On the Beach Page #2
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- 1959
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I DON'T KNOW, REALLY.
LIKE THIS AND--
VERY FUNNY.
YOU'RE STARTING TO GE YOUR FIGURE BACK,
AREN'T YOU, CHARLIE ?
YOU KNOW,
A LITTLE HERE,
A LITTLE THERE.
BY THE WAY,
I INVITED CAPTAIN TOWERS
FOR THE WEEKEND.
OH, PETER,
YOU DIDN'T.
I HAD TO, REALLY.
AND HE STARTED ASKING QUESTIONS
AN AWFUL CLOD NO TO HAVE ASKED HIM.
HE'LL BE ALL RIGHT,
I THINK.
WAS HE MARRIED,
DO YOU KNOW ?
TWO KIDS.
AND THEY'RE GONE ?
PABLUM EVERYWHERE-- THEY'RE
OUT OF SIGHT, THAT'S ALL.
HE'LL GET SODDEN
AND WEEP. I CAN' STAND THAT AGAIN.
HE DOESN'T LOOK
YOUR R.A.F. CHUM
DIDN'T EITHER.
NOW, MARY--
FOR ONE THING, I THOUGH A PARTY ON SATURDAY NIGHT.
WE HAVEN' DONE THAT FOR A WHILE.
ALL UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL
ABOUT THOSE MORBID DISCUSSIONS.
WE WOULD HAVE TO GE SOMEONE FOR HIM, THOUGH.
WHY NOT ?
JULIAN SAID:
NO, DARLING, YOU DIDN'T LISTEN.
GIN... FOR BRANDY.
MORE BRANDY.
AT LEAST.
ON A COT.
PUT MOIRA ON A CO ON THE VERANDA.
SHE CLAIMS SHE'S NOT SLEP IN HER OWN BED THE LAS THREE MONTHS ANYWAY.
I'LL RING HER UP TONIGH AND GIVE HER THE DRILL.
PETER--
WHAT ?
YOU DO UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL
SURE.
OF COURSE I DO.
THEN WHY DON'T YOU
[ Man ]
GIVE HER WHAT FOR, MATE.
[ Horn Blowing ]
AM I ?
MM-HMM.
I'M MOIRA DAVIDSON.
M-O-I-R-A.
IT WAS A VERY FASHIONABLE NAME
I'M A THROWBACK.
[ Laughs ]
WHERE'S HOLMES ?
OH, HE'S DECKING
HE SENT ME:
BETTER, I'D SAY.
I'M YOUR DATE
[ Laughs ]
I LOVE AMERICANS.
THEY'RE SO NAIVE.
THIS WAY, COMMANDER.
A NEW MODEL.
ONLY ONE HORSEPOWER,
ON THE FLAT.
QUITE A BUGGY.
OVER 70 YEARS OLD.
IN AMERICA.
I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED.
GIVE ME YOUR TOOTHBRUSH.
TAKE AMELIA'S HEAD WHILE I SEE
SHE'S STILL A WEE BI STICKY IN REVERSE.
ALL RIGHT, BOY.
HERE WE GO.
IS THERE A PLACE
WHAT ?
"A LITTLE BREAKFAST."
DO YOU MEAN:
THAT IN ADDITION
TO EVERYTHING ELSE,
I, UH--
OH, NEVER MIND.
HOP IN.
A COUPLE DRINKS:
[ Laughing ]
OH, INCIDENTALLY,
THEY DIDN'T TELL ME
MY NAME IS TOWERS,
DWIGHT LIONEL TOWERS.
REALLY ?
REALLY.
HANG ON,
DWIGHT LIONEL.
[ Cracking Whip ]
???? [ Piano ]
???? [ Continues ]
[ Towers ]
AS A MATTER OF FACT, WE'VE ONLY
IT'S CALLED THESAWFISH.
MY SECOND HUSBAND
WAS AN AMERICAN.
WE TRAVELED:
AND EVERYWHERE WE WEN HE WOULD SAY TO PEOPLE,
OH.
WELL, I'M SORRY.
I WAS TOO.
WHILE HE LASTED.
OH, ON LOAN.
OH.
WELL... TOODLE.
[ Snickers ]
TOODLE.
[ Laughs ]
[ Guests Chattering ]
AND NOTHING HAPPENS.
AT LEAST HE HASN' BURST INTO TEARS.
[ Man ] AMEN !
[ Man #2 ]
THAT'S SHEER BALDERDASH !
NONSENSE IN MY LIFE.
THIS WHOLE WAR WAS AN ACCIDENT ?
I DIDN'T SAY THAT.
DOWN TO THE TINIEST MECHANICAL
AND EMOTIONAL DETAIL.
BUT IT WAS A MISTAKE,
IT WAS A BEAUT.
THE TIME FOR EXAMINATION,
WE SHALL FIND:
THAT OUR SO-CALLED CIVILIZATION
WAS GLORIOUSLY DESTROYED...
BY A HANDFUL:
OF VACUUM TUBES AND TRANSISTORS.
PROBABLY FAULTY.
[ Man #2 ]
THERE YOU ARE, JULIAN.
NOW WE KNOW:
OH, NO, YOU DON'T.
NO. NO.
MECHANICS OF DISASTER,
BUT YOU DON'T PIN THE GUIL ON THE SCIENTISTS
THAT EASILY.
PIN IT ON... MOTHERHOOD.
ON SOMEBODY.
YOU SCIENTISTS:
YOU EXPERIMENTED WITH IT,
JUST A MOMENT, MORGAN.
A MOMENT IS ABOUT ALL WE HAVE.
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN.
THE SCIENTISTS SIGNED
PETITION AFTER PETITION,
JULIAN, PLEASE.
BUT NOBODY LISTENED.
THERE WAS A CHOICE.
AND USE THEM...
THE SOVIET UNION
WOULD FIND SOME WAY
TO GO ON LIVING.
[ Scoffs ]
THAT'S WISHFUL THINKING,
[ Julian ]
I'M NOT AGAINS WISHFUL THINKING, NOT NOW.
[ Morgan ]
THEY DIDN'T THINK WE'D FIGHT,
AND THEY WERE WRONG.
ON OURSELVES.
WITH THE INTERESTING RESUL THAT THE BACKGROUND LEVEL
OF RADIATION...
[ Holmes ]
JULIAN.
NINE TIMES !
THE WHOLE SILLY, DRUNKEN,
PATHETIC LOT OF US.
DOOMED BY THE AIR
STOP IT !
I WON'T.
THERE IS HOPE.
THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE.
WE CAN'T.
WE-- WE--
[ Sobs ]
[ Door Closes ]
I SHOULDN'T DRINK,
YOU KNOW.
I INEVITABLY SAY
SOMETHING BRILLIANT.
SORRY.
[ Puts Down Glass ]
[ Sobbing ]
[ Continues Sobbing ]
I--
I CAN'T HELP IT, PETER.
I'M SORRY.
I JUST CAN'T.
EVERYBODY'S GONE TO BED.
SETTLES THE STOMACH.
JULIAN HAD:
A LOT TO DRINK.
JULIAN AND I:
ARE THE TOWN DRUNKS.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO FORGET ?
[ Chuckles ]
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU KNOW...
SOMEBODY SHOULD HAVE
GIVEN ME A COPY...
MY BIG MOUTH.
[ Chuckling ]
DANGER STRUCK:
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