Bonnie and Clyde Page #2

CLYDE:

(mysteriously)

I tell you, I'm lookin' for suitable

employment right at the moment.

BONNIE:

What did you do before?

CLYDE:

(coolly, knowing its effect)

I was in State Prison.

BONNIE:

State Prison?

(she shows her surprise)

CLYDE:

Yeah.

BONNIE:

(herself again)

Guess some little old lady wasn't

so nice.

CLYDE:

(tough)

It was armed robbery.

BONNIE:

(sarcastically)

My, my, the things that turn up in

the driveway these days.

They reach the corner and turn. They are on:

EXT. MAIN STREET. DAY.

--a small-town street of barber shops, cafes, groceries, etc.

At the moment, it is deserted. They continue walking down

the empty street. CLYDE looks the place over. Tracking.

5.

CLYDE:

What do y'all do for a good time

around here, listen to the grass

grow?

BONNIE:

Guess you had a lot more fun up at

State Prison, huh?

CLYDE laughs, enjoying her repartee. They continue walking.

At a hydrant, CLYDE stops.

CLYDE:

(showing off, but seriously)

See this foot?

(pointing at his

right foot)

I chopped two toes off of it. With

an axe.

BONNIE:

(shocked)

What? Why?

CLYDE:

To get off the damn work detail,

that's why.

(stopping)

Want to see?

BONNIE:

(a lady of some sensitivity)

No!...

(turning a cute)

I surely don't intend to stand here

and look at your dirty feet in the

middle of Main Street.

They continue walking in silence past a few stores, each

planning what next to say.

BONNIE:

Boy, did you really do that?

CLYDE:

Yeah.

BONNIE:

You must be crazy.

DISSOLVE TO:

6.

EXT. GAS STATION. DAY.

Gas station up the block. BONNIE and CLYDE are seen leaning

against the soft drink chest, their profiles silhouetted by

the bright sun. They are drinking cokes. As they begin to

talk, the camera moves in closer to them. CLYDE takes off

his hat and rubs the cold coke bottle across his forehead.

BONNIE watches him.

BONNIE:

What's it like?

CLYDE:

Prison?

BONNIE:

(very interested)

No, armed robbery.

CLYDE:

(he thinks it a silly question)

It's...I don't know...it isn't like

anything.

BONNIE:

(thinking she's heard

proof that he's a liar)

Hah! I knew you never robbed bo

place, you faker.

CLYDE:

(challenged)

Oh, yeah?

(studies her, then

makes up his mind to

show her)

Close-up. Gun. Day. He reaches in his jacket and pulls

out a gun. The camera moves to a closeup of the gun,

glinting in the sunlight.

EXT. STREET. DAY.

The camera pulls back to show BONNIE looking at it with

fascination. The weapon has an immediate effect on her.

She touches it in a manner almost sexual, full of repressed

excitement.

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