NO PAIN LIKE THIS BODY

 

A Screenplay

 

by

Tony Hall

Christopher Laird

Errol Sitahal

 

based on the novel by

Harold Sonny Ladoo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JULY 2000

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is no fire like passion;

there is no losing throw like hatred;

there is no pain like this body;

there is no happiness higher than rest.

 

                        The  Dhammapada

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CAST OF CHARACTERS

 

 

PA, (Babwah)  Father of the family, in his thirties.

 

MA, (Roona)  Mother of the family, in her early thirties.

 

SUNAREE  Daughter, about 11.

 

BALRAJ  Eldest son, about 12.

 

PANDAY & RAMA  Twin sons, about 9.

 

NANNY  Maternal Grandmother. Born in India.

 

NANNA (Dowlat)  Maternal Grandfather. Born in India.

 

THE PUNDIT,  BENWA,  JADOO,  PULBASSIA,  JASSO,

ONE-LEG,  WHITE MAN,  CHIN, LALOO and other villagers.

 

 

 

Title Sequence

 

1. EXT: Riceland. Day. Drizzle.

 

Wide shot.  The sky is overcast. Heavy dark rain clouds are gathering. There are flashes of lightning in the distance and a fine mist of drizzle veils the surrounding forest. The sun still shines through the drizzle.

 

A flock of birds flies across the sky and lands on trees near the riceland. Camera pans following them and comes to C.U. of  SUNAREEÕS face. She squats on a rising playing (a bhajan) on a rough-hewn bamboo flute. The sound of a one-stringed instrument, an ektara, gradually fades up and blends in with her playing. She stops playing and turns her head in what she imagines is the direction from which the sound is coming.

 

Behind her and below is the riceland and their thatched ajoupa: Ma and PaÕs house.

 

Beyond the riceland and the house on Tola Trace she spies a slight figure traditionally dressed in dhoti, bare-backed, with a bag hanging over his shoulder. He carries an ektara and plucks its single string. He is blind in one eye.

 

A smile of recognition crosses SunareeÕs face. She rises.

 

SUNAREE, 11 years old, is a slight figure with long black hair. She is wearing an oversize, hand-me-down dress.

 

Beyond and below her Ma is about ten feet away from the edge of the riceland near the hog plum tree. She is washing clothes in a tub. She is small and thin with long deep-black hair. She is wearing a faded cotton dress and a white silk orhni.

 

BALRAJ, SunareeÕs brother, is sweeping his hands through the water in the rice lagoon trying hard to catch tadpoles. He chases them. They swim rapidly away.

 

He is twelve and is wearing a pair of his fatherÕs old trousers cut off at the knee, and a sleeveless flour-bag ŌTÕshirt.

 

The twins, RAMA and PANDAY, aged nine are a short distance away from Balraj running around in the water. They wear only sleeveless flour-bag ŌTÕ shirts.

 

BALRAJ looks up in the direction of Sunaree.

 

BALRAJ

             Soona! Ma, look at Sunaree again!

 

SUNAREE turns in their direction.  MA looks up at the children.

 

MA

Is alright, Balraj. Leave she by sheself lil bit nuh.

 

BALRAJ

And who holdin the bag for the tadpole an them? Chut, man!

 

BALRAJ tries to lift the bag from the water and doesnÕt succeed in getting a handful of tadpoles into it. He throws it down in a temper and stands looking defiantly at Sunaree. SUNAREE  starts down toward the house.  She runs down the hill.  BalrajÕs eyes following her. The blind beggar, SADHU BABA, stops and turns in her direction. SUNAREE stops.

 

BALRAJ

Soona!

 

SADHU turns and continues on his way. As SUNAREE watches, he disappears into the forest, the sound of his ektara fading with him. C.U. of  SUNAREEÕS face. freeze. 

 

FADE TO BLACK.

 

GRAPHIC        Tolaville, Carib Island, 1905

 

 

Fade up from black

 

2. EXT: Riceland. Day. Drizzle.

 

The children are in the riceland catching tadpoles and Ma is washing nearby.

 

THE TWINS are running close to SUNAREE splashing her dress.

 

SUN

Now Rama and Panday behave all you self.

 

SUNAREE turns with the bag hanging from one hand.

 

SUN

And stop kicking up the water so. You ain't see it

 wetting up me clothes?

 

PAN

Is not me. Is Rama.

 

RAM

You lie, is you. 

 

SUN

I don't care who it is.

 

BALRAJ turns round with another handful of tadpoles.

 

SUN

Stop it I tell you.

 

BAL

Sunaree I going to kick you! Where the bag is?

 

SUNAREE turns to Balraj.

 

SUN

The bag in the water brother.

 

BAL

AnÕ what it doing in the water?