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because Ive gotten used to it.

- I love it out here.

- Who do you talk to?

Who do

you

talk to?

Isn't that what you

love about writing?

The solitude?

I write because...

well, I don't function

very well as a human being

unless Im writing

well, what are you writing now?

I'm not.

RACHEL:
Don't tell me

you paint as well!

Oh, no.

Kate, my wife.

She...

we haven't seen each

other for a long time.

She loved it out here at first.

But in the end,

the isolation was too much for her.

Loneliness

can make you

a little crazy, I think.

Come on.

Wow!

Kate could never understand

why I wouldn't leave here.

But my father lived here

and his father before him.

My great-grandfather,

he built the balcony

from wood that was washed

ashore from a shipwreck.

This is him.

I could never leave here.

You'll see why.

Come on.

By the way,

Ive brought you something

as a thank you for the tour.

It's one of my books.

- I had it sent.

- Thanks.

"Dreamers awake,"

by Rachel Carlson.

I'm impressed.

Is it a comedy or a tragedy?

Well, it's a mystery.

But please be kind... it is

the first novel I had published.

Weli...

Ill find out

all about you.

Maybe.

If you need any help,

just send out a flare.

- I'll keep an eye out for you.

- Thank you. I really...

I really enjoyed that today.

Aye. Me too.

SHARON:
So have you

slept with him yet?

RACHEL:
It's just nice to have

someone to talk to.

Meaning you haven't

slept with him.

You know,

you're starting to sound

like you're conducting

a tabloid interview, my friend.

You know me, always working,

always looking for the angle.

And you know I rely

on you for my kicks.

(Chuckles)

Is that the sea I can hear?

Yes, it's less

than 10 feet away.

- Can you hear the crashing?

- Wow, look at you.

Number one best sellers,

waves at your feet,

romance on a deserted island.

Tough life.

Rachel, Im sorry.

That came out wrong.

Sharon, forget it.

It's okay.

Look, I wouldn't have made it

this far without you.

I mean it.

I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Okay, don't peek.

(Beeping)

Qu... qu... qu-quick quick quick.

Ready?

- RACHEL:
Smile.

- Okay.

(Camera shutter clicks)

RACHEL:
And no faces this time.

Hurry hurry,

come on, come on.

Wait wait wait.

It's gonna come.

- You smiling?

You promise? - Yes.

- Yes.

- You promise?

ANGUS:
Rachei...

are you okay?

Rachel?

Is something wrong?

What's wrong?

I think I need to get back.

Why?

I'm sorry.

- Afternoon, Rachel.

- Afternoon.

Are we gonna see you

here on Sunday?

I don't think so.

Your man and I aren't

on very good terms.

Don't you worry about

that.

All the more

reason to come.

Your cross is broken.

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