HONEY # 10

...continuing on from HONEY # 9

213 INT. EN SUITE BATHROOM/BEDROOM. NIGHT

DANIEL throws toiletries into his duffle bag. HELEN is angry.

HELEN
Look at me, fuck you!

DANIEL turns, faces her; makes a quizzical “And?” gesture. HELEN
shakes her head, makes an “I give up” gesture.

DANIEL
What the fuck am I supposed to see?

HELEN
You’re fucking blind, Daniel.

DANIEL
But not psychic! Sorry darling.

HELEN slaps DANIEL hard across the face.

HELEN
Fuck off.

DANIEL
Request granted.

DANIEL tries to push past HELEN. She blocks his way, takes his head in
her hands, forces him to look at her.

HELEN
Why do we do this?

DANIEL looks away. HELEN pulls his head around again, kisses him,
lightly at first, then passionately – her eyes open. DANIEL has his
eyes closed. The kiss comes to an abrupt end.

HELEN
Why don’t you look at me when we kiss? (A BEAT) When we make love?

DANIEL does not want to have this conversation. He walks past HELEN,
throws clothes into his duffle bag.

HELEN goes to the walk-in cupboard, takes out the plastic bag with his
climbing shoes and bag of chalk in it, extracts both, hands them to
him, speaks calmly.

HELEN
If you’re going to run away you’ll need these.

214 INT. JASPER’S ROOM. NIGHT

JASPER looks out the window at DANIEL, in the street, kick-starting
his Harley and driving off.

HELEN (voice off)
I’m sorry…

JASPER turns, looks at HELEN standing in the doorway.

HELEN
…you had to hear that.

JASPER stares at HELEN, says nothing. HELEN sits on the edge of
Jasper’s bed, pats it: “Come here?” JASPER shakes her head.

HELEN
Honey’s a survivor. She’ll be okay.

JASPER
Being okay’s not enough.

HELEN nods in agreement. Tears well in her eyes. JASPER walks up to
her, puts her arms around HELEN – her mother’s head against her chest;
strokes HELEN’S hair.

215 EXT. CITY STREETS/DINING ROOM/JASPER’S ROOM. NIGHT

In a MONTAGE, with violin concerto music over:

- DANIEL searches for Honey on his Harley.
- HELEN repairs her damaged photo albums in the dining room.
- JASPER in her bedroom, eyes closed, prays for Honey.
- DANIEL makes his way to the rocks overlooking the ocean.
- HELEN picks up her mobile phone.
- HONEY buys a small petrol can in a service station, walks to a
bowser, unscrews the cap.

216 INT/EXT. FRONT DOOR. NIGHT

HELEN opens the door to JASMIN. In her arms (head on shoulder) a
sleeping girl about three years old.

HELEN
Shit! I’d forgotten that you had kids…

217 EXT. PARK. NIGHT

HONEY sits in a park; the can of petrol between her legs. She unscrews
the lid, takes matches from her pocket.

218 INT. DINING ROOM. NIGHT

JASMIN lays ABIGAIL on the sofa to sleep.

HELEN
Sorry to do this to you…

JASMIN
It’s okay. Donald’s with his dad and Abbie is used to…this is her ‘normal’.

219 EXT. PARK. NIGHT

HONEY lifts the can of petrol to head level; stares at it.

220 DINING ROOM. NIGHT

HELEN, glass of wine in hand, sits with JASMIN on a white leather
couch. ABIGAIL is asleep on another couch.

HELEN
Lost. (A BEAT) In a word. (A BEAT) And with not a map in sight.

221 EXT. PARK. NIGHT

HONEY sits with the can poised above her head, readying to pour petrol
on herself. Her mobile rings. She looks at it for a long moment, puts
down the petrol can, picks up her mobile.

HONEY
Hello…Daniel…Sorry I fucked your life up…I…

DANIEL (telephone)
Honey, listen to me…

HONEY
Okay.

DANIEL (telephone)
Yes, I have thought of stepping into space and going to live with the
angels in eternity…if I was alone in the world…but I could never break
the hearts of the angels I would leave behind. Please don’t break my
heart, Jasper’s heart. (A BEAT) Helen’s heart. You are not alone,
Honey.

HONEY
Do you think you could ever love me as much as you love Jasper?

222 INT. DANIEL’S STUDIO. NIGHT

DANIEL, mobile at his ear, can’t answer this question.

HONEY (telephone)
I’ll be OK. (A BEAT) Don’t worry about me. (A BEAT) Promise.

DANIEL
Promise.

223 EXT. PARK. NIGHT

HONEY flips the mobile phone shut, stares at the box of matches in her hand.

224 INT. STUDIO. NIGHT

DANIEL sits at a table, staring at his climbing shoes and bag of
chalk, fingers rapping nervously on the table surface.

225 DINING ROOM. NIGHT

HELEN and JASMIN sit together. HELEN, a little tipsy, refills her
glass with Brandy as JASMIN puffs on a joint.

HELEN
I don’t know what I want! (A BEAT) I’m not even sure what I don’t want.

JASMIN laughs, holds the joint out to HELEN.

HELEN
Will it make me go crazy?

226 EXT. PARK. NIGHT

HONEY lights a match, stares at it.

227 INT. SHED. YOUNG HONEY’S HOME. NIGHT

HONEY’S MOTHER, a lit match in her hand, looks up at:

YOUNG HONEY screaming on the other side of the upstairs window,
looking down at her mother.

228 INT. DANIEL’S STUDIO. NIGHT

DANIEL stares at his climbing shoes, bag of chalk. His fingers rap
nervously on the table as he smokes a cigarette.

229 DINING ROOM. NIGHT

HELEN, little stoned now, photo album in her lap, surveys the half
dozen photo albums laid out on the couch and table.

HELEN
Do you think I’m a bit obsessive?

JASMIN smiles, raises her eyebrows.

HELEN
You don’t have to answer…truthfully.

JASMIN
Does my bum look big in this?

HELEN bursts out laughing.

230 INT. DANIEL’S STUDIO. NIGHT

DANIEL takes a last puff on his cigarette, stubs it out, takes another
cigarette from the packet, puts it in his mouth, lights a match. He
looks at the burning match as the flame makes its way closer and
closer to his fingers. He blows the match out, crumples the unlit
cigarette, picks up his climbing shoes and bag of chalk and walks to
the door.

231 EXT. OLD FACTORY. NIGHT

DANIEL walks from the front door to a garbage bin, opens the lid,
throws his climbing shoes and bag of chalk into it.

232 INT. DINING ROOM. NIGHT

HELEN is more than a little stoned and drunk now.

HELEN
The only thing I’m sure of is that I don’t want to never know what I want!

JASMIN smiles.

HELEN
At least I think I’m reasonably sure!

JASMIN laughs.

233 INT. STUDIO. NIGHT

DANIEL picks up his mobile, punches in a number. HELEN appears on the
LCD screen. He sees something moving through the window, cancels his
call, walks to the window, sees HONEY standing in the parking lot,
arms bleeding, staring blankly at him.

234 EXT. OLD FACTORY. NIGHT

DANIEL walks up to HONEY, takes her hand, leads her to the entrance.

235 INT. DANIEL’S STUDIO. NIGHT

HONEY glares fearfully at her shoulder, madness in her eyes as DANIEL
bandages her arms.

DANIEL
There is no Green Goblin, Honey.

HONEY
I know, but I can see him. Hear him. I know he’s not real (A BEAT) But
what’s real?

DANIEL
Me. Here. Now.

HONEY stares at DANIEL with unseeing eyes.

DANIEL
Right?

HONEY is not sure. She looks at her hand.

HONEY
Is this my hand? I know it is my hand but…it’s not my hand.

236 INT. DINING ROOM.NIGHT

HELEN and JASMIN, stoned, sit on the white ‘leather’ couch – trying to
look into each other’s eyes without laughing. JASMIN moves her head
close to HELEN’S as if to kiss her.

JASMIN
What do you see?

HELEN
Your lips, your nose, your eyes.

JASMIN moves closer, her lips now an inch from HELEN’S.

JASMIN
And now?

HELEN
Just your eyes.

237 INT. DANIEL’S ‘LOFT’. NIGHT

HONEY, fully dressed, lies on the futon looking at DANIEL, sitting
beside her, covering her with a sheet.

HONEY
Ted?

DANIEL hands HONEY her blue teddy bear. HONEY holds it close.

DANIEL
You going to be OK?

HONEY nods, reaches out with her hand, takes DANIEL’S, holds it tight,
looks directly into his eyes.

DANIEL
I’m just downstairs, OK?

HONEY shakes her head, doesn’t want him to leave her. DANIEL tries to
disengage his hand from HONEY’S. She resists. DANIEL strokes her hair
gently, disengages his hand, stands.

...to be continued