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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 9:29:17 GMT 9.5
My script-swearing used
Dinah: (walks away from her husband) Don't touch me (shakes her head). You decide to just...go and shag that whore. Blake: She's not a whore Di... Dinah: You paid her that makes her a whore (lights a cigarette). Blake: You need to quit smoking do you know that. Dinah: Go tell some woman who cares. I bet you have some hidden in the closet. Blake: Can you talk to me without being crazy? Is that possible? Dinah: Oh so you shag all the woman you want and that makes me crazy! That is rich. Blake: Dinah for God's sake! Look at you you're a wreck. Dinah: Thanks for pointing that out hunny! (sarcastically). Blake: Sit down. Dinah: No! Blake: You are not making any sense here Dinah do you know that? Not one fucking word you say makes a perfect sentence. Dinah: Oh and here's the human dictionary to tell you what you've won. You're such a jackass!
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Post by Mab Rox on Jun 19, 2007 9:34:42 GMT 9.5
Very good...write more!
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 9:36:01 GMT 9.5
Blake: And you have a drink problem. Dinah: Oh get a life Blake, go see someone who cares about your perfetic life. Because right now you don't seem to care about me. Blake: You're my wife. Dinah: Yet you treat me like a work associate, or bloody assistant. Blake: Dinah just get some rest ok, in the morning it will all seem so much better. Dinah: Maybe for you but not for me. Blake: Dinah... Dinah: This isn't even a fucking marriage, we fight, we sleep in seperate beds for God sake. This doesn't work anymore. Blake: We just need to work on a few things. Dinah: A few! Try everything Blake, cause this whole marriage is a joke. Blake: Oh so I'm a joke now is that it? Dinah: (walks to the table and pours some wine) You know that day you came home and found me laid on the floor. A bottle of pills in my hand. Broken glass. Why did you even bother to save me. Just tell me that...please. Blake: Because you are my wife. Dinah: You could have left me to die. Like I planned on. Blake: What kind of husband would that make me huh? Dinah: I want a divorce (simply and sharply).
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Post by Crysta on Jun 19, 2007 9:44:07 GMT 9.5
Write more*begs* please
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 9:49:01 GMT 9.5
Blake: You what? Dinah: You deaf as well as stupid Blake cause I said it dam well clear enough. Blake: After all we have been through you're just going to throw it all away. Dinah: You were the one that did the throwing darling (hisses inhaling the smoke). Blake: I don't understand you. Dinah: I don't understand why you can't be faithful. Blake: I try! Dinah: (laughs) You try, you are such a liar Blake and you always was! Blake: I love you Dinah... Dinah: Bull shit! Blake: Why did I marry you if I didn't? Dinah: Maybe you were drunk or blind, or stupid. Blake: So now I'm stupid. Dinah: I could call you worse so deal with it. (sits down on the table). Blake: Dinah. Don't end this I beg you. Dinah: Get on your knees. Blake: What? (curious). Dinah: Get on your knees and beg me to stay. Blake: I... Dinah: What? Blake: Dinah just... Dinah: I am leaving tonight (stands up). Blake: No wait...I want you to stay (gets down on his knees).
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Post by Crysta on Jun 19, 2007 9:54:15 GMT 9.5
Muwahahahaha! surves him right! *huggles* More please ;D
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 9:59:54 GMT 9.5
Dinah: Why? Blake: I need you. Dinah: Why? Blake: Because... Dinah: Why? (loosing patience). Blake: Because I love you and... Dinah: Spit it out. Blake: I should never have hurt you. Dinah: And what can you do to make it up to me? Blake: I don't know, name it. Dinah: I would rather see you pack your bags. Blake: Dinah I beg you. Dinah: Begging (smirks). Blake: On my knees...just as you said. Dinah: Ok, admit to me that you slept with that tart. Blake: I did (nods). Dinah: And tell me what you felt. Blake: Nothing she was nothing to me. Dinah: Get up you perfetic man! (pulls him up by his collar). Blake: So?
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Post by Mab Rox on Jun 19, 2007 10:03:44 GMT 9.5
*gets down on knees and begs*
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 10:06:46 GMT 9.5
Dinah: So what? Blake: Are you staying? Dinah: For now, I can't exactly leave we are on a boat. Blake: Darling I love you come here. Dinah: You might have caught something from the slut. Blake: Don't be silly. Dinah: I am not, it is the truth. How many other women have you slept with? Blake: No one. Dinah: Really?? How come I didn't believe you? Blake: I don't know do I. Dinah: (sighs and walks to the window) God I hate you right now. Blake: I love you... Dinah: Get bent! Blake: Oh come on baby. Dinah: (slaps him and walks out).
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Post by Crysta on Jun 19, 2007 10:11:25 GMT 9.5
Ha! That is such an awsome script!!! Write more pleasssssssssse
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 10:15:43 GMT 9.5
Blake: Babe...babe (walks after her). Dinah: Call me that one more time and your head will be six feet under, you got it! Blake: When did you turn to nuts. Dinah: Oh thanks so much for you opinion (rolls her eyes). Blake: I need you ok, I need you. Dinah: All you need is a couple of cheap whores and some place to sleep. Blake: I want you not them. Dinah: Funny way of showing it ain't yah. Blake: Let me make it up to you. Dinah: Don't think you can (chucks her cigarette over the side of the boat).
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Post by hilloneko on Jun 19, 2007 15:05:51 GMT 9.5
very awesome script. May we have some more?
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 18:41:55 GMT 9.5
you may:)
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Post by EarlyBird on Jun 19, 2007 18:46:20 GMT 9.5
Blake: Let me try atleast. Dinah: You will only screw it up again. Blake: How can you know that? Dinah: I'm phycic (laughs). Blake: Dinah enough with the jokes, just get some rest please. Dinah: (sighs deeply and pushes her hair back with one hand) I am not tired. Blake: You are going to make yourself ill. Dinah: The only one who will make me ill is you. Blake: Don't talk like that. Dinah: (walks across the room) I'll talk how I bloody well like.
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Post by Crysta on Jun 19, 2007 18:48:48 GMT 9.5
Beautiful script!!! *worships* Please write more.
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