Isle of the Dead Page #19
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The General looks at her with heightened attention.
GENERAL:
You look so pale this morning, as
if all your blood were drained
away.
Cathy looks at him, her ego gratefully absorbing this
attention and sympathy. The General takes a few steps back
and forth, then stops before her.
GENERAL:
Has that girl -- has Thea ever told
you where she comes from?
CATHY:
(not liking the change of
subject)
Some village in the mountains --
Alethera, I think.
The General stands very still.
GENERAL:
Has she spoken to you of her father
and her mother?
CATHY:
(indifferently)
She has never mentioned her family.
GENERAL:
How old is she?
The General waits tensely for the answer, which means so much
to him. Cathy, now definitely bored by the trend of the
conversation, replies cattily:
CATHY:
(indifferently)
I don't know --- fairly young.
The General stands silent. Cathy gets up languidly and starts
for the tunnel.
CATHY:
The sun is so strong here.
The General watches her depart, then walks to the edge of the
landing and starts down towards the beach.
DISSOLVE:
EXT. CYPRESS GROVE - DAY -
LONG SHOT - HIGH CAMERA SETUP. The sunlight drifts in long
beams between the trees. At the end of one of these rays of
light, Thea is seated on a block of marble. In her lap are
some myrtle leaves and she is happily occupied in weaving
them into a crown.
MED. CLOSE SHOT - Thea. Suddenly a tall shadow falls over
her. She looks up.
ANOTHER ANGLE. The General stands before Thea. She looks up
without a smile of greeting.
GENERAL:
You have deceived me long enough.
Now I have found out. You are from
Alethera -- from where I took you
and from where you came to die - -
to die without dying - -
Thea rises and faces him.
THEA:
Why are you making up these things -
- why are you wishing evil on me?
(as if answering her own
question)
You know who I am, don't you?
GENERAL:
(slowly)
I wish I didn't know.I wish I had
never found you again.
THEA:
I knew you hated me and my people --
but I didn't know your hatred was
so bitter --
The General's expression softens. He shakes his head sadly.
GENERAL:
It isn't hatred. I couldn't hate
you.
Thea looks at him wonderingly, struck by the change in his
tone.
GENERAL:
(somberly)
I failed you twenty years ago. Now,
I've come to do what must be done.
Thea's face lights up. She says, almost hopefully:
THEA:
To take me with you?
The General draws back from her in horror, believing as he
does that she is a Vrykolaka. With his left hand he begins to
reach inside his tunic.
GENERAL:
(in a hoarse whisper)
No - - no -- to do what I should
have done.
At this moment, a call comes from above.
OLIVER'S VOICE
Thea --
The General looks off towards the voice.
OLIVER'S VOICE (CONT'D)
Thea --
THEA:
(calling)
I'm here..
The General lets go her arm.
GENERAL:
(in a low voice)
I watched you -- you've bewitched
him. But he is my friend.
You'll not do to him what you have
done to the young English girl.
Thea turns and runs. The General stands looking after her.
EXT. THE LOWER END OF THE PATH LEADING FROM THE HOUSE - DAY
Oliver comes leisurely down the path to the three or four
steps which brings it to the floor of the grove. He stops
suddenly as Thea runs in very agitated. She runs up to him
and he takes her in his arms.
OLIVER:
Thea, what's wrong?
THEA:
The General threatened me.
OLIVER:
(grinning)
Oh, that Vrykolaka business. You
mustn't be too angry with him,
Thea. He's an old man and now with
all this trouble —— the
disappointment in not being able to
lead his own army to victory --
cooped up here waiting for death -
naturally his mind goes back to the
things he believed when he was an
ignorant lad in some mountain
village.
THEA:
He keeps asking for the name of
my father and mother.
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