1 EXT. OPEN DEVON COUNTRYSIDE, DEVON - DAY 1, AUTUMN- 1820 1
CRASH into sudden noise and movement as a dry mud-spattered
black coach careens too close
-sunlight glinting off it and its wheels churning dust into
WELL-HEELED TRAVELLERS waiting at this unofficial staging
post at the intersection of two dry dirt roads surrounded by
golden cornfields, jostle backwards into
-a young woman who is travelling alone and she steadies
herself against their surge.
An ordinary farm-girl, MARY YELLAN is 20, pretty, quietly
unconventional, a strong sense of right and wrong, a touching
guilelessness that makes her vulnerable. She’s drowning in an
oversized man’s coat (once her father’s) and looks very out
of place as she’s pushed to the back.
The horse is still rearing with a whinny, shaking at its
harness, hooves flying dangerously, as the DRIVER heaves on
the reins to bring it to a halt.
After everyone else, MARY drags her tatty trunk through the
dirt to board the coach.
2 EXT. ROAD, DEVON - DAY 1 2
The DRIVER whips the horse along
-the coach bumping and racing unsteadily on the dirt track,
a tiny black beetle among the cornfields.
3 INT. COACH - DAY 1 3
Inside the coach it’s cramped and unpleasant.
A middle class FAMILY with a FAT DAUGHTER take up the room,
MARY squeezed into a corner, feeling out of place and
uncomfortable at their staring.
She hugs her giant coat round her, a treasured keepsake, and
turns to look out of the window, and a last glimpse of this
warm and manicured place she has called home as