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82.<br />
EDWARD<br />
You’re a bitch talking like that.<br />
FLORENCE flinches. The powerful word explodes around them. She<br />
is almost shouting.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
If that’s what you think then get away<br />
from me! Just clear off will you,<br />
Edward. Don’t you understand? I came<br />
out here to be alone. Please go away!<br />
In distress, weary of arguing, she has turned her back on him.<br />
He hovers uncertainly, regretting his word.<br />
Into the silence, from the woods on the inland side of the Fleet<br />
lagoon, comes the clear sound of birdsong.<br />
FLORENCE half turns to listen. They both listen. The sound is<br />
like an accusation, a reminder of their past happiness.<br />
EDWARD<br />
(quietly)<br />
I loved you. But you make it so hard.<br />
<strong>On</strong> FLORENCE as she takes this in, the implications of the tense.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
You loved me?<br />
EDWARD<br />
We could be so free with each other.<br />
We could make each other so happy.<br />
Instead we’re in this mess.<br />
Again, FLORENCE considers this.<br />
Yes.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
EDWARD<br />
Meaning what exactly?<br />
FLORENCE<br />
It’s a mess.<br />
EDWARD<br />
It’s hopeless.
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