Wonderstruck Page #3

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Mm-hmm.

-From where?

-What?

Where... are you from?

(sighs)

(Jamie laughing)

Really?

(Ben chuckles)

(Polaroid camera whirring)

(no audio)

JAMIE:

Shh.

(boys panting)

JAMIE:

Up here.

Shh.

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

(Jamie laughing)

BEN:

Huh.

What is this place?

My secret room.

My secret... room.

-BEN:
Hmm.

-JAMIE:
Mm-hmm.

You can stay here.

This can be...

your hideout.

Thanks.

JAMIE:

So...

-why run...

-BEN (reading):
"Why..."

-...away?

-"...run away?"

Oh.

BEN:

Um...

My mom.

Oh.

Yeah.

Sorry.

(Ben sighs)

What about your dad?

That's who I came here to find.

Are your parents... divorced?

No.

Mine are.

Hmm. Oh.

You know, I thought

he might be here, but...

Oh.

I tried to tell you before.

Kincaid's...

isn't clo...

What?

...open now.

(scoffs):

Yeah, obviously.

Hey, I didn't know

you were deaf.

I didn't know you were

looking for your father.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have...

What are you saying?

Write it down.

Yeah. Sorry.

So, I still don't understand

how you... got here alone.

My cousin Janet helped me.

She owed me a favor,

so she brought my bag

and some things,

with some money

from my mother's

rainy-day fund.

So she... knows

where you are?

No.

No one knows where I am.

I do.

(both chuckle)

(stomach growling)

Oh...

I'm starving.

Oh.

(unzips backpack)

Ta-da!

There you go.

Thank you.

-"A."

-"A."

-"B."

-"B."

"C."

-"D."

-"D."

"E."

"F."

-"F."

-Mm-hmm.

"G."

-"G."

-Mm-hmm.

Mm... "H."

"I."

"J."

BEN:

"J."

JAMIE:

Mm...

"U."

Um... "V."

BEN:

"V." "W"?

JAMIE:

"W."

"X."

"Y."

"Z."

Mm-hmm.

Good.

Oh!

I almost forgot.

BEN:

Huh.

JAMIE:

Hmm. Remember her?

BEN:

Mm.

JAMIE:

My mom. Mi madre.

She works a lot.

We live in...

Queens.

BEN:

Queens?

-Mm-hmm.

-You don't live in New York?

Queens is in New York.

BEN:

What?

-Forget it.

-Oh.

And this.

JAMIE:

Whoa.

BEN:

I found it in my mom's room.

It's from here.

Except a long time ago.

It's where I found

the bookmark from Kincaid's.

It's why I'm here.

(Ben yawning)

Hey, you okay?

Sorry, I'm just really tired.

Well, take a nap.

BEN:

Okay.

(Jamie grunting)

JAMIE:

Hmm?

(giggles)

-Ooh.

-(laughs)

-Um, I'll be back later.

-Thanks, Jamie.

(laughs softly)

(no audio)

(no audio)

JAMIE:

Ben!

-Ben!

-Ow.

JAMIE:
Wake up!

Come on, I told my father

-I was staying over

at a friend's house... -What?

-so we have the whole museum to

ourselves! -I can't hear you.

Follow me, come on, come on!

(sighs)

(chuckles)

(footsteps approaching)

(Ben gasps)

(whispering):

Shh. Come on.

("Evening Star"

by Fripp and Eno playing)

JAMIE:

Wow.

(chuckles)

Hey, look.

-See? -Hmm.

The light goes through.

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