Catfight Page #4

where they are.

Hello.

- Aunt Charlie?

It's Veronica.

- Veronica?

- How are you doing?

- I'm rotting away, Veronica.

What do you want?

- Um, I don't suppose

you heard the news?

What happened?

- F*** the news.

They don't report on what's

really happening, Veronica.

- Charlie,

i need a place to stay.

- They only report on things

that happen above the surface.

That's not the issue.

It's below us.

Inside the earth.

Deep down to the core.

The big mutiny is

happening down there.

- Listen, Charlie.

Listen to me. I need a--

- listen to me, Veronica.

I'm trying to assuage her.

But she's not happy.

Pretty soon,

she's going to blow,

and when that happens,

- tentacles the size

of skyscrapers...

- Okay, good-bye aunt Charlie.

- Lunatic.

- So, you sold all the work?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Very impressive.

- Thanks.

- I was wrong about you.

- Well, yeah.

- No, the war has changed

the country's mindset.

The draft has made people

accept the horrors of war

and you're capitalizing on it.

- Well, I wouldn't say

i was capitalizing on it.

I'm expressing the collective

dread of the country.

- More like exploiting

the dread, but...

- I wouldn't put it that way.

I'm merely expressing

what I feel

- and then I'm putting it

on the canvas.

- Are you still-- excuse me?

- Are you still

painting the bunnies?

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Are you still

painting those bunnies?

- Oh, yeah.

- Huh, she's...

She's adorable.

- Yeah.

- So hopeful.

I love her work, too.

- Yeah, you should look

at it at her studio.

Oh yeah,

she doesn't have one.

- I remember what she said.

She said, "bunnies are sexual

yet innocent."

- You can talk to her

about that later.

- I don't remember anything

and I remember that.

- Sally.

Sally, is that a blue label?

What?

Are you using blue labels?

- Is this a blue f***ing label?

- Oh yeah.

- You're putting

a blue label on my art?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- What, do you think

i like blue?

I hate blue.

- I didn't know that.

- Well, you should

have known that.

Do I use blue in my art?

- Well, there's--

- no, I don't, actually.

Do I?

- So why would I want

it on my f***ing box?

Don't you think when

people open up my box,

they see blue,

they think of blue.

That's a bit of a travesty,

don't you think?

- I don't know.

- Yeah, yeah. What?

- I don't know.

- Yeah, Sally.

You know.

- You f***ing know.

If there aren't

any white labels,

you got to the store,

you walk your f***ing

butt out to the store

and you get more white labels.

You don't use blue labels.

Blue is f***ing cute.

My work isn't cute.

The world isn't cute.

Cute isn't truthful.

Blue isn't truthful.

Blue is f***ing bullshit, Sally.

You get it?

You understand?

Tell me you understand.

Do you f***ing understand

that blue isn't f***ing cute?

- Hello?

- I - I - yes.

- Uh-huh?

Tell me you know blue

isn't f***ing cute, Sally.

- I understand.

- Blue is bullshit.

- I get it.

I'm sorry.

- Take the f***ing blue

label off your f***ing box

and go get some white ones.

- In the meantime, take off

that blue f***ing shirt.

You f***ing shithead.

- I'm sorry my place

is so small, Mrs. salt.

But you can stay on the

couch as long as you like.

- Donna, call me Veronica.

Please.

- If you want,

you can sleep in my bed,

and I can sleep on the couch.

- Why would you do that?

- I just feel so bad for you.

This world doesn't

make sense sometimes.

But it's all part

of god's plan.

- Well, I wish he would

have planned better.

- I have something for you.

This is yours.

- What's in here?

- Pictures.

Drawings.

Memories.

- You know, I'm not sure

if I'm going to

open it right now.

- No, of course.

I'll leave you alone.

- Oh no, you don't

have to do that. I just...

You know,

I'm going to open it later.

It feels like

a nice bottle of wine.

I should open it on

a special occasion.

- Yes.

- Wine.

I like wine.

I forgot.

- Would you like some wine?

I could pour you a glass.

- Oh no.

That's okay.

I'd rather just

rest if that's okay.

I'm very tired.

Why are you doing this?

- I'm being a good Christian.

When I think of how

little we paid you,

it's embarrassing.

- You gave me enough.

I was able to

provide for my son.

- You have a son.

- Yes, you know this already.

- Where is he?

- He's fighting?

- Is he a boxer?

- He's a soldier.

- Oh, a soldier.

Right.

That makes sense.

- He got drafted.

- Kip got drafted, too.

- No, kip did not get drafted.

- What do you mean?

- He volunteered.

- You're pregnant.

- Oh my god.

- Are you positive?

- I'm positive.

- You're eight weeks along.

- Oh my god.

- I'm shaking.

Is it bad to be shaking?

Is it normal to be

shaking after eight weeks?

- It's completely normal.

You're just excited.

It's all good.

- How is it possible?

How is this possible?

- It's totally possible.

I'm positive.

You can--

you can kiss.

Yeah.

- Oh, you're going to be

a good mommy.

- You sure you

want to do this?

- Donna, I'm broke.

I'm not qualified

to do anything else.

- You don't have any rich

New York friends

that can get you a job?

Isn't that how it works?

- I never really had

any friends.

- You look very pretty

in your uniform.

Thank you.

You look nice, too.

Do you know how

to make a bed?

- Of course, Donna.

What do you think I am,

a moron?

- No.

I just thought maybe

it was beneath you.

- I must have been

such a jerk before.

- You weren't a jerk.

You had a lot of money.

And it's human nature

for people to think they're

above this kind of thing.

- Yeah, well.

When you hit rock bottom,

there's nothing really

beneath you is there?

- Rock?

Yeah, ha-ha.

Rock.

Sucks. Sucks.

Sucks. Sucks.

This piece sucks, too.

I hate this piece.

- Hey, Sally!

- Yeah.

- I can't stand the lines

you're draw--

they're too thick.

I asked you to draw

a nice precise line

over the lines

that I already drew.

You're my assistant,

you've got to assist me.

You've got to help me do it.

Just a nice thin line.

Loosen your hand.

Draw the line.

- Yeah, yeah.

I mean, I know.

I just thought for this one,

the thicker line looked

a little bit better.

- Sometimes I want to

punch you in the face.

- I'll do it good.

I'll try--

- I don't care.

I don't care. It sucks.

Sometimes...

Alright, Sally.

Sally, bring me the pink.

Bring me the pink paint.

Uh, face color.

Nat--

uh, you know, face.

Face.

Sometimes I want to

punch you in the face.

Sometimes

i want to punch you--

- get over here and bring

me that f***ing paint!

Sometimes I want to

punch you in the face.

Good.

Good.

- Housekeeping.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- No, no, no, no.

You can come in now.

I will sit on the floor.

I won't be in your way.

That's okay.

I can just give you

these clean towels.

- Look, I have no

need for clean towels.

I'm going to pay you

to come in and clean.

I will sit on the floor.

I will do my stretches,

my kegel exercises.

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