
Isle of the Dead Page #22
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- 1945
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CATHY:
(smiling)
I'll see you at dinner.
As the General closes the door behind him, Cathy gets up and
crosses to the dressing—table.
From behind her, out of the darkness of her own room, comes
Miss Wollsten.
MISS WOLLSTEN:
I've always known what an evil mind
lay behind that pretty weak face of
yours —— but this, Cathy -- even I
would never have believed it is of
you.
CATHY:
(genuinely bewildered)
Would you care to explain what
you're talking about?
MISS WOLLSTEN:
You've been playing on the
superstitions of that poor old man
— — working at him — — turning him
against Thea.
CATHY:
(angrily)
Really, this is idiotic!
MISS WOLLSTEN:
You'd do anything to get Oliver
away from Thea. But I'm going to
stop you. I'm going to tell Mr.
Davis exactly what you are.
Cathy's bewilderment has this time given way to rage, as the
ancient antagonism between the two women flares up again.
CATHY:
And what makes you think he'll
believe you, when I tell him what
you are - - what part you played in
my father's life --
Miss Wollsten shrinks back from her, appalled at the
interpretation Cathy's tone gives to her love for St. Aubyn.
CATHY:
When I tell him that you're unfit
to live a normal life with normal
people —- a cataleptic!
MISS WOLLSTEN:
(stricken)
You wouldn't tell that ——
CATHY:
Wouldn't I?
Now, Miss Wollsten's calm leaves her. She almost shrieks at
the girl.
MISS WOLLSTEN:
Then tell them! You're despicable,
a monster of vanity with heart for
no one but yourself. Tell them
everything -- but I will tell them
too —- and you'll lose, Cathy --
you understand -- you'll lose!
She turns from Cathy, picks up the lamp and goes back to her
own room. Cathy looks after her, her expression of rage
fading to an irritated frown. Then, with a shrug, she picks
up the lychnos and walks out of the room to the hall.
INT. MISS WOLLSTEN'S ROOM - NIGHT
The bed is turned down and a white cotton nightgown hangs
over the footboard. Miss Wollsten picks up a shawl and
adjusts it with a frenzied movement about her shoulders. She
starts to pick up the lamp, then suddenly stops; her face
contorts, her lips writhe in strangulated agony and very
slowly her knees buckle. She goes to her knees, to all fours,
and then slides from this position to the floor.
INT. MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Oliver, Thea, the General and Albrecht an already seated at
the table Albrecht has a soup tureen before his and is
ladling out bowls of soup which the woman servant takes to
the various places. Cathy, coming across the room from the
staircase, goes to her place.
ALBRECHT:
It has been brisk and warm today.
Take comfort We always have these
perfect days before the sirocco
blows.
Albrecht starts to ladle out another portion, looks toward
the one empty seat and asks:
ALBRECHT:
Where is Miss Wollsten?
CATHY:
She's in her room.
THEA:
I'll get her--
Thea gets up and moves quickly across to the stairway.
OLIVER:
If Mr. Albrecht is right, we'll all
be free in a few days.
(to Cathy)
I suppose you'll be going on to
Athens?
CATHY:
(the usual)
I don't know now without my
father.
GENERAL:
You are right. You shouldn't be
traveling alone.
(to Oliver)
Why don't you make the trip with
her?
Cathy turns to Oliver, waiting hopefully for his answer.
OLIVER:
(politely disinterested)
I'd like to, very much -- but it
depends on what dispatches are
waiting for me on the mainland.
ALBRECHT:
(to Oliver)
In case you do so, would you --
Albrecht's words are cut by terrible shriek from the upper
floor. For a split second, they are sit motionless and then
they jump up and rush, to the staircase.
MED. SHOT on head of stairway as the group come up the
stairs. The men, in the lead, cross towards the girls' room
INT. MISS WOLLSTEN'S ROOM - NIGHT
MED. CLOSE SHOT of Thea bending over the body of Miss
Wollsten.
Over the scene come the sound of a door opening, quick
footsteps and ad lib voices. As Thea raises her head, the
CAMERA DRAWS BACK to show the General in the doorway of the
room, with Oliver, Albrecht and Cathy behind him. As the
General stares into the room, Thea's hand goes up to her
necklace. She rises quickly as the General comes forward and
steps aside. The General drops to one knee beside Miss
Wollsten's body.
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