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BASIC INSTINCT
by Joe Eszterhas

              INT. A BEDROOM - NIGHT

              It is dark; we don't see clearly.

              a man and woman make love on a brass bed.  There are
              mirrors on the walls and ceiling.  On a side table, atop a
              small mirror, lines of cocaine.  A tape deck PLAYS the
              Stones:  "Sympathy for the Devil."

              Atop him... she straddles his chest... her breasts in his
              face.  He cups her breasts.  She leans down, kisses him...

              JOHNNY BOZ is in his late 40's, slim, good-looking. We don't
              see the woman's face.  She has long blonde hair.  The CAMERA
              STAYS BEHIND and to the side of them.

              She leans close over his face, her tongue in his mouth...
              she kisses him... she moves her hands up, holds both of his
              arms above his head.

              She moves higher atop him... she reaches to the side of the
              bed... a white silk scarf is in her hand... her hips above
              his face now, moving... slightly, oh-so slightly... his
              face strains towards her.

              The scarf in her hand... she ties his hands with it...
              gently... to the brass bed... his eyes are closed...
              tighter... lowering hips into his face... lower... over his
              chest... his navel.  The SONG plays.

              He is inside her... his head arches back... his throat
              white.

              She arches her back... her hips grind... her breasts are
              high...

              Her back arches back... back... her head tilts back... she
              extends her arms... the right arm comes down suddenly...
              the steel flashes... his throat is white...

              He bucks, writhes, bucks, convulses...

              It flashes up... it flashes down... and up... and down...
              and up... and...

              EXT. A BROWNSTONE IN PACIFIC HEIGHTS - MORNING

              Winter in San Francisco:  cold, foggy.  Cop cars
              everywhere.