The Deep Blue Sea Page #4

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The noble judge.

Hung any good Christians lately?

Have you heard about her

little accident?

Did you ever forget

her birthday?

No, you're not the

forgetful type.

Freddie, you're drunk.

Go inside.

Yes, squadron leader!

You see how I'm bullied?

I bet you were never

bullied like this.

Am I being uncouth?

"Yes, Freddie, you're being

very uncouth."

Why don't you come round

again soon when I've

got some self-respect back.

You'll know we're in.

I'll leave 'mother' burning

in the window for you.

Still love her, my lord?!

- The answer to that is yes.

- Please, bill, don't.

Hester, don't you see what

I'm offering you?

And don't you see how difficult

it is for me to refuse?

Is there nothing I can say?

No.

But let's, let's see what

the future brings.

Our future?

No, just...

...the future.

- Belated birthday gift.

- Oh, bill.

Thank you.

"The sonnets."

Thank you.

I've always loved them.

Mrs. Page?

Do you have a minute?

Yes, of course.

What is it?

On your way up,

could you ask...

All right, I'm coming, Frank.

There, there.

Safe as houses.

I can face anything so

long as you're there.

I'll always be here, Frank.

You handsome devil.

You was a real dish,

weren't you?

Yeah, a real dish.

By the way, I don't want a repeat

of that nonsense this morning.

Do you hear?

Sometimes it's

difficult to judge...

...when you're caught between

the devil and the deep blue sea.

A lot of rubbish is

talked about love.

You know what real love is?

It's wiping someone's arse...

...or changing the sheets when

they've wet themselves.

And letting them keep their

dignity so you can both go on.

Suicide?

No one's worth it.

Mr. Miller?

Mr. Elton's ready now.

I'll be down in a minute.

Freddie, let me in.

Freddie, don't be childish.

Let me in.

The South American made

me an offer.

What kind of offer?

A test pilot.

But you said a hundred times

that you wouldn't go back to it.

You told me that you had no

nerve or judgement left.

I know what I said.

But I'm accepting it anyway.

Don't worry about my

nerve or judgement.

A month or two on the wagon

and I'll be the old ace again.

Whereabouts in South America?

- Rio.

- Rio?

When do we go?

We don't.

I'm going alone.

That's what I wanted

to tell you.

Why, Freddie?

Today.

The letter.

The suicide attempt.

We're lethal to each other.

You can't expect a bloke

to go on after he's

driven someone to suicide...

...much as he loves her.

Do you think that leaving me

will drive me away from it?

That's a risk we'll

both have to take.

You're scaring me, Freddie.

It's on the level.

I don't enjoy hurting you.

I'm not a sadist...

...but it's on the level.

- I'll leave now.

- Freddie, stay with me tonight.

Just one more night.

No.

You'll start talking...

And I - I'll be lost.

Both of us will be lost.

Don't be cruel.

How can you be so cruel?

- It's over, Hes.

- No, it isn't, that isn't true.

It's over.

It ended today.

I'm sorry, Hes.

Don't look at me like that.

You've no idea what

it does to me.

All your things are here.

You're going to have to pack.

I won't speak.

I won't argue.

But please don't leave

me alone tonight.

Not tonight.

Please don't leave me

alone tonight.

You look smart.

The old blue serge.

Will it pass?

It'll pass.

But those shoes need a clean.

Yes.

Oh, don't put the shoes

on the table.

It's bad luck.

That's what they say.

Do they?

Did you have any breakfast?

Just a black coffee.

No hair of the dog.

When exactly are you off to Rio?

Thursday.

I told you.

Yes.

Course you did.

By boat?

No.

I'm flying.

London.

West Africa.

And then...

...across to natal.

Sounds exciting.

Oh, by the way, about the rent.

My golf clubs will

probably fetch...

...30 or 40 quid.

So...

...that will take care of the

rent and some more bills.

And what will you do, Hes?

I'm not quite sure.

Get the divorce out of the way.

Tidy things up.

Good idea.

It's never too late to

begin again, eh?

Isn't that what they say?

Yes...

...that's what they say.

Goodbye, Hes.

Goodbye, Freddie.

I'm gonna miss you.

Thanks...

...for everything.

Thank you.

Be safe.

Be good.

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