Departure Page #4

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[IN FRENCH] Was that what it was?

[IN FRENCH] Answer me!

(SOBS)

PHILIP:
Well, it's stupid

to take it back.

BEA:
I'm stupid.

I'm the bloody stupid one!

- (GLASS SMASHES)

- Oh, sh*t.

For God's sake.

Oh, God.

I can't take this any more.

You can't take what?

Can't take marriage?

It's not a marriage.

But it's all I've got.

- BEA:
Ow!

- Bea, stop it.

Ow.

Oh, God!

Oh, God! Oh, God!

(SOBS)

BEA:
Wash your hands, Elliot.

Take your jacket off.

Not at the table, Elliot.

Pass your plate.

- What happened to your hand?

- Your mother's offering you the gravy.

- What happened?

- Just take it.

I can't go through

another meal like this.

Tell Elliot what you pushed away, Philip.

Tell him what you gave up.

- Beatrice.

- Tell him.

Tell all of us what you put away.

Tell Elliot.

I broke a glass, that's all.

It's just a wretched glass.

No point buying decent things

when your mother just...

Shut up!

- Just shut up!

- Don't talk to me like that.

(FRONT DOOR CLOSES)

Elliot, sit down.

(ELLIOT CLIMBS STAIRS)

(SOBS)

(YELLS)

BEA:
It was just a distraction,

wasn't it, buying houses?

One at a time.

Each one a bit bigger than the last.

Then two. Had to have two.

On the ladder.

I tried.

BEA:
What did you try?

PHILIP:
To be happy.

I saw you eyeing the waiters.

I didn't understand it at first.

- Young men in cafs.

- No.

You hid it really well,

but I saw you, Philip, I saw you.

Far back inside you.

The looks.

The longing.

Behind the shutters.

Please, Beatrice.

BEA:
I've always felt it.

That...

the love that you had...

was all I could expect.

PHILIP:
Beatrice.

BEA:

And that what I had for you...

was all you wanted.

Your father isn't going to be there

when we get back.

He's not living with us any more.

Is that why you burned everything?

I didn't burn everything.

You burned the chest, the photos.

- What did you think you were doing?

- Oh, shut up, Elliot.

They were mine too.

- BEA:
It's not about you.

- Then who is it about?

- Hm? Who is it about?

- It's about me.

It's about me!

Oh, God! Oh, no.

Leave me alone!

Oh, God.

I feel like I'm drowning.

It's all my fault.

I didn't tell him about you and Clment.

You didn't tell...

You didn't tell me

about you and Clment either.

- Tell you what?

- Elliot...

- Tell you what?

- Elliot.

- I don't want to talk about it.

- I want to talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

Elliot!

Sh*t.

ELLIOT:
So how will you get to Paris?

CLMENT:
By train.

ELLIOT:
So why don't you?

CLMENT:
Where are we going?

ELLIOT:
I want to find the deer.

CLMENT:
This is stupid. Putain.

What will you do if you find it?

I'll bury it.

It was here somewhere. There was a bang,

we hit it and then it limped away.

[IN FRENCH] What if it's not dead?

What if it's in your head?

(YELLS)

Qu'est-ce qu'il y a l? Huh?

[IN FRENCH] It's not "I like you".

[IN FRENCH] I know.

Clment.

(DISTANT THUNDER)

(THUNDER)

("RUSALKA" BY DVOK)

("CATCH THE WIND" BY OLIVER DALDRY)

We were foolish, we were kind,

so caught up inside of time

And the emptiness dividing us

by all we had to find

We'd be focusing our minds

on what we couldn't leave behind

In all the fire and smoke

we could not catch the wind

I would smile at you and hope

that one day upon the ropes

You'd learn to live and cope

with the love you couldn't show

At the bottom of the oak

where you oh, so softly spoke

Though we've been lucky all our lives

We'll never catch the wind

Raise a glass, my dear, my love

Every time you think of love

And the frustration you would hide

And you've been lucky all your life,

but you'll never catch the wind

Well, I took all your foolish ways

and I played all your childish games

Oh, it was never hard to save

every time you weren't so brave

You've never seen that face

but in my heart it's you I crave

You did all you want,

you'll never catch the wind

I know all is said and done

And we don't talk and oh, not once

do I regret I fill my lungs

With every single song I've sung

Oh, we were never meant to end,

how I even thought to think it

Now it's beating at my limbs,

I'll never catch the wind

Raise a glass, my dear, my love

Every time you think of love

And the frustration you would hide

And you've been lucky all your life,

I've been so lucky all my life

We've been so lucky all our lives

But we'll never

Catch the wind

Raise a glass, my dear, my love

Every time you think of love

And the frustration you would hide

And you've been lucky all your life,

I've been so lucky all my life

We've been so lucky all our lives

But we'll never

Catch the wind

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