Cement_Garden
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                                   DEREK
                         Jack...?

               Jack glances back at Derek.  He pauses, smiles.

                                   DEREK
                         I do wish you'd all trust me a
                         little more.

               Jack hesitates, then turns and walks away.  As he wanders off
               across the Wasteland, the wall finally collapses.  But the
               SOUND has been imperceptibly replaced by the noise of WAVES
               on a beach, the image gradually bleaching WHITE into:

               127.  EXT.  SEA & SKY - [d/f: 2] DAY

               A white, OVER-EXPOSED sky.  Distant voices become audible,
               calling out Jack's name.  CAMERA TILTS lazily down to a pale,
               over-exposed sea, as though from the POV of someone floating.

               More distant cries of "Come back!" and the CAMERA PANS round
               to the shoreline, where the anxious Father and Mother are
               standing in deep water, waving their arms and calling.

               Ignoring them, the CAMERA PANS dreamily back to sea, where
               the LITTLE GIRL is swimming towards the horizon.  She looks
               round, gaily beckons us to follow...

               The SOUND of an approaching CAR begins to OVERLAP.  The
               SCREEN slowly DISSOLVES into a BLUE that gradually deepens as
               the car gets louder, swallowing the LITTLE GIRL from view. 
               Then the car comes to an abrupt halt, followed by silence.

               128.  EXT.  PREFAB & POV OF HOUSE - [d/f: 2] LATE AFTERNOON

               UPSHOT:  The deep blue of approaching dusk.  No SOUND, other
               than the murmur of INSECTS and scuttling of ANTS.

               Jack lies on his back, his eyes open, gazing up at the sky. 
               He is naked to the waist, his skin flushed and copper-red
               from too much sun.  He blinks, as if disorientated, glancing
               about to get his bearings.

               He is lying on the apron of concrete near the prefab, where
               the ANTS tramp in and out of the wide crack (in MACRO F/G). 
               He glances across to the House in the far distance, sees
               Derek's CAR parked outside.

               Jack gets lazily to his feet, admiring his tanned arms - then
               hears giggling coming from inside the prefab.

               129.  EXT/INT.  PREFAB - [d/f: 2] LATE AFTERNOON

               Jack peers in through the window, smiles to see Tom wearing
               his blonde wig, lying on the overgrown bed with William,
               their arms round each other like the two little Princes in
               the Tower.

               130.  EXT.  HOUSE - SIDE PATH - [d/f: 2] DUSK

               Jack walks up the garden path, and is about to go in through
               the kitchen door when he reacts to Julie's angry voice,
               coming from the coal-hatch at the base of the wall.

                                   JULIE (O/S)
                         It's none of your business anyway!

                                   DEREK (O/S)
                         I was only trying to help.  Susan
                         said she thought it was the drains.

               Jack moves closer to the coal-hatch.

                                   SUE (O/S)
                         I'm sure it is... you know Julie -
                         that one that's always getting
                         blocked...

                                   DEREK (O/S)
                         I'd say it was coming from inside
                         that locker - wouldn't you, Julie?

                                   JULIE (O/S)
                         It always smells in here - that's
                         why we keep the door locked.

                                   DEREK (O/S)
                         Didn't smell like this the last
                         time I came down.

               131.  INT.  CELLAR - [d/f: 2] DUSK

               SHOOTING down from the top of the steps:  Julie, Sue and
               Derek stand in LONG SHOT down the cellar, facing the metal
               locker.

                                   SUE
                         It's the drains.  Definitely.  All
                         that rain we had the other night,
                         it must have.....

                                   DEREK
                         I assure you, Susan - it is not the
                         drains. It's the smell of something
                         very dead and very rotten - and its
                         coming from inside that locker.
                             (measured)
                         Are you sure it's not a body?

               An awkward pause.

                                   JACK (O/S)
                         As a matter of fact, it is.

               They all turn to see Jack, standing in the open doorway at
               the top of the steps.  Derek smiles, as one who has at last
               been let in on a secret.  He turns to Julie.

                                   DEREK
                         You see?  Jack trusts me, so why
                         won't you?  Don't worry, I'm not
                         going to tell anyone.

               Derek touches Julie's arm reassuringly as Jack walks down.

                                   JACK
                         You can tell who you like.  It's
                         only a dog.

               Sue and Julie exchange mystified glances.

                                   DEREK
                         What dog?

                                   JACK
                         My dog.

