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11 INT. EDDIE’S MOTHER’S HOUSE, HALL - LATE DAY 11
Eddie and Barry are let in by ANCIENT AUNTY WIN. They get out
of their coats.
EDDIE:
Aunty Win.
AUNTY WIN:
Eddie. We were worried about you,
love.
BARRY *
Traffic was appalling, Win. *
AUNTY WIN *
Let’s get you both a cup of tea. *
Come on through. *
Barry goes with Aunty Win. Eddie is left alone for a brief
moment. There’s the sound of the MOURNERS chatting from the
front room.
Eddie checks his watch - looks back down the hall to see...
HIS FATHER. Impeccably suited. Standing in the coloured light
filtering from the front door window. Winding his watch. The
EDDIE’S MOTHER O/S
Edward?
EDDIE’S MOTHER, care worn, bearing up. His tight-lipped
sister, SUSAN, beside her. Eddie kisses his mother. *
EDDIE *
Mum. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry *
I’m late. *
EDDIE’S MOTHER *
“Business before pleasure” he *
always said... *
SUSAN *
She means dad. You remember dad. *
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No dad in the hall. Just motes. Eddie’s mother holds him. *
EDDIE’S MOTHER
It’s good you’re home, son.
12 INT. EDDIE’S MOTHER’S HOUSE, FRONT ROOM -EVENING 12
UNCLE ERIC holds court amongst the GROUP OF RELATIONS ANDFRIENDS. Cups of tea, slices of cake.
UNCLE ERIC:
...So, then Southern bloke asks Old
farmer if he knows the way to town.
Old farmer says he don’t know. SoSoutherner says, you don’t knowbloody much, do you? Old farmer
says...
*
*
*
EDDIE:
...that’s as may be, but am not theone that’s lost!
*
*
UNCLE ERIC:
One of your father’s. He was a goodman, your father. You knew whereyou were with him. Reliable.
*
*
*
*
A chill... Aunty Win waves the evening paper. *
AUNTY WIN:
Well now, would everyone look atthis! Edward Dunford, North of
England Crime Correspondent.
(reading)
“Mrs Sandra Kemplay made anemotional plea this morning...”
EDDIE’S MOTHER
Did you write that, son?
BARRY:
Our new Byline Boy, is Eddie.
SUSAN:
We’ll be asking for his autograph
next.
AUNTY WIN:
He’ll always be Little Eddie to me.
EDDIE:
Thanks Aunty Win.
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UNCLE ERIC:
It’s a step up. Pity your father’s
not here to see it. He’d’ve been
proud.
EDDIE:
(not so sure)
Thinks so?
Uncle Eric looks inside Eddie’s jacket.
UNCLE ERIC:
That’s not one of his, is it?
EDDIE:
Lord John, this. Carnaby Street.
SUSAN:
Oh, aye.
Aunty Win’s shaking her head over the newspaper report.
AUNTY WIN:
It doesn’t look good, does it? This
Kemplay lass.
BARRY:
24 hours and not a thing...
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