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"Hotel" booth - Interior day

Once again Travis is sitting in front of a mirror, in a booth which is identical to the first one except for the color of the telephone. He shuts his eyes and holds a hand in front of his face. He has to wait like this for a long time until the light behind the mirror goes on, and someone comes in. Again the mirror becomes a window. But Travis does not raise his eyes. Anxiously, he awaits the voice he will hear.

JANE (off)
Hi! Are you out there?

Jane's voice! Travis doesn't raise his eyes, and he doesn't say anything. He sits motionless and listens to the voice which is distorted by the loudspeaker. A long pause follows.

JANE (off)
Well, I see your light's still on, so I guess you must be out there. (Pause)
It's okay if you don't want to talk, you know. I don't want to talk either, sometimes. I just like to stay silent. (Pause)
Do you mind if I sit down?

Now, finally, Travis raises his eyes. Looking into the little room through the reflecting window, Travis can see Jane still standing at the door, in her short red woolen dress. She is waiting for an answer. Like the others, the roorn is decorated with a few cheap props which, in this case, are supposed to represent an average American hotel room. Jane leans forward on the chair in the middle of the booth.

JANE
Do you mind if I sit down?!

TRAVIS
No.

Relieved, Jane sits down.

JANE
Thanks. My legs get a little tired from standing around all the time. Is this your first visit here?

TRAVIS
Yes.

JANE (laughs)
Oh, well, then this whole thing must seem kinda' strange to you, huh? You reailze that I can't see you even though you can see me? Well, you get used to. Say, am I looking at your face now?

Travis doesn't answer. Her good mood is contagious, and he smiles, although his eyes are brimming over with tears. Jane laughs out loud:

JANE
Oh God, it don't matter. (Pause)
If there's anything you want to talk about, I'll just listen, alright? I'm a real good listener.

Another long pause. Jane is at a loss what to do with this silent customer.

JANE
Is there something... I don't know, is there something I can do for you? (Pause)
Do you mind if I take off my sweater? (Pause)
I'll just take it off my sweater.

She starts to take off her woolen dress. Travis' reaction is unexpectedly violent.

TRAVIS
No, no, no! Don't! Please! Please leave it on!

Jane stops, astonished. It's a rare occasion for a customer not to want her to take off her clothes. She smooths down her dress.

JANE
I'm sorry. I just don't know exactly what it is you want.

TRAVIS
I don't want anything.

JANE
Well, why'd you come here, then?

TRAVIS
I want to talk to you.

Jane waits for him to continue. But again there is only silence. She turns to the little loudspeaker out of which she hears Travis' voice.

JANE
Is there sornething you want to tell me?

TRAVIS
No.

JANE
You can tell me. I can keep a secret.

TRAVIS
Is that all you do... just talk?

JANE
Well... yeah, mostly. And listen.

TRAVIS
What else do you do?

Jane is rather surprised at his persistence. Then, suddenly, she has to laugh at his question.

TRAVIS
Why are you laughing?

Jane pulls herself together.

JANE
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

TRAVIS
What else do you do?

JANE
Nothing, really. You see, we're not allowed to see the customers out here.

TRAVIS
Where do you see them, then? Do you go home with them?

JANE
No, sir, we don't. We're not allowed to have any outside relationships with our customers.

For the first time, the camera shows what Jane sees: her own reflection and, behind it, the almost imperceptibly faint glow of the table lamp on Travis' side. Travis himself cannot be seen at all. Travis is working himself up into a fullblown rage.

TRAVIS
Yeah, but you can really see them if you want, can't you? I mean, you can go home with them, if you want to, all these places say that. How much extra money do you make? How much, huh?! How much money do you make on the side?!

This sudden outburst has shocked Jane. She tries to keep calm.

JANE
I'm sorry, sir, but I think maybe you wanted to talk to one of the other girls. I'll see if I can find one for you.

She stands up.

TRAVIS
No! No! No, no! Please! Please don't go!

Jane stops behind the chair, and leans towards the mirror again.

JANE
I just don't think I'm the one you want to talk to.

TRAVIS
Please! Please don't go! I'm sorry.

Held back by the earnestness of Travis' pleading, Jane hesitates. Finally, she sits down again.

JANE
All right.

TRAVIS
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Jane is composed again. She smiles at her anonymous customer.

JANE
That's okay.

With the tears running down his face, Travis lays down the receiver next to the telephone, and wordlessly leaves the booth. Jane carries on talking - to the empty booth.

JANE
You know, I know how hard it is to talk to a stranger sometimes. Just relax, and tell me what's on your mind. I'll listen to you. I don't mind listening. I do it all the time.

After a while, she senses that there is no-one at the other end of the line. Perplexed and thoughtful, she stares at the silent loudspeaker next to her.


Sources
. "Paris, Texas" - Script, photos and credits - ROAD MOVIES/GRENO - 1984
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Paris, Texas 1984 Road Movies GmbH, Berlin - Argos Films, Paris.
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