                                   DEREK
                         What's it doing in there?

                                   JACK
                         Not a lot.  I put her in there when
                         she died and filled it up with
                         concrete.

               Julie is quick on the uptake --

                                   JULIE
                         But you told us not to tell anyone!

                                   JACK
                         I know.  It seemed important at the
                         time, but now it doesn't really
                         matter any more.

               Derek turns to Sue, catching her on the hop --

                                   DEREK
                         What sort of dog was it?

                                   SUE
                         Me??

                                   JACK
                         Labrador mostly.

                                   DEREK
                         Can I look?

                                   JACK
                         If you want.

               While Derek turns to open the locker, Julie catches Jack's
               eye, gives him a wink.  He grins, raising his eyes in Derek's
               direction.  She moves closer to him, inspecting his tan.

                                   JULIE
                         You really caught it today.

                                   JACK
                         Fell asleep on the wasteland.

                                   JULIE
                         You should do it more often - it
                         really suits you.  Don't you think
                         so, Derek?

               Derek has opened the locker and is examining the crack, now
               much wider.  He catches hold of a piece of material - a piece
               of the Mother's nightdress - tears it off and examines it.

                                   DEREK
                         You didn't make a very good job of
                         the mix.  What was her name?

                                   JULIE
                         Who?

                                   DEREK
                         The dog?

               Derek watches her as she turns to Jack for help.  Jack
               pauses, then answers matter-of-factly -

                                   JACK
                         Cosmo.

                                   DEREK
                         Cosmo?

                                   JACK
                         Cosmo.

               Julie and Sue both start giggling.  Derek eyes them both, and
               Jack turns on them in mock irritation --

                                   JACK
                         How come you always have to fall
                         about every time I say his name?

                                   DEREK
                         He?

                                   JACK
                         Cosmo.

                                   DEREK
                         You said it was a She just now.

               A beat.  Jack shrugs.

                                   JACK
                         Some days it was a He, some days it
                         was a She.  You know, like Tom.

               Julie and Sue start giggling again; Jack grins - then sees
               Tom coming down the stairs.

                                   DEREK
                         Hullo Tom.

               Tom looks at him guardedly.  Derek puts a hand out to ruffle
               his hair, but Tom backs away and takes refuge beside Julie.

                                   DEREK
                         Did you like Cosmo, Tom?

               Tom grins knowingly at Derek.  Jack turns to Tom -

                                   JACK
                         You remember Cosmo - our dog.

                                   DEREK
                         Were you sad when she died?

               Tom looks up at Julie.

                                   JULIE
                         You sat on my lap and cried, don't
                         you remember?

               Tom gives the others a mischievous look, then turns to Julie.

                                   TOM
                         I cried, didn't I.

                                   JACK
                         That's right - and I carried you
                         into my bed, remember?

               Tom adopts a faraway look.  Julie catches Sue's eye.

                                   SUE
                         Come on, Tom - time for your
                         supper...

               ... and she leads Tom away.  As he goes, Tom turns to Jack -

                                   TOM
                         A dog...!

               ... adding a derisive chuckle as he leaves the cellar.  Derek
               watches him go, then peers down into the wide crack.

                                   DEREK
                         Well judging from the looks of her,
                         I'd say Cosmo calls for a reburial.

                                   JACK
                         We'd never get her out.

               Derek indicates the sledge-hammer on the floor.

                                   DEREK
                         A few goes with that would soon
                         break it open.

                                   JACK
                         Out of the question.  She stays
                         where he is - and there's an end to
                         it.

               Jack closes the lid with a decisive clunk.

               132.  INT/EXT.  MOTHER'S BEDROOM/POV OF ROAD - [d/f: 2] DUSK

               Jack watches Julie standing in the road as Derek drives off. 
               He waves, but she gives only a half-hearted wave in response.

               Jack turns away from the window - catches sight of his
               reflection in the mirror on his mother's dressing table.  He
               sits down, gazes at himself a moment, inspecting his suntan.

               Reflected beyond, we see the mother's room, immaculately
               tidy.  Her bed has been made up and is covered in a dark
               counterpane.  Jack turns to us and stares out...



               133.  INT.  JACK'S BEDROOM - [D/F: 2] DUSK

               JACK'S POV:  His own room, a veritable rubbish tip by
               comparison.  The floor is strewn with dirty clothes, mugs
               filled with dog-ends, and half-eaten bits of mouldy food.

