Four in the Morning Page #5

---

when I get back this evening.

- It isn't for me.

You fought so for about all this.

We can't even talk anymore

without getting angry.

- No.

Remembering what we used to be like,

that's the really awful thing.

Used to want to get rid of Joe

to be alone, didn't we?

That was a long time ago.

- And now you don't care.

I've got dreary.

- If that's what you think I mean, fine.

But it's because I stay out for one night.

- Do you think that

that's all this is about,

just one night?

- What the hell is it all about then?

- If only you would once

make me feel important.

If only you'd bring me flowers sometime

when you don't have to.

- I'll bring you flowers every week.

- I don't want them.

- Why do you say it then?

- Why do I always have

to ask for what I want?

- You're always waiting to attack me.

You're so fed up with yourself you want to

take it out on me, is that it?

What do you want from me?

Do you want to drain so much life out of me

till there's nothing else left,

is that what you want?

Is it any wonder that I just

want to get out of this

whole dreary place?

And that is exactly what I'm going to do.

- [Jude] What, get out?- [Norman] Yes.

- Well you can stay out.

Why you, why not me?

- Away from that door.

- Why do you think you

can just come and go as

you please just because I'm here?

What choice do I have,

what life is this for me?

- Don't know.

- Do you know there was

a time this evening when

I went round tidying everything for you?

And you didn't come and you didn't come.

And then there was nothing left

to make the effort for.

I'm no good without you.

- Fine, but don't try

to live your life through me.

- Answer me.

- I'm going out.

- Where?

- Anywhere.

- And I suppose I'm going to be

here when you come back.

- Get away from the door.

Don't do that to me.

Joe, come on, Joe, get up.

- What's the matter?

- Get up!

- Where we going?

- Don't ask questions, you're going home.

(crying)

Come on, Joe.

The baby is crying.

- Well you can cope with it.

If you go out that door I'm not going to be

here when you come back.

- Isn't that what you want?

Heaven knows there's

little joy left in it anymore.

- Is that all you can say,

as simple as that?

- I am going.

- Well I won't be here.

(crying)

(dramatic music)

(train rattling)

- We change at Aldgate.

I'll see you home.

- You'll be late.

- It's the next station.

(train rattling)

That's your train, straight through.

- Which way do you go?

- To work?

On the Inner Circle.

Well, if I'm not going to be late,

I'd better go.

- That's probably your train.

(soft music)

- Morning, Mr. Macy.

- Hello sarge, where's this one from?

- Millwell.

- Ah well, we better get on with it then.

- Not a bad one for a change?

- No just dead.

Always the birds hitting the tide.

Maybe some of the fellas don't take a dive.

- Ready, Burt?

- Yep.

- Sit her up then.

- Did you hear about Smithy?

- No.

- He's got a promotion.

- Really, where's he going?

- Over to H division I think.

(mumbling)

- Here we go.

- Scissors.

You're going home smelling like roses.

When do you reckon

the inquest will be then?

- Don't know.

I bet Friday, bet you likely it'll be then.

- [Sarge] Well it won't be you

that has to go in any case.

It'll be me, won't it?

Anything in the clothes?

- [Man] Nope.

- [Sarge] Well, we might

be able to see something.

Any marks of violence?

- [Man] No more than you'd expect.

- [Sarge] There we are, nice appendix scar.

That's narrowed down the field a bit.

- [Man] Yeah, just about two million.

About 26?

- [Sarge] Yeah.

- [Man] Five foot one.

More hot rags, sarge?

- [Sarge] No, these will do.

You know my trouble, don't you?

- Huh?

- [Sarge] Can't give her misses

a straight answer.

Same every bleeding year.

Softening up.

- Yeah.

Spirit.

- [Sarge] Mrs. Watson

will make arrangements.

- Ready for the ink, sarge.

- [Sarge] Like I say,

it depends on the roster.

- Stabbing off there.

- [Sarge] Never let you know, do they?

Good to know there's some consideration.

- Here.

- [Sarge] All right,

this looks like a good one.

- Yeah, not bad.

- [Sarge] Next one.

- Great.

- [Sarge] What's on tonight?

- [Man] Back to the next.

- [Sarge] You got to take

these prints back, haven't you?

(soft music)

- Judi?

Judi?

(soft music)

(train rattling)

(soft music)

- How did you like it?

- Where did you go?

- It doesn't matter, does it?

Did you expect to find me here?

- Yes.

- And what did you think?

- I thought about you.

- Is that all?

- No.

I thought

how do you go on living when life stops?

- I came back 'cause there

was nowhere else to go.

- Oh, what a waste of a night.

- So we solved nothing, did we?

- I know it's ridiculous

but I've got to go to work now.

Will you be here when I get back?

Assuming I don't get drunk

and go to another party, that is.

- Whatever you like.

- Jude.

- I've ironed your shirt.

It's in the bathroom.

(train rattling)

(soft music)

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes