GNO Dir's Draft 03_11_10 Script
GNO Dir's Draft 03_11_10 Script
GNO Dir's Draft 03_11_10 Script
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He’s in no hurry to look away.<br />
Elizabeth holds his gaze. For a moment longer than is<br />
necessary.<br />
Jack leans forward to kiss her. She lifts her face towards<br />
him. Their lips are about to touch, when --<br />
-- the cab hits a bump.<br />
It snaps Elizabeth back to reality, she shies away.<br />
Jack sits back. Smiles a bitter smile.<br />
JACK<br />
Of course. You’re seeing someone,<br />
aren’t you?<br />
Elizabeth, awkward, nods.<br />
Sorry.<br />
ELIZABETH<br />
I/E. ROLLS ROYCE --EMBANKMENT - NIGHT *<br />
Stan’s Rolls Royce glides towards Albert Bridge.<br />
Margaret, humming to herself, half dozes. Her head rests *<br />
against Stan’s shoulder. *<br />
Stan smiles to himself. Studies the brooch. *<br />
INT. ANTE ROOM -- BUCKINGHAM PALACE - NIGHT<br />
The King and Queen eye up Pryce, who stands to attention. *<br />
Birch looks on.<br />
KING<br />
A poetry recital?<br />
PRYCE<br />
Yes sir. And a whist drive. At Lady<br />
Wakehurst’s.<br />
QUEEN<br />
Good God, she’s still trying to<br />
marry off that ghastly nephew of<br />
hers.<br />
Birch looks sceptical.<br />
86.
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