Heavenly Creatures Page #3

Pauline shakes her head.

MRS. COLLINS

Good! You can come here and pair up with Juliet.

Pauline reluctantly comes up to Juliet's table.

SERIES of SHOTS showing VARIOUS GIRLS sketching their partners. Most of

the posing girls are seated in contrived positions with rigid grins on

their faces. Mrs. Collins patrols the class, commenting to different

girls.

MRS. COLLINS

You might want to change the colour- make it a bit darker . . . that's

very nice, Joan.

PULL BACK. . . to reveal Pauline's "pose" . . . slumped in the chair,

arms crossed, a sullen look on her face. She stares intently at Juliet,

who is drawing furiously . . . but doesn't refer to Pauline at all.

MRS. COLLINS

Good heavens, Juliet! What on earth is this???

Mrs. Collins picks up Juliet's drawing. It features an armoured knight

on horseback, fighting a dragon.

JULIET:

St. George and the Dragon.

Mrs. Collins studies the detail in the drawing.

MRS. COLLINS

Where's Pauline?

JULIET:

Oh, I haven't gotten around to drawing her yet. I was going to pop her

on a rock, but I seem to have run out room.

Juliet glances at Pauline.

JULIET:

Sorry! I don't know if you've noticed, Mrs. Collin but I've actually

drawn St. George in the likeness of world's greatest tenor-Mario Lanza!

MRS. COLLINS

Yes, I know it's very clever, Juliet, but when I set you a topic, I

expect you to follow it. Now put that down and start again!

Mrs. Collins moves on. Juliet looks up at Pauline rather grumpily.

Pauline leans forward, an intense look on face . . .

PAULINE:

(Whispers) I think your drawing's fantastic!

CUT TO:

INT. RIEPERS' HOUSE/KITCHEN - EVENINGCLOSE-UP . . . a newspaper is

unwrapped, revealing couple of fresh fish.

HONORA RIEPER is standing at her sink bench. She is 43 years old. Dark

hair, going gray. A middle-aged woman with a kind face.

Her husband, HERBERT, has just arrived home and is taking off his coat,

looking at the mail, etc. He is nearly 60 . . . 15 years older than

Honora.

The Riepers' house is clean and tidy. They are a low middle-class

family on a modest income.

HONORA:

Oh! . . . Mackerel. We'll have them for lunch tomorrow.

Herbert comes up behind Honora, gives her a peck on cheek and puts his

hand on her bum.

HERBERT:

Let's have 'em now, while they're fresh, eh, Nora?

HONORA:

playfully shoves his hand away.

HONORA:

I'll think you'll find our Mr. Bayliss is not keen on seafood. I've got

lamb chops in the 'frigerator.

HERBERT:

sighs as HONORA puts the frying pan on the stove.

young student boarder, STEVE BAYLISS, appears in doorway, nervously

clutching a record.

STEVE:

Excuse me . . . would you mind if I put my long-playing record on?

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