Sin Nombre Page #6

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room, aren’t you happy?

She doesn’t have an answer, she just senses it. He kisses

her on her mouth until she has to push him away to breathe.

He grabs her breasts with one hand, unzips her pants with the

other.

28.

MARTHA MARLEN (CONT’D)

No. Just hold me.

El Casper sighs, then lays down on her lap.

MARTHA MARLEN:

Why do you guys hang out here?

EL CASPER:

‘Cause.

MARTHA MARLEN:

Why?

EL CASPER:

Why do you care?

MARTHA MARLEN:

Dunno.

EL CASPER:

We been doing this for months and

you ain’t never asked so many

questions, until recently.

MARTHA MARLEN:

I don’t know. I guess I just

wonder what you do all day?

EL CASPER:

Nothing interesting.

Martha Marlen hesitates before asking him...

MARTHA MARLEN:

Willy... you kill people?

He stands, looking over the sea of immigrants in the train

yard below.

EL CASPER:

No.

MARTHA MARLEN:

Never? You can tell me, you know.

EL CASPER:

Not people... chavalas* and

sometimes stupid ass immigrants.

If they’re uncooperative bad things

happen. It’s their own fault.

He notices her thinking about what he just said.

29.

EL CASPER:

See this train here? This is our

train. What would you say if I

said that you and I should get on

it right now and take it all the

way to Texas? Have you ever been

to Texas?

MARTHA MARLEN:

You know I haven’t.

EL CASPER:

There’s this spot on the highway to

Houston, a gigantic field of

flowers, and the sky is all blue

with puffy clouds. It looks like

the cover of a magazine.

Martha Marlen leans on him.

EL CASPER:

We could go to Six Flags.

MARTHA MARLEN:

I have school in five hours,

stupid.

Somehow the rejection hurts him. He plays it off...

EL CASPER:

I know... I’m just playing.

(BEAT)

Sort of.

MARTHA MARLEN:

Tell me you love me.

EL CASPER:

I love you.

MARTHA MARLEN:

Tell me you’re going to stop hiding

me.

EL CASPER:

I don’t-

MARTHA MARLEN:

You do, you hide yourself from me.

EL CASPER:

You know all there is that’s worth

knowing about me.

30.

Feeling that he’s blocking her out again, her temper flares.

She climbs down.

25 EXT. BASE OF CROWS NEST - CONTINUOUS 25

El Casper follows Martha Marlen down to the base of the

tower.

Smiley sits at the bottom, smoking a cigarette. Martha

Marlen storms past him.

EL CASPER:

Wait.

MARTHA MARLEN (CONT’D)

(to El Casper)

You think I don’t know what you do?

All day with your friends?

Partying with girls, f***ing around

and stuff.

Martha Marlen looks at him, waiting for a response. El

Casper’s attention drifts O.S.

Out of the darkness, El Sol approaches them, flanked by FOUR

others.

EL SOL:

El Casper, Smiley.

El Casper freezes.

EL CASPER:

Sol, sup carnal?

EL SOL:

Sup.

SMILEY:

Sup, Sol.

El Sol takes Martha Marlen in with his eyes, appreciating her

beauty.

EL SOL:

Who’s this?

El Casper motions to Martha Marlen.

EL CASPER:

Martha Marlen, El Sol -- El Sol,

Martha Marlen.

31.

Martha Marlen greets El Sol with a certain amount of

apprehension, he shakes her hand. El Sol looks at her but

addresses El Casper.

EL SOL:

She your jaina (girl*)?

EL CASPER:

She’s... a friend.

Martha Marlen looks at El Casper trying to suppress her

surprise. El Sol looks between them both, then at Smiley,

who looks at the ground.

EL SOL:

We’re having a parla tomorrow in

the cemetery.

EL CASPER:

Word.

EL SOL:

See you tomorrow, then.

SMILEY:

Word.

El Sol starts to turn and walk away, then spins around.

EL SOL (CONT’D)

Watch your backs. It’ll be a

packed train tonight, you never

know who might be lurking in the

crowd.

El Sol spins walks into the darkness of the yards. El Casper

turns to Martha Marlen.

EL CASPER:

I’m taking you home.

MARTHA MARLEN:

‘Friend’?

El Casper feels the daggers from her eyes. He grabs her arm.

She pulls away.

MARTHA MARLEN (CONT’D)

Let go of my arm.

32.

