…following on
from # 3 SHIPS IN THE NIGHT…
44 INT/EXT. CAB. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT pulls up
outside the fast food outlet, BLUE in the passenger seat. TRACY, waiting for
him, walks up to the driver's window.
MATT
Hello Britney.
TRACY glares at
MATT.
BLUE
Britney!
TRACY signals
'no' to MATT with her eyes.
MATT (to Blue)
A joke between
me and Tracy.
BLUE
Poor Britney,
ay! Now there's a girl with a fucked up dad!
TRACY glares at
BLUE.
BLUE
Okay, I'm
fucking off.
BLUE gets out,
meets TRACY in the front of the cab as she walks around to get into the
passenger seat. MATT watches:
TRACY and BLUE
stop close to each other for a moment. BLUE grins at TRACY. She turns her head
away haughtily. BLUE leans forward to kiss her on the cheek. TRACY accepts the
kiss, glancing at MATT with an expression that says: “Look what I have to put
up with!” TRACY gets into the passenger seat. BLUE stops by MATT'S window.
BLUE
Thanks, Matt,
for…listening…
BLUE grins,
winks at MATT.
TRACY
Listening!? (A
BEAT) What's that supposed to mean? I listen! When you’ve got something worth
saying but...
MATT
Get in, Tracy.
TRACY, hands on
hips, glares at BLUE as he walks towards the fast food outlet entrance. He
looks back at MATT and TRACY, smiles warmly. TRACY tries to act aloof but
doesn't quite pull it off. She turns to MATT:
TRACY
So, I’ve been
talking to Juliet…
MATT
Get in, Tracy.
Now.
TRACY does as
she is told.
TRACY
I have to tell
you about Juliet…
MATT
No, you have to
pay me?
TRACY
But, I don't
have any money.
MATT
Yes, you do.
You lied about being a pathological liar, didn't you?
TRACY stares at
MATT, not sure how to respond.
MATT
I know. For a
fact. Cough up.
MATT holds out
his hand. TRACY opens her purse, extracts 4 $20 bills, hands them to him.
TRACY
How did you
know?
MATT
I didn't. I
lied. Now, my phone.
TRACY hands
MATT his phone. He hands TRACY her mobile.
MATT
Now don't go
anywhere.
MATT moves to
get out of the cab.
TRACY
But…
MATT
Sit.
TRACY (grins)
Woof!
MATT smiles,
get out of the cab.
45 EXT. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT stands by
his cab, taps a 'J' and then a 'U' onto the keypad. Juliet shows up onscreen.
The phone rings. Tracy has left it in 'speaker' mode. Juliet answers. In the
background TRACY can be seen lifting her mobile to her ear.
MATT
You still
awake?
JULIET'S VOICE
No, dad, I'm
sound asleep. Having this weird nightmare…
46 INT. CAB. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT gets back
into the cab. TRACY finishes her conversation.
TRACY
OK, see you
soon.
TRACY hangs up
as MATT settles into his seat.
TRACY
Matt, I have to
tell you what Juliet…
MATT holds up
his hand.
MATT
No, listen to
me.
TRACY
But…
MATT
No buts. I want
you tell me about your dad.
TRACY
Why?
MATT
If I told you
now, you'd laugh.
TRACY
Why?
MATT
I'll tell you
later. Promise.
TRACY
What did Blue
tell you? About my dad?
MATT
That you'd
never met him.
TRACY
That's not
true.
MATT (smiles)
So Blue's a
liar!?
TRACY
No, he told the
truth and…weird, ay, how something can be true and a lie at the same time, ay!
Promise you won't tell anyone…especially my mum.
MATT
Since I'm never
going to meet her…
TRACY
Mmmm (A BEAT)
I've never talked to anyone before about my dad…not properly.
MATT
Not even…The
Shrink? Or The Rapist?
TRACY shakes
her head.
TRACY
Don't trust
them.
MATT nods. TRACY
bites her lip, starts tentatively.
TRACY
Well, mum said
that my dad…my biological dad…lived on the other side of the world…that he
deserted us before I was even born. She'd never tell me his name and…anyhow, I
believed her, up till a few days ago when…I just wanted to know his name and…I
asked her and she said 'Tony' but I could tell by the way she hesitated…you
know the way people do when they are about to tell a lie…that she was lying. So
I did a bit of…investigating…(SMILES) Private Investigator Tracy Dodgson!
MATT (smiles)
Britney Dodgson.
TRACY
Tracy Small…I
hate Britney…Mum's always kept a diary, see, but she's always kept them hidden.
And even though I'm a nosy little bitch I never looked for them…until a couple
of days ago.
MATT
Why?
TRACY
Because she
lied to me about my dad's name and I wanted to find out why.
MATT
So you read her
diaries?
TRACY
It's not that
simple.
MATT
Complex and
convoluted, ay! (TRACY LAUGHS) She'd hidden them really well?
TRACY
No, she hadn't
gone to that much trouble at all. They were in a shoe box in the back of a
cupboard.
MATT
So why wasn't
it simple?
TRACY
Because I keep
a diary too, see, and mum promised she'd never ever read it. And I know she
hasn't because if she had she'd have bitten my fucking head off.
MATT
Lying to taxi
drivers about lost wallets and being a nymphomaniac and that sort of thing?
TRACY (laughs)
So how could I
look at her diary…!?
MATT
But she'd lied
to you about your dad!
TRACY
Yes, but I lie
to mum all the time. That doesn't make it OK for her to look at my diary! Does
it?
MATT
No, I guess
not. But you did look at her diary, right?
TRACY
Yes, but just
to be fair I left my diary open on the kitchen table when I went to school.
'Accidentally'. There's no way mum could not have seen it.
MATT
Did she read
it?
TRACY
Obviously not,
because…
MATT
…she didn't
bite your head off?
TRACY
Right, anyhow I
looked at her diary anyway…one she kept a year before I was born and…well, I
found out she'd fucked an old boyfriend one night almost exactly nine months
before I was born. 'Made beautiful love' she wrote. 'Beautiful love'! Squeeze
me!
MATT
Tony?
TRACY
No, she just
called him X - which was a dead giveaway because it was the only time she ever
kept a name secret. Everyone in her diary has a name except for Mr X. She
wrote, “…who I still love but who, fuck it, is going to be otherwise engaged
till death us do part.”
MATT
He was getting
married?
TRACY
Yes, and I
figured the…'making beautiful love' was like a farewell present to him. For old
time's sake, know what I mean? A farewell fuck!
MATT laughs,
shakes his head.
TRACY
So, mum and Mr
X didn't just 'make beautiful love', they made me…
MATT
And a very good
job they made of it!
TRACY (laughs)
… and after
nine months cooking in mum's tum I popped into the world and when I realize
that I haven't got a dad like my friends…I was about three…I ask mum why and
she lies to me - my whole fucking life! Lies, lies, lies! And then when I found
out who Mr X was - Jesus fucking Christ!
MATT
Who was he?
TRACY
Who is he, you
mean! Two days after fucking Mr X mum went to a wedding…
MATT
Whose wedding?
TRACY is just
about to blurt it out but thinks twice:
TRACY
My whole family
would fucking freak if the truth came out…but…fuck… the truth's supposed to set
you free, isn't it?
TRACY looks at
MATT with a pained expression that suggests she really wants him to give her an
answer. MATT shakes his head, smiles. He hasn't got an answer.
TRACY
Her sister's.
MATT doesn't
join the dots immediately.
TRACY
My uncle David
is my dad. Dear old Uncle Dave!
MATT
Fuck! Does he
know? I mean, do you look anything like him?
TRACY
No, I look more
like my aunt - which makes sense since she's my mum's sister. But if we did a
DNA test…
MATT
Does your aunt
know?
TRACY
She's never let
on…to me…but…here's the funny thing. Uncle Dave was like a dad to me…don't
laugh…until I started to sprout tits…when I was 10. We were real close. He
would give me lots of hugs and I'd sit on his knee and, you know…dad and
daughter stuff. That was when my aunt had a kind of nervous breakdown. That’s
the truth. “The Sad but True Story of Tracy’s Mysterious Dad.”
MATT shakes his head, laughs.
MATT
What about the knife?
TRACY
What knife?
MATT
The one in your bag?
He glances at the bag in her lap.
MATT
The true story.
TRACY
Oh, that knife!
TRACY reaches into her bag, pulls out the
short bladed kitchen knife, brandishes it in a playfully threatening manner as
she lets out a cry:
TRACY
Eeee-yah!
MATT
That’s not a knife, Tracy.
