The Crying Game Page #13

FERGUS:

Go to sleep now.

JODY:

I don't want to sleep. Tell me something.

FERGUS:

What?

JODY:

A story.

FERGUS:

Like the one about the frog?

JODY:

And the scorpion. No. Tell me anything.

FERGUS:

When I was a child...

JODY:

Yeah?

FERGUS:

I thought as a child. But when I became a

man I put away childish things...

JODY:

What does that mean?

29.

FERGUS:

Nothing.

JODY:

Tell me something, anything.

Fergus is silent; his eyes wet.

JODY:

Not a lot of use, are you, Fergus?

FERGUS:

Me? No, I'm not good for much...

EXT. FIELDS - MORNING.

The farmhouse covered in mist. The sun coming through it.

EXT. GREENHOUSE - MORNING.

Maguire opens the door to the greenhouse and clicks the

chamber of his gun. Fergus has a gun in his hand. He checks

the chamber.

Fergus takes Jody, whose hands are still tied behind his

back, by the elbow.

FERGUS:

Stand up, now --

Jody rises. Fergus leads him through the door, past Maguire.

MAGUIRE:

I wish to say on behalf of the Irish

Republican Army --

Fergus turns with sudden fierceness.

FERGUS:

Leave him be --

He pulls Jody through the fields.

EXT. TREES - MORNING.

Fergus pushing Jody through a copse of trees, the gun at his

back.

JODY:

Take the hood off, Fergus --

FERGUS:

No.

30.

JODY:

I want to see a bit. Please, please.

Don't make me die like an animal.

Fergus pulls the hood off. Jody looks around him. He has a

cut lip where Jude struck him.

Fergus prods him on with the gun. Jody stumbles forward.

Fergus is all cold and businesslike.

JODY:

I'm glad you're doing it, do you know

that, Fergus?

FERGUS:

Why?

JODY:

Cause you're my friend. And I want you to

go to the Metro --

FERGUS:

Stop that talk now --

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