LADING

bony {part 4}

And here is part 4. The grand finale. Kind of an optimistic ending, which some people don’t agree with. But I think I am the-glass-half-full kind of girl. You can also read part 1, part 2 and part 3.

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EXT. DAY. GARDEN

VASILE sits in the door, in his baggy undervest and trembling. He is looking towards the shed. The cat is not there.

VASILE
(rubbing his hands and arms to get warm)
Good she didn’t show up anymore. There is hair everywhere.

VASILE looks out the garden, over the fence, but ILIE isn’t showing. The street is empty. He sighs and goes back in. When he comes out again he is wearing a shirt and a green hat. He changes the slippers with the boots covered in dust.

He goes to the shed and picks up from the pile near the wall a grubbing hoe, a rake and a shovel and checks the handles.

ILIE shows up yawning. He has a bag in one hand.

ILIE
(leaning on the gate)
Let me in or should I go back to sleep on the sidewalk?

VASILE
(stretching and letting the tools aside)
Hurrying to sleep, are you? And the garden will take care of itself, mind you…

The old man goes to the gate and unlocks, ILIE comes in yawning and stretching.

ILIE
(stopping and measuring the weed with his sight)
There’s work to do, I think. Where’s the cat?

VASILE
Bony? Not here, seems she got the message.

ILIE goes towards the shed, the old man is following.

ILIE
(putting the bag on the table)
Not home either. I thought she will be back here, but seems she ran away for good.

VASILE frowns and sighs while picking the shovel.

VASILE
Quit the small talk and let’s get to work. Forget the damned cat. Good she left.

ILIE
Did I say anything else?

The two start working in the garden, cleaning the walkway and the weed at the gate. The old man is frowning and looking over the fence from time to time. ILIE is whistling.

VASILE
(putting the tools aside and taking his hat off)
Not even a cat would stick around. Damned thing.

ILIE
You sent her away, didn’t you?

VASILE
Shut up, boy, don’t get smart with me.

The sun is strong and the two go back in the shed to eat. ILIE takes out the sandwiches from the bag. The old man takes off his boots.

VASILE
(putting his slippers on)
Don’t put your dirty hands on the food. Didn’t your father teach you anything?

ILIE goes to the door and the two go in together, closing the door behind them.

EXT. DAY. GARDEN

VASILE opens the door and goes into the shed. ILIE follows, bringing plates and glasses. The two share the sandwiches. VASILE sits on his chair, ILIE brings a box from the wall. The chair with the blanket is unoccupied. VASILE looks at it and swallows heavily. ILIE eats silently, moving his feet under the table. The cat appears at his feet.

ILIE
(chewing)
We have company.

VASILE
Shut up, don’t talk with your mouth full. Didn’t your father…

ILIE
(interrupting)
Yeah, your son didn’t teach me anything, how ‘bout that. Your cat’s back.

The cat is fawning on the old man’s feet, and then goes up on the chair.

VASILE
(smiling puzzled)
What are you doing there, you damned cat? That seat is taken, hear me? Her name’s Bony for a reason. Bonehead, that is…

ILIE
And she’s your cat for a reason. Such man, such cat.

VASILE
(trying to look annoyed)
She’s not my cat. Take her away from here!

ILIE
I’m not taking her anywhere. And share your sandwich with her, I am not sharing.

The old man pours water in the glasses and, with the other hand, takes a piece of bacon from the sandwich and gives it to the cat, on the chair.

VASILE
Here you go, you damned cat.
The old man smiles content, finishing his sandwich. The boy gets up, stretching.

ILIE
(throwing bread crumbs over the cat)
Mom is cooking fish tonight. You’re invited to dinner. And don’t forget the garlic.

VASILE
(looking to the cat)
What am I supposed to do with this?

ILIE
Bring her, too. The good knows the way back, it seems.

The boy scratches the cat on the head and goes towards the street. He turns back from the gate, talking to the old man.

ILIE
Take care, grandpa. We missed you.
The old man is watching him leaving. Smiles and his forehead is clear.

VASILE
(looking to the cat)
There is hair everywhere, you damned cat!

FADE OUT

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