MY GIRL Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1991
- 102 min
- 1,766 Views
VADA:
Wanna play?
ARTHUR:
No, I gotta go to the cemetery, keep your
head up. Don't look at the ball, look at me.
Arthur grabs ball and begins to dribble it properly as a
demonstration
See. You were looking at the ball. All right?
Keep your head up. Gimme some skin,
They both give each other five i.e. Slap each others hands,
Arthur exits. Vada continues bouncing the ball, which
accidentally veers off and goes down the stairs into the
basement
SCARY MUSIC:
Vada goes very slowly down the stairs, and peeks round the
corner, she is clearly very scared of the basement and the
corpses contained in it, she then rushes down and grabs the
ball. As she turns around, Shelly, who is upstairs walking
through the house and sees the door ajar, slams it shut
unaware that Vada is down there. Vada runs up the stairs and
tries to open the door, she can't, drops the ball and starts
to yell out for help and bang on the it. Shelly hears the
noise and comes to the door. Vada, overcome with fear, sits
on a step, covers her ears and begins to sing doo-wah-diddy-
diddy. Shelly yanks the door open and sees Vada crouched on
the step
SHELLY:
Vada? VADA?? What happened??
VADA:
(extremely frightened and
timid)
My ball, I lost my ball.
SHELLY:
(picking Vada up onto her
feet)
Come on sweetie.
The two exit the scene
SHELLY PUTTING MAKEUP ON DEAD LADY, BASEMENT OF SULTENFUSS'
HOUSE:
SHELLY:
Excuse me Harry?
HARRY:
Uh huh?
SHELLY:
Could you take a look at Mrs. Porter?
HARRY:
Yeah.
Harry gets up from his desk, moves over to Mrs. Porter and
observes Shelly's work, he looks unimpressed
Didn't I give you a picture of what she
looked like?
SHELLY:
Yeah,
(searches pockets, eventually
pulling out a photo)
Harry compares photo with Mrs. Porter's face
SHELLY:
You don't like it?
HARRY:
This was the Reverend Porter's wife, you have
her looking like a two dollar hooker.
SHELLY:
(a little offended)
I think she looks nice! Her lips are very
thin so I used the gloss to give them a more
sensual quality, and her eyes just needed a
little definition, and her hair, I'm sorry,
nobody wears this hairdo anymore in 1972.
HARRY:
She did. This photo was taken a month ago at
the church food drive.
SHELLY:
I just wanted to get past this "old school
Marm" image.
HARRY:
That wasn't an image. She WAS an old school
Marm.
(beat)
Fix it.
Harry begins to leave
SHELLY:
Harry?
(Harry stops and turns
around)
I was just wondering, if there is anything
wrong with Vada.
HARRY:
What do you mean??
SHELLY:
Well the other night at dinner...
HARRY:
Oh that, she just likes to play.
SHELLY:
I don't think so, I think she's confused
about death.
HARRY:
She was raised in a funeral home, she knows a
thing or two about it.
SHELLY:
Harry, I really think she.....
HARRY:
(annoyed)
She's a perfectly happy eleven year old girl,
look, don't give me any advice about my
daughter, okay?
OUTSIDE FRONT OF HOUSE, VADA AND THOMAS J ARE TURNING A
SKIPPING ROPE AND PHIL IS JUMPING IN IT PUFFING AWAY, VADA &
THOMAS J ARE SAYING A RHYME THAT GOES WITH SKIPPING GAMES,
VADA:
There's Shelly!
Vada and Thomas J stop turning the rope leaving Phil
standing there exhausted, and run over to Shelly's camper,
Shelly gets out
SHELLY:
Hi.
VADA:
Can we look around in your camper?
SHELLY:
Sure. I'll give you the royal tour.
Vada and Thomas J rush inside the camper
(surprised at Vada and Thomas
J's eagerness to get inside)
Woah! Gosh!
Thomas J seats himself at the drivers seat and makes "vroom
vroom" noises, Vada sits at the table, selects a book from a
small bookshelf on the side, and begins to read it
THOMAS J:
Wow, this is the coolest thing, like you
really eat and sleep here?
SHELLY:
Uh huh.
THOMAS J:
I'm gonna drive us to Liverpool.
SHELLY:
Liverpool?
VADA:
Big Ringo fan.
SHELLY:
Ohh, right. Would you like a soda?
VADA:
I would.
SHELLY:
Thomas?
THOMAS J:
Yes please.
Thomas uproots himself and sits opposite Vada at the table
THOMAS J:
What are you reading?
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