2. EXT PRECIOUS’ HOUSE DAY
CAROL, 28, DRIVES INTO THE COMPOUND AND PARKS HER CAR AT A CORNER. SHE STEPS OUT FROM INSIDE THE CAR AND STANDS TO STARE AT THE FRONT DOOR TO THE HOUSE WITH A WARY EXPRESSION IN HER EYES. THEN SHE SIGHS GRAVELY AND SPEAKS TO HERSELF…
CAROL
God, please give me something better inside that house today. Please.
SHE HEAVES A SIGH AND WALKS TOWARDS THE FRONT DOOR. SHE STANDS IN FRONT OF THE DOOR AND KNOCKS AGAINST IT SEVERALLY WITHOUT GETTING ANY REPLIES. THEN SHE TURNS THE DOORKNOB AND THE DOOR PUSHES OPEN. SHE SIGHS AGAIN AND WALKS INTO THE HOUSE…
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3. INT PRECIOUS’ HOUSE SAME DAY
CAROL WALKS INTO THE LIVING ROOM OF THE HOUSE, A LOK OF WORRY IN HER EYES AS SHE FINDS NO ONE INSIDE THE LIVING ROOM. THE WHOLE HOUSE CLEARLY SHOWS SIGNS OF DISARRAY. PICTURES ARE STREWNED AND SCATTERED ALL OVER THE LIVING ROOM. CAROL, CONFUSION IN HER EYES, PICKS UP ONE OF THE PICTURES TO SEE PRECIOUS SMILING INTO THE EYES OF A YOUNG MAN WHO HAS HIS ARMS WRAPPED AROUND HER. THEY BOTH APPEAR QUITE HAPPY. SHE STARES AT THE PICTURE WITH THE CONFUSION MOUNTING ON HER FACE…
CAROL
What is going on here?
AS IF IN REPLY, WE SEE PRECIOUS RUSH OUT FROM INSIDE HER BEDROOM, A PACK OF PICTURES IN HER HANDS. COMPLETELY IGNORING CAROL WHO IS STANDING BY THE DOOR AND WATCHING HER, SHE DUMPS THE PICTURES ON THE FLOOR AND STANDS TO GLARE AT THEM ANGRILY. CAROL SPEAKS…
CAROL
What are you doing, Precious?
PRECIOUS
(Without looking at her) These are the men I have dated in my life! All of them men I gave my all to. And all of them ended up dumping me unceremoniously!
CAROL
(Sighs) Precious, please…
PRECIOUS
(Cuts in agitatedly) No! Don’t say anything yet, Carol. I need your help urgently.
CAROL
My help? What for?
PRECIOUS
(Speaks agitatedly) I need you to come here and help me sort out these pictures. I have a feeling all the men I have dated in my life are from the same parents or village or maybe they all had the same blood type transfused into their bloodstreams or…
CAROL
(Cuts in; sorrowfully) Precious, please. Stop doing this to yourself…
PRECIOUS
(Cuts in again) Stop talking, Carol! Just come over and help me sort these pictures out! I need to find out why all the men I have dated always end up dumping me just when I had placed all my hopes and trust in them!
CAROL, TEARS IN HER EYES, WALKS OVER TO HER SIDE AND HOLDS HER TO HERSELF AS THEY BOTH START TO SOB BITTERLY WHILE CAROL DOES HER BEST TO CONSOLE PRECIOUS. THEY BOTH CRUMBLE TO THE FLOOR AS THEY HOLD ONTO EACH OTHER AND SOB BITTERLY…
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