EXT. BASE CAMP AT POTTERY HILL. NIGHT
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The group of expeditioners is around the fire. Clifton holds up a glass.
CLIFTON: Gentlemen, to map-making!
ALL: Map-making!
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MADOX: And a special thank-you to Geoffrey and Katharine, without whose fund-raising heroics we'd still be kicking our heels. CLIFTON: To arm-twisting. |
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MADOX (to Almásy): Did Katharine say? Geoffrey has to fly to Cairo. CLIFTON: Return the favor--take a few photographs of the Army. |
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ALMÁSY: What kind of photographs?
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CLIFTON: Portraits.
The Brigadier, the Brigadier's wife, the Brigadier's dogs, the Brigadier
by the Pyramids, the Brigadier breathing. I shall of course be bereft,
but finally able to explore the Cairo nightlife. I shall produce an
authoritative guide to the Zinc Bars and--I want to say Harems--are
we in the right country for Harems?
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