Bonnie and Clyde Page #5

--it's just that I don't see no

percentage in it.

(MORE)

10.

CLYDE (CONT'D)

I mean there's nothin' wrong with

me, I don't like boys.

BONNIE doesn't know what she thinks, and CLYDE is trying to

gauge her reaction--whether she feels rejected or repelled.

In fact, it's both--along with a little latent fascination.

BONNIE:

(finally, spitting

out smoke)

Boy...boy...boy...

CLYDE:

(a little annoyed)

Boy, what?

BONNIE:

Your advertising is dandy. Folks'd

just never guess you don't have a

thing to sell.

(a little afraid)

You better take me home, now.

CLYDE:

(getting back into car)

Wait!

BONNIE:

Don't touch me!

She gets out of car, leaving CLYDE draped across the front

seat, reaching after her.

CLYDE:

(almost shouting)

If all you want's stud service,

then get on back to West Dallas and

stay there the rest of your life!

This stops her. Now CLYDE pours it on, with an almost

maniacal exuberance that becomes more controlled as he gets

control of BONNIE.

CLYDE:

But you're worth more'n that, a lot

more, and you know it, and that's

why you come along with me. You

could find a lover boy on every

corner in town and it doesn't make

a damn to them whether you're

waiting on tables or picking

cotton, so long as you cooperate.

But it does make a damn to me!

11.

BONNIE:

(turning, intrigued)

Why?

CLYDE:

Why? Because you're different!

You're like me and you want

different things.

BONNIE is hooked now.

CLYDE:

(continuing)

You and me travelin' together, we

could cut clean acrost this state,

and Kansas, too, and maybe dip into

Oklahoma, and Missouri or whatnot,

and catch ourselves highpockets and

a highheeled ol' time. We can be

somethin' we could never be alone.

I'll show you...when we walk into

the Adolphus Hotel in San Antone',

you wearin' a silk dress, they'll

be waitin' on you and believe me,

sugar, they're gonna know your last

name.

He stops, having begun to woo her to something more intense

than a casual, physical coupling.

BONNIE:

When'd you figure that all out?

CLYDE:

First time I saw you.

BONNIE:

How come?

CLYDE:

(intensely, with real honesty)

'Cause you may be the best damn

girl in Texas.

Close-up. BONNIE.

BONNIE:

Who are you, anyway?

CUT TO:

12.

INT. ROADSIDE CAFE. BONNIE AND CLYDE. DAY.

BONNIE and CLYDE seated in booth, now C.U. CLYDE. The sound

track bridges the scene: the question that BONNIE has just

asked is now suddenly rebutted by CLYDE, as he points a

finger at her.

CLYDE:

(not answering her,

preferring to lead

the conversation)

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