A Most Violent Year Page #5
He has a contraption on his head that is holding his jaw shut
in place. His eye is black. ABEL goes over and gives him a
tight hug. But then he ever so slightly checks himself and
places him back down on the table.
ABEL looks up and sees ANNA, standing in the corner. She is
all business. They stare at each other.
ANNA:
They broke his jaw.
ABEL:
Have they found the truck?
ANNA:
Yes.
ABEL:
Are you alright?
JULIAN:
(nods yes)
ABEL:
Have the police been here yet?
ANNA:
He was left in the middle of the
highway without a truck, they
brought him in.
ABEL:
Can you speak?
ANNA’S temper is rising.
ANNA:
Not for a couple days... Can I
speak with you outside?
ANNA heads out into the hallway. ABEL looks around a beat
then follows.
EXT. HOSPITAL HALLWAY -SAME TIME
ANNA is waiting in the hallway.
ANNA:
Did they sign the contract?
ABEL:
Yes.
ANNA:
And took the deposit?
ABEL:
Yes.
ANNA:
So it’s a go?
ABEL:
(he gives a nice nod yes)
ANNA:
Congratulations.
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ABEL:
To you as well.
ANNA:
We have thirty days?
He nods ever so slightly yes, and she gives him a knowing
smile back of equal measure. We are beginning to see that
they actually work quite well together.
ABEL:
These f***ing guys. This poor kid
has been working his ass off.
ANNA:
Do you want me to speak to my
Brother about this?
ABEL:
No...don’t talk to him or your
father.
ANNA:
This can’t continue.
ABEL:
It won’t.
ANNA:
It will if we don’t do something.
ABEL:
I’m meeting with the D.A. in the
morning.
ANNA:
Oh, f*** the D.A. He’s more
interested in coming after us than
helping us.
ABEL looks around in disapproval. She thinks this through and
then looks in at JULIAN.
ANNA (CONT’D)
It’s not fair to them. You’re at
war here.
ABEL:
No we are not.
ANNA:
Really... because they are.
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ABEL:
Well I’m not.
They look each other over. She then finally leans in and
gives him a caring kiss, she walks off.
ANNA:
And you’re going out to check on
the new house?
ABEL:
Yes.
He watches her walk away then looks back into the hospital
room. He enters.
INT. HOSPITAL EMERGENCY ROOM - DAY
ABEL walks into the room and looks at JULIAN. He looks up and
ABEL has trouble putting it to words.
ABEL:
I have to get going.
JULIAN gives a nod.
ABEL (CONT’D)
Can we get you anything?
Nods no.
ABEL (CONT’D)
We’ll pick you up when they let you
out of here.
They look at each other.
ABEL (CONT’D)
These men are cowards. Too weak to
make a living... or even fight with
their own hands, and too stupid to
think up anything else to do.
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