The Crying Game Page #16

DIL:

She own you, Jimmy?

FERGUS:

Yes.

DIL:

She from Scotland too?

FERGUS:

You could say that.

DIL:

And you're not going to tell me more?

FERGUS:

I can't.

He wipes the tears from her face with a tissue then dabs the

tissue in her drink and wipes some more.

DIL:

What you doing, Jimmy?

FERGUS:

I'm not sure.

DIL:

Do you like me even a little bit?

FERGUS:

More than that.

Dil's face, staring at him.

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FERGUS:

Come on, let's go for a walk.

She allows herself to be led out.

EXT. HAIR SALON - NIGHT.

Dil and Fergus walking. Fergus stops her by the window.

FERGUS:

You do something for me, Dil?

DIL:

Anything.

FERGUS:

You'd do anything for me?

DIL:

Afraid so.

FERGUS:

You got the keys to the shop?

They walk inside.

INT. HAIR SALON - NIGHT.

Dil and Fergus standing in the darkness.

DIL:

You want another haircut, baby?

FERGUS:

No. Sit down.

He sits her down in one of the chairs.

FERGUS:

You'd do anything for me?

Dil nods.

DIL:

Anything.

Fergus takes up a scissors to snip at her hair. Her head

leaps back.

DIL:

No way --

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FERGUS:

You said anything, Dil

DIL:

A girl has to draw the line somewhere --

FERGUS:

Want to change you to a man, Dil...

She stares at him.

DIL:

Why?

FERGUS:

It's a secret.

DIL:

You'd like me better that way, Jimmy?

FERGUS:

Yes.

DIL:

And you wouldn't leave me?

FERGUS:

No.

DIL:

You promise?

FERGUS:

I promise.

She takes a breath.

DIL:

Go on, then.

Fergus begins to cut.

CLOSE-UP ON DlL'S FACE as her hair is shorn. Tears stream

down her cheeks.

DIL:

You're no good at this, Jimmy.

FERGUS:

I'm sorry.

But he keeps cutting. He gives Dil a short, cropped military

cut like Jody's.

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DIL:

You want to make me look like him...

FERGUS:

No. Want to make you into something new.

That nobody recognizes...

She looks in the mirror at it in the dark.

DIL:

Don't recognize myself, Jimmy.

INT. DIL'S FLAT - NIGHT.

Dil enters, with her new haircut. She goes to turn on the

light. He stops her hand.

FERGUS:

No.

She looks at her hand on his.

FERGUS:

Better in the dark.

Her fingers close around his.

DIL:

So it's true, then?

FERGUS:

What?

DIL:

You like me better like this.

FERGUS:

Yes.

She brings her lips to his neck. He lets them stay there. His

hands travel up to her blouse. He begins to undo the buttons.

DIL:

Oh, Jimmy --

Slowly the blouse slips down, exposing her male torso. She

falls down to her knees and tugs at his belt.

FERGUS:

No. No. Dil... get up...

He raises her to her feet and leads her toward the bed. She

stretches languorously down on it.

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He unzips her skirt slowly, and draws it off. She turns on

the bed sexily, her face to the mattress. She is wearing

suspender-belts underneath her skirt.

DIL:

Baby...

But Fergus stands and walks quietly over to the wardrobe

where the soldier's things are. Dil on the bed, slowly turns.

DIL:

What are you doing, honey...

We see Fergus from her point of view, coming toward her with

Jody's white cricket shirt, glowing eerily in the dark.

FERGUS:

Don't call me that --

DIL:

Sorry. What you doing?

Fergus draws her slowly up to a standing position.

FERGUS:

Try this on, Dil

He wraps the shirt around her.

DIL:

Why?

FERGUS:

For me.

DIL:

For you...

She kisses him.

EXT. SMALL HOTEL - NIGHT.

Fergus leading Dil, dressed in Jody's cricket clothes, down

the street and inside.

DIL:

Why are we going here, Jimmy?

FERGUS:

Look on it like a honeymoon.

86.

INT. SMALL HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT.

From above, we see the figures of Fergus and Dil, sleeping on

a double bed, both fully clothed. Fergus smokes, then puts

out the cigarette.

Time lapse. The light gradually fills the room. Fergus wakes.

Looks at the bedside clock, and very gingerly rises, puts on

his coat, and walks out.

EXT. SITE - EVENING.

A car pulls up at the site. Jude gets out. She has a satchel

in her hand.

INT. SITE - EVENING.

Fergus looking down a ladder-staircase at Jude.

JUDE:

You a handyman, Fergie?

FERGUS:

I take pride in my work.

JUDE:

I sincerely hope so.

Fergus climbs down a ladder to Jude; she hands him something

from the bag.

JUDE:

Tools of the trade.

She kisses him. Fergus looks at her expressionlessly.

JUDE:

And forget about the girl.

Fergus opens what Jude has given him -- looking inside. There

is a gun wrapped in an oilcloth.

INT. SMALL HOTEL - NIGHT.

Fergus enters. The room is empty. He calls.

FERGUS:

Dil?

No reply. He runs outside.

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EXT. DIL'S FLAT - NIGHT.

Fergus looks up at her building, but the lights are off in

her flat. The sound of feet behind him. He turns and sees Dil

walking toward him, a bottle in her hand. He runs toward her.

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