Badlands Page #2

HOLLY:

It's okay.

KIT:

Well, nobody asked me what I thought.

They just hung it on me.

Holly breaks the silence that follows.

HOLLY:

You still in school?

KIT:

Nah, I got me a job.

HOLLY (O.S.)

Doing what?

KIT:

Well, I don't mind getting up early,

so I got a job throwing garbage...

I'm not in love with the stuff, okay.

In the distance we hear Holly's FATHER calling her. She eases

off.

HOLLY:

That's my father. I got to run.

KIT:

Hey, wait a minute. When am I going

to see you again?

Holly isn't sure how to reply.

HOLLY:

Well, I know what my daddy's going

to say.

KIT (O.S.)

What?

HOLLY:

Can I be honest?

KIT:

Sure.

HOLLY:

Well, that I shouldn't be seen with

anybody that collects garbage.

KIT (O.S.)

He'll say that?

HOLLY:

Yeah.

KIT (O.S.)

Now what's he know about garbage,

huh?

HOLLY:

Nothing.

KIT (O.S.)

There you go.

HOLLY:

Well, I mean there's nothing he wants

to know about it... I've got to run.

She waves goodbye and runs off. Kit waves back.

EXT. HOLLY'S BACK YARD

Holly walks into the back yard, where her father is working.

Half-painted signs lean against the garage.

FATHER:

Who was that?

HOLLY:

Just some boy.

He throws some paint off his brush onto the ground.

HOLLY:

Is that going to kill the grass?

He flicks his brush teasingly at her feet. She retreats to a

chair, giggling.

HOLLY:

You got some on my feet.

FATHER:

What'd he want?

HOLLY:

Just wanted to know if we needed any

yardwork done... I said no, and for

him not to bother us.

INT. EMPLOYMENT AGENCY

Kit is talking with a CLERK inside an employment agency.

CLERK (O.S.)

You ever held another job before?

KIT:

I used to throw trash for the City.

CLERK:

You lost that one?

KIT:

Wouldn't be here if I hadn't.

CLERK:

What kind of work do you think you

would be qualified for?

KIT:

I can't think of anything at the

moment... I'd like you to write me

out a slip, though, proving I came

down here.

The Clerk leafs through his papers.

CLERK:

Well, I think we could find you

something... working cattle over at

the pens.

Kit sighs.

KIT:

Well, what the hell. Just hope there's

a breeze.

The Clerk gives him a slip of paper.

EXT. FRONT PORCH OF HOLLY'S HOUSE

Holly sees Kit approaching the house.

HOLLY (V.O.)

He was handsomer than anybody I'd

ever met. He looked just like James

Dean.

She walks out the front door.

KIT:

Hi.

HOLLY:

Well, stop the world.

KIT:

Quit my job.

HOLLY:

Great.

KIT:

Just seemed like the right move...

Whatcha doing?

HOLLY:

Spanish.

KIT (O.S.)

How do you say "Quit my Job" in

Spanish?

HOLLY:

Something mi trabajo.

Kit offers her a cigarette, which she declines.

KIT:

Yeah, well, I'm going to work as a

cowboy now... Or thinking about it.

It's a routine, like anything. What

do you think?

HOLLY:

I don't know.

He pulls himself up onto the banister beside her.

KIT:

Well, at least nobody could get on

me about wearing these boots any

more.

She watches him intently. This makes him uncomfortable.

KIT:

You want to go for a ride?

HOLLY:

Well, I got homework.

KIT (O.S.)

Bring it along.

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