(94) INT. DRESSING ROOM, AND HALLWAY -- THE TASTE -- NIGHT

VANITY
and the Girls rush into the dressing
room and jump up and down with
excitement. They are beside themselves
with happiness, kissing and hugging one
another avidly. Suddenly Vanity pulls
away, indicates she will be back and
cuts out the room.

HALLWAY
as she runs down the hallway to the
backstage area, peers from behind the
curtain, scanning the club earnestly.

(95) IN'T. -- THE TASTE -- NEAR CURTAIN -- NIGHT

as Prince waits impatiently in the long
line. Billy Sparks comes by, spots him
and stops--

BILLY
Morris is squeezing you,
kiddo. You better kick ass
tomorrow night or else.

He cuts outside, disappears into the
Crowd. Prince stands there steaming,
the wind knocked out of him, his joy a
memory. He turns back to the line, but
it has grown, the Crowd now jammed up
against the door. Frustrated, he cuts
outside.


BACKSTAGE
as Vanity watches Prince leave. A
profound sadness sweeps her face.
Suddenly Susan is by her Side, hugging
and kissing her happily. Brenda runs
up, pouring champagne. Morris, Jerome
and The Time are at the end of the
hallway and beckon her excitedly into
the room. Vanity forces a smile, goes
down the hallway, casting another look
at the exit door.

(96) EXT. BACK ALLEY, THE TASTE -- NIGHT

Morris and Vanity stagger down the ALLEY
obviously very drunk. Morris pulls from
a FLASK. Vanity is still in her
lingerie, wears an open coat over it.
Her speech is slurred--

VANITY
Did you hear these people
applauding? They loved us --
they wanted to rip us apart,
and this is just our first
night. I can see it now,
we're all going to be big
stars. I can feel it.

MORRIS
(singing)
Ain't nobody bad like me.

She kisses him spontaneously on the
cheek--

VANITY
Morris, you're a genius.

MORRIS
Ye-es...


He fixes her with a sexy look, takes a
healthy look from his flask, then gives
it too her. Vanity throws her head
back, drinks fully, the liquor coursing
over her cheeks. He devours her with
his eyes, opens the door to the Caddy--

MORRIS
Let's go, Bebe.

She stops as if remembering something--

VANITY
Huh, where's Jerome?

MORRIS
In his skin...hee, hee...

He's trying to nudge her into the Caddy-
-

VANITY
Is he coming?

MORRIS
I gave him the night off.

VANITY
Why?

He staggers back from the car, undulates
his hips wantonly--

MORRIS
Whawhak!

She busts up. Just then a MOTORCYCLE
can be heard off screen. They look
around drunkenly, trying to discern its
direction. Suddenly Prince BLASTS
around the corner FULL OUT! He streaks
by Morris and KICKS him flat on his ass
into the garbage--

MORRIS
(wails)
Oh, no -- Oh, God...No!

Prince skids to a slick stop. Vanity is
transfixed. The entire episode took
less than five seconds. He twists the
throttle, BLASTS down upon her...

She breaks in a panic! She runs
clumsily down another alley, her coat
flying. He WHIPS after her like a
madman. She flies around the corner --
a dead end! He fishtails to a slick
stop--

PRINCE
Get on!

There's no way out! Suddenly she lets
out an excited YELP, jumps on. He guns
the bike, BURSTS up the alley. Morris
jumps into his path drunkenly, his arms
extended--

MORRIS
Stop! Stop!

But Prince BLAZES down upon him, sending
him slipping and sliding to safety. He
BLASTS around the bend--

MORRIS
Motherfucker! You long-haired
faggot!

(97) EXT. HIGHWAY TO EMBANKMENT -- NIGHT

Prince and Vanity WHIPPING down the
highway.


(98) EXT. EMBANKMENT -- NIGHT

They streak down the road, slow, then
move down a small embankment. He stops
the bike and gets off. She's in a foul
mood, staggers around dully, her head
pounding, her speech slurred--

VANITY
So here we are again. So this
is it, huh? What do you want
this time?

He looks at her painfully, upset about
her drunken state--

VANITY
What's your problem now?
What's your main problem?

PRINCE
No problem. I just wanted to
talk, alright? I just want us
to be okay, to really get
along. No big deal.

She cackles, falls flat on her ass,
hoists herself up--

VANITY
No big deal, huh...

She pulls Morris' FLASK from her jacket
-- his eyes blacken--

PRINCE
Give me that.

VANITY
No, definitely not. Who are
you? You can't tell me what
to do.

She puts it to her lips--

PRINCE
Please don't drink that. Give
it to me.

She holds the flask to her lips
defiantly, then goes to drink.

He lashes out suddenly, SMASHES it from
her grip. She SCREAMS wildly, SLAPS him
hard across the face. He stands shocked
a moment, his rage surging within him,
smashing through every safety valve he's
acquired in his life. He BACKHANDS her
savagely across the jaw.

She hits the ground like a rag doll. He
looks at her curiously, bends over her -
- she sucker-punches him with everything
she's got! He SCREAMS in rage and grabs
her hands as they flail about his face.
He squeezes her fingers back while the
tears stream down her cheeks and her
mouth forms a silent "ow"! She bares
her teeth angrily and he sucks at her
mouth, biting and kissing her in a fever
pitch.

She kicks at him violently, hot tears
streaming down her cheeks. He jams his
leg between hers, rubs it firmly against
her bottom. She struggles helplessly
against him as he covers her breasts,
her stomach, her thighs with his lips.
Quick breaths escape from her -- her
breathing begins to race...

He snaps her panties in two, pulls them
from between her legs. She spreads
herself as he releases his pants. She
squeezes his buttocks, pulls him toward
her -- but Prince resists her coldly,
regards her with contempt. Suddenly he
flips her onto her stomach, forces her
to stand painfully on her knees. He
rubs his hand between her buttocks, then
thrusts into her painfully, driving
himself to the very depths of her...

...but she stifles a cry, arches her
back, and meets his thrusts fiercely,
moving quicker and quicker, banging her
buttocks against his thighs again and
again. She's drawing from him now,
turning the humiliation around,
obtaining all that she needs and
desires. He's powerless -- her thrusts
set the pace. She rises, Prince still
inside her and tugs on him rapidly,
causing him to ejaculate suddenly,
drawing from him a sharp and sudden
cry...

She moves away, draws her coat tightly
about her, fixes him with a contemptuous
look--