The Crying Game Page #5
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- 1992
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JODY:
You lack imagination, Fergus. Think of
something more alluring.
FERGUS:
Like what?
JODY:
Like having a pint in the Metro --
Fergus laughs.
23.
FERGUS:
Having two pints in the Rock.
JODY:
Having a pint in the Metro, and Dil's
having a margarita.
FERGUS:
Who's Dil?
JODY:
My special friend.
FERGUS:
Oh, yeah.
JODY:
We got simple tastes, you and me.
FERGUS:
The best.
JODY:
But you fellas never get a break, do you?
FERGUS:
Do you?
JODY:
Oh, yes. We do a tour of duty and we're
finished. But you guys are never
finished, are you?
FERGUS:
We don't look on it like that.
JODY:
I've often wondered how you do it.
FERGUS:
Depends on what you believe in.
JODY:
What do you believe in?
FERGUS:
That you guys shouldn't be here.
JODY:
It's as simple as that?
FERGUS:
Yes.
24.
Jude enters.
JUDE:
Put that thing back on him, Fergus.
FERGUS:
He's hot.
JUDE:
Doesn't matter if he's hot. Just cover
the f***er up.
JODY:
Have you no feelings, woman?
JUDE:
You shut your face --
She pulls the hood down over him.
JUDE:
You're heading for trouble, Fergus --
JODY:
He's a good soldier, Jude.
She whacks him with a pistol.
JUDE:
I said shut the f*** up --
JODY:
INT. GREENHOUSE - NIGHT.
Jody, sitting in the hood. Fergus lifts it a bit; Jody's
mouth, with blood now in his lips.
FERGUS:
Is it bad?
JODY:
No. Not bad. Women are trouble, you know
that, Fergus?
FERGUS:
I didn't.
JODY:
25.
FERGUS:
She can't help it.
JODY:
Dil wasn't trouble. No trouble at all.
FERGUS:
You liked her?
JODY:
Present tense, please. Love her. Whatever
she is. I'm thinking of her now, Fergus.
Will you think of her too?
FERGUS:
Don't know her.
JODY:
Want you to do something, Fergus.
FERGUS:
What?
JODY:
If they kill me --
FERGUS:
Don't think that way.
JODY:
But they will. As sure as night follows
day. They have to. I want you to find her
out. Tell her I was thinking of her.
Fergus is moved. He can't reply.
JODY:
See if she's all right.
FERGUS:
I don't know her.
JODY:
Take her picture. C'mere.
JODY:
Take it. In the inside pocket.
Their faces, close to each other as Fergus searches out her
picture.
26.
JODY:
Take the whole lot. I won't need it.
FERGUS:
I told you not to talk that way --
JODY:
Go to Millie's Hair Salon in
Spitalfields. Take her to the Metro for a
margarita. Don't have to tell her who you
are. Just tell her Jody was thinking --
FERGUS:
Stop it --
The door opens. Maguire is there, with another.
MAGUIRE:
Volunteer?
MAGUIRE:
We need you inside.
Fergus walks toward Maguire and the other man walks forward,
takes his seat. Fergus, unseen by Maguire, puts the wallet in
his pocket.
INT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT.
Maguire, Jude, Fergus, and the others.
MAGUIRE:
We've had word. They've used every trick
in the book on him. He's starting to
talk. You're going to have to do it in
the morning.
Maguire lights a cigarette. Fergus looks at him and nods.
MAGUIRE:
FERGUS:
I'm a volunteer, am n't I?
MAGUIRE:
Good. I was beginning to have my doubts
about you for the last few days.
JUDE:
Not the only one --
27.
MAGUIRE:
Shut up, Jude. You best get some sleep
tonight, Fergus.
FERGUS:
Peter.
MAGUIRE:
What?
FERGUS:
Request permission to guard the prisoner
tonight --
JUDE:
You're crazy. Don't let him, Peter.
MAGUIRE:
Shut the f*** up, Jude.
He turns back to Fergus. He puts his arm on Fergus's
shoulder.
MAGUIRE:
Why do you want to do that for?
FERGUS:
Would make me feel better about it.
MAGUIRE:
You sure about that?
FERGUS:
I'm sure.
MAGUIRE:
Okay. You're a good man, Fergus.
Fergus leaves.
INT. GREENHOUSE - NIGHT.
Fergus takes his place in the chair beside Jody.
Jody begins to laugh under the hood. It turns into the sound
of crying.
FERGUS:
Don't.
JODY:
I'm sorry.
28.
The crying stops.
JODY:
Help me.
FERGUS:
How can I?
JODY:
I don't know. Just help me. Give me a
cigarette.
Fergus takes out a cigarette, lights it, and lifts up Jody's
hood so he can smoke.
JODY:
Don't even smoke, you know that? It just
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