The Crying Game Page #13

FERGUS:

Did you ever pick your teeth up with

broken fingers?

Deveroux stares, suddenly chilled.

65.

DEVEROUX:

What's that supposed to mean?

FERGUS:

It's a simple question.

Deveroux says nothing. Fergus looks down to Dil.

FERGUS:

Come on, dear.

He holds out his arm. Dil gathers up her things and takes it.

Her face is wreathed in a smile.

DIL:

He didn't answer, honey --

Fergus walks her down the scaffolding ramp.

FRANKNUM:

Sorry about that, Mr. Deveroux.

Dil and Fergus descend from the site in the lift.

DIL:

My, oh my, Jimmy, how gallant.

FERGUS:

Shut up.

DIL:

Made me feel all funny inside.

FERGUS:

I said stop it.

DIL:

Ask me to meet you again, Jimmy.

FERGUS:

You think that's wise?

DIL:

Nothing's wise.

The lift stops with a thud.

FERGUS:

I didn't mean to hit you.

DIL:

I know that.

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FERGUS:

Kind of liked you as a girl.

DIL:

That's a start.

FERGUS:

So I'm sorry.

DIL:

Make it up to me, then.

FERGUS:

How?

DIL:

Ask to meet me again.

FERGUS:

Will you meet me again?

DIL:

When?

FERGUS:

Whenever. Tonight.

She leans forward and kisses him. Fergus hears a wail of

catcalls behind him. He watches Dil go as the lift takes him

back up to the site.

EXT. HAIR SALON - EVENING.

Fergus, outside the hair salon. Dil, inside, is throwing off

her smock and walking toward him. All the girls are smiling.

Fergus looks from Dil to the girls as they approach.

FERGUS:

Do they know?

DIL:

Know what, honey?

FERGUS:

Know what I didn't know. And don't call

me that.

DIL:

Can't help it, Jimmy. A girl has her

feelings.

FERGUS:

Thing is, Dil, you're not a girl.

67.

DIL:

Details, baby, details.

FERGUS:

So they do know.

DIL:

All right, they do.

She takes his arm as they walk off.

FERGUS:

Don't.

DIL:

Sorry.

FERGUS:

I should have known, shouldn't I?

DIL:

Probably.

FERGUS:

Kind of wish I didn't.

DIL:

You can always pretend.

FERGUS:

That's true.... Your soldier knew, didn't

he?

DIL:

Absolutely.

FERGUS:

Won't be quite the same though, will it?

DIL:

Are you pretending yet?

FERGUS:

I'm working on it.

Fergus hears a car following them, and turns around to look.

FERGUS:

There's Dave. He knew too.

DIL:

Stop it, Jimmy.

68.

FERGUS:

Am I becoming repetitious?

DIL:

A little.

FERGUS:

Sorry.

They reach her door. The car stops.

FERGUS:

Don't ask me in.

DIL:

Please, Jimmy.

FERGUS:

No. Can't pretend that much.

DIL:

I miss you, Jimmy.

FERGUS:

Should have stayed a girl.

DIL:

Don't be cruel.

FERGUS:

Okay. Be a good girl and go inside.

DIL:

Only if you kiss me.

Fergus kisses her. He looks at her open lips as if in

disbelief at himself.

FERGUS:

Happy now?

DIL:

Delirious.

She goes inside.

INT. HOSTEL - NIGHT.

Fergus walks into the room and turns on a small desk-light.

Then he hears a voice.

JUDE:

Hello, stranger.

69.

He sees Jude sitting in the corner. Her hair is now dark

brown.

JUDE:

You vanished.

He stares at her, says nothing.

JUDE:

What was it, Fergus? Did you blow the

gaff on us or did you just f*** up?

FERGUS:

Leave me alone, Jude.

JUDE:

No. That's the last thing I'll do. You

never asked what happened.

FERGUS:

I heard.

JUDE:

Eddie and Tinker died.

FERGUS:

I know.

JUDE:

Maguire and me got out by the skin of our

teeth. No thanks to you.... What you

think of the hair?

FERGUS:

Suits you.

She walks round the room.

JUDE:

Aye, I was sick of being blond. Needed a

tougher look, if you know what I mean.

She lies down on the bed beside him, takes off a black

leather glove, and puts her hand on his crotch.

JUDE:

F*** me, Fergus.

He takes her hand away.

JUDE:

Am I to take it that's a no?

70.

He says nothing.

JUDE:

We had a court-martial in your absence.

They wanted to put a bullet in your head.

I pleaded for clemency. Said we should

find out what happened first. So what did

happen?

FERGUS:

He ran. I couldn't shoot him in the back.

I tried to catch him. He made it to the

road and got hit by a Saracen.

JUDE:

So you did f*** up.

FERGUS:

Yes.

JUDE:

But you know what the thing is, Fergus?

FERGUS:

No, what is the thing?

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