Wadjda Page #3

WAJDA:

(laughing)

Huh, what is this, an advertisement

for mustache products?!

Abdullah smiles, composes himself and faces her with an

annoyed look.

ABDULLAH:

Smart-ass, it's a mustache so

strong a falcon could stand on it!

WAJDA:

A falcon? An airplane could land on

that thing!

Abdullah smiles but then sees a group of boys approaching. He

quickly snatches the sandwich out of her hands and runs off.

ABDULLAH:

Thanks for buying me breakfast!

WAJDA:

Hey! If it's a race you're after

don't blame it on the sandwich!

7.

She breaks into a run after him. They race through the

streets, away from the boys, switching positions in the race.

She overtakes him, snatches the sandwich and looks back,

pumping her arms in the air, relishing the victory.

Away from the other boys, Abdullah now smiles at her. He then

runs back to the billboard.

10 EXT. THE NEIGHBORHOOD STREETS - DAY 10

Wajda walks on to school eating her sandwich happily. She

continues the target practice with her beloved new rock,

aiming at several objects as she goes.

Suddenly out of nowhere, Abdullah snatches her veil as he

zips past her on his bicycle. Wajda falls hard to the ground,

her sandwich now covered in dirt. Her hair is exposed. It’s

covered in curls and colored hair clips like her Mother's,

but sloppier. Abdullah points.

ABDULLAH:

(laughing)

What is all this?

She puts her hands over her head, embarrassed.

WAJDA:

(indignantly)

It's so in fashion now.

Abdullah continues laughing. She runs furiously after him. He

dangles the veil mockingly behind him as he rides ahead.

Pitying her, Abdullah finally slows down. Wajda reaches out

and rips the veil from his hands but falls hard to the

ground, into a puddle of mud.

Abdullah stops. Wajda angrily gets up and screams at him.

WAJDA (CONT’D)

Stupid! How can I go to school like

this?

He’s about to get off his bicycle and help her when several

boys come out of a nearby store. Abdullah thinly disguises

his guilty look with a mocking smile.

ABDULLAH:

Did you really think you could

catch me?

8.

WAJDA:

(confused)

I did catch you! You and your

stupid bicycle.

ABDULLAH:

Yeah right. Now you’re late and

covered in mud. If you had a

“stupid” bicycle you could go home

and change. But you don’t, so you

can’t.

Wajda, hurt, looks up as he slowly pedals away with the other

boys, all on bikes as well, talking and laughing. They ride

in circles, challenging each other and showing off.

Wajda clutches her soaking veil, watching them all ride away

together, happy and free.

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