The Crying Game Page #3

7.

FERGUS:

Eat something, would you?

JODY:

Can't.

FERGUS:

What do you mean you can't?

JODY:

Can't eat through a canvas bag.

Fergus walks over to him, lifts the hood up so his mouth is

revealed, and pushes the sandwich toward his lips. Jody eats,

slowly.

JODY:

This is a farce, man.

FERGUS:

How is it a farce?

JODY:

I seen your f***ing face.

FERGUS:

So, what do I look like?

JODY:

You're the one about five ten with the

killer smile and the baby face.

FERGUS:

Am I?

JODY:

Yeah. And the brown eyes.

Fergus pushes the last crumbs of the sandwich toward Jody's

mouth.

JODY:

You're the handsome one.

Jody eats the last bits.

JODY:

Thank you, handsome.

FERGUS:

My pleasure.

8.

EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAY

Jude makes her way from the door toward the greenhouse. She

is carrying a pot of tea and two cups.

INT. GREENHOUSE - DAY

It is sweltering now in the greenhouse. CLOSE ON JODY'S

COWLED HEAD. The hood is drenched with sweat.

JODY:

I can't f***ing breathe, man. Be a

Christian, will you?

Jude comes into view.

JODY:

Tell him to take the hood off, honey...

Jude says nothing. Lays the tea on the ground.

FERGUS:

How did you know it was her?

JODY:

I can smell her perfume.

Jude pours out the tea.

JUDE:

See, if we took the hood off, we'd have

to shoot you. As it is, you've got a

fifty-fifty chance.

JODY:

Thought you liked me, b*tch.

JUDE:

It was fun while it lasted.

JODY:

Nice lady.

His breathing becomes labored.

JODY:

Please, man, I'm suffocating in here.

FERGUS:

Can't we take it off?

JUDE:

Have to check with himself.

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