Wild At Heart Page #4

Lula’s eyes look off, remembering.

LULA:

Finally in the middle of the one

night, with me and mama asleep

upstairs ... he poured kerosene over

himself and lit a match.

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23. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - LIVINGROOM - NIGHT

Clyde Fortune, completely engulfed in fire, races across and back the

livingroom until he collapses in a fifties modern armchair. The drapes

behind him burst in flames.

LULA:

(voice-over)

Near burned down the house. We

got out just in time.

The whole livingroom goes up in flames.

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24. INT. CAPE FEAR HOTEL - DAY

CU the red hot ash of Lula’s cigarette as she inhales deeply. As she

exhales a cloud of smoke she turns to Sailor.

LULA:

It was a year before I met you.

Sailor takes the cigarette out of Lula’s hand and puts it into the

ashtray by her bed. He pulls her to him and kisses her throat.

SAILOR:

You have such a pretty, long neck,

like a swan.

LULA:

Grandmama Pace had a long, smooth

white neck. It was like on a

statue it was so white?

Sailor drifts his thumb over Lula’s left nipple then cups her breast in

his hand. They kiss.

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25. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - DAY

Marietta pours JOHNNIE FARRAGUT another shot of scotch.

MARIETTA:

I knew this would happen. Soon as

that piece of filth got out of

Pee Dee, I knew there’d be trouble.

He’s just got some kind of influence

over her I can’t decipher. There’s

somethin’ wild in Lula I don’t know

where it comes from. You gotta find

’em, Johnnie.

JOHNNIE:

He served his time for what he did.

Another thing... If Lula went with

him of her own volition - willingly,

that is - there ain’t much can be

done about it.

MARIETTA:

Don’t talk down to me, Johnnie

Farragut. I know what volition means,

and that’s why I want Sailor Ripley

off the planet! He’s pure slime and

it’s leakin’ all over my baby.

Maybe you could push him into makin’

some kinda move and then kill him

dead. You’d only be defendin’

yourself, and with his record,

nobody’d fuss.

Johnnie pours himself another tumblerful of Walker Black Label.

JOHNNIE:

I’ll locate Lula, Marietta, and if

she’s with the Ripley boy, I’ll

give him a talkin’ to and try to

convince her to come back with me.

That’s about all I can do.

He takes a long swallow from the tumbler. Marietta begins to cry. She

blubbers for a few seconds, and then stops as abruptly as she’d started.

Her grey eyes glaze over.

MARIETTA:

I’ll hire a hit man if you don’t want

to help me stop this thing. I’ll

call Marcello Santos.

JOHNNIE:

Now, Marietta, I am goin’ to help you.

And don’t be gettin’ carried away.

You don’t want to be bringin’ Santos

and his people into it.

MARIETTA:

You’re just jealous of Santos cause

he’s sweet on me.

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