The Deep Blue Sea Page #2

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For some months.

I see.

I'll meet you at the car after

I've said goodbye to mother.

I don't want her upset

unnecessarily.

And that way, at least our

dignity will remain intact.

William.

Shall we send everything to

your chambers, sir William?

Yes, Lincoln's inn.

But I'll take the wig

tin with me now.

Good day, sir William.

Do you realize what

you're doing?

Yes, William.

I do.

It's just a sordid

little affair.

No, it's not.

I love him.

It's infatuation.

There's more to love than -

physicality.

Well, there isn't for

me any more.

You can drop me here, Flitton.

- I won't consent to a divorce.

- Bill.

I intend to make it as difficult

as possible for you.

You sound exactly like

my father.

- What do you mean?

- That tone of voice.

That same mixture of irritation

and sanctimoniousness.

It's hard enough when it

comes from a vicar,

but when it comes from

you it's insufferable!

I'm sorry, William.

I didn't mean for that to sound

as spiteful as it did.

How can you throw away so

much for so little?

I didn't think it was

going to be easy.

Was it so hard to stay

and continue?

Yes, William...

...it is.

Shall I come into

dinner with you?

In the circumstances,

I think not.

I'll never give you a divorce.

I never want to see you again.

You may call for me at about

10:
45, Flitton.

You may take lady Collyer to...

...wherever it is she

wishes to go.

Morning, Mrs. E.

Still doing post duty?

Saves time, especially in

the mornings.

My tenants can pick up their

letters on their way to work.

Oh, you're a treasure, Mrs. E.

It's all part of the service.

Go right up.

Second floor, front.

Bit of a hike.

Post, Mrs. Page.

- Mrs. Page?

- Yes?

Post.

Oh, yes.

Thank you.

You'll make it look

cosy in no time.

Thank you, Jackie,

that was terrific.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Elton.

How's tricks, Hes?

I have just done 93 down

the great west.

In an Alvis.

Smashing job.

Jackie Jackson gave me a lift.

Well, let's have a bit of

light on the subject.

Christ.

Let's have something with

a bit of life in it.

- Did you have a good weekend?

- Not bad.

I won both my matches.

Took a fiver off Jackie.

He was livid!

And then it started raining

so golf kaput.

How much did you win altogether?

Seven.

Can I have some of it

for the rent?

Oh, hell.

All right, you can have 3.

But I need the rest for lunch.

A job prospect.

South American.

The DFC and bar seems to

have impressed him.

- What South American?

- A bloke I met at golf.

Do you know you've not looked

at me since I came in?

I know what you look like,

Freddie.

I've done something, haven't I?

Oh God.

Many happy returns.

Had you arranged

something special?

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