POLLY and MAC’s bedroom. POLLY is on the edge of the bed, head bowed. She is crying. MAC enters quietly, looks at her.
MAC
Why so sad?
POLLY
(looking up) Oh, thank God … (running to him) Are you all right? Did they hurt you? Who were they? Do you want to go back and murder them all? Or have you already done that? If you didn’t, can we go do that together right now?
MAC
Well, maybe we should –
POLLY
No, no, I want to kill whoever did this to you. (kissing him) I was so scared I’d lost you. Because there are so many people who’d like to see you dead, aren’t there? I mean when you think about it. So, so many … So are they dead? Or should we go take care of that?
MAC
I thought maybe we could eat something first.
POLLY
No. Kill now. Eat later. Come on … (starting of f) What are you waiting for? Let’s go!
MAC
(grabbing her) You really do care for me, don’t you? I mean your feelings for me are actually quite …
POLLY
Genuine? Yes. You didn’t know that?
MAC
Well, I wasn’t absolutely sure until I saw how upset you were … And then when you said you wanted us to do some killing together … well, that’s a special kind of love. When a man feels that he’s loved like that, he wants to put in extra effort. You know, to make sure he actually deserves it.
He kisses her.
POLLY
You going to do that now? Put in extra effort?
MAC
Yeah …
POLLY
And then we can go kill whoever was responsible for making me so afraid you were dead?
MAC
Sure. If you’re still in the mood after I tell you who it was.
They kiss. This one is much longer, more passionate.
Blackout.