TRACY laughs, mimics Paul Hogan from
Crocodile Dundee.
TRACY
This is a knife!
MATT
That’s not going to protect you from
some big fucker who wants to…
TRACY
Cause me grievous bodily harm? (SHE
LAUGHS, SHAKES HER HEAD) This is not actually my knife. You wanna hear how it
came to be in my bag?
MATT
A true story?
TRACY
You be the judge.
MATT smiles, nods.
TRACY
Well, you see, a few weeks this guy
came after me with this (THE KNIFE)…he was stoned off his face on ice…and, well
I’ve got an orange belt in karate, see…
MATT
An orange belt?
TRACY
An orange belt…so…getting the knife
off him was easy and…well, I keep meaning to take it out but…
TRACY tilts her head to one side.
TRACY
Well.
MATT
It’s a great story.
TRACY
True or false?
MATT
No comment.
TRACY laughs, leans forward, kisses
MATT on the cheek, sees something that causes her to jump back in shock.
TRACY
Shit! Mum!
A WOMAN, late
30s, is walking straight towards the cab.
TRACY
She's come to
get me. I forgot…
MATT registers
MERILY only a few seconds before she arrives at the passenger window of his
cab.
TRACY
Don't tell her
anything…Nothing. Promise? MATT nods. MERILY, made up and dressed as
twentysomething, greets TRACY cheerfully through the passenger window.
MERILY
Sweetheart.
TRACY nods,
looks nervously at MATT.
MERILY
And you'd be
Matt…?
MERILY'S smile
bears the vestiges of her youthful coquetry.
MERILY
The famous Matt
Patterson. Thanks heaps for taking care of Britney for me…(A BEAT) Cool.
TRACY rolls her
eyes. MATT'S mobile rings: Serena. MATT answers it. Serena's
voice comes through loud and clear:
SERENA'S VOICE
So, you've got
your phone back!? You 'gunna' be here soon or should I put some new batteries
in my vibrator?
MATT
We've got an
audience…
SERENA'S VOICE
So who's
listening?
MATT
Tracy and her
mum.
SERENA'S VOICE
Hi Tracy's mum.
MERILY
Hi…
SERENA'S VOICE
Serena. You
finished with Matt yet, Tracy?
MATT
It's all
over…be there soon.
SERENA'S VOICE
Soon?
Like…before Christmas?
MATT
I love you.
There is a long
silence.
SERENA'S VOICE
Have we got a
bad connection or did you just say…?
MATT
I love you. You
heard right.
There is a long
pause.
SERENA'S VOICE
I love you too.
(A BEAT) You're not on drugs are you?
MATT (laughs)
Be there soon.
SERENA'S VOICE
K.
MATT hangs up.
MERILY
What happened
to your hand?
MATT
Windscreen was
pissing me off and…
MATT makes a
faux boxing gesture. TRACY smiles.
MATT
Got something
you want to tell your mum, Tracy…Britney?
TRACY looks at
MATT - terrified. She shakes her head.
MATT
You got
anything you want to tell your daughter?
MERILY
Tracy…where did
Tracy come from?
MERILY
I hate Britney!
MERILY
Yes, but…you
know, when you were born…there weren't any Britney's?
MATT
Was it you or
her biological dad decided on Britney?
MERILY tries
hard to hide her shock.
MERILY
Oh, um...! Me…
TRACY tries to
catch MATT'S eye to warn him off.
MATT
Do you mind if
I ask you a personal question, Merily?
MERILY
Not about vibrators,
I hope!
MATT
Have you ever
sent Tracy…Britney…to see a therapist…a psychiatrist.
MERILY
No. (A BEAT) Do
you think I should? (A BEAT) She's got a vivid imagination, of course....very vivid...
but that's not a problem is it? Making up stories? I mean, that Bryce Courtney
made a living making up stories. A good living. Did it a bit myself when I was
young …invisible magic friends…handsome princes…you know…fairy tale stuff…then
of course I grew up and…
MATT nods,
looks at TRACY. She is not happy at the direction the conversation is taking.
To MERILY:
MATT
I hear some
amazing stories driving a cab.
MERILY
I can imagine.
MATT
A few nights
ago I had a girl around Tracy's age…Tiffany…who really wanted to talk. Regular
little motor-mouth…
MERILY
Reminds me of
someone I know.
