Thanks again, glad my blurring of the lines hasn't put you off, this one is definitely across the line but still very much in the realm of fiction although based loosely on some facts gleaned from interviews, rather than the show. No disrespect is intended, nor do I claim to be privy to any of this; it's just as made up as the rest of my stuff. Hope you're all still laughing - do let me know.
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SCENE 6 EXT: OFF SET - FILM PEOPLE BUSILY MOVING ABOUT – 1.57
Cut to: WHITE OUT Bright sunlight, we can't see anything. Gradually the scene appears; we are made aware first of the bright sunlight, then the colourful clothes worn by the rest of the crew. It is a stark contrast to the muted colours and gloomy internal scenes. The catering truck comes into view, boom operators, cameramen etc. moving about. External noises, birdsong, shouts between the people.
CUT TO: TOM and EMILIA as they walk away from the set doors. Their clothes seem dull and unsuitable to the late autumn sunshine. They walk separately, more distance between them than we are used to on set.
TOM
You going to be alright?
EMILIA
'Spect so.
A beat.
Do you want some lunch?
TOM
What the only day,
You can genuinely leave
early and now you want to stay?
EMILIA
Well?
HARRY checks his watch and shifts his weight between his feet.
EMILIA
I know, if you leave now,
there's a chance you'll make
school pick up.
Go on. Go!
You big softee!
TOM
You don't mind?
EMILIA
Of course not.
TOM (eyes lighting up)
Jack's in a match,
I'll catch the end for once.
Oh that reminds me,
I've got a car full of kiddiecrap
for you.
NIKKI
I beg your pardon?
TOM
Kiddie- oh you know STUFF.
A couple of boxes of long
haired plastic ponies, and
overpriced furry forest
families. There's
a couple of dresses
and other clothes too;
if you want them?
EMILIA
And you're not taking it
to the dump?
TOM (interrupting and incredulous)
NO! Tabitha is on
some eco-warrior school
committee, everything gets
recycled in our house.
NIKKI
Glad to hear it
HARRY
…and they've
all seen Toy Story 3 too
many times. Besides
Tabitha wanted Rose to have them.
EMILIA
Tell her thanks.
TOM
You should both
come down for the weekend.
Get out of London for a bit.
EMILIA
We'd like that,
Now go on go; or you'll
get told off by the teacher.
TOM
Wouldn't be the first time.
Do you think she'd give me lines?
EMILIA
Even if she did,
it's not like you'd take any notice.
TOM
(laughs and pulls at his hair
in a HARRY like gesture.)
Harsh, but fair.
EMILIA
You parked in your usual space?
TOM nods.
EMILIA (Cont'd)
I'll bring mine over.
She turns to leave.
CUT TO: TOM is standing at the boot of his car; he is trying to shield the contents of the boot with his body. The boot is open and there is obviously a plethora of pink storage boxes crammed in the back along with a variety of different sized wellies, riding boots, child sized musical instruments and a box overflowing with old scripts.
EMILIA
So when you said a 'few…'
TOM
I lied.
EMILIA
Would it matter if I
took them straight to the dump?
HARRY opens his mouth incredulously again, but he realises she is joking.
TOM
You could at least take
it to a charity shop the envir…
EMILIA
You can spare me the environmental speech.
TOM
Oh yeah, er sorry.
I guess Tabitha's
speeches rubbed off on me.
I can't think where
she got all those statistics from.
NIKKI looks pointedly at her feet.
TOM (Cont'd suddenly knowingly)
Oh!
TOM starts loading the storage tubs into her boot, bits of pink Duplo scatter over the car park.
TOM (Cont'd again)
Sorry
He stoops down and collects the bits of plastic and scoops them into the back. Her boot is now crammed, as is the back seat as the baby stroller was still in the boot. HARRY looks up a serious expression on his face.
TOM (Cont'd again)
No really, I'm sorry.
EMILIA
It's ok. We're happy.
TOM
I'm glad.
EMILIA
Bye then.
TOM
Bye.
They kiss continental fashion on both cheeks.
CUT TO: camera pans back, we watch them walk around to climb into their respective cars calling across to each other louder and louder as they get further and further away from each other.
EMILIA
I'll send you a picture
of Rose playing with a pony.
TOM
Thanks, Tabs'll love it.
EMILIA
Love to Emily and the kids.
TOM
And to Rose.
A beat
TOM
You're not still
pounding the streets in
your pyjama's?
NIKKI
No; she's sleeping much
better now thanks.
HARRY
And don't lose any more weight!
EMILIA
And don't forget to keep dyeing your hair!
She runs her finger across the top of her cheek by her ear. TOM put's his hand up to his sideburns and ducks down to take a look in the car's wing mirror. He pops up again.
TOM
What?
EMILIA
Gotcha!
TOM laughs.
EMILIA
You know we're being watched.
TOM
We're always being watched.
She gestures up to the building behind her.
TOM looks up and see's WILLIAM watching them out of a window. TOM comes back around his car and stands next to EMILIA. He gives a finger wave up at the window.
EMILIA
At least he's smiling now.
TOM
That'll be The Joy of Life.
EMILIA
I thought he was depressed.
YOU said he was having a
mid-life crisis.
TOM
No not that.
A moment.
TOM
His painting.
EMILIA
I beg your pardon?
TOM
His new painting.
You didn't recognise it?
EMILIA
I don't know, Gauguin, Chagall?
TOM
Matisse: Le Bonheur de Vivre
A beat and he translates for her.
TOM (Cont'd)
The Joy of Life.
EMILIA (pointedly and impeccably pronounced)
Merci bien
Have I told you recently
you are a very sad man?
TOM
About five minutes ago,
I think.
EMILIA laughs, a full bellied, face crinkled laugh. TOM looks on triumphantly at a job well done. He takes advantage of her being distracted looks up at the window, waves again and taps her on the cheek, just as he did earlier. Then quickly runs round and jumps into his car, locking the doors ostentatiously. She laughs again.
EMILIA
I'll get you next time.
TOM
You can try.
EMILIA
Go on get out of here.
You'll miss the match!
CUT TO: TOM's car driving out of the car park. EMILIA still stood by her's laughing.
