MORRIS
You lock the door, baby?
Let's go!
 
They pile into the Caddy, pull out.
 
(51)  EXT. HIGHWAY -- NIGHT
 
The CADDY blazes by in the night.  The
CITY LIGHTS glimmer spectacularly in the
distance.
 
(52)  INT./EXT. CADDY -- NIGHT
 
Jerome drives.  Morris and Vanity sit in
the backseat. He gazes at her ardently--
 
MORRIS
Jerome!
 
Jerome snaps a look in the rear-view --
Morris gives him a deft nod. Jerome
opens the glove compartment, searches
through the cassette tapes. He finds the
one he wants, snaps it into the player.
RESTAURANT AMBIANCE fills the car...
 
Note:  The restaurant ambiance will grow
in volume, and will be followed by
exaggerated dinner music, punctuated
with strings and delicate cymbals.  The
MUSIC plays throughout this scene -- and
Morris times his words to the ebb and
flow of the piece to insure the proper
dramatic effect.
 
...dinner MUSIC begins--
 
JEROME
Cocktails before dinner?
 
MORRIS
Yes -- two pi�a coladas.
 
VANITY
Uh...make mine a virgin.
 
JEROME
Okay...
 
Jerome braces his knees against the
wheel, pours two premixed coladas into
plastic glasses--
 
JEROME
(to Morris)
Will you be having a virgin as
well?
 
MORRIS
Ye-es!  For dessert!!
Whawhak!
 
Jerome stifles a laugh, pours a rum
miniature into Morris' glass.  He hands
them back--
 
MORRIS
Thank you.  Here you are,
dear.
 
They savor their drinks -- Morris'
fervor grows by leaps and bounds--
 
MORRIS
Jerome, uh, get your pad and
pencil, I think it's gonna be
kinda right.  If my judge of
character is correct, it's
going to be about loving
tonight.
(a beat)
Stop me when I get to
seventeen.
 
Jerome places a pad by his side, pencil
at the ready. He settles the Caddy to a
cruising 55 -- Morris looks deeply into
Vanity's eyes--
 
MORRIS
Excuse me, baby...I bet you
didn't know I had a piece of
this restaurant, did you?
(a beat)
May I taste that?
 
He takes Vanity's drink, slurps a
little, burps--
 
MORRIS
Huh, excuse me, that's kind of
weak...here, try mine.
 
She does, and begins coughing violently-
-
VANITY
Good God!
 
MORRIS
Y'know...they say that saliva
is an aphrodisiac.
(a beat)
You look so lovely tonight.
 
VANITY
(couching)
Why...thank you.
 
MORRIS
Probably you'd look better
under exotic...red...liqhts.
(another though)
I wish you could see my home.
It's...it's so exciting.
 
He leans close to her, speaks in a soft,
sexy voice--
 
MORRIS
In my bedroom, I have a brass
waterbed ...
 
VANITY
Oooh!
 
MORRIS
I have an Italian cook, Gino
Izogochograchi, or something
like that.
 
She giggles, looks at him deeply--
 
MORRIS
It's funny...your eyes -- when
you stare at me like that, it
causes my stomach to qui-
quiver.  Oh, Lord...
 
An idea flashes across his mind--
 
MORRIS
Do you like diamonds?
 
VANITY
Uh, huh.
 
MORRIS
Yeah ...?
 
VANITY
Yeah.
 
MORRIS
I know it's rather masculine,
but -- try this one on.
 
He slides a large glass diamond on her
finger--
 
VANITY
Ohhh!
 
MORRIS
My God, darling it fits.
 
He studies her hands closely--
 
MORRIS
You must have strong hands,
but -- they're so soft...like
oils in my bubble bath.
(a beat)
Damn ...
 
He leans close to her--
 
MORRIS
Darling...?
 
VANITY
Yeah...?
 
MORRIS
I'm not usually so forward,
but -- would you like to make
love to me?  I can make it so
nice ...
 
