Wild At Heart Page #5

JOHNNIE:

Darlin’, you ain’t seein’ Santos

again, are ya?

MARIETTA:

Oh, Johnnie Farragut... Don’t you

trust your very own Marietta?

JOHNNIE:

Sorry, sweetheart. Bein’ in love

with you like I am brings out that

ugly jealous side.

MARIETTA:

Well stop worryin’ about me and

start worryin’ about how you’re

gonna get that Lula back here and

away from that murderer.

JOHNNIE:

Sailor ain’t a murderer. You got to

get off that kick. And far’s I can

tell, Sailor was entire clean prior

to that involvin’ Lula. Even there

he was protectin’ her. You oughta

be thankin’ him for that. That Bob

Ray Lemon they say was comin’ after

the both of ’em. Why am I tellin’

you this, you was around that night.

You ought to know just exactly what

happened. Sailor just got a little

too forceful is all... You remember

that night...

CU of Marietta’ eyes as she thinks back.

CUT TO:

26. INT. BAY ST. CLEMENT HOTEL - BALLROOM - NIGHT

We see Marietta standing in a carpeted hallway above the ballroom.

Dance band music can be heard in the distance. Sailor appears coming up

the hallway - slightly drunk - he carefully sets his drink on the carpet

outside the MEN’S ROOM.

Marietta’s POV of Sailor entering the MEN’S ROOM.

CU of Marietta’s glazed eyes and smiling face.

Marietta’s POV of walking toward MEN’S ROOM.

CUT TO:

27. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - DAY

MARIETTA:

Maybe I was there, but I didn’t see

anythin’. All I know’s that trash

killed a man with his bare hands.

Hands which are now prob’ly all

over my baby!

JOHNNIE:

Marietta, settle down now darlin’...

I want what’s best for her, too -

Like I said, I’ll do what I can to

bring her home.

CUT TO:

28. INT. CAPE FEAR HOTEL - DAY

Lula is standing in the bathroom of their room at the Hotel fooling with

her hair in front of the mirror. Sailor can see her through the doorway

from where he lays on the bed.

LULA:

Sailor, you are somethin’ else,

honey... When I was fifteen, Mama

told me that pretty soon I’d be

startin’ to think about sex, and

I should talk to her before I did

anything about it.

SAILOR:

But honey, I thought you told me

your Uncle Pooch raped you when

you was thirteen.

LULA:

That’s true. Uncle Pooch wasn’t

really an uncle. He was a business

partner of my daddy’s? And my mama

never knew nothin’ about me and

him - that’s for damn sure. His real

name was somethin’ kind of European,

like Pucinski. But everyone just

called him Pooch. He came around the

house sometimes when Daddy was away.

I always figured he was sweet on

mama, so when he cornered me one

afternoon, I was surprised more’n

a little.

SAILOR:

How’d it happen, peanut? He just

pull out the old toad and let it

croak?

Lula brushes away her bangs and frowns. She takes a cigarette from the

pack on the sink and lights it, then lets it dangle from her lips while

she teases her hair.

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