EXT. AMBASSADOR'S RESIDENCE, DECEMBER 1938. DAY
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A CHRISTMAS PARTY FOR THE
TROOPS.....[Almásy] sits in the shade, catches Katharine's attention.
Katharine brings him over a cup of tea and a plate with Christmas cake
on it.
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ALMÁSY : Say you're sick. KATHARINE : What? No! |
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ALMÁSY : Say
you're feeling faint--the heat.
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KATHARINE
(but a frisson) : No.
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ALMÁSY : I
can't work. I can't sleep
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KATHARINE :
I can't sleep. I wake up
shouting in the middle of the night. Geoffrey thinks it's the thing
in the desert, the trauma.
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ALMÁSY : I
can still taste you.....
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I'm trying to write with your
taste in my mouth.
(as she leaves) Swoon. I'll catch you. |
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