She giggles freely, looks at him with
big eyes--
 
MORRIS
Do you know what is meant by
the words, huh, I hate to use
them, they're so harsh, so
American...I mean, and yet on
the other hand, they're
exciting words.  The words...
(pause)
...chili sauce.  Oh, Lord.
(a beat)
 
MORRIS
You know, I haven't made love
in so long, but with you I
know it would be just like
riding a bike.  I'd remember
everything I've ever learned.
(a beat)
Baby, if the kid can't make
you come, nobody can.
 
Jerome checks off his pad--
 
JEROME
(whispers)
Morris..!
 
MORRIS
Yeah...?
 
JEROME
Seventeen.
 
Morris fixes Vanity with his half-
lidded, pouty-lip look--
 
MORRIS
Huh, what's it gonna to be
baby?
 
She's on the spot, thinks fast--
 
VANITY
PULL OVER THERE!
 
MORRIS
What?!
 
JEROME
What?!
 
VANITY
Over there -- that's where I
live.
 
Jerome SKIDS the car to a stop.  They're
directly in front of a slick, hi-rise
apartment building--
 
MORRIS
Here...?
 
VANITY
Yes.
 
MORRIS
Uh, what one is it?
 
VANITY
That one, right there, see?
On the 14th floor.
 
MORRIS
It's nice, huh?
 
VANITY
Oh, it's great.  Real pretty.
Big open rooms, balconies,
fireplace -- the works.
 
He smiles lovingly--
 
MORRIS
Jerome!
 
Jerome puts the Caddy into
gear, pulls off into the night-
-
VANITY
Hey, wait!  C'mon!
(a beat)
Okay -- where are you taking
me?
 
MORRIS
Home.
(smiling)
You and me are a lot alike.- I
like that.  So, I'd like to
help you out.  I think I have
something you may be
interested,  in.
 
VANITY
Oh yeah -- what?
 
Jerome hands Morris a cassette -- Morris
waves it in front of her nose--
 
MORRIS
A little song and dance.  That
is, if you can sing and dance.
 
VANITY
(defensively)
Prince is goinq to help me.
 
Jerome and Moris suppress their laughter-
-
JEROME
Motherfucker needs a haircut.
 
MORRIS
Hee, hee, uh, excuse me.  No
he won't.  He's never done
anything in his whole life for
anybody but himself.
 
VANITY
Guys better than you have
promised me things before.
 
MORRIS
I know that's right, but--
 
Jerome hands him a card with an address
on it.  Morris hands the card to her--
 
MORRIS
(con't)
-- not Morris Day.
(he smiles)
 
Jerome pulls up in front of her motel.
Vanity reads the card--
 
MORRIS
Come by any time.
 
(53)  EXT. MOTEL/INT. CADDY -- TWILIGHT
 
She gets out of the car, stands on the
sidewalk.  Morris pushes the window
button -- nothing happens--
 
MORRIS
Jerome!
 
Jerome leans over, taps the glass -- the
window glides down--
 
MORRIS
(to Vanity)
One more thing ...
 
Jerome snaps the glove compartment,
hands Morris a neatly folded camisole.
Morris presents it to her--
 
MORRIS
Here's a little something for
you.  If you get cold when you
wear it, call me.
 
He snaps his fingers -- Jerome pulls the
Caddy away with a screech.
 
(54) EXT. VANITY'S MOTEL -- TWILIGHT
 
Vanity stands on the sidewalk a moment,
slightly bewildered and very amused.
She watches the Cadillac screech around
the bend.  She turns, goes into the
motel.
 
PRINCE stands in the alleyway across the
street, his motorcycle parked nearby.
He watches as Vanity cuts inside.
 
(55)  INT. HALLWAY/VANITY'S MOTEL -- DAWN
 
She comes down the HALLWAY, opens her
door with a key.
 
(55A)  INT. VANITY'S ROOM -- DAWN