EXT. CONVOY SITE. ITALY. DAY
The Convoy is in the final stages of loading up. Oliver passes the vehicles, deep in dispute with a determined Hana, who is carrying some sacks of rice.
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HANA: When he dies, I'll catch up. OLIVER: It's not safe here. The whole country is crawling with Bandits and Germans and God knows what. HANA: The war's over--you told me yourself. How can it be desertion?
OLIVER:
It's not over everywhere.
I didn't mean literally, This is normal--it's shock. For all of us,
Hana.
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Oliver hovers as a Hana adds the rice to a small cache of provisions then lays another blanket over the Patient.
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HANA: I need morphine. A lot. And a pistol.
OLIVER: If
anything happened to you I'd never forgive myself. Hana nods. A tiny smile. Oliver shrugs helplessly. OLIVER: We're heading for Leghorn. Livorno, the Italians call it. We'll expect you. |
INT. THE PATIENT'S ROOM. DAY
Hana enters.
THE PATIENT: What was that banging all about? Where you fighting rats or the entire German army?
HANA: I was repairing the stairs. I found a library and the books were very useful.
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HANA: Oh-I've found plums. We have plums in the orchard. We have an orchard! THE PATIENT: Herodotus is the father of history, do you know that?
HANA: I
don't know anything.
THE PATIENT: Thank you. She has peeled a plum and now slips it into his mouth. His mouth works with the pleasure of the taste, a little juise escaping from his lips. Hana mops it up. THE
PATIENT: It's a very
plum plum.
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EXT. BASE CAMP AT POTTERY HILL. DUSK
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COUNT LASZLO
DE ALMÁSY, Hungarian Explorer, squats with an ancient Arab who
draws in the sand, talking in some Arcane dialect, scratching out a
map. The old man stops speaking and scours the sky a beat or two before
we or Almásy hear the faint noise of a PLANE. It's a bright yellow
Steerman coming in to land.
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Almásy doesn't look up. The Arab continues to talk. The plane sweeps past the cluster of tents and camels and trucks which constitutes the Base Camp for a team of International Explorers, led by Almásy and his colleague, PETER MADOX. |
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