Pawn Sacrifice Page #2
BALDING MAN:
Fine. But that doesn't mean---
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REGINA:
--So I don't see the point!
BALDING MAN:
The point is--- Christ, just let me
talk to him, then I'll go...
Bobby is making a sandwich. The BALDING MAN approaches.
BALDING MAN:
Howdy doody, Bobby...
BOBBY:
Hullo.
BALDING MAN:
Remember me...?
BOBBY:
Sort of.
BALDING MAN:
I'm your Uncle Paul. From Denver.
How's school?
BOBBY:
Okay.
BALDING MAN:
Studying hard?
BOBBY:
I guess.
BALDING MAN:
Ever heard of Physics?
BOBBY:
No.
BALDING MAN:
But you're good in Math?
BOBBY:
I guess.
The man stares at him -- there's something pregnant and
unspoken in his regard -- but also somehow thwarted.
BALDING MAN:
I hear you like chess.
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BOBBY:
Yeah.
He looks around, takes a five dollar bill from his pocket.
BALDING MAN:
Here. Buy a new set. Just don't
tell your mother where it came from...
Bobby's eyes widen as he stares at the bill. The man reaches
out to HUG him, but Bobby shrinks away. Uncle Paul frowns,
settles for patting Bobby on the head and then walks away.
A heated discussion of Zionism, the Rosenbergs. Bobby wanders
past, looks out the window. The DARK SEDAN is still there.
Regina is nearby, deep in conversation -- IN RUSSIAN.
BOBBY:
Mama-REGINA
Not now, honey.
BOBBY:
I have to talk to you.
REGINA:
Honey, it's past your bedtime.
BOBBY:
That car's down there again.
Regina's antennae go up.
REGINA:
What car?
BOBBY:
You told me to tell you... A red,
1951 Chevy, NY license plate HI62579.
Regina apologizes to her friend in Russian, kneels down.
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REGINA:
Honey, it's okay-
BOBBY:
But you told me-
REGINA:
Bobby, you remember what I said about
not letting them intimidate us?
Yes, they watch us -- because we
represent something very threatening
to them, to the status quo. You
remember what that is?
BOBBY:
(by rote)
Revolution.
REGINA:
Yes! And sometimes these bad people
want to know about our work so they
spy on us. So if someone comes up to
you on the street and asks you
questions about me, or Mommy's
friends, what do you say?
BOBBY:
(by rote)
I have nothing to say to you.
REGINA:
That's my big boy.
(to Joan)
Joanie, he's got mustard on his shirt.
He has to wear that to school
tomorrow. Soak it for me?
JOAN:
Love to.
She takes Bobby's hand and leads him away.
JOAN (CONT'D)
Bedtime for Bonzo.
She tickles as she leads him toward the bedroom
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11 INT. BOBBY'S BEDROOM - LATER 11
Bobby lies in bed, wide awake. We HEAR the noise of the
party outside -- loud conversation, boisterous laughter.
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