GNO Dir's Draft 03_11_10 Script

ELIZABETH
And what do I say to them -- we
couldn’t have done it without you.
They peel off in separate directions, Elizabeth turns left,
Margaret goes right.
MARGARET
See you at lunch.
INT. ELIZABETH’S BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Elizabeth opens the doors of her vast walk-in wardrobe.
And is confronted by an array of dull outfits. Suit after
suit. Jacket after jacket.
She steps further into the wardrobe. Reaches out towards the
furthest compartment, containing racks of long grey zipped-up
bags.
She grabs one. Yanks down the zip.
A beautiful red ball gown falls out.
She opens another, reveals - a yellow gown. And another -
this time a blue silk dress.
Closing her eyes, Elizabeth feels the material. Then, just as
quickly, zips them back up again.
INT. STATE ROOM - LATER
A gilded room, with a crushing formality. SERVANTS stand to
attention. Hushed conversation punctuates the silence.
Margaret, smiling brightly, enters.
The Queen stares straight past her, aghast as -
- Elizabeth stumbles in. Now wearing a grey twin set, pleated
skirt and stout brogues.
Self-conscious, she looks round. Sees -
The middle-aged French AMBASSADOR.
And his young WIFE. Petite, elegant, her hair a millimetre
perfect, razor-cut bob.
A SERVANT prepares Camparis. On seeing Elizabeth he reaches
for a bottle of lemonade.
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