EL CASPER:

(to Smiley)

Is it okay if I crash at your house

tonight?

Smiley nods.

EL CASPER:

Wait here, then.

El Casper runs to catch up with Martha Marlen, disappearing

into the darkness.

SMILEY:

(mimicking El Casper)

Wait here Smiley. Wait here.

In the distance, the ghostly WHISTLE of a coming train echoes

from the darkness. Smiley sits back down and starts throwing

pebbles again.

26 EXT. TAPACHULA TRAIN YARD - CONTINUOUS 26

Horacio reaches to wake Sayra, but she is already up, her

eyes red from an unrestful sleep.

El Sol and his Maras walk past them. Horacio keeps a wary

eye on them.

Orlando notices them too. He takes out a photograph of CECI

and kisses it before placing it in the bible while keeping

his eyes on them.

Again the WHISTLE echoes out of the darkness. Chaos ensues as

300 IMMIGRANTS hustle to find their groups.

Another WHISTLE blasts even louder.

Sayra watches the far end of the tracks. The FREIGHT TRAIN

emerges from the darkness, bathed in the blue-green glow.

It’s a gigantic two-engine, 30 car beast, already covered

with 100 HUNDRED IMMIGRANTS.

It glides into the train yard with a STOMACH SHAKING RUMBLE,

dividing the yard in half as it comes to a halt.

Horacio grabs Sayra’s and Orlando’s hands.

HORACIO:

Don’t let go.

33.

Fighting against the movement of the crowd towards the grain

cars, Horacio plunges into the fray.

A high-pitched POP and WHOOSH blasts from the breaks. Dozens

of immigrants flinch, jumping away from the wheels of the

train in a wave.

Horacio climbs the ladder to the roof of a car and disappears

leaving Sayra and Orlando below. They are pushed around by

others, waiting of Horacio to reappear.

His head peeks over the edge and waves urgently for Sayra and

Orlando to join him.

27 EXT. TOP OF BOXCAR 27

Sayra and Orlando heave themselves up over the edge and walk

towards the center of the car.

They are at least two stories high in the air, flanked by a

DOZEN IMMIGRANTS on the top of one car. Sayra clasps

Orlando’s hands without realizing it.

Around them immigrants run back and forth, yelling across

cars. The engine clanks into reverse, pushing cars into each

other, then settles. A silence settles over the yard as the

hundreds of immigrant wait.

Down at the back of the train, in the darkness at the end of

the station, an IMMIGRANT yells to Lucresia to bring some of

her food over...

LUCRESIA:

(yelling back)

Hell no! You come here. If I go

down there they’ll break my ass.

DONALD, forties with frazzled hair and a round face, pokes

his head over the top of the box car.

DONALD:

No train. Derailed upstate. Dozens

killed.

Horacio turns towards him.

HORACIO:

Where did you hear that?

DONALD:

Others. No train North tonight,

maybe not tomorrow either.

34.

They look at each other, commiserating. Horacio slaps his

hat in frustration. Down the line of the train, the passing

of the word “no train” is met with moans of disappointment.

Lucresia calls out that her “shop” is still “open”.

27A EXT. TAPACHULA TRAIN YARD (AKA LA BOMBILLA) - DAWN 27A

The sleeping immigrants lie in uncomfortable groups all over

the yard and train.

28 INT. SMILEY’S HOUSE - MORNING 28

Smiley’s walls are decorated with magazine pages of cartoon

characters and soccer stars. El Casper sleeps on the floor

while Smiley quietly looks through the photos on his digital

camera. He is visibly intrigued by the pseudo-naked pictures

of Martha Marlene.

Abue opens the door.

and fragile.

She looks like a living corpse, thin

ABUE:

Benito, go and get tortillas.

Casper sits up groggily, wiping his face. She notices Casper

sleeping on the floor, mutters to herself, then disappears.

Casper notices the camera in Smiley’s hands.

snatches it out and stuffs it in his pants.

Enraged, he

EL CASPER:

Don’t ever touch that again.

mine.

It’s

29 EXT. TAPACHULA TRAIN YARD (AKA LA BOMBILLA) - DAY 29

Horacio is surrounded by Sayra and SEVERAL other laughing and

amused immigrants. They all pay attention to Horacio, who

has a handfull of stones.

How much?

HORACIO:

DONALD:

60 Lempiras.

HORACIO:

What am I going to do with

Lempiras?

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