Poetic Justice

LUCKY

(motions toward the couch)

Mind if we sit down?

ANOTHER ANGLE

As the party of three all sit down. Simone and her friend sit across from them. Both women are nosy and attempt to listen in on the conversation between Lucky and Justice.

LUCKY

Ah, mm, well, listen I want you to know I'm sorry. I made a mistake.

JUSTICE

Come closer. I wanna whisper somethin to you.

LUCKY

Get the fuck outta here. I ain't fallin for that shit again.

JUSTICE

Naw, seriously – come here.

They look at each other. Get closer. They kiss. The kiss is initiated by Justice, which surprises Lucky.

THE SHOP

Where Jessie and the rest of the salon look equally surprised.

JUSTICE

Your nails look clean.

LUCKY

(looks at nails)

I wonder why?

(to Simone and party)

What you looking at?

Justice's gaze turns away from Lucky to Keisha.

JUSTICE

What did you do to this little girl's hair?

LUCKY

Nuthin.

JUSTICE

It looks like it. C'mere, little girl.

ANGLE

As Justice guides Keisha toward her station. She sits Keisha in the chair and proceeds to analyze what can be done with her hair.

THE COUCH

Where Lucky looks at Justice playing with his daughter's hair. There is a glazed look on his eyes.

LUCKY'S POV – MOVIN TOWARD JUSTICE

As he/we see Justice skillfully working on Keisha's hair. We hear Justice's voice over as she says another poem. At the end of the poem, Justice looks up toward Lucky/us. She smiles.
 

FADE OUT

THE END