The Letter Page #3

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- I like to think

I'm everybody's piano player.

- We know they're together...

- Like the earth and a stone.

-...like a dog and a bone.

- But I don't care.

And I care less,

'cause my hand's in yours.

And it's touching my dress.

Watching Anita onstage,

I noticed something about her.

I mentioned this to Raymond.

I wouldn't say Anita's secretive.

Anita is secret.

Very much so.

- Like you.

- No.

No, I don't-- I don't think so.

Hmm.

Tyrone, though.

He-- he has this--

he has that thing too.

And you're right as usual, you know,

and there is something about Anita

that reminds me of-- of me.

But I like it. I mean, there's nothing

wrong with having a secret.

I hope I'm all right--

I mean for this.

No, you're always fine.

But Tyrone, though...

- You know, I have to say--

- No, I mean there's just something--

he has this really sweet voice

and he's just very protective of me.

And then I heard birds.

And the piano again.

I thought I heard someone say

"What's she doing that's so strange?"

It might've been Anita's voice.

I was in a field

under a tree.

I could see a man and a woman.

I dreamt that I was writing a story

about a man who followed me

and watched me,

even when I was sleeping.

I put his hands on my breasts,

and our lips touched.

He is touching my thigh

under my skirt.

Higher.

He's staring at me.

- Martine.

- I can hear him.

Martine.

- Huh?

- I can hear his footsteps.

- Hey.

- Hi.

You were mumbling.

- Oh. Really?

- Yeah, you were dreaming.

I was dreaming

that I was writing a story.

We should go.

- The new pages?

- Mm-hmm.

I was being followed.

Followed when?

In the dream, in the story.

I put his hand on my breast

and our lips touched.

It was just a dream.

Something was happening to me.

Oh God.

New pages.

- Oh, thank you.

- Julie.

Thanks.

- Raymond.

- Hmm?

I-- I know it's a whisper,

but I'm gonna need to hear it.

I'm sorry.

It's just tricky.

So can you take it from that line again?

Um, what do you mean?

She's acting more and more strange.

I think she must know

and she doesn't know what to do.

So she's, you know--

what is she doing that's so strange?

- Again.

- What again?

That line-- read it again.

I think she must know

and she doesn't know what to do,

so she's, you know--

what is she doing that's so strange?

And then I saw Anita watching me.

What is she doing that's so strange?

She's watching me,

- all the time.

- Raymond.

She's watching me, all the time.

- Stand closer.

- Like-- you--

- Clo-- closer than this?

- Yeah.

Please, closer.

She's--

she's watching me, all the time.

Like when I'm just reading, or even...

I don't remember that scene

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