Smooth Talk Page #4

I ain't late, am I?

I don't know.

I told ya

I'd be out, didn't I?

Do I know you?

What?

You're cute.

What's the matter?

Don't you believe me or what?

Look, I really

don't know who you are.

Ellie's got a radio, see?

Mine got broke.

That's Bobby King?

Yeah. I listen to him all the time.

I think he's great.

He's kinda great.

Kinhda great?

Listen, the guy's great.

I mean, he knows

what's going down.

The man knows what's happenin'.

So, what's all this stuff

painted on your car?

Can't you read?

That there's my name,

to begin with.

I wanna introduce myself.

I'm Arnold Friend,

and that's my real name,

and that's what

I wanna be to you.

A friend.

Inside the car there,

that's Ellie Oscar.

He's very definitely kinda shy.

And over here,

right down here...

This here's a secret code.

But I'm gonna let you in on it.

Thirty-three.

Nineteen.

Seventeen.

What?

This ain't definitely

no secret code here.

Oh, God.

Round the other side,

there's a lot more.

Wanna come see 'em?

Why should I?

Well, don't you

wanna see everything?

Don't you wanna go for a ride?

Kinda doubt it.

Why not?

I got things to do.

Like what?

Things.

Connie... you're not telling the truth.

Today's your day set aside to go

for a ride with me, and you know it.

That's what you think my name is?

It's Connie.

Maybe and maybe not.

Definitely maybe.

I know my Connie.

I've been watching you.

Me and Ellie come out here

especially for you.

Now, Ellie can sit in the back seat.

How about it?

Where?

Where what?

Where are we going?

Well, just for a ride,

Connie, sweetheart.

I see.

So now I'm Connie sweetheart?

Yeah.

I know your name

and all about you.

I took a real special interest in you.

Such a pretty girl.

I found out all about you.

Like I know your parents

and your sister are gone somewhere.

I know how long

they're gonna be gone.

And I know who

you were with last night.

And you got one best friend.

Her name is Laura.

'Cause poor old Jill, well...

Jill's out now.

Am I right?

How'd you find all that out,

the stuff you just told me?

Listen.

Laura Condon, Jill O'Mara,

Tony Fitch, Jeff Toussaint,

Raymond Stanley

and Eddie Hunter.

You know all those kids?

I know everybody.

Look, you're just kidding.

You're not really from around here.

Sure, I am.

You seen me before.

You just don't remember me.

I guess I'd

remember you if I saw you.

Yeah?

What are you worried about?

You're not worried about your hair

blowing around in the car, are you?

That's not it.

You think I maybe

can't drive so good?

How should I know?

You are a hard girl to handle.

How come?

Don't you know

I wanna be your friend?

Didn't you see me put my sign up

in the air when you walked by?

How old are you?

That's a crazy thing to ask.

Can't you see I'm your own age?

Like hell you are.

Maybe a couple years older.

I'm 1 8.

Eighteen.

Him, he's crazy.

Ain't he a riot?

He's a nut.

A real character, that one.

He's kinda strange.

She says you're kinda strange!

Kinhda strange?

Look...

Maybe you two better go away.

How come?

It's Sunday.

Don't you know

it's Sunday all day?

And Connie, no matter

who you were with last night...

...today you're with Arnold Friend,

and don't you forget it.

Maybe you'd better

step on out here.

No, I got things to do.

Maybe you two better leave.

I'm not leaving

till you come with me.

Like hell I am.

My father's coming home.

No, he ain't.

He's at the barbecue.

Twelve miles,

as the crow flies.

They're all out on the patio now.

Right now, they're drinking.

Sitting around.

Yeah, sitting around.

There's your sister in her party dress

and her red high heels... poor old thing.

She ain't nothing like you, Connie.

Your mother's helping some fat woman

with the corn. They're...

They're cleaning the corn...

No, they're husking the corn.

What fat woman?

How do I know what fat woman?

I don't know every

goddamn fat woman in the world.

I don't like 'em fat.

I like 'em the way you are.

There's not a one of 'em

that's like you.

You're special.

I saved my whole

Sunday afternoon just for you.

So what we're

gonna do now is this.

You're gonna come on out that door,

and we're gonna sit up front.

Ellie can sit in the back.

I mean,

to hell with Ellie, right?

This isn't Ellie's date.

You're my date.

I'm your lover, Connie.

You're my what?

Yes, I'm your lover.

You don't know

what that is, but you will.

I know that, too.

I know all about you.

It's real nice.

And you couldn't ask for nobody

better than me or more polite.

I always keep my word.

And I'll hold you so nice and tight,

you won't need to think about anything,

or pretend anything,

and you won't even wanna get away...

...even if you're scared.

Hell, everybody's scared the first time.

That's why I'm so specially nice.

I come along just

when you need a friend.

And I'll come inside you

where it's all secret and I'll whisper...

Shut up.

You're crazy.

People don't talk like that.

You're crazy.

Why lock it?

It's just a screen door.

What's a screen door between us?

It's nothing.

I mean, glass is nothing,

and wood and iron, and anything else.

It's nothing when

you need somebody.

I mean, what if this place

got all lit up by fire?

Well, think of that.

You'd come runnin' out here

and safe into my arms...

...like you knew I was your lover

and stop fooling around.

So look at it that way.

This place is on fire now.

You're not saying these things.

Nobody talks like that.

What do you want?

I want you, Connie.

I want you so bad.

What?

I seen you that night

and I said...

"Oh, my God, that's the one."

"That is the one."

"The very special one."

I never had to look no more.

My father's coming home.

He's coming back to get me now.

I had to wash my hair first.

No, your father ain't comin',

and yes, you had to wash your hair,

and you washed it for me.

It's nice and shining and all for me.

You want me to pull out the phone?

Shut your mouth

and keep it shut!

This ain't none of your business.

You know, if I call the police,

they're gonna get you.

The plan is not to come in the house,

where I don't belong,

but for you to come out here to me,

the way you should.

You're crazy.

Who are you?

You're crazy.

I can't hear you, Connie.

I mean, let's just stop

fooling around.

You want that telephone pulled out?

I told you to shut up, Ellie!

You're deaf,

you get a hearing aid!

You're blind,

you get a cane!

Now, this girl's no trouble,

so Ellie, lay off!

I mean, this ain't your date, right?!

Don't worry about him, honey.

He's a...

He's a creep, he's a dope.

You know that old lady down the road,

the one with all them chickens?

You know her?

She's dead.

Dead? What, you know her?

She's dead.

- Don't you like her?

- She's dead.

- She isn't here anymore.

- You don't like her.

You got something against her,

some grudge or something.

Mom.

Mommy.

What do I do now?

I'm patient, honey.

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