Dog Day Afternoon Page #31

HEIDI'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

The TV is on, the kids up and racing around, neighbors pouring

beer -- An event!

HEIDI:

(on phone; excited)

Hey, Sonny! I'm watchin' it on TV!

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

What about the kids?

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

They don't know, I sent them to the

neighbors. Sonny, Jesus, it's not

like you. I can't believe, because

you never hurt anybody since the day

I knew you.

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

Heidi, I'm dying.

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

(oblivious)

I blame myself, Sonny. I notice you

been tense, like something is

happening; the night before last

you're yellin' at the kids like a

madman, believe me. And then you

wanted me to go on this ride with

the kids, this caterpillar about

from here to there - fulla one-year-

old kids. It's ridiculous. I'm not

about to go on this ride, so you

yell right there, 'You pig, get on

the f***in' ride!' Well, everything

fell outta - me - my heart, my liver

fell to the floor - you name it!

Yellin' at me in front of all those

people. Because you never talked

and I never been scared of you, never.

I think:
he's gonna shoot me and

dump my body in the river.

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

Heidi, for Christ sake, shut up!

Will you shut your f***ing mouth and

listen?!

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

(afraid)

See? You're screaming with the

language and all! A person can't

communicate with you. You become a

stranger in your own home...

ON SONNY:

he sits, dispiritedly listening to this rap: seeing her in a

clear and unambiguous light as before he saw Leon: what a

waste to live in the company of people like this!

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

...because you hurt me, God how you

hurt me. Can you imagine, marrying

another man? Did I do something to

make you do that? Did I ever turn

you down, or anything? The only

thing I couldn't do, you're gonna

laugh, is go on top - I got this

fear of high places!

(giggles)

And I let myself get fat.

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

Don't call yourself fat.

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

I know you can't stand me to say I'm

fat. Like I can't stand you being a

bank robber. I guess that's what

love is -- huh, Sonny?

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

(weakly)

Heidi - why didn't you come down

here?

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

Jesus - what - I'm afraid - I'm gonna

get shot or whatever. You oughta

see it on TV, the guns, the cops,

they got cannon, machine guns, they're

loaded with gear.

ON SONNY:

SONNY:

They're not after you, they're after

me.

ON HEIDI:

HEIDI:

Listen, it's late already when I

realize it's not just a couple of

ordinary faggots, it's just you and

Sal. I couldn't get a baby sitter.

Heidi goes on and on, but Sonny just drops the phone on the

hook. As he walks toward the rear of the bank, Sylvia, seated

atop Margaret's desk, gets off and follows Sonny toward the

Conference room. At the same time, Edna is lifting Margaret's

feet up onto a chair and Jenny and Deborah start to walk

toward the Conference room, too. Maria paces back and forth,

transistor to her ear.

Sonny walks into the Conference room. The doctor is through

examining Mulvaney. Miriam is seated across the table from

him.

DOCTOR:

Listen - I think I better take him

back for a cardiac check ...

Mulvaney waves, protesting. He's had a shot; he's rapidly

recovering.

SONNY:

SONNY:

Anything... what's wrong? Is he

gonna die?

DOCTOR:

No, I just think...

MULVANEY:

I'm okay... I'm okay...

SONNY:

You know more than the Doctor?

You're not okay, look at you. Come

on...

(to Doctor)

...let's get him out...

MULVANEY:

I'm not going. I'm okay.

As Sonny grabs him to try to help him up, Mulvaney wrenches

away. A little physical here.

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