Assassins Page #4

Tired, a bit apprehensive, the Clerk gives Rath a moment

before joining him.

CLERK:

Can I help you, sir? We're just

closing.

Rath suddenly wonders what the hell he's doing here.

RATH:

I'm looking for something. I, I'm

not sure what.

CLERK:

(knows the routine)

Birthday? Anniversary?

Rath shakes his head. There's something sad about him,

but she misreads it.

CLERK:

A fight.

Rath starts to say something, but then stops. She takes

it as a yes to her question.

CLERK:

You said something you regret?

A beat. It takes Rath a moment to confess:

RATH:

Regret... Yes.

She thinks, decides on a way to get rid of him.

CLERK:

Are you really sorry?

Rath nods. He is. Finding what she's looking for, she

holds up an elegant red velvet dress.

CLERK:

Bring this home and she'll say

she's sorry. But it's expensive.

That price tag should get him out of here. A beat.

There's something oddly appealing about the moment. It's

hard to say, but Rath is charmed. Then, almost shyly...

RATH:

She's about your size. Would

you?...

The Clerk is caught off guard by this request. She is

all alone and it is getting late. Still, it'd be nice

to end the day with a sale.

CLERK:

Give me two minutes.

INT. MALL - UPSCALE WOMEN'S CLOTHING STORE - NIGHT

Rath stares out the window. There's something mournful

almost haunting about him. An old soul to be sure.

INT. UPSCALE WOMEN'S CLOTHING STORE - NIGHT

Rath scans the empty store, then checks his watch. He's

lost his mind. As he heads for the door, the Clerk steps

out. The transformation is stunning. Rath stops short,

takes in the beauty of it all.

CLERK:

What do you think?

RATH:

(soft, gentle)

It's perfect.

She can't believe it.

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