               Jack goes and looks under the bed to find a nest of mildewed
               fish and chips and screwed up bits of toilet paper.  A beat,
               then he starts hauling out the mess...

               In a series of TIGHT SHOTS, Jack begins to clean up his room,
               stuffing the debris into a wardrobe.  Then, with increasing
               fervour, he strips his room bare of curtains, lampshades,
               lightbulbs, pictures, sheets, pillows and blankets, until it
               is as bleak as a prison cell.  Finally he strips off his own
               clothes, crams them into the wardrobe with the rest and
               squeezes the door shut.

               Jack flakes out naked on the mattress of his bed, exhausted. 
               He stares up at the ceiling as the SOUND of a child crying
               LAPS OVER with the noise of distant waves...

               134.  EXT.  BEACH - [d/f: 2] DAY

               LOW ANGLE, OVER-EXPOSED:  Jack's PARENTS trudge up the beach
               ahead, Mum carrying towels, the Father carrying the LITTLE
               GIRL on her shoulders.  The crying grows louder, and our
               childish HANDS enter SHOT in f/g, reaching out towards Mum up
               ahead.

               But she doesn't seem to hear, and now she and the Father
               start to fade into a sea mist up ahead.  We sit down on the
               ground with a loud wail.  On the sand in front of us: a
               broken spade.

               A long pause.  Then, looking up, we see the LITTLE GIRL re
               emerge out of the mist and come towards us.  She stops, holds
               out her hand with a smile.  We get up and start to follow her
               - she moving ahead of us until we are both lost in the mist. 
               The crying starts up again, but more distant than before...

                                                       DISSOLVING INTO:

               135. INT.  JACK'S BEDROOM - [d/f: 1] NIGHT

               The darkened ceiling of Jack's bedroom.  Jack lies on his
               bed, still naked, staring up at the ceiling while the crying
               continues, O/S.  He listens a moment without moving.

               136.  INT.  JULIE'S BEDROOM - [d/f: 1] NIGHT

               Tom lies naked in the brass cot, the sheets kicked to the end
               of the mattress, wailing into space.

                                   JACK (O/S)
                         Wotcha.

               Tom looks to see Jack standing in the doorway, silhouetted
               against the light from the landing beyond.

                                   JACK
                         What's the matter?

               Tom starts to howl.  Jack walks over to the cot and tries to
               lower the side, banging it with his fist.  Tom's wails turn
               to giggling as Jack shakes the bars, finally unhooking the
               side and letting it drop to the floor.

                                   TOM
                             (baby voice)
                         Again!  Again!  Do it again!

               Jack sits down on the pile of sheets at the foot of the cot.

                                   JACK
                         So what's the matter?

               Tom falls silent, glowers at him.

                                   TOM
                         Why haven't you got any clothes on?

                                   JACK
                         Why haven't you?

                                   TOM
                         Because I'm hot.

                                   JACK
                         So am I.

               Tom sighs, lies back with his arms folded behind his head.

                                   JACK
                         Is that why you were crying?

                                   TOM
                         I wanted Julie.

                                   JACK
                         Why?

                                   TOM
                         Because I wanted her.

                                   JACK
                         You mean you wanted Mum.

                                   TOM
                         Course not.  Mum's dead.

               Tom lowers his voice, as though confiding a secret.

                                   TOM
                         I've been into her room.  I know
                         where Julie keeps Mum's things.

               Jack settles down in the cot, Tom moving over to make room.

                                   JACK
                         What do you want with Mum's things?

                                   TOM
                         Me and William dress up in them. 
                         Sometimes we're Mum and Dad, and
                         sometimes we're Julie and Derek,
                         but mostly we're you and Julie.

               Jack seems more intrigued than surprised.  He lies on his
               elbow beside Tom's feet, pulling the sheet over them.

                                   JACK
                         What do you do when you're me and
                         Julie?

                                   TOM
                         Nothing much.

                                   JACK
                         Yes, but what?

                                   TOM
                         Just play.

                                   JACK
                         With what?

                                   TOM
                         Mum's clothes of course.

               Tom sucks milk from his bottle.

                                   JACK
                         Does it make you feel sexy when you
                         dress up?
                             (Tom giggles)
                         Well does it?

                                   TOM
                         What d'you mean?

                                   JACK
                         When you put your wig on and that
                         skirt, and then you look in the
                         mirror and see a little girl, do
                         you get a nice feeling in your
                         willie?  Does it get bigger?