MERILY looks at
TRACY, smiles. TRACY is trying to make eye-contact with MATT but he avoids her
stare.
MATT
Tiffany's mum
had told her her dad'd died when Tiffany was young. And Tiffany spent most of
her life wondering who her dad was. She wanted to know what he looked like,
whether she was like him at all…that sort of thing…She'd lie in bed at night
thinking about him, crying herself to sleep…longing for the father she never
knew…
MERILY'S frozen
smile suggests that this is not a story she wants to hear. TRACY is trying hard
not to freak out.
MATT
Then Tiffany
suddenly finds out who her dad is; that he's not dead. He's alive and well. And
not only that. She knows him. She's met him…
MATT stops,
looks at MERILY - having difficulty keeping the frozen 'interested' smile on
her face.
MERILY
Sounds…(A BEAT)
interesting…
MATT
And with a
happy ending.
MERILY
Oh…! That's
nice…
MATT
Tiffany decided
that she'd never tell her mum that she knew her dad was alive and that she knew
who he was.
MERILY
I like happy
endings.
MATT
That's not the
end.
MERILY
It's not!?
MATT
No, the story
ended when Tiffany's mum, who had no idea that her daughter knew the truth,
decided she wanted to tell Tiffany the truth about her dad.
MERILY
Yes, well
that's probably the best thing, ay? What's that thing they say about the truth?
TRACY
“The truth will
set you free.”
Out of a long
silence, MERILY reaches out, brushes aside a strand of TRACY'S hair that has
fallen out of place.
MERILY
Well, I don't
know about you…Tracy, but I would die for a hamburger with the works.
TRACY
Me too.
MERILY
Is that Blue?
MERILY has
spotted BLUE walking out of the doorway to the fast food outlet with his arms
full of fast food and drinks. At the same moment, Juliet's friend Harmony's red
sedan pulls into a parking space - JULIET waving to MATT from the window.
TRACY
Juliet?
MATT nods.
TRACY'S face lights up in a happy smile. JULIET gets out of the car and, when
she sees TRACY and realizes who she is, her face lights up also.
JULIET starts
to walk towards Matt's cab.
TRACY takes her
mother's hand, holds it affectionately. MERILY squeezes TRACY'S hand tight.
BLUE, beaming a
stupid smile, starts to make his way towards Matt's cab also - just as the
purple sedan pulls up closeby. GBH gets out, moves fast towards BLUE.
MATT
Fuck.
47 EXT. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT runs full
tilt towards the entrance as BLUE drops his food and drinks and tries to make a
run for it.
GBH grabs him
and is just about to flatten BLUE with a backhander when MATT arrives behind
him, grabs his arm, spins him around, holds him firmly - speaking calmly but
authoritatively:
MATT
No!
GBH is
disoriented for a second, unused as he is to meeting opposition of any kind. He
recovers quickly, however.
GBH
You!
GBH extricates
himself from MATT'S grip. MATT doesn't put up any resistance but stands his
ground, looking directly into GBH'S eyes. BLUE moves to run. Without taking his
eyes off MATT, GBH grabs BLUE by the scruff of his shirt.
MATT
Let him go.
GBG smiles
maliciously.
GBH
Go fuck yaself
cunt. Mind ya own fucking business.
MATT
Let him go ya
big fucking useless tub of lard.
GBH lets BLUE
go, grabs MATT by the scruff of his shirt, snarls menacingly, his face close to
MATT'S.
GBH
What the fuck
you just say?
MATT
Said you're a
big useless tub of lard. A useless waste of fucking space. A…
GBH throws a
fast right hook that connects with MATT'S face and sends him sprawling. As MATT
lies stunned on the ground, JULIET runs to help him as TRACY races up to GBH,
leaps onto him and starts bashing him with her fists, pulling his hair.
TRACY
Fuckin'
arsehole!
GBH is in such
a rage that he barely notices TRACY hanging off him, beating him. He has his
fists ready for the next round as MATT struggles to his feet.
JULIET
Dad, don't…
GBH flicks
TRACY off. MATT, on his feet now, ignores JULIET - his nose bloodied, his lip
bleeding. He walks back up to GBH - whose fists are at the ready, shifting his
weight from one foot to the other as if he was in a boxing ring. MATT stops a
few feet from him, watches GBH for a moment, shakes his head, smiles. GBH slaps
him across the face with a backhander.
GBH
You fucking
want me to beat the shit out of you?
MATT
Nah, not
particularly, GBH, but nor do you…
GBH looks to
his mates - who are clearly eager for him to beat the shit out of MATT. GBH
snarls, slaps MATT again.
MATT
If your mates
weren't here, there'd be no-one to impress, ay?
GBH is
completely thrown by this. This is a script that he is completely unfamiliar
with.
GBH
But…but…
He points to
BLUE.
GBH
But…this little
cunt owes me money!
MATT
How much?
GBH
Eight hundred
bucks.
MATT
Eight hundred
bucks? So, if he gives you eight hundred bucks you wont need to beat the little
cunt up?
GBH
I guess…
MATT
Wait right
here, GBH.
GBH nods,
avoids the dirty disapproving look from SPIDER. MATT turns, starts to walk back
to his cab.
SPIDER
You’re a
fucking wimp, GBH.
SPIDER strides
forward, fists at the ready.
SPIDER
This little
cunt needs to learn a lesson.
MATT is almost at his cab now. TRACY stands
between SPIDER and BLUE, holds up a shaking hand: ‘stop’.
TRACY
I wouldn’t lay
a finger on the little cunt, if I were you, spider!
MATT spins
around, sees:
SPIDER, laughing, moving towards BLUE,
ready to push TRACY out of the way.
CLOSE ON: TRACY as she lets out a cry:
TRACY
“Eeee-yah!”
…as she delivers a perfectly executed
karate kick to SPIDER’S groin. He collapses to the ground in extreme pain.
MATT, GBH and all other observers
react with degrees of shock appropriate to their characters.
GBH goes to SPIDER’S aid.
GBH
You OK, bro?
SPIDER, angry and humiliated, pushes
him away.
SPIDER
Fuck off!
MATT makes
brief eye contact with TRACY – shaking his head and smiling – before dropping
into the driver's seat.
48 INT. CAB. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT takes out
his night's earnings, counts his money.
MATT
Shit.
He takes out
his wallet, extracts a couple of fifty dollar notes but still hasn't got
enough.
MATT
Fuck!
MATT'S
attention is caught by a cracking sound. He looks at the window - the cracks
growing a few more inches as he watches. He shakes his head, smiles, looks down
at the seat beside him, makes a decision, opens the cab door.
49 EXT. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
MATT hands cash
to GBH. SPIDER can be seen in the background hobbling back to the pimped out
car.
MATT
$650 and...
MATT holds out
the small parcel, wrapped with a ribbon.
MATT
...something
worth $150.
GBH takes the
parcel, holds it as if it really was a present for him. The beginnings of a
smile appear on his face.
SPIDER, leaning
up against the car, shakes his head in disgust.
GBH
Can I open it?
Now?
MATT
Sure.
GBH starts to
undo the ribbon carefully. MATT sees the greeting card, slips it out of the
envelope. As he unwraps the parcel GBH is careful not to tear the paper. He is
now just a kid opening a present. Inside he finds a Kindle.
MATT
Should be able
to get $150 for it…
GBH
This is one of
those things ya can read books and stuff on, right?
MATT nods.
GBH
I never been a
big one for reading.
BLUE
You should read
'Girl with the Dragon Tattoo', GB. Fucking awesome!
GBH nods,
trying hard to hide his excitement from SPIDER and his OTHER MATE.
A LITTLE LATER
MATT and JULIET
stand a little distance from where BLUE is giving GBH a quick lesson in how to
use the Kindle.
JULIET
It doesn’t
matter, dad.
MATT
It does matter.
I promised I’d move to Melbourne to be close to you and...I
didn’t...because...this is not an excuse...just... an explanation. It broke my
heart so much every time I had to say goodbye to you and...(A BEAT)...you
remember what I was like…
JULIET nods.
MATT
And your mother
said to me if I was going to cry like that every time I saw you she…she'd
rather I didn't come…which is why I stopped coming to the house…
CLOSEBY
As BLUE gives
him a quick Kindle lesson, GBH is aware of the disapproving looks on the faces
of SPIDER and his OTHER MATE - standing beside the purple sedan.
BLUE
And this
controls the size of the font…the letters…
CLOSEBY
MATT
…and remember,
we'd meet in the park or at the pier or somewhere 'safe' where your mum
wouldn't have to see me?
