Nothing But a Man Page #3

FRANKIE:

Well, if it ain't Duff!

JOCKO:

How you doin'?

(to Josie; with

a bit of a leer)

Hi there!

JOSIE:

Hi.

JOCKO:

Mind if we sit down?

DUFF:

We was just leavin', fellows.

FRANKIE:

Let's go, Jocko. The man's got homework.

JOCKO:

(leaving)

See you, Duff.

DUFF:

Yeah, see you in hell.

Frankie follows Jocko out of the frame.

JOSIE:

They must work on the section gang.

DUFF:

That's right.

JOSIE:

Well, they seem just like everyone else.

DUFF:

Hell, baby, I bet you think we got tails.

FRANKIE'S VOICE

(off-screen)

We do!

Frankie and Jocko have occupied the adjoining table and are grinning at them.

Duff gets up, camouflaging his irritation.

DUFF:

Come on, baby.

He ushers Josie out. Frankie looks after them.

FRANKIE:

School teacher! My nappy head!

INT. RIDDICK'S OLD CONVERTIBLE (Night)

Duff has parked on a country road.

JOSIE:

I guess it's hard working on the road like that.

DUFF:

Damn few places you can make eighty bucks a

week.

JOSIE:

I mean, you're kind of cut off, aren't you?

DUFF:

That's fine with me. Keeps me out of trouble.

JOSIE:

How d'you mean?

DUFF:

Well, I don't get on so well most places.

JOSIE:

I see. That beer made me dizzy.

Duff is looking at her.

DUFF:

You got a lovely face, kid. Ain't too often I

get to meet a girl like you. Hell--

He kisses her, but releases her very quickly.

DUFF:

Baby, how many times' you been kissed?

Josie takes a moment to collect herself.

JOSIE:

Well, let's see now - not counting tonight ...

must be about twenty-eight times.

DUFF:

(with a grin)

You got a problem all right.

Someone moves in back of her. A white man in his early twenties has emerged

from the dark and looks down at them.

WHITE:

(with a smile)

Hi.

The voice of a second white man calls from off screen.

SECOND WHITE:

They doin' anything?

WHITE:

(calling back)

Nah, nothin'!

DUFF:

Get out of here!

JOSIE:

(frightened)

Don't Duff--

WHITE:

Relax, man!

The second white man joins him.

SECOND WHITE:

What's goin' on?

He shines his flashlight into Duff's face.

DUFF:

Cut that out!

The white man shines the flashlight across Josie's breast.

DUFF:

(very tense)

I said:
Cut it out!

WHITE:

Don't start no trouble, boy!

SECOND WHITE:

Let's go! That's the preacher's girl. Mess with

him and you got old man Johnson on your back.

Come on.

The white men leave.

JOSIE:

Let's go, Duff.

DUFF:

Take it easy.

We see that he has a knife in his hand. He closes and pockets it.

The white men drive off, whooping and beating on the side of their car.

DUFF:

Don't sound human, do they?

INT. MOVING CAR (Night)

Duff is driving through the center of town.

DUFF:

How come you stay 'round here?

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