stree script 76

76.

VICKY

(mutters)

I’m not turning around.*

HER VOICE

Vickyyyyyy...

Shit! She’s close.

As she’s about to say it for the third time, he tries to

overpower her voice by trying to talk over her, so she can’t

be heard.

VICKY

No way! I will not turn around!..

Do what you want.. call however

many time.. I am not turning! I can

do this all day --

HER VOICE

Vickyyyyyy...

Fuck! It didn’t matter. He heard her call anyway!

WE SEE -- Stree! Literally off the ground by a foot or so,

right behind Vicky -- so close that she’s whispering lovingly

right into his ear!

Tension.

Vicky grits his teeth. It takes all his restraint and control

to not turn around. He can literally feel her presence any

more.

A long tense beat, as the music crescendos.

And it stops. As abruptly as it started. He doesn’t seem to

feel her presence any more.

Vicky stands there. Has she left?

Beat.

He reaches into his pocket -- pulls out his mobile -- brings

it up to his face -- closes his eyes -- and clicks a selfie.

Click!

He looks at the picture. He is alone.

He heaves a sigh of relief and turns.

BAM!

There she is -- right in front of him.

The demure bride. Ghoonghat covering her eyes. Bright red

lips visible under the edge of the ghoonghat.

Shocked witless, he is petrified.