INT. BATHROOM. DAY
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Almásy is in the bath. Katharine, wearing his dressing gown, pours in a jug of steaming water. Almásy leans over the rim of the bath. He's singing and sewing, carefully repairing the torn dress. KATHARINE : I'm impressed you can sew. ALMÁSY : Good.
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KATHARINE : You sew very badly. ALMÁSY : You don't sew at all! KATHARINE : A woman should never learn to sew, and if she can she shouldn't admit to it. Close your eyes. |
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ALMÁSY (laughs) : That
makes it harder still.
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She pushes the sewing from his hands, then pours water over his head, then begins to shampoo his hair. Almásy is in heaven. The biggest smile we have seen from him. She continues to massage his scalp. |
| ALMÁSY : When were you most happy? |  |
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KATHARINE : Now.
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ALMÁSY : When were you least happy? KATHARINE (a beat) : Now. |
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ALMÁSY : What do you love? KATHARINE : What do I love? ALMÁSY : Say everything. |
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KATHARINE : Let
me see ... I love water, the fish in it. Hedgehogs! I love hedgehogs.
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She rinses his hair, then
slips off the robe and CLIMBS IN; BESIDE HIM, covering his neck and
shoulders in kisses
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ALMÁSY : And what else? KATHARINE : Marmite--I'm addicted! Baths--but not with other people! Islands. Your handwriting. I could go on all day. ALMÁSY : Go on all day. |
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ALMÁSY : What do you hate most? KATHARINE : A
lie. What do you hate most?
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ALMÁSY : Ownership.
Being owned.When you leave, you should forget me.
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She freezes, pushes him away,
pulls herself out of the bath. She picks up her dress, the thread and
needle dangling from it, and walks, dripping, out of the room.
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