EXT. THE DESERT. DAY
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MADOX'S CAR IS ROARING ALONG
THE HORIZON. Almásy runs back into the car, finds his flaregun,
and SENDS A FLARE high into the sky. Katharine is with him now, and
they watch, helplessly, as the car bounces away from them, Madox a man
on a mission.
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Katharine panics, THE SAND
HAS ERASED ALL TRACE OF THEM. Katharine waves her arms frantically.
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ALMÁSY: Madox! Madox! KATHARINE: Our tracks have disappeared.
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ALMÁSY: Madox
will calculate how many miles; he'll soon turn around.
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Katharine is frightened. He looks at her. ALMÁSY: Could I ask you, please, to paste your paintings into my book? I should like to have them. I should be honoured. |
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KATHARINE: Am
I a terrible coward to ask how much water we have?
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ALMÁSY: We
have a little in our can, we have water in the radiator which can be
drunk. It's not cowardly at all. It's extremely practical.
(anxious at not uncovering the boys, egging himself on) Come on, come on! (then back to Katharine) There's also a plant--I believe you can cut a piece the size of a heart from this plant and the next morning it will be filled with a delicious liquid. |
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KATHARINE: Find
that plant. Cut out its heart.
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