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She now dances with a young TRAPEZIST.
SHIV (V.O.)
And they’re rigged to screw them
over.
8.
Shiv puts his beer down, eyes on the prize.
SHIV (V.O.)
Yet the stubborn sons of b*tches
can’t stop playing.
He’s about to get up when -
Zodiac TURNS to him first, as if she sensed what he was about
to do. Her stare fixed on him.
Then she APPROACHES. Kneels in front of him.
ZODIAC:
I just had a vision. A vision about
you. You stand up and ask me for a
dance.
SHIV:
And what do you say?
ZODIAC:
I ignore you.
SHIV:
Did I happen to ask why you despise
me like I killed your mother?
ZODIAC:
I don’t despise you. You’re just
not my type.
SHIV:
And what’s your type?
ZODIAC:
Asking doesn’t help. My type would
know that.
She walks away and soon she’s dancing with someone else.
EXT. MENAGERIE - NIGHT
PANTHERS pace inside CAGE TRAILERS. Moonlight paints their
restless shadows on the floor as Shiv walks by.
SHIV (V.O.)
She’s like a puzzle without the
picture on the box...
He stops when he sees:
9.
Shrouded in darkness, Zodiac is having sex with a CIRCUS
PERFORMER against a trailer.
SHIV (V.O.)
And pieces are rigged to give an
electric shock each time you try to
fit them where they don’t belong.
SLING!
A hand UNSHEATHES a knife - the blade reflecting the full
moon - we are now at:
INT. SHIV’S TRAILER - NIGHT
Moonlight seeps in through a window, painting a square of
silver light in the dark. Shiv sits on his cot -
Cutting his arm with the knife.
Previous scars reveal this self-punishment is a common
practice for him.
Wild-eyed. SWEATING hard. BREATHING harder.
BAM! - door flies open - Ayleen bursts in - sees him.
AYLEEN:
Oh hell no.
She RUSHES over to him - STOPS his hand - struggling to take
his knife -
AYLEEN:
Gimme that!
SHIV:
I’m fine -
AYLEEN:
Fine my ass. You’re having one of
SHIV:
I’m taking care of it -
AYLEEN:
Not this way -
She manages to PRY the knife out of his hand.
10.
AYLEEN:
Good, now lie down.
She pushes his head down so he lies down on the cot.
AYLEEN:
Take a good deep breath through
your nose.
He keeps hyperventilating.
AYLEEN:
C’mon, I know you can. We’ve done
it before.
He tries to take a deep breath.
AYLEEN:
Nice and deep. Deeper.
He follows her lead.
AYLEEN:
Now gently blow the air out.
Slowly. Very slowly.
He does.
AYLEEN:
That’s it. Clear your mind. Focus
on the breathing. Nothing else.
LATER:
Shiv is still on edge, but his breathing is steadying.
AYLEEN:
Again.
Another deep breath.
LATER:
She caresses his forehead.
AYLEEN:
And slowly let the air out.
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