STAY Page #2
SAM:
For the flies it is.
HENRY:
I remember them trying to crawl
when they were on fire.
Henry is silent for a moment. He coils the string so tightly
around his finger that the tip of his finger turns bright
red.
HENRY (CONT'D)
Maybe Hell is the place where all
the bad things you've done come
back to get you.
Another pause. Sam points at Henry's finger.
SAM:
You're cutting off the circulation.
HENRY:
SAM:
You were a kid. Kids are cruel.
HENRY:
I'm not talking about the flies.
6.
SAM:
What are you talking about?
Abruptly, Henry stands, knocking over his chair in the
process. He bends down to pick it up.
HENRY:
Sorry. I better go.
SAM:
Are you sure? I feel like we're
just getting started.
HENRY:
No, no, I better-
Henry looks out the window.
HENRY (CONT'D)
We'll have hail this afternoon.
Sam watches him leave and then stares out the window. The sky
is bright blue.
EXT. RIVERSIDE PARK -- AFTERNOON
The sky is still blue on this beautiful autumn afternoon. Sam
and Lila, on rollerblades, slowly roll down the promenade
overlooking the Hudson River. Lila holds Sam's hand,
steadying him.
Lila is obviously skilled; Sam is obviously a beginner. He
wears a helmet, kneepads, and elbow pads over his long-sleeve
tee-shirt.
.
LILA:
Don't lean forward too much.
SAM:
Okay.
LILA:
Try to relax. You're too tense. Try
to get the rhythm. You want it to
feel natural.
SAM:
I have wheels strapped to my feet.
There's nothing natural about it.
Two kids on rollerblades whiz by the couple. Sam, trying to
get out of the way, nearly falls.
7.
One of the kids begins skating backwards. He nudges his
friend and imitates Sam's spastic motions. Both of them laugh
and zoom away.
SAM (CONT'D)
Ha ha, you little bastards.
LILA:
We don't have to do this, you know.
It's supposed to be fun.
SAM:
I'm having fun.
He lets go of Lila's hand and tries to skate in the manner of
Eric Heiden, pumping his legs with one hand behind his back,
going faster and faster.
LILA:
Sam...
Sam, now out of control, begins speeding downhill.
SAM:
Ahead of him, the path forks left and right. He won't be able
to make the turn at this speed.
At the last second, Sam grabs onto a lamppost. He spins
around the post and flops into a bush.
LILA:
(catching up)
Sam? Sam?
Sam lies on the ground, catching his breath. He's covered
with leaves and dirt.
LILA (CONT’D)
You okay?
Lila crouches beside him and begins checking him for injuries
with the practiced skill of a nurse.
SAM:
I'm fine, I'm fine.
LILA:
That was impressive.
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