                                   TOM
                         Shurrup!

               Tom gives an embarrassed chuckle - nestles up beside Jack.  A
               long pause.

                                   JACK
                         I wonder if they can see us now, if
                         they're watching us...

                                   TOM
                         Who?

                                   JACK
                         Mum and dad.  Do you think they're
                         in heaven?

                                   TOM
                         Dunno about Dad, but Mum's in the
                         cellar.

                                   JACK
                         What do you mean?

                                   TOM
                         She's in that metal thing under all
                         that hard stuff.

                                   JACK
                         Who told you that?

                                   TOM
                         Derek said.  He said you put her in
                         there.

               Tom tucks the bottle back in his mouth and turns on his side. 
               Jack watches him a moment, then lies back on his pillow of
               blankets and gazes up at the ceiling.  A long pause.

                                   JACK
                         I remember when I used to sleep in
                         this cot.  Long time ago... before
                         you had it.  Mum used to make up
                         stories for me, like Julie does for
                         you.  I used to think she made up
                         my dreams for me too.

                                   TOM
                             (sleepily)
                         Hey, you're squashing me...

               Jack moves over, but without losing track of his own
               memories.

                                   JACK
                         When I woke in the morning, she
                         used to sometimes ask me what I'd
                         dreamt about, and I used to think
                         it was to see if I was telling the
                         truth.  Shall I do the Sandman?

               Jack looks at Tom, who is fast asleep.  Jack moves up next to
               him, gently strokes his hair, his own eyes beginning to
               close.

                                   JACK
                         Sandman come, Sandman come, and
                         bring Jack and Julie lots and lots
                         of lovely dreams.......

               Jack's voice trails into silence and sleep.

                                                       SOFT MIXING TO:

               137.  INT.  JULIE'S BEDROOM - [f/d: 1] NIGHT

               Julie, gazing almost into CAMERA.  Her hair is up, and long
               fine strands curl down her neck.  A pause, then she smiles.

                                   JULIE
                         Look at you.  Just look at you.

               Julie stands by the cot, staring down at Jack and Tom, both
               asleep.  Jack opens his eyes as Julie lifts down the side of
               the cot --

                                   JULIE
                         My two bare babies!

               Jack smiles foolishly up at her.  Her white cotton blouse is
               unbuttoned, and her skin seems even darker in the half light. 
               She leans forward, stroking his hair with one hand while
               unobtrusively taking hold of the sheet with the other.

                                   JULIE
                         "And vot do you make of zis, Herr
                         Doktor...!"

               She pulls back the sheet with a flourish, revealing Jack
               naked.  He instantly grabs it back, leaps out of the cot...

                                   JACK
                         Oh no you don't!

               He covers himself with the sheet while hovering in the
               doorway, not wanting to leave, yet not knowing where to go
               from here.  Julie walks over to him.

                                   JULIE
                         I just want to talk to you, that's
                         all.

                                   JACK
                         What about?

               She takes him by the hand and leads him to her own bed.  They
               sit on the edge, Jack still covering himself.

                                   JULIE
                         I really haven't been to bed with
                         him you know.

               The statement catches Jack unawares.  He looks at her, then
               at the floor.

                                   JACK
                         He knows about Mum.  He told Tom.

               Julie shrugs, touches his sunburnt arm, her eyes bright.

                                   JULIE
                         He was bound to find out sooner or
                         later.  Is it very sore?

               Jack shakes his head.  Julie starts to take off her clothes -
               so casually that Jack barely seems to notice.

                                   JULIE
                         What upsets him is that we won't
                         let him in on the secret.  He wants
                         to be one of the family - one of
                         us.  I suppose we might as well
                         tell him now...

                                   JACK
                         But not one of us?

               Julie's bra slips down from her breasts as she locks her
               fingers between his.

                                   JULIE
                         Course not.  Just you and me and
                         Sue and Tom - that's all the family
                         we need.

               She kisses him lightly on the mouth, then they both look down
               at their hands.

                                   JULIE
                         He lives with his Mum in this big
                         house.  He took me there.  She
                         calls him Doodle and makes him wash
                         his hands before tea.

               They both giggle.  Julie releases her hands from his, places
               them on each side of his face and kisses him slowly.  Jack
               closes his eyes.  She studies him a moment, playfully
               squeezes his cheeks into a sullen pose.

                                   JULIE
                         You used to look like this...
                             (removes her hands)
                         ... and now you look like this.

               Jack smiles self-consciously, glances down.  Julie follows
               his eyeline, looks at the sheet draped over his waist.  They
               both smile.  Then she slips off the sheet.

                                   JULIE
                         Doodle's Mum told me she irons him
                         fifteen shirts a week.

                                   JACK
                             (his mouth dry)
                         That's a lot of shirts.

               Julie leans him back with one hand, moving her other between
               his legs...

                                   JULIE
                         It's funny, but I've lost all sense
                         of time.  It feels like it's always
                         been like this.  I can't remember
                         how it used to be when Mum was
                         alive, and I can't really imagine
                         anything changing... can you?

               They are now both lying on their sides, facing each other.

                                   JACK
                         Everything seems fixed and still,
                         and it makes me feel like I'm not
                         frightened of anything any more.

               Jack takes the initiative, kisses her, gazes at her eyes.

                                   JACK
                         I feel like I've been asleep for as
                         long as I can remember - like I've
                         never really been born. I feel sort
                         of like I'm weightless, like I'm -
                         I dunno - floating about in space.

               Julie strokes his hair, the thumping of their hearts
               magnifying as the background SOUND FADES.

                                   JULIE
                         What do you think'll happen?

                                   JACK
                         It's bound to end I suppose.  Then 
                         they'll pull us down like the
                         others, and one day someone'll come
                         poking around... and all they'll
                         find is a few broken bricks in the
                         long grass...

               Julie's pale breasts are level with Jack's face.

                                   JULIE
                             (whispering)
                         Go on...

               As Jack's lips close around her breast, a VOICE is heard so
               faintly that it is almost inaudible...

                                   DEREK (O/S)
                         Now I've seen it all!

               Julie opens her eyes, barely reacting to the sight of Derek,
               standing in the doorway in the b/g.

                                   JULIE
                         Have you?  Oh dear.

               Jack tries to look up, but Julie screens his face with her
               body, holding him tightly as though protecting him.  Despite
               her cool response, Jack can hear Julie's heart pounding...

                                   DEREK
                         How long's this been going on?

                                   JULIE
                         Ages.  Ages and ages.

                                   DEREK
                         But he's your brother!

                                   JULIE
                         Shhh... or you'll wake Tom.

               Derek remains in LONG SHOT, as though rooted in his tracks.

                                   DEREK
                         All those times when you never even
                         let me come near you... why didn't
                         you tell me?

                                   JULIE
                         Actually, it's got none of your
                         business.

               TIGHT on Jack, smiling quietly.

                                   DEREK (O/S)
                         You're sick, the pair of you -
                         sick!

               Derek storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

               A long pause.  We hear his footsteps echoing down the stairs.

               Presently Julie turns back to Jack.

                                   JULIE
                         Do you think a lot about Mum?

                                   JACK
                         All the time.

                                   JULIE
                         Me too.  Do you think what we did
                         was right?

               He traces a finger over her breast.

                                   JACK
                         Seems natural to me.

               Julie pauses, gives him a soft smile.

                                   JULIE
                         Me too.

               They gaze at each other in silence, then both start giggling
               together.  We hear a dull, far-off THUD.  The giggling stops. 
               Jack draws Julie toward him, gently kisses her.  Another
               distant THUD: a sledge-hammer smashing concrete...

               Julie smiles, enticing Jack to roll on top of her.  The THUDS
               become more frequent, aggressive, insistent as we move in
               TIGHTER and TIGHTER on their two faces, blurring into one...

                                                       MIXING TO:

               Jack and Julie asleep in each other's arms.  The room is
               perfectly still.

               Presently we hear the distant SOUND of an approaching Car. 
               CAMERA PULLS slowly back as it grows louder, bringing the
               bars of Tom's cot into f/g  Julie stirs, opens her eyes.

               We hear the Car pull up outside the house.  Jack wakes up,
               sees the door open and Sue enter, rubbing her eyes.  They all
               look at each other, but none of them seem surprised.

               Through a chink in the curtain, a revolving blue light makes
               a spinning pattern on the wall.  Tom sits up and stares at
               it, blinking.  Julie, Jack and Sue move up to the cot and
               Julie bends down and kisses him.

                                   JULIE
                         There!  Wasn't that a lovely sleep.

               Tom smiles.

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