The Whole Wide World Page #2

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you look just fine.

BOB:
"He stepped closer,

"as if impelled

by a powerful fascination.

"Without the slightest warning,

"he grabbed her up

in a bear-like grasp.

"She screamed

a very un-goddess-like scream,

"and there was a sound

of ripping silk,

"as with one ruthless wrench,

he tore off her skirt.

"Goddess? Ha!

"You're Muriella,

Zahiba's dancing girl.

"This crescent-shaped

birthmark on your thigh

"proves it.

"I saw it once

when Zahiba was whipping you.

"A year ago, I saw you

with that swine.

I don't forget faces,

or women's figures."

Yeah?

Uh, hi.

I'd like to see Bob, please?

Bob?

Yes.

I'd like to talk to Bob.

Mama, somebody out here

wants to see Robert.

She can't, can she?

Who is it?

It's Novalyne Price.

Well, Robert's busy.

Hello.

Hello.

Come in.

How you been?

Hi. Fine.

Come on in and meet my folks.

[RADIO PLAYS]

Mother?

This is

Novalyne Price.

NOVALYNE:

How do you do?

How do you do?

This is my dad.

How do you do?

Hi.

[TURNS OFF RADIO]

Well, I guess we'll go

into the other room.

Have a seat.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

I can't--

Would you like something to--

Go ahead.

That's all right.

I was just going to say

that I can't stay

very long.

I've got some people

waiting for me

in the car.

Well, tell them

to leave.

I'll take you home.

Would you?

Hell, yes.

All right.

I'll be right back.

ENID:
Really, Novalyne.

[ENGINE STARTING]

You girls can go on.

Bob says he'll take me home.

So, what brought you

over?

Writing.

I wanted

to ask you a question.

I'm still getting notes

and rejection slips.

Oh...

Well, everybody gets them.

I still get them.

Yeah, but you sell.

Well, a man's got to

make a living some way.

I was writing when

you knocked on the door.

Didn't you hear me?

Do you always tell a story

as you're writing it?

It's a hell

of a noise, ain't it?

I find

if I talk them out,

hear the words,

the yarn

goes a little smoother.

Oh, so the voice

brings the words to life.

You're

absolutely right.

Absolutely.

Listen, why don't I

take you home now?

We could ride around

a while.

Okay. I'd like that.

Well, let's ride.

All right.

So, how's Brownwood?

Brownwood? I don't know.

I haven't been in months.

You haven't?

No.

I called last week.

Your mother told me

you'd gone to Brownwood.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

I could have

misunderstood her.

That must be it.

I might have been

working right then

and couldn't talk.

Oh, I see.

My folks are pretty good

about me staying at home

all the time.

Just pull right there.

That's it.

Every bastard

in this two-bit town

thinks I ought to be

out working.

That's hard on my family.

Ha. I say to hell

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