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77.<br />

EDWARD<br />

Dammit.... Every time I tried... never<br />

let me near her... she never once, not<br />

once... I was an idiot! Idiot!<br />

92 EXT. BEACH. DAY.<br />

92<br />

FLORENCE leans by the fallen tree.<br />

Florence!<br />

EDWARD<br />

She looks up, startled. EDWARD is some way off, coming towards<br />

her along the beach. The confrontation she dreads is about to<br />

begin. She wanted to be on her own. Now she steels herself and<br />

waits.<br />

He stops some yards away. He is carrying his jacket under his<br />

arm. He is breathing heavily. There is exasperation in his<br />

voice.<br />

EDWARD (CONT’D)<br />

There you are.<br />

FLORENCE turns away. EDWARD waits.<br />

EDWARD (CONT’D)<br />

Did you really need to come this far.<br />

Yes.<br />

FLORENCE<br />

EDWARD<br />

It must be two miles back to the<br />

hotel.<br />

FLORENCE<br />

I needed to get out.<br />

Pause. EDWARD comes a little closer. The stones tinkle under his<br />

feet. He draws breath, prepares to tell her what he has come to<br />

say.<br />

EDWARD<br />

Look, this is ridiculous. It was<br />

unfair of you to run out like that.

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