'm gonna do. I'm going to give up painting and start playing music again. I
wanna sing.
ANDY
WARHOL
That
would be a pity because you're a real painter.
Frank arrives.
FRANK
Here's
the poster for the show.
He presents them with a yellow poster of Jean and
Andy facing each other with boxing gloves.
INT. FACTORY –
NEXT DAY
Shenge hands
Andy a box.
Andy opens the
box. Inside is a football helmet with Jean's dreadlocks glued to the outside.
