The Crying Game Page #9

MAN:

Got the money, Dil?

DIL:

F*** off, Dave.

DAVE:

You f***ing promised.

DIL:

Did I?

DAVE:

You f***ing did.

He suddenly jerks her roughly off the stool, spilling her

drink.

DAVE:

Didn't you? Well, come on!

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He drags her through the crowd. In the mirror, Fergus watches

them go. The barman eyes him.

COL:

It takes all types.

FERGUS:

So who's he?

COL:

He's what she should run a mile from.

FERGUS:

Then why doesn't she?

COL:

Who knows the secrets of the human heart.

Fergus suddenly stands and makes his way to the door.

EXT. PUB - NIGHT.

Fergus comes out. A black bouncer is there, but there is no

sign of Dil. He walks a few yards and hears voices down an

alley. He looks up it.

P0V - ALLEY.

We see Dil pushing Dave away. He grabs her, turns her

roughly.

DAVE:

Don't be like that --

DIL:

You heard me --

She beats his arms away. Money falls on the ground. She

staggers away from him. He picks up the money, then runs

after her.

DAVE:

Got very f***ing grand, haven't we --

He tries to pull her back.

DAVE:

Talk to me, you stupid b*tch --

They both bump into Fergus, who just stands there and doesn't

move an inch. She smiles.

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DIL:

Hi.

FERGUS:

Hi. You forgot your bag.

He holds it up to show her.

DIL:

Thank you.

DAVE:

Who the f*** is he?

DIL:

Jimmy.

DAVE:

It's him, isn't it?

DIL:

Maybe.

Dave eyes Fergus. Fergus grabs his wrists and upends him on

the ground.

DIL:

See, they get the wrong idea.

DAVE:

(from the ground)

C*nt.

Fergus puts his foot on Dave's neck.

FERGUS:

What was that?

DIL:

They all get the wrong idea.

DAVE:

C*nt. Scrag-eyed dyke c*nt.

DIL:

Charming.

Dave grabs for her ankle. She kicks his hand away. Fergus

presses down his foot. He looks to Dil.

FERGUS:

What'll I do?

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DIL:

Break his neck.

Fergus presses his foot.

DIL:

No, don't.

She bends low to Dave.

DIL:

He's going to take his foot off slowly,

David. Then you're to go home, like a

good boy. You hear me?

DAVE:

C*nt.

But his voice is softer. Fergus removes his foot. Dil grabs

his arm.

DIL:

Come on, honey.

She draws him away.

EXT. METRO - NIGHT.

They walk out of the alley.

FERGUS:

You all right?

DIL:

Yes, thank you.

FERGUS:

What was that all about?

DIL:

He wants me to perform for him.

FERGUS:

Perform?

DIL:

You know.

FERGUS:

You on the game?

DIL:

God no. I'm a hairdresser.

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Fergus looks back. Dave is rising.

FERGUS:

He's getting up.

DIL:

You can't leave me then, can you?

EXT. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE DIL'S FLAT

Fergus and Dil climb slowly upstairs.

DIL:

You want me to ask you in, right?

FERGUS:

No, I didn't --

DIL:

But I'm not cheap, you know that? Loud,

but never cheap.

There is a movement lower down the staircase. We see Dave,

holding his neck.

DAVE:

F***ing dumb dyke carrot c*nt.

Dil leans close to Fergus.

DIL:

If you kissed me, it would really get his

goat.

She tilts up her face. Fergus kisses her, tenderly.

DIL:

Now, if you asked me to meet you

tomorrow, it would really drive him

insane.

FERGUS:

Where?

DIL:

Half-five. At Millie's.

She goes in and closes the door. Fergus stands and looks down

at Dave, who turns to leave.

EXT. HAIR SALON - DAY

Dil walks out of the salon, smiling, and walks toward Fergus.

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DIL:

Give me that look again.

FERGUS:

What look?

DIL:

The one you gave me in the Metro.

Fergus takes a bunch of flowers from behind his back. She

holds them, with theatrical feeling.

DIL:

Darling, you shouldn't have.

She laughs and leans toward him and kisses him in a

classically old-fashioned way. The girls inside the salon

pull back a curtain, and they all clap.

FERGUS:

What's that about?

DIL:

They're jealous.

FERGUS:

Why?

DIL:

I wonder.

She takes his arm and walks off with him.

INT. INDIAN RESTAURANT - NIGHT.

Fergus and Dil looking at their menus. A waiter places drinks

on their table, then leaves.

DIL:

Now's the time you're meant to do

something, isn't it?

FERGUS:

Like what?

DIL:

Make a pass or something. Isn't that the

way it goes?

FERGUS:

Must be.

49.

EXT. STREET - NIGHT.

They are walking in an alleyway toward her house.

DIL:

You got a special friend, Jimmy?

FERGUS:

How special?

DIL:

You want one?

And suddenly a car drives very fast toward them, headlights

on. Fergus pulls her into a doorway to avoid it.

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