The Elephant Man Page #7

Treves smiles at them knowingly.

TREVES:

Of course you do realize that medicine

has changed quite a bit since your

father's time. In those days we didn't

even wash our coats. In fact, the

sign of a truly accomplished surgeon--

was his black operating coat, so

stiff with dried blood and pus that

it could stand up by itself in the

corner. I've still got mine

upstairs... You don't mind blood, do

you?

HODGES & PIERCE

Oh no, sir. (etc.)

TREVES:

Good, that's one thing we've always

plenty of.

HALLWAY:

A hospital MESSENGER BOY, dressed in a blue uniform and a

can is making his way down the hall. He stops and looks into

an operating room much like the one we have just seen.

Inside, the room is empty. The Boy closes the door and

continues on to another operating room. The Doctors move

with great urgency around the operating table. Blood is

draining down into a white porcelain bowl. A Woman can be

heard moaning. The Boy looks carefully, but finally closes

the door and continues on his way.

TREVES' OPERATING ROOM

There is a hissing sound and steam from the cauterizing of

the wound comes up obscuring part of Treves' face. The patient

is being held down firmly by the other men.

The door opens and Treves looks up. The Boy pops his head

in.

BOY:

Excuse me, Mr. Treves, sir.

TREVES:

Yes?

BOY:

I found it.

TREVES:

(studying the Boy

carefully)

Did you see it?

The Boy shakes his head slowly, "No."

TREVES:

I'll be with you in a moment ...

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