Affliction Page #3
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- 1997
- 114 min
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JILL:
See, I knew you'd be mad.
WADE:
Yeah. Yeah, right, I'm mad. What'd
you tell her, for Christ sake?
JILL:
I told her I wanted to come home.
Daddy, don't be mad at me.
WADE:
Well, I guess I am. I planned this,
I planned all this, you know. I mean,
it's sort of pathetic, but I planned
it. You shouldn't have called your
mother.
(takes her arm)
C'mon, we're gonna call her before
she leaves.
CUT TO:
Wade leads her to a frosted-glass door reading "POLICE",
enters. Inside, he flips on flourescent light, dials the
desk phone. More utility room than office.
He waits. There's no answer. Jill looks down.
WADE:
She's gone already!
(hangs up)
Gone already! Couldn't wait.
JILL:
Yes.
WADE:
That's all you got to say? "Yes".
JILL:
Yes.
WADE:
She won't be here for a half hour.
Think you can stand it that long?
JILL:
Yes.
WADE:
Where do you expect to wait for her?
Obviously downstairs with the other
kids isn't good enough.
Jill sits in a chair facing the dark window pane.
WADE:
Sit right there by yourself if you
want. Wait for her by yourself. That's
fine with me. Just dandy. I'm going
downstairs.
JILL:
That's fine with me too. When Mommy
comes, tell her I'm up here.
Wade Whitehouse stalks out.
CUT TO:
Wade steps outside, notices Jack Hewitt and his kewpie-doll
girlfriend HETTIE, 20, sitting in the cab of his double-parked
pickup, sharing a joint, talking to LaCoy alongside.
WADE:
I thought I told you to move that
truck!
JACK:
Relax, Chief. We're leaving. You
wanna toke?
WADE:
(steps over)
You gotta be more careful about that
sh*t. Gordon or one of those guys
sees you smoking that wacky tabacky
around me they'll expect me to bust
you. And I'll be outta a job.
JACK:
Some job. Here, have a hit. Don't be
such a hardass. I know you got
problems, but everybody's got
problems.
(offers joint)
WADE:
Not here.
LaCoy laughs:
that Jack Hewitt, some guy. Wade holds hisaching jaw. He looks at Jack's young athletic body, his pretty
girlfriend, envies him.
JACK:
Well, c'mon, then. Get in and we'll
take a little ride, my man.
Wade looks up to the window where Jill waits, walks around
the front of the truck, gets in.
CUT TO:
INT./EXT. JACK'S TRUCK - NIGHT
Jack's high-bodied pickup growls in low gear as it drives
past Merritt's Shell station toward Saddleback Ridge. Jack
lowers the radio as Wade asks him about deer season; Hettie
leans forward to hear the music.
JACK:
Got a job first thing in the morning,
first day of season. Saturday I'll
hunt for myself. Twombley something. -
Er --
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