RICK tells ZUMAYA he has a son, somewhere, v0

R tells ZUM he has a son, somewhere

RICK, ZUMAYA laying on porch swing in the afternoon.  Breeze.

ZUMAYA

Rick, did you ever think of having children?

RICK

No.

ZUMAYA

Oh.

RICK

Rumor has it that I have a son in New York.

ZUMAYA

Oh.  He lives with his mother?

RICK

According to The Mother Superior, she’s dead.

ZUMAYA

Que lástima!

Then why are you here in Spain?

RICK

It’s a long story.

ZUMAYA

The night is young, and so am I.

RICK

I was chasing after a ghost I couldn’t pick out of a lineup.

ZUMAYA

A what-up?

RICK

In the police station they line up the usual suspects, they ask the usual witnesses to point out the usual bad guy.

ZUMAYA

Why can’t you find him?  New York can’t be that big.

RICK

Well there are other reasons why that wouldn’t be a good idea.

ZUMAYA

Perhaps one day you’ll tell me why that is so.

RICK

Perhaps….one day…

ZUMAYA

Ricky, what’s that scar from?

RICK

I took a wrong turn on a dusty road on a dark night.

ZUMAYA

No, really …

RICK

Motorbike accident

ZUMAYA

I understand.  I too have lost.  I miscarried 2 years ago.  Entonces, no más.

RICK

No más?  So you can’t ever have children?

ZUMAYA

Sí, the doctor me dice  “You are as barren as Morroco.”

RICK

Boy, that’s a bedside manner … well I’m sorry.  I know that feeling.

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