On Chesil Beach Draft 1.fdr

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EDWARD (CONT'D)
But he doesn’t get what it is she’s
trying to tell him. He’s too angry, he
doesn’t see that... the thing is she
really loves him and she doesn’t want
to let him down... but she wants to be
with him, wants him to be happy... and
he can’t get it... and it all comes
apart that night on the beach, they
never see each other again... and
that’s how it goes, I guess...
EDWARD trails away. He has talked himself in the direction of a
conclusion he has never before spelled out to himself, and still
has not quite reached - that he made a terrible mistake.
The group talk over EDWARD’S final words and don’t notice his
disquiet or guess that he’s talking about himself.
They begin to discuss the bride’s offer (’not practical man...
you kidding... paradise... look, if it was me... all right for
him’ etc) their voices fading as we CLOSE IN on EDWARD -
revaluating.
111 INT. WIGMORE HALL. NIGHT
111
The auditorium - crowded, with a few empty seats. A couple of
seconds of silence. FACES in the audience - tense, expectant,
good-willed.
We find a MUSIC CRITIC, grand, full-bearded, notebook on his
lap. A new, young, much-talked-about string quartet is about to
make its important debut.
On stage. The Ennismore Quartet - FLORENCE, JENNY, SONIA,
ELSBETH, CHARLES - ready to perform Mozart’s D major quintet.
On FLORENCE. She glances at the others. All set.
FLORENCE inclines her head towards CHARLES. He plays the
familiar rising four-note opening. The others play the lingering
response. Then the four notes again, on a different chord.
FADE TO:
Fifteen minutes later. The haunting Adagio. CLOSE on FLORENCE as
she plays the tender melody.