Create successful ePaper yourself
Turn your PDF publications into a flip-book with our unique Google optimized e-Paper software.
87.<br />
She comes away from the washed-up tree and stands close in front<br />
of him. Her voice is only just above a whisper.<br />
FLORENCE<br />
I am sorry, Edward. I am most terribly<br />
sorry...<br />
She lingers, waiting, willing him to respond, to touch her and<br />
forgive her. But he remains silent.<br />
She begins the long walk back to the hotel.<br />
93 EXT. BEACH. SUNSET<br />
93<br />
Twenty minutes later. A LONG SHOT. EDWARD alone and furious, and<br />
shouting, pacing up and down the beach along the water’s edge,<br />
his words lost to us.<br />
94 EXT. BEACH. NIGHT<br />
94<br />
A half hour later. The moon is up. EDWARD comes along the beach<br />
towards the hotel.<br />
95 INT. HOTEL. HALL<br />
95<br />
A half hour later. As EDWARD comes in he confronts the two<br />
WAITERS. Their expressions of sympathy could be mockery - as<br />
always, it is impossible to tell.<br />
EDWARD<br />
Oh... has my uh wife gone upstairs...<br />
WAITER ONE<br />
Very sorry sir to hear about your<br />
father-in-law taken ill.<br />
WAITER TWO<br />
Manager’s kindly given the young lady<br />
a lift to the station. Big hurry it<br />
was.<br />
WAITER ONE<br />
<strong>On</strong> your special night and all.
Change language