Summer in February Page #5

No, it's perfect.

Somebody else

has moved into the cottage.

Thank you so much.

I'm glad you like it.

I'm going to fetch my things.

Will you wait here?

What, now?

- Yes, will you wait for me?

- Of course.

- Morning, AJ.

- Morning.

Ah.

AJ.

You're looking well.

Roses in your cheeks.

Yes, you are looking well.

Am I?

Suits you.

You should get out more.

I am. I'm going now in fact.

- Going where?

- Don't.

Come on.

Let's be seeing you.

- All of you.

- AJ, not now.

So when is now?

Not in the day, not in the night,

not this week, not next week,

not sometimes, not ever.

- Just not now.

- Yes now!

Go on. Try that again.

Try that again.

Why don't you do

what you bloody well should do?

Ow!

Aow!

Don't you dare.

I'm not your gypsy!

- No.

- And I'm not Dolly!

You're damn right you're not.

Florence, what is it?

No, don't touch me!

It's all right. It's all right.

I just wanted to say...

I just wanted to say

that she's told me.

Told you?

Told you what?

About the hut.

- Wherever it is.

- Oh, it's nothing.

I'm happy to do it for her,

for you, for both of you.

It's been made crystal clear

to me that it's out of bounds.

Come to think of it, to tell you the

truth, quite a bit is out of bounds.

- Sit down, AJ.

- I don't want to sit down.

It used to be so easy, didn't it?

Paint,

have a drink...

...ride, everything full tilt.

But this...

God, this beats me.

The whole f***ing business.

Dodge!

Morning, ladies. Morning, AJ.

Thank you.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

Oh, I've just seen

old Harold in his car.

Exciting, isn't it?

Is it?

Stink of petrol.

- Is the stink of petrol exciting?

- All I meant was that er...

The hunt is exciting.

The smell of a horse,

that's exciting.

Besides, he never goes anywhere,

does he?

Runs around after Laura.

Perhaps that is because he loves her.

Is that what you want, is it?

Errand boy? Lap dog?

I have applied for a position

in Africa, surveying.

I'll be hearing within the month.

Not back to South Africa?

You're not going back there?

- It's West Africa, Nigeria.

- Nigeria?

But for how long?

- I might not get it.

- How long, she asked?

Three years.

Jumping off to the jungle.

F*** Africa. I need you here.

She needs you here.

Some bloody friend you are.

- AJ...

- And talking of a friend,

I'd like to offer you a bit of advice

because I've seen something of life.

You've seen a little bit, but you

don't know what you're talking about.

AJ, do you know what we did in

South Africa when we were starving?

No breakfast like this,

no breakfast at all, no lunch.

No dinner, no food.

Do you know what we did?

You like horses, don't you, AJ?

You love them. We both do.

Well, we killed them.

We beheaded them, we skinned them

and we boiled them into soup,

horse soup.

Horse soup, so do not talk to me

about what you have seen.

Do not talk to me about petrol

and, above all,

do not talk to me about art and life!

Stay where you are.

Don't move.

Stay exactly as you are forever.

You already have the letter,

haven't you?

Yes.

And you're going to accept?

I must.

Hm.

Howard says there may be another war.

What will you do then?

I'll join my regiment if I have to.

There's no drink here, AJ.

You know.

He called in, yes.

Joey gone, Dolly gone.

Gilbert... going.

Going.

Gone.

Yes.

They're all gone.

You'd better sit down for a moment.

Friends, one sees how it ends.

"A woman looks,

"Or a man lies.

"And the pleasant brooks,

"And the quiet skies,

"Ruined with brawling,

"And caterwauling,

"Enchant no more,

"As they did before,

"And so it ends,

"With friends. "

Thank you.

Life goes on, AJ.

- Yes, it certainly does.

- And you have a wife now.

- She's no wife.

- What on earth do you mean?

She's with him.

That's what I mean.

Do you know that we're sitting

on 264 million years of rock?

No.

I'm going to paint you now.

Close your eyes.

Does AJ know?

He knows.

- What on earth...?

- I'm painting. I'm painting you.

- Give in. Just give in.

- Stop it. Stop.

And, Captain Evans, did you know...

Did you know they've put a telegraph

cable all the way under the sea?

All the way to America.

Imagine all of that cable,

all those voices saying,

"I love you", echoing along it.

Will you write to me every day?

Where shall I write?

The hotel.

Are you sure you'll still be here?

You're so beautiful.

My beautiful soldier.

My captain.

Why can't there be

a telegraph cable to Nigeria?

There will be.

It's like a summer's day,

isn't it?

Summer in February.

Which train is it?

The first one in the morning.

Come back for me.

I will.

Tell me again.

I love you.

I love you.

- Afternoon, madam.

- Hello.

Florence.

Mm-hmm.

I was just wondering

how your work is coming along.

It's gone.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

Unless he comes back.

Some tea, I think.

Are you going to come to the party?

Oh, er, I expect so.

We always do.

Fancy dress wouldn't be

the same without you.

Does he know?

What?

Oh, come on, Florence.

I can't tell him.

You'll have to... fairly soon.

It's not his.

Are you sure?

It can't be his.

AJ's coming over to us.

What are you up to, Laura?

Painting some fishermen

over in Newlyn.

No.

Not that.

With her?

What were you up to just now?

- We were just talking.

- Just talking.

Just talking.

Look at her.

Go on.

Off you go.

You whore!

Florence, my dear,

are you all right?

Oh.

How do?

Captain Evans.

Gilbert.

Harold.

Good to see you.

Very good.

So you don't want me

to come with you?

No, thank you.

Do give my love to Laura, won't you?

I will. I will.

One moment. One moment, there's...

There's this for you.

Thank you, Harold.

Dear Gilbert, one day

you'll come back to Lamoma.

I know you will.

And when you do, I hope that you will

accept this from your old friend.

AJ.

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