Tamara Drewe Page #9

BETH:

Oh he doesn’t.

GLEN:

Yeah. Falls in mystical love. Hardy

was like that in his life, too. Even

as he aged, he only had eyes for

young women. Like, in one essential

way he never grew up.

BETH:

In his trousers.

GLEN:

He was still at it in his eighties.

You know? Snow on the rooftop but

fire in the cellar...

BETH:

Why won’t it come for you Glen?

The way you talk about it’s so

engaging.

GLEN:

Yeah but there’s an academic style,

you know?

BETH:

Who are you writing for? Who’s your

ideal reader?

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Glen can’t answer.

BETH:

Because if you wrote the way you

spoke... it would make me want to

read Hardy.

GLEN:

Really?

BETH:

Yes. If you wrote like you were

talking to a friend... Pass me that

thing.

Glen passes it, looking at Beth as she tightens a bolt.

BETH:

Try it now.

Glen turns the key. The engine starts. Glen starts to drive

the mower, delighted. Beth watches him, amused.

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70 INT. NIGHT. STONEFIELD - THE DINING ROOM. 70

A cosy dinner for all the writers - more ladies in their

forties and fifties. Nicholas is topping up his glass.

NICHOLAS:

I simply pander to popular taste.

CAITLIN:

Oh your books are far more than that.

NICHOLAS:

Just airport fodder...

Glen at the foot of the table, finds this modesty rich.

CAITLIN:

Your prose is so vivid. And Inchcombe

-for all his flaws - is a man with

total integrity.

GLEN:

Who did you base him on, Nicholas?

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NICHOLAS:

(Ignoring Glen)

My books don’t say anything

profound. I can’t pretend to be an

intellectual - not like Glen here,

illuminating our ignorance with his

critical glow - but I do love prose.

And I think I can turn a reasonable

story.

Glen peers into the kitchen. Beth is serving desserts.

GLEN:

Excuse me.

He goes to help her, leaving the ladies around Nicholas like

cups around a teapot.

GLEN:

Let me help.

BETH:

They need dusting with this.

GLEN:

I went to my room and I wrote for

three hours. The time just

vanished.

BETH:

That’s great, that’s brilliant.

GLEN:

I feel like a man who’s just passed

a gargantuan stool.

BETH:

Super. Sprig of mint on the top.

Glen returns to the dining room with two desserts. He listens

to Nicholas as he serves them.

NICHOLAS:

The real secret of being a writer

is learning how to lie.

A frisson of shock goes round the lady writers.

NICHOLAS (CONT'D)

Because that’s what storytellers

are. Thieves and liars...

GLEN:

(as he serves Nicholas)

‘The basis of all excellence is

truth.’ Samuel Johnson.

Glen’s intellect wins the day. Nicholas smarts.

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71 INT. NIGHT. WINNARDS FARM - TAMARA’S BEDROOM. 71

The room - her mother’s - is empty except for a mattress on

the floor, clothes rail, designer bean bag and desk.

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Tamara is sitting at it, tapping away on her PC, almost

pained with concentration. Ben is bored.

BEN:

Are you done yet?

TAMARA:

I’m just starting something.

BEN:

That poxy column? Can’t it wait?

TAMARA:

Not the column. Just stuff coming

out. Don’t want to stop it.

BEN:

Do it later. Play with me.

Ben strums his guitar, determined to get her attention.

BEN (CONT'D)

She is such fun she’s sexy

And she lives on an old farm

But something gnaws away at me

It’s causing me real harm.

Tamara, what can you do with it?

What can you do with her name?

Its stands there lonely and

rhymeless It’s driving me nearly

insane.

Tamara the lovely, the ultimate,

dazzling girl,

Make me pasta carbonara,

Cos I’m ravenous Tamara,

Then shag me wearing your tiara...

Tamara is delighted. She leaps on him.

72 EXT. DAY. WINNARDS FARM - THE GARDEN. 72

Andy is planting a bed. Ben’s boxer dog is digging up work

he’s just done. Andy swears at him under his breath.

BEN (O.S.)

Hey - Andy?

Andy looks up. Ben is at the bedroom window, naked.

BEN (CONT'D)

Can you let my dog in? Thanks mate.

Jody and Casey watch from behind the hedge as Andy angrily

goes to let the dog in.

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CASEY:

He must like kissing plastic.

JODY:

He doesn’t love her. He’s just on

the rebound from losing Fran;

numbing his pain with loads of

empty, rampant sex. What he really

needs...

CASEY:

Is a fifteen year old from Ewedown.

JODY:

So? Stranger things happen. He’s

only ten years older and that’s

nothing. If he met me, if he just

met me...

CASEY:

It’d be love, right?

JODY:

Yeah.

(She grins)

But I’d settle for sex.

73 INT. DAY. STONEFIELD. THE BARN 73

Beth is feeding the hens.

BETH:

Coo-er... In your parents’ bedroom?

Still I suppose being an

exhibitionist is part of his job -

strutting about on stage.

ANDY:

He doesn’t strut; he’s a drummer.

He sits on his arse.

BETH:

Very good-looking, isn’t he? Poppy

You-Tubed him and we both got quite

hot and bothered. Is that his car -

the yellow Porsche?

ANDY:

Yep.

BETH:

Bit brash, vrooming through the

village... But fancy our Tamara

bagging a bone fide rock star. She

was such an ugly duckling. She must

be thrilled to bits.

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Andy can’t listen to any more.

74 INT. DAY. EWEDOWN - THE PUB. 74

Andy peers through the door. Zoe is setting tables. He

knocks. Zoe let’s him in.

ZOE:

We’re not open for another hour.

ANDY:

Good.

75 INT. DAY. EWEDOWN - THE PUB STORE ROOM. 75

Andy and Zoe are in the near-darkness, making love against

the wall.

76 INT. DAY. EWEDOWN - THE PUB. 76

Andy is lying on one of the seats, his head on Zoe’s lap.

ZOE:

I’m going to move on soon, Andy.

ANDY:

No way...

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ZOE:

Don’t know if I can stick a winter

here. The way the light disappears;

it’s doing me in. I’m a blue sky

girl. Got to have some warmth.

Andy just looks up at her, smiling his understanding.

ANDY:

We all need a bit of that, don’t we.

76AA EXT. DAY. WINNARDS FARM. 76AA *

Boss is outside, sniffing round the front door. Sounds of theend of an epic shag from the upstairs window. He sits, bored.

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He hears the noise of crows in the field. *

He is off like a shot. *

76A EXT. DAY. STONEFIELD. THE FIELD IN FRONT OF NICHOLAS’ SHED. 76A

Boss is having the time of his life chasing the cows. PennyUpminister, an uppercrust landowner in a horrible coat istrying to catch him.

78 I/E. DAY. STONEFIELD - NICHOLAS’ SHED / THE FIELD (LIMBURY) 78 *

The whole herd is now on the rampage, Boss in pursuit, Pennybringing up the rear. Nicholas sees them heading straight forhis shed.

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NICHOLAS *

F*** Soup. *

77 INT. DAY. WINNARDS FARM - TAMARA’S BEDROOM. 77

Tamara is opening a Tiffany’s box. There is a ring inside it.

She looks at Ben, almost in disbelief. Boss can be heard,

barks fading in the distance.

TAMARA:

What’s this?

BEN:

What’s it look like?

TAMARA:

Ben... For which finger?

BEN:

Whatever one you like. That’s a

nice one. Why not put it on that?

He’s pointing to her ring finger. Tamara is moved.

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