blood didn’t congeal you could die from just one little pinprick.
SCOUT
I know that, Wayne.
WAYNE
And you would be what is known as a homophobic.
SCOUT
Honey, a homophobic is a person who does not approve of carnal knowledge between a man and a person of the same sex. I believe you’re thinking of a haemophiliac.
Sharp zoom in to closeup on Wayne. His change of expression is as fast as the camera movement. His face has turned from happy to sullen and sinister. Scout knows the signs.
Closeup on Scout, she attempts a casual smile.
Closeup on her hand, which is shaking.
Two shot.
WAYNE
(With illconcealed menace)
Is that so?
SCOUT
(A pitiable attempt to be casual)
Yes, honey, it is.
WAYNE
Is that so?
SCOUT
(Shaking now)
I believe it is, honey.
In a sudden lunge Wayne grabs Scout by the neck with one hand and, dropping the gun, pulls back his other hand, clenched into a fist and ready to strike.
WAYNE
And what d’you call a woman whose mouth is too damn smart, huh? A woman with a busted fucking lip, that’s what.
Wayne pushes Scout off the couch and on to the floor. She screams.
SCOUT
No! Please, Wayne, don’t!
Wayne drops off the couch on to Scout, straddling her on his knees. Again he grabs her neck, ready to strike. Closeup on his fingers digging into her neck.
Pan up from Wayne ’s fingers on Scout’s neck to closeup on her face, mouth gasping for air, eyes making a terrified mute appeal.
Scout’s POV of Wayne’s face directly above her, staring down, face contorted with fury.
WAYNE
You think I’m dumb, sugar? Is that it? Maybe we’d better see if your blood congeals!
Scout screams in terror.
Two shot. Wayne sits across Scout It seems that he will beat her. Instead he kisses her passionately. After a moment Scout returns the kiss and embraces him.
SCOUT
Oh honey, you scared me.
WAYNE
I know that, cotton candy. I love to scare you, because you’re just like a little bird when you’re scared.
Now it becomes sexual. Wayne stretches out on top of Scout and begins to kiss his way down her body.
WAYNE
(Through his kisses)
You like to live in a house like this, cotton candy?
SCOUT
Oh yeah, sure. Like I’m ever going to get the chance.
WAYNE
We’re living in it now, ain’t we honey? I’ll bet they’ve got a real big old bed up them stairs. Stairway to heaven.
Wayne is beginning to undo Scout’s dress.
WAYNE
How about it, cherry pie? How about we go upstairs and make some noise?
Scout pulls herself away and sits up.
SCOUT
I ain’t doing no stuff in no stranger’s bed, Wayne… Could be we’d catch Aids or something.
WAYNE
You can’t catch Aids offa no sheets.
