The Possession Page #6

VAL:

It'll go cold.

ROLAND:

I was in the London Library. I

found Ash's own copy of Donne poems

with all his notes in the margins.

And I'm sure no one knew it was

there -

VAL:

I expect they didn't.

ROLAND:

... If I tell Blackadder, I know

he'll think it's important -

VAL:

I expect he will.

Roland sees the bad mood. Like a storm gathering strength.

ROLAND:

I'm sorry to bore you, Val. It does

look exciting. I can write it up.

It'll make me a better job prospect

VAL:

There are no jobs. And if there

are, they go to Fergus Wolf -

Val gets up from the table. Roland dutifully prods the

lamb.

ROLAND:

If you think what I do is so

unimportant -

VAL:

(lighting a cigarette)

You do what turns you on. You have

this thing about this dead man. Who

had a thing about dead people.

That's okay, but not everyone is

very bothered about all that...

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

15.

CONTINUED:

VAL (CONT'D)

(draws on cigarette)

... I see some things, from my

menial vantage point in my lawyer's

office. Last week, when Euan and I

Roland starts to feed cats below the table.

ROLAND:

Who...?

VAL:

A lawyer. In my office... Oh, never

mind.

Val turns to him. At first slowly, calmly. Then louder...

VAL:

I suppose I envy you, piecing

together old Ash's world picture.

Only where does that leave you, old

mole? What's your world picture?

And how are you ever going to afford

to get us away from dripping catpiss

and being on top of one

another?!

Roland stares, stricken by Val's show of temper.

ROLAND:

Something's upset you, hasn't it?

VAL:

Seems a reasonable deduction.

EXT./INT. ROLAND'S FLAT (STOKE NEWINGTON) - BEDROOM -

NIGHT:

Three A.M. Outside a dilapidated Victorian house, a breeze

RUSTLES through a tree's LEAVES. MOVE IN THROUGH a WINDOW,

where Val lies in bed, alone. Outside the bedroom -

INT. ROLAND'S FLAT - BATHROOM - NIGHT

Sitting on the lowered loo seat, Roland goes over the

letters. He stares at the handwriting, hears Ash's voice.

(CONTINUED)

16.

CONTINUED:

ASH (V.O.)

`... Dear Madam, Excuse this letter

to a stranger...'

RUSTLED by WIND, with a strange, harmonic MUSIC, the letters

hover delicately in his hands. Haunted by Roland's...

DREAM - EXT. HOUSE - CRABB ROBINSON PARTY

(BLACK & WHITE) - DAY

As Ash escorts Ellen into the house, he carries on through a

party, inside a conservatory of Oriental plants which

conceal guests playing blind man's bluff. Ash sees a WOMAN,

head turned away.

ON that look -

ASH (V.O.)

`... Since our pleasant and

unexpected conversation at Crabb

Robinson's party, I have thought of

nothing else...'

Ash is drawn towards the Woman -- FREEZE ON his expression,

his features turn as if to stone, as -

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