Thelma and Louise Page #5

HARLAN (MAN)

Hell, no. I was just bein' friendly.

WAITRESS:

(making eye contact

with Louise)

It's a good thing they're not all as

friendly as you.

Louise understands.

THELMA:

Your name's Harlan? I got an uncle

named Harlan!

HARLAN:

You do? Is he a funny uncle? 'Cause

if he is, then he and I got somethin'

in common.

Harlan laughs. Thelma laughs, too, but doesn't really get

the joke. Louise does not laugh.

LOUISE:

(to Harlan)

I don't mean to be rude, but I've

got something I need to talk to my

friend about. In private.

HARLAN:

Aw, I understand. I didn't mean to

bother ya. It's just hard not to

notice two such pretty ladies as

yourselves.

(standing, to Thelma)

You better dance with me before you

leave, or I'll never forgive you.

THELMA:

Oh, sure. That'd be fun.

Harlan leaves, then:

THELMA:

Jeez, Louise, that wasn't very nice.

LOUISE:

Can't you tell when somebody's hittin'

on you?

THELMA:

So what if he was? It's all your

years of waitin' tables has made you

jaded, that's all.

LOUISE:

Maybe.

THELMA:

Well, just relax, will ya. You're

makin' me nervous.

Thelma knocks back her shot of Wild Turkey and holds up her

glass to the Waitress to bring her another one. The Waitress

sees her and nods. She turns back to face her friend.

THELMA:

So, Jimmy still hasn't called yet?

LOUISE:

Givin' him a taste of his own

medicine. A**hole.

THELMA:

I'm sorry, Louise. I know you're

all upset. It's just I'm so excited

to be out of the house, I guess.

(pause)

I wonder if Darryl's home yet.

LOUISE:

I wonder if Jimmy's gotten back.

THELMA:

Why don't you tell him to just to

get lost once and for all?

LOUISE:

Why don't you ditch that loser husband

of yours?

They both drift off momentarily, contemplating their domestic

problems, until the Waitress comes over:

WAITRESS:

(rolling her eyes)

This one's on Harlan.

Thelma looks over at the bar where Harlan is grinning at

her, making dancing motions. She smiles and waves at him.

Her face becomes serious again as she turns back to Louise.

THELMA:

Jimmy'll come in off the road, you

won't be there, he'll freak out and

call you a hundred thousand times,

and Sunday night you'll call him

back and, by Monday. He'll be kissin'

the ground you walk on.

Thelma's mind goes too fast for her mouth, and the speed at

which she speaks can be staggering. Louise is used to it.

Louise smiles wistfully at Thelma's assessment of the

situation.

LOUISE:

Exactly.

THELMA:

In the meantime, you said we were

gonna have some fun. So let's have

some!

She again drinks her whole shot of Wild Turkey and holds up

her glass, as the BAND strikes up a lively tune.

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