Twilight Saga: New Moon Page #19

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EXT. BELLA'S HOUSE (CONTINUOUS) - NIGHT

Jacob, shirtless, clings to the top of a tree which bends

with his weight. Bella opens the window, whisper-yelling --

BELLA:

What the hell are you doing?

JACOB:

Get out of the way.

He begins to swing his legs, increasing momentum. She

realizes what he's about to attempt --

BELLA:

No!

He launches himself THROUGH the window with great agility --

INT. BELLA'S BEDROOM (CONTINUOUS) - NIGHT

-- Jacob lands on the balls of his feet. Bella is stunned.

He freezes, listening for Charlie. Nothing. A bitter, self-

satisfied grin spreads on his face. It pisses Bella off.

He takes in her room.

JACOB:

I pictured your room more...

cluttered.

BELLA:

Why are you here?

JACOB:

I had to talk to you. Alone.

BELLA:

To kick me in the gut again? It was

bad before, but you made it so much

worse.

JACOB:

I know. And I want to explain.

But... I can't.

BELLA:

Then leave.

He stays put. She tries to push him but he's immoveable.

BELLA:

You're done with me, remember? Get.

Out!

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JACOB:

Bella, I literally can't explain...

She becomes aware of her hands on his bare skin and muscular

chest. The intimacy of their touch. She pulls away.

JACOB:

I broke my promise not to hurt you, I

know. But I'm trying to keep it now.

I need you to understand... even if

you don't want to see me when you find

out --

BELLA:

Find what out?

He starts to speak -- but can't. It's agonizing. She sees

he's in pain. Is concerned.

BELLA:

What's wrong?

JACOB:

I can't do it.

BELLA:

Yes, you can. I'll help you. We

can... we can leave. Leave home,

leave Sam.

JACOB:

It's not something I can run away

from.

(then)

I would run with you though. If I

could.

(beat, realizing)

Wait. Wait, I already -- I told you.

You know this -- you can guess.

BELLA:

I don't want to play games with you --

JACOB:

You have to! I can't tell you, but if

you remember - it was that day I ran

into you at the beach. I told you a

story -- come on! I told you a

story... about?

BELLA:

... about... "The Cold Ones?" You

said it was a stupid tribal myth.

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JACOB:

(pointedly)

Was it? Are the Cold Ones a myth?

She doesn't answer.

JACOB:

What else did I say?

BELLA:

That... the tribe made a treaty with

them. They can't come onto your land

and... I don't know, I don't remember.

JACOB:

Try, Bella.

BELLA:

You have to give me more. Tell me

where to look. Is there something I

should see -- ?

JACOB:

No, that's too dangerous --

BELLA:

I'll take the risk. Jacob, show me.

He looks at her, doesn't want to but knows it's the only

way. Beat.

JACOB:

Where was the last place you saw me...

the way I used to be?

BELLA:

The motorcycles - that clearing in the

woods.

He nods slowly, then turns to go. She stops him.

BELLA:

Don't go. There are dangerous things

out there; more than you know.

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