Dewey and Darlene areROCK CLIMBING up an impossibly
treacherous surface,using just their hands (think Cruise in
MI:2), approachinga plateau; Darlene is coaching Dewey--
DARLENE
There's a crevice to your right. Dig in with your toesand use your right hand •••
DEWEY
Okay •••Here goes nothing .••
He GRASPS for his handle,stumbles and looses his balance,
dangling by two fingers--
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DEWEY
Whoa!!!
DARLENE
Hang on,Dewey!
DEWEY
Oh, I'm a'hangin' on, woman!
He hears this,and even in the midst of this near-death
experience, can't help but notice the lyrical potential--
DEWEY
(mumble-singing to himself)
"I'm a-hangin'on, woman •••Hanging off this ledge •.•Don't leaveme hanging on •••Don't...keep me on the edge •••"
Darlene gets into position,just beneath him,breaking his
moment--
DARLENE
Usemy shoulder!
DEWEY
• You sure?!
DARLENE
Just do.it,Dewey! I got a good grip •••
She CLINGS to the mountain,Dewey steps on her shoulder and
uses it toPUSH off, PULLING himself onto the top of the
mountain.When he gets there, he reaches down to Darlene.She
takes hishand and he PULLS her up with one arm.
They both catch their breath,against the backdrop ofa
beautiful sunset.
DEWEY
we make quite a team, don't we?
Darlene blushes.
DEWEY
How do youknow so much about rock climbing?
DARLENE
I don't know.I been <loin' it since Iwas a girl.
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DEWEY
I swear, Darlene,these last three
• weeks have been so..• fulland
wonderful.
DARLENE
I ain't never had a friend like you, Dewey.
They exchange meaningful looks, itseems they are about to
kiss, but they don't-- fora really, really long time-- then--
DEWEY
That's what we are.Good friends.
DARLENE
Yeah.
They are both frustrated.
DEWEY
I got a lot of pain in me,Darlene. You should know that.
DARLENE
Where does all that pain comefrom, Dewey?
DEWEY
I don't know. Maybe •••Nevermind.
DARLENE
What?
DEWEY
It's nothin' •••
DARLENE
Come on, Dewey. You can talk to me •.•
She looks in him in the eyesand he can't resist opening up--
DEWEY
I don't talk about this much •.•I had a brother, when Iwas growing up. Nate, was his name •••He passed, when we were boys.
DARLENE
I'm sorry, Dewey. How'd it happen?
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DEWEY
Freak accident. Not important.
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DARLENE
Okay.
DEWEY
Anyway, I think that maybe •..andI know this sounds crazy,but ...I guess there's a part ofme that always felt that ••• insome way ..• I was responsible.
DARLENE
Dewey, that's crazy talk!I don't know what happened, but I'm sure it wasn't your fault.
DEWEY
I cut him in half with a machete.
DARLENE
Well, did you mean to?
DEWEY
Of course not!
• DARLENE
Well, there you go!
DEWEY
I know! Accidents happen!And that's what I been tellin'myself, ever since. But then, last week •••
DARLENE
What?
DEWEY
Nevermind •••
DARLENE
Dewey, you gotta be able to open up to somebody. You can't walk through life a big ball a'mysteries.
DEWEY
Last month, my mama died while she was dancing to my song.Her inner- ear disorder kicked in,while she was a'boogyin', I guess,and she lost her balance and took a deadly tumble.
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