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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