The Danish Girl Page #3
EXT. WIDOW HOUSE, MONTHS LATER
A CHINESE LAUNDRESS with a large wheeled cart makes her way
along the street, RINGING a pair of little BELLS as she goes.
INT. WIDOW HOUSE, MORNING
Einar quickly but carefully folds Gerda’s chemise and puts it
in a bag of laundry, hurries to open the door...
INT/EXT. WIDOW HOUSE, EARLY MORNING, A MONTH LATER
Einar hands the bag to the laundress as she passes.
INT. WIDOW HOUSE, BEDROOM, MORNING
Gerda at the mirror, putting on her lipstick. Einar comes
in, reacts, seeing her dressed up. She’s self-conscious.
GERDA:
Well?
Einar can’t help smiling at her implied self-criticism.
EINAR:
Perfect. Almost.
He approaches, uses his thumb to gently blend away a smudge
of lipstick from her bottom lip. He nods. Perfect now.
EINAR (cont’d)
Good luck...
26/11/15
8.
EXT. BUSY COPENHAGEN STREET, DAY
Gerda carries her heavy portfolio, optimistic, brisk.
INT. ART DEALER’S OFFICE, DAY
Rasmussen’s face - a look of slight distaste. A sea of
Gerda’s work, on the desk, the floor - competent but
uninspiring naturalistic depictions of society figures.
RASMUSSEN:
All portraits...
Gerda hesitates a beat, the fact being so self-evident.
GERDA:
Is that bad?
RASMUSSEN:
Not per se, but... this kind of work is not
really my...
He winces a little. He has to end this:
RASMUSSEN (cont’d)
Gerda... I don’t think it would benefit
either of us to show these.
A vein begins to throb in Gerda’s neck.
RASMUSSEN (cont’d)
It’s not a judgement on your abilities - I
agree with Einar: you could be a first
class painter if you found the right
subject matter.
It’s the first time Gerda’s heard this. Her eyes shine,
stung, betrayed.
INT. WIDOW HOUSE, STUDIO, DAY
Einar works, hears the door. Gerda brings in the portfolio,
sets it down, starts taking off her coat. Einar’s tentative:
EINAR:
How was it?
GERDA:
Fine.
He waits for more, but nothing comes.
EINAR:
I finally mixed the right colour for the
snow.
(CONTINUED)
26/11/15
9.
CONTINUED:
Gerda glances at the canvas, hostile.
GERDA:
Another view of Vejle. I don’t know how
you can paint the same thing over and over.
Einar misses a beat.
EINAR:
I suppose I just haven’t finished with it
yet.
EINAR (cont’d)
Gerda..?
GERDA:
Could you please not speak to Rasmussen
about me again... My work is my business.
Stay out of it.
But she disappears into the bedroom, the door slamming
emphatically behind her. Einar’s left bewildered.
INT. BEDROOM, DAY
Gerda’s already regretting the exchange with Einar. She
unfastens her dress, pulls it off. There’s a bloodstain in
her underwear. Damn! She breathes.
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