JULIET nods.
MATT
And then when
you stopped wanting to...to...hug me, and...
JULIET
Oh, dad! (SHE
TOUCHES HIS ARM)It wasn't because I didn’t want to but because mum said…and not
just mum, but school…everyone…that now I was a young woman…
CLOSEBY
BLUE'S Kindle
lesson has finished. GBH nods, tries unsuccessfully to slip back into his tough
persona; turns and walks awkwardly to the purple sedan. He moves to get into the
front passenger seat but one of his OTHER MATE is sitting there. GBH climbs
sheepishly into the back seat.
CLOSEBY
JULIET
And then you
stopped coming to Melbourne. I mean, every second weekend…
MATT
Because I
didn't think you wanted me to…like you were pushing me away.
JULIET
I was, because
it hurt so much that you weren't there and I thought it might hurt less if I
didn't see you than if I saw you just sometimes... but then I was angry that
you didn't come more often and…
MATT shakes his
head.
MATT
Faaark!
JULIET smiles,
nods.
MATT
Why didn't you
tell me any of this…?
JULIET
You know why,
ay?
MATT nods.
JULIET
I didn't come
to Sydney for Harmony's birthday.
MATT
I know.
JULIET
Why didn't you
tell me? (A BEAT) Faark! (THEY BOTH SMILE) I came to see you. I had all these
things I wanted to say but was scared to say, in case…
MATT
Me too. Why is
that?
JULIET shakes
her head.
JULIET
I don't know.
You're the adult here. Aren't you supposed to know things like that?
MATT
I guess. A slow
learner. Your mother's right about that, at least.
JULIET laughs.
MATT takes her in his arms, holds her tight. JULIET reciprocates, tears in her
eyes. She smiles.
50 INT. FAST FOOD OUTLET. NIGHT
TRACY, BLUE and
JULIET sit in a cubicle eating fast food. JULIET stares at TRACY in shock:
JULIET (incredulous)
A virgin! No
way!
TRACY nods.
JULIET looks at BLUE for confirmation.
BLUE (nods)
True! Sad but
true!
BLUE grins,
looks at TRACY. She smiles, takes his hand, entwines their fingers, rests her
head on BLUE'S shoulder.
TRACY
But ya know
what, I been thinking…!?
BLUE’S face
breaks into a huge happy smile. TRACY remembers something, reaches for her
mobile phone.
TRACY
Shit!
51 INT. CAB. NIGHT
MATT drives, a
contented smile on his face. Music plays on the radio. The sound of rooster
crowing. MATT lifts his mobile to his ear.
TRACY'S VOICE
Hey, ya never
did tell me why ya wanted me to tell you about my dad!?
MATT (SMILES)
Know I told you
I never had a girlfriend called Merily?
TRACY'S VOICE
Yeah.
MATT
I lied. (A
BEAT) Different Merily, but I wanted to be sure...
TRACY’S loud
laughter is heard.
MATT (laughs)
Ever lose your
wallet again…
TRACY
K.
A LITTLE LATER
MATT drives,
turns the music on the radio up, bops along to it, looks at the knuckles - the
blood dried now. The end credits begin to roll over MATT driving.
Up ahead, seen
through the cracked windscreen, a figure stands at the side of the road, arm
outstretched, trying to flag MATT down. As he drives past the figure, his face
lost in shadow, MATT gestures 'Sorry'. The figure waves back: OK.
Only when MATT
glances in the rear-vision mirror does he realize that the figure is GBH - a
forlorn hangdog expression on his face, his body slumped in defeat - clutching
his new Kindle; its screen blue.
MATT keeps
driving, his mind is racing. He slams on the brakes, skids to a standstill,
looks at the rear-vision mirror - in which GBG can be seen loping towards the
cab.
52 EXT. CAB CITY STREET.NIGHT
A wide shot.
MATT'S cab is parked at the side of the road. GBH runs the final 10 or so
meters to the cab, stands by the driver's door talking to MATT.
The credits
continue to roll as MATT and GBH talk. Their conversation, unheard, goes on and
on. From the way he holds it up the Kindle it looks as though GBH may be asking
MATT about how to use it.
The end credits
continue as MATT and GBH talk. GBH laughs happily.
MATT drives
off.
GBH raises his
hand to wave goodbye.
Fade to black
THE END
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