Twilight Saga: New Moon Page #22

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BELLA:

(angry as well)

Hey, they manage to survive without

hurting innocent people.

Jacob stops -- a beat as his anger is replaced by confusion.

JACOB:

Wait - innocent? -- so... you don't

care that I morph into a giant dog.

Just that I... kill people?

BELLA:

(appalled)

"Just?" Those hikers' lives mean that

little to you?

He bursts out laughing.

BELLA:

(repelled, turns to go)

Oh my God.

JACOB:

Bella -- Bella wait...

(he stops her)

We're not killing hikers. We're

trying to protect them.

BELLA:

From what?

JACOB:

The only thing we do kill: Vampires.

BELLA:

(stunned, reels)

Vampires? Jake, no --

72.

JACOB:

(steps back, bitter)

Don't worry, we can't touch your

precious Cullens - unless they bite

someone and violate the Treaty --

BELLA:

That's not what I -- you can't fight

vampires. They're too dangerous.

JACOB:

Please. We took out that leech with

the dreads easy enough.

BELLA:

You... killed Laurent?

JACOB:

(worried)

... He didn't seem like a friend.

BELLA:

No, God no. But... how?

JACOB:

It's what we do, why we exist. A few

"lucky guys" in the tribe have the

gene. If a bloodsucker moves to town,

our DNA kicks in, we reach the right

age and the fever hits --

BELLA:

(realizing)

"Mono."

JACOB:

I wish. Next thing I know, they're

telling me, this is your life now. That

future you saw for yourself? Gone.

Desolation fills him. She sees this.

BELLA:

It's bad, huh?

JACOB:

I just hate feeling... out of control.

Like maybe Sam is right; you shouldn't

be around me.

BELLA:

Like you could get rid of me.

73.

JACOB:

You've seen Emily.

That lands with her. She nods.

JACOB:

Sam lost it for a split second; Em was

standing too close -- he's still messed

up about it.

(beat)

I don't want to be that kind of

nightmare.

BELLA:

You're not like that. You save

people, right? You saved me from

Laurent.

JACOB:

Yeah, didn't mind taking him out. His

red-headed girlfriend will be fun,

too.

Bella stops, chilled to the bone.

BELLA:

Victoria. She's here?

JACOB:

We chased her all the way to the

border the other night. But she won't

stay gone. Keeps coming back -- if we

knew what she was after...

(sees Bella's face)

... What?

BELLA:

I know what she wants. Me.

SMASH TO:

EXT. FOREST HIGHWAY - DAY

A MASERATI with Canadian plates blasts down the highway at a

blinding speed --

INT. MASERATI - SAME

CLOSE ON VICTORIA, easily controlling the steering wheel

with two fingers. She speaks to someone we don't see, her

words laced with longing and fury.

74.

VICTORIA:

James hated cars. He liked being

close to the ground. But I'd steal

one occasionally, to throw him off the

scent... See, we played hide and seek

sometimes. No one can hide like me --

(grins to her passenger)

-- but no one could seek like James.

INCLUDE her barely conscious passenger, DENISE, 30's, a

pretty bleach-blonde with expensive jewelry. She's just

coming to, a bump on her head where she was knocked out.

DENISE:

What -- what are you -- ?

VICTORIA:

Some games lasted months... but we

always got hungry for each other.

(sly, to Denise)

So I'd let him find me...

Denise now lucid, looks around to SEE --

IN THE BACK SEAT her husband, MICHAEL'S BODY, well-dressed

in a turtle neck, 40's, sits upright, his head tilted

forward as if he's resting. Denise reaches for him --

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