EXT. LINE OUTSIDE A BUSY RESTAURANT- LATE EVENING
On a wet street, a thinning queue, where the warm panels of the restaruant died out and the neon from the dry cleaner's took over, stand Charlie and Joan. Charlie's leaning on the brick- walled building, Joan with her arms crossed, waiting on left leg.
CHARLIE
“When was the first time you saw a horse dick?”
JOAN
“I think I was 25. About to be 26. We were on a scooter— my then-boyfriend and I. I can’t remember where we were going. I remember it being rainy.
We got to this area where the streets narrowed down a little, roads lost their tar. I was trying to enjoy the air, rest my head on his shoulder but it was a bumpy road, yknow? Bumpy roads are very unromantic. It wasn't anything too sudden. You see cows peeing all the time. Dogs, monkeys humping. Seen it a million times. There were these two shrunken horses. Against a wall, under a tree. One takes a teensy bit more interest in horses on account of they’re not cows. We were just when we were about to ride past them, my assessment of them met with their actions. One of them was peeing. Took a while for my brain to make anything of the organ from whence the pee was pouring.
"It’s the time it took. It took at least 2 seconds longer than it should take for a person to identify a dick. It blew up all that I had understood of dicks. I remember being wide eyed, sort of laughing in disbelief like, “who- ho- ho- ho- hooo”. The boyfriend heard my panting and asked me what happened. I said, “Did you see that horse’s dick?” “
CHARLIE
“Had he seen one before?”
JOAN
"--He’d seen the horses, but he was driving so he’d missed the whole picture. Yes he’d seen one before, he knew they were big. Something he’d seen or read in The Godfather, apparently.
I just didn’t know what to think, yknow? One has a connection with… mammalian anatomies. And by the time you’re 25, you’ve made an handful of discoveries from various experiences so this sort of thing takes you by surprise. In the sense that even if it's familiar you can't bridge it to anything. It’s not relevant to you but it still... I did not find myself in any way drawn to it as such. It was just a thing of wonder. Whilst a little disgusting. "
CHARLIE
"We don’t have a lot of monuments here. Even if we did, seeing a horse dick for the first time would bring shame to them for the equivalence of awe they inspire in so many viewers."
There really is no bar on what someone could find fascinating. And that shouldn’t by any means be construed as subversive to what is considered in civil society as ‘art’ because the blueprints of what has come created before us has had at least a million years in its making. Even a horse’s dick.
They walk back to their apartment and sleep.
