EXT. SPANISH TOWN ROAD, KINGSTON TOWN, JAMAICA. AFTERNOON
Three garbage men sit on upon their wooden seats of their 3 carts,
a dreary portrait of restrained anxiety, eyes half awake, mouths
permantly half open in prolonged asthonisment, like condemned
men.
GARBAGE MAN ON CART UP FRONT:
(cursing beneath his breath)
Oh what a life, what a
worthless, lousy, dirty life!
Their carts are full of garbage which they are taking to the garbage
belt at the end Spanish Town Road, at the edges of town where the
slum area is. Houses, huts, shops on both side of the road.
GARBAGE MAN ON CART IN THE MIDDLE:
(to a woman passing in the street)
Earrings, sister, pretty gold earrings,
two shillin’ best bargain in town.
The woman gives no notice.
GARBAGE MAN ON CART IN THE MIDDLE:
(to woman)
Don’t go, please… nice lady.
All right then, one-an-six,
take it for a shillin’, one shillin’…
GARBAGE MAN ON 3RD CART:
(to same woman now passing his cart)
Good luck charm!
Get rid of all your worries
before they get rid of you.
The woman again gives no notice. The carts begin to pass a saloon
and dance centre An amplified sound system can be heard inside.
A large sign reads:
“LULU AND SASSY’S BLUES HIDE OUT
Open every night including sundays”
Suddenly two woman into a rage with each other burst out of the
saloon on to the street. They roll over each other and causing the
carts to stop. The garbage man up front stares in amazement,
his eyes popping out as one of the woman is nearly naked and
the other one also has her clothes torn to pieces. Three man
come out of the saloon, drinks in their hands.
FIGHTING WOMAN 1:
You dirty black bitch, you. Trying
to tek me man from me!
FIGHTING WOMAN 2:
Never trouble youR man, you damn’ liar.
Who would want a ugly runt like that?
FIGHTING WOMAN 1:
You nasty niggering dog, you.
Call me man ugly! Call me man ugly?
FIGHTING WOMAN 2:
(trying to scratch the woman’s face)
Yes ugly!
FIGHTING WOMAN 1:
At least it better with him than you
pregnant fo’ a dirty Yankee sailor, bitch!
GARBAGE MAN IN CART UP FRONT:
(bending over to see)
Hey cut it out!
Little nastiness, cut it out!
MAN AT THE SIDE WATCHING:
(laughing)
No man, let them fight!
They fight some more but then the 3 man take the women inside
the saloon and the 3 carts move on.