Wonderstruck Page #5

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-he would take you away.

-I can't hear you.

-And if you didn't find him,

-I don't understand!

you'd just go back

to Gunflint Lake.

I was going to tell you.

You were going to tell me?

Yes, I swear.

How long were you going

to take?

I'm sorry, okay?

Please.

Just...

(breathing heavily)

Yeah.

Well, if you wanted

to be my friend,

you would've helped me

find my father.

But... I'm helping you.

I'm helping you!

I'm helping you now!

(running footsteps)

(door opens, closes)

(whimpers)

(no audio)

(street chatter)

("My Blue Heaven"

by Gene Austin plays)

I turn to the right

(bell jingles)

A little white light

Will lead you to my...

Blue heaven.

-MAN:
I'll be right with you.

-Hello?

(inaudible sound)

(muffled dog barking)

(muffled dog growling)

-(sounds cut back)

-MAN:
I'm sorry,

she's a little high-strung

first thing in the morning.

(chuckles)

-You're scaring off

the customers! -(dog barks)

(exhales)

("Also Sprach Zarathustra"

by Deodato playing)

(phone rings)

Hello, Kincaid's.

Yes, of course.

We have lots of Dickens.

Oh, yes, we have four or five

copies, I believe.

Yup.

Um, yeah.

We're open till 5:00.

Ask for me. Walter.

(hangs up phone)

(dog barks)

(gasps)

WALTER:
Hello.

I-I didn't see you there.

Are you...

Did-did I wake you?

You can't hear?

I don't know sign language.

-You can hear?

-Yes.

But she's deaf?

Yes.

I had an accident.

Recently.

That's why I can't hear.

You s-s... you scared us.

Are you okay?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

Thanks.

I, uh, I just fell asleep

for a second.

(gasps softly)

How do you know my name?

Did you know her?

(whimpers softly)

I came here

trying to find my father.

(quietly):

He's looking for his father.

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

I saw you

at-at the wolf diorama

in the museum.

What is going on?

Tell me!

(sniffles)

Where?

Come.

(bell jingles)

(indistinct conversations)

(thunder)

(gasping lightly)

BEN (whispering):

Whoa.

Wow.

What is this?

Where are we?

(Ben chuckles lightly)

"I need you to be patient with

this story and read it slowly.

"I've worked in the Queens

Museum of Art for 15 years now,

"but the story

I need to tell you

"begins a long time

before that.

"When I was

a little girl in 1927,

"I came to New York

for the very first time.

"It was my brother, Walter,

who finally rescued me.

"I found him at

the Museum of Natural History,

"where he was working.

"I begged him to help me,

"to get me away

from my mother and father.

"I wanted to stay in New York.

I, I wanted to learn things."

"The first thing Walter did

"was help me find a school

for deaf children.

I didn't even know

such a school existed."

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