Scene 9 Flashcards
“THE TRUNK!”
“WINNERS—YES! We beat him to the top! We came in first, I’ll make that very clear when he gets here.”
“If he gets here.”
“Of course he’ll get here! He has to!”
“Say what?”
“That red dot on the horizon!”
“Full speed ahead!”
“They’re safe. That’s good.
I wish Peter was here.”
(THUNDER! LIGHTNING!)
“The mission comes first. Get the trunk to the beach. Now, move it!”
“—surrounded by trees smacking your face.”
(Regular accent) “And you can’t breathe—“
“—and up your nose—“
(Regular accent) “—and down your front!”
“—and you still have to reach the beach!”
“I said forget about sleep! Teddy!”
“He’s spark out.”
“Peter! Oh, Peter! I thought—“
“The most incredible thing—you won’t believe—I met this—“
“Right. Well. Good to see you, Peter. Shall we wake the boys?”
“Leave ‘em be.”
“Just us then.”
“—make sure the starstuff’s okay.”
“Oh no, that’s not, no- “
“I wanna sit in the starstuff—“
“Very dangerous—exposure to so much of it.”
“I don’t care!”
“Well, I do! I was so worried. We waited and waited. I told them you’d come. We waited—
and then the rain and the dark and I was so worried—“
“Do you think I’ve changed?”
“You’re dirtier.”
“—you know—about that thing you did—“
“What thing?”
“The kiss.”
“What kiss?”
“The one you gave me!”
“Oh, the kiss.”
“‘What kiss,’ she says.”
“Well, what about it?”
“Nobody’s ever wanted to kiss me, that’s all—“
“Want to? I didn’t want to, we were about to be eaten alive and—“
“I mean, I was just sitting there and you grabbed me—“
“Oh fir heaven’s sake, such a fuss! Didn’t you like it?”
“No, it was—“
“You didn’t like it. You didn’t like it, and now you’re telling me you didn’t like it! Unbelievable.”
“Mmm… pork.”
“Then what’re you saying?”
“—I guess I’m asking—“
“You stop that right now. I won’t answer any such question. You’re inching toward the sentimental and that’s all well and good for a boy, but the fact is—“
“Inclining toward what?”
“—we girls can’t afford to be sentimental. We must instead be strong.
And when I marry, my husband will have to—“
“MARRY? Whoa, you thought I was asking you to—“
“Not you, you swot. Uch, the ego.
And when I marry, I shall make it very clear to this person—that sentimentality is not on the calendar. He will have to lump it or leave it. And if he should choose to leave, I’ll stay a spinster and pin my hair back and volunteer weekends at hospital. And I will love words for their own sake, like ‘hyacinth’ and ‘Piccadilly’ and ‘onyx.’ And I’ll have a good old dog, and think what I like, and be part of a different sort of family, with friends, you know?—who understand that things are only worth what you’re willing to give up for them.
Even if I—in the face of death, I may have—you know—“
“Wanted to?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Got it.”
“Good.”
“Wow.”
“You know, I might just—now that you’re here—rest my eyes for a little—“
“The leader has to be a—!”
“Where’s Peter?”
“If you can see the sky at all—“
“We must be very near the beach! C’mon, Boys! We made it!”
