Bonnie and Clyde Page #6

I'll tell you about you.

He loves doing this and he does it well. The more he

envisions BONNIE's life, the more instinctively accurate he

becomes. She grows more and more fascinated, like a child

watching a mind reader.

CLYDE:

Lessee...You were born somewheres

around East Texas...got a big old

family, right?...You went to

school, of course, but you didn't

take to it much 'cause you was a

lot smarter than everybody else

anyway. So you just quit. Now...

(thinking, playing it

for all it's worth)

...When you were sixteen...no,

seventeen, there was a guy who

worked in...uh...

Pull back taking in BONNIE, favoring CLYDE.

BONNIE:

(fascinated)

Cement plant-

CLYDE:

Right. Cement plant. And you

liked him 'cause he thought you was

just as nice as you could be. You

almost married that guy, but

then...you thought, no, you didn't

think you would. So you got your

job in the cafe...

(getting closer to

home now, hitting

them right in there)

And every morning you wake up and

you hate it. You just hate it.

And you get down there and you put

on your white uniform-

13.

BONNIE:

(enthralled)

Pink.

CLYDE:

And the truck drivers come in to

eat greasy burgers and they kid you

and you kid them back, but they're

stupid and dumb, boys with big

tattoos all over 'em, and you don't

like it...And they ask you for

dates and sometimes you go...but

you mostly don't, and all they ever

try is to get into your pants

whether you want to or not...and

you go home and sit in your room

and think, when and how will I ever

get away from this?...And now you

know.

BONNIE is half-mesmerized by his talk. A waitress comes

with their food. A cheap, gaudy dame, she has spit curls on

each temple in the style of the times. CLYDE looks at her

and at BONNIE, who also wears spit curls. As soon as the

waitress leaves:

CLYDE:

(pointing at her hair)

Change that. I don't like it.

Without a word of protest, BONNIE immediately reaches in her

bag and takes out a mirror. She holds it up and with the

other hand, brushes back her spit curls into her hair. She

never again wears them. When she has pushed them back she

looks at CLYDE for his approval. He nods his okay. She

smiles, puts back her mirror and begins to eat her food.

She's ravenously hungry and eats with total concentration on

her plate. CLYDE doesn't touch his food, just watches

BONNIE eat for a minute.

CLYDE:

God, you're a knockout.

EXT. ROADSIDE CAFE. DAY FOR DUSK.

CLYDE and BONNIE emerge from the cafe into the early evening.

They move toward the car they have stolen. Just beyond sits

a newer model car. BONNIE is surprised to see CLYDE head

toward the newer car.

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