Finding Neverland Page #6

Whoa. Look.

This is great. I'm flying.

We don't need to use much pull at all, see ?

As long as we've got the balance down.

Mother asked me to take the boys out

for the afternoon.

She said she only wanted a bit of quiet,

but she was trembling so badly

she couldn't even finish her tea.

I'm not a fool, Uncle James.

I deserve to know the truth.

I don't know the truth.

She won't talk about it.

But you think it's serious ?

It could be. The doctor felt

she should go and have some tests.

Then you'll have to convince her

to go then.

I've tried. She won't listen to me.

And lately, to be quite honest,

it seems that all my best intentions for

your family have come to nothing but harm.

Apparently I've made

quite a mess of things.

It's Grandmother, isn't it ?

She's run you off, hasn't she ?

Oh, she's absolutely tried with great effort.

And perhaps with good reason.

It isn't you, Uncle Jim. She just...

She just doesn't want

to see Mother hurt anymore.

Look at that.

How magnificent.

The boy's gone.

Somewhere during the last 30 seconds,

you've become a grown-up.

Right then. I think you should be the one

to talk to her, George.

- But I wouldn't know what to say.

- You'll do fine. You'll do just fine.

Mr Barrie, sir. Sorry to interrupt.

- It's Nana, he's expired backstage.

- What's happened ?

I think his costume is too tight.

It's not possible, too tight.

George, give me a minute, I'll be back.

Pull that one tight.

Here, last one.

OK. Flap those wings.

- There you go.

- Whoa !

- Can I have a go ?

- Yeah, you can have a little go if you want.

Give that a tug. Go on.

- Just give it a little pull.

- Can I have a go ?

- In a minute. In a minute.

- Can I have a go ?

- Jack. Pull me higher.

- I have to concentrate.

- Stop it now, boys.

- No, Michael.

Stop mucking about, boys. Come on now.

- I want to do it now.

- No, don't go down there.

What are you... ?

Ow !

Oh, no. Oh, no, I'm sorry.

- I'm so sorry.

- George ?

Mr Barrie ?

Mrs Davies would like a word with you.

No, just Mr Barrie.

- Did you encourage this ?

- Encourage what ?

Oh, James, please.

You know perfectly well what.

George won't allow them to set his arm

unless I submit to an examination.

I see. Well, I suppose you'll have to then,

because he's quite a stubborn young man

when he sets his mind to it.

This is absurd.

They won't tell me anything different.

Different ?

So you've already spoken to a doctor then ?

That is not your concern.

My understanding is that my condition

may be quite serious.

However... my wish is that

life should go on as normal.

So,

I'll have the examination,

and I'll take whatever medications

they advise.

But I don't want to know what they're for.

And I don't want you inquiring into it

any further.

Wouldn't dream of it.

Mary ?

Mary ?

Peter, could you help George

to fold a pocket handkerchief, please ?

- They're in the linen cupboard. Darling ?

- Yes, Mother.

Jack, how do you manage

to always come untucked ?

Would you check your shirt-tails

in the intermission, please ?

Yes, Mother.

You're not planning on attending

any after-theater events, are you ?

Only for a short time if we do. The tickets !

- With the children ?

- George !

Um, possibly. Would you see

if George has the tickets, please ?

- I'll just check the dressing table.

- Sylvia, there's a...

Mother, please see if George has

the tickets. Michael, where are your socks ?

Wait here, don't move.

Take her feet, George.

We'll need some more blankets.

Oh, take Michael with you, would you ?

She looks much worse

than when we were at the cottage.

Sh, Michael.

- Those 25 seats, has anyone shown up ?

- No, sir. Not yet.

Precisely. Have there been

many people asking for seats ?

- Yes, sir.

- Charles.

I suggest you start selling them.

Yes, James ?

Have you seen any of the Davies family

yet this evening ?

The 25 seats, are they filled ?

- It's taken care of.

- Yes. Yes.

Who did you invite ? Because obviously

whoever you invited decided not to come.

- The seats will be filled, I promise.

- Yes. You've been promising me all...

- Charles ?

- Hello, Mr Stanley.

Have you seen the Davies family

this evening ?

No, sir.

- Jack has gone to get Dr Brighton.

- Oh, no, Mother. I don't need a doctor.

Yes, you do, dear.

I think I'll get some camomile

to help you relax.

Peter will be here if you need anything.

Peter.

Peter.

Can I do anything, Mother ?

No, darling.

You must go to the play.

- I can't do that.

- Yes, you can.

I need you to.

I need you to come back tonight

and tell me every bit of it.

Please.

It's only a play, Mother.

It doesn't matter.

What do you want ?

Take it out.

Open it.

I've never been so proud of you.

Last call, please, ladies and gentlemen.

Last call.

Yes, yes, yes. It's all right. They know.

We had time to sell those 25 seats.

The play's starting.

- Charles.

- What ?

- They're here.

- Who's here ?

Do forgive them being a bit late -

short legs, long walk from the orphanage.

I'm not clear what they're doing here.

- They've come to see the play.

- Mm-hm.

- That's the 25 seats.

- Mm.

Now my nightmare is complete.

You can start your play now.

Your play.

Get them in the scattered seats.

Just there, boys.

Excuse me, sir. This way.

Thank you.

Looks like we got

one of the better-dressed ones.

I just want you to know,

I think you're a wonderful dog.

Thanks.

I won't go to bed. I won't. I won't.

Nana, it isn't six o'clock yet.

Two minutes more.

Please. One minute more.

Nana, I will not be bathed.

I tell you, I will not be bathed.

Who are you ?

No one there. Yet I feel sure I saw a face.

My children.

- How is she ?

- She's resting.

- May I see her ?

- No, Mr Barrie.

I don't think we need to include you in

everything that goes on in this household.

- But she'd want to see him.

- Be quiet, George.

And since, as I've discovered,

you've seen fit to conceal certain facts

about my daughter's condition from me,

I feel no remorse at excluding you

from my home.

But you can't...

- Go upstairs, George, now.

- Stop ordering me about.

This isn't your home. It's our home.

Just cos Mother's

needed your help recently

doesn't give you the right

to rule over her existence.

She's not a child anymore,

and neither am I.

If she wants to see Uncle Jim,

she can see Uncle Jim.

There's nothing you can do about it.

- Mother ?

- Yes, darling ?

James.

No. Your play.

Look at all this.

I'd have come tonight, it's just...

- Mother, you need to rest.

- ..l still have things to do here.

See ? This needs mending.

Four boys, no end of patches.

Can't seem to keep up.

I haven't the time for all this.

Don't look at me like that, James.

You make me feel so utterly exposed.

Boys, would you give me a moment

with your mother, please ? Thank you.

They can see it, you know.

You can't go on just pretending.

"Just pretending" ?

You brought pretending

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes