A Bucket of Blood Page #7

Leonard puffs on his cigarette -

LEONARD:

Where'd ya buy that?

WALTER:

I didn't buy it I made it.

Leonard takes another puff -

LEONARD:

(incredulous)

You...made that?

WALTER:

I said I did, didn't I!

CARLA:

I've never seen anything like this,

maybe Segal, but nothing with such...

dichotomy...

(Beat)

It's very good, Walter -

WALTER:

Honest?

LEONARD:

Well, what's it called?

Walter looks up at Leonard -

WALTER:

Dead Cat!

LEONARD:

(Beat)

Dead Cat?

WALTER:

Yeah.

LEONARD:

Well it sure looks dead enough.

Walter stands up -

WALTER:

You want to buy it, put it in the

club?

LEONARD:

You want me to buy Dead Cat?

(laughs)

It'll scare people away.

CARLA:

Don't you feel it?

Leonard and Walter look at Carla -

LEONARD AND WALTER

(simultaneously)

Feel what?

CARLA:

Don't you feel what it's giving

off? It's...presence...

come take a closer look...

Leonard gets closer -

CARLA:

Look at the detail, it's so alive,

and yet...so dead...

Carla turns the statue's face toward Leonard -

CARLA:

Look at the expression on its face...

Walter puffs his cigarette and stares at Walter -

LEONARD:

Well...why did you put a knife in

it?

WALTER:

I didn't mean to.

LEONARD:

Got carried away, huh?

Leonard inspects the statue -

LEONARD:

Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll

put it in the corner of the alcove.

If it sells, we'll split it fifty-

fifty. How's that?

WALTER:

Sure!

(Beat, then to Carla)

So I guess that means I'm an

artist after all.

CARLA:

(smiles politely)

Maybe so...

LEONARD:

I wouldn't give up your day job.

WALTER:

All that is comes through the

eye of the artist...

LEONARD:

Alright get a grip on yourself

Now since you're here why don't

you start early, the kitchen

needs cleaning.

WALTER:

Sure!

Walter heads off then turns and faces Leonard and Carla -

WALTER:

You really like it?

CARLA:

Of course...it's wonderful.

LEONARD:

I can barely contain myself.

Now chop chop!

Walter heads into the back -

INT JABBERJAW - NIGHT

The scene is happening, strange music plays in the background -

Art walks into the club - Walter passes him -

WALTER:

Did you see my cat?

ART:

Why, is he lost?

WALTER:

No, I uh...

Walter walks away -

In the alcove sits Dead Cat - a young man wearing a beret and

leather jacket inspects the work - he seems zonked out on some

chemical - Walter approaches him -

WALTER:

You like my cat?

YOUNG MAN:

Yeah...it's like out there,

you understand what I'm saying?

WALTER:

Sure. You want to buy it?

YOUNG MAN:

No man, I don't have the funds

to be buying various pieces of

artwork, you understand what I'm

saying?

Leonard approaches -

WALTER:

Sure.

The young man heads off - Walter faces Leonard -

WALTER:

People seem to like my cat.

LEONARD:

Enough already about it - get to

work!

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