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44.<br />
50 INT. VICAR’S SITTING ROOM. DAY.<br />
50<br />
The VICAR, the REV. WOOLLETT, is portly, benign, an old friend<br />
of the family. A cat snoozes on his lap. REV. WOOLLETT will<br />
marry FLORENCE and EDWARD in New College Chapel, Oxford. We are<br />
in a small book-lined parlour where two armchairs face a<br />
fireplace. FLORENCE cradles a mug of tea.<br />
We come in on a silence. REV WOOLLETT has asked a question.<br />
REV. WOOLLETT<br />
All right. Let me put this another<br />
way. You don’t seem quite as happy as<br />
you should - in love, as you say,<br />
getting married in the summer.<br />
FLORENCE laughs nervously.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
No, I am honestly, I’m very happy...<br />
REV. WOOLLETT<br />
Something’s bothering you, Flo.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
It could be the quartet, the cellist,<br />
Charles. I think he’s a bit taken with<br />
me, keeps asking me out.<br />
REV. WOOLLETT<br />
That’s easy. Now you’ve got a fiance.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
Oh well, you see, I don’t want the<br />
quartet to know. They’ll think I’m<br />
leaving, they’ll panic. I have to wait<br />
for the right moment. You know,<br />
reassure them...<br />
She laughs nervously again and subsides. Another pause.<br />
REV. WOOLLETT<br />
That’s not it though, is it?<br />
She waits, then minimally shakes her head.<br />
REV. WOOLLETT (CONT’D)<br />
Something about yourself...
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