sound is very faint. But distinct from everything else.
Jacob frowns.
The noise gets LOUDER. Jacobs sure hes hearing it now. He
looks at the Greyhaired Man. The man catches his eye and the
two of them stare at each other for a heartbeat - then Jacob
turns away. The Man returns to his book. And Jacob
immediately turns back to him.
JACOB
Do you hear that?
The man gives him an annoyed look as t
fault.
Ill be all right.
Come in, missy.
Excuse me, miss.
Is you "Miss Lorraine Edson...
th Street, Harlem"?
Yes, honey, I sure am.
And you must be Sadies girl.
Yes, maam. I am.
Well, the good Lords
delivered you safe and sound.
My mama told me to say thank you
for taking me in.
And she told me also to tell you...
that you have
the best rooming house in Harlem...
and that I aint supposed to be
SOUND. A door is
slowly opened. Light streaks out into a hallway. We see the
NINE year old. He is barefoot and wearing pajamas. He looks
up. Drops of BLOOD drip from a crack in the ceiling above.
The Boy moves towards a staircase at the end of the hall.
INT. BEDROOM - 1972 - NIGHT
The Boy enters, takes a few steps into the room and stops. He
stares ahead blankly.
HIS POV: WOMANS ARM - CLOSE SHOT
THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY
Our story begins in 1965, on a hot afternoon in August.
FADE IN
EXT. IOWA LANDSCAPE - DAY
Rolling green hills, lush farmland, vast open space. Not a
house or sign of life in sight. On a long dusty road, a TRUCK
is driving across the screen. Clouds of dirt follow in its
tracks -- its motor, the only sound we hear.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
FRANCESCA JOHNSON is sitting in t
Sounded like somebody snipped the wire.
-Really?
What did it sound like?
Snip.
-Some fog, eh, Pop?
-Ive already heard the weather report.
Drive, please.
Its as thick as pea soup.
Not a soul around for miles.
Know what l think?
Perfect place for a murder.
Conversation like television set
on honeymoon:
Unnecessary.
Where are we going, anyway, Pop?
Who is this Mr. Twain?
Whatd he mean, "dinner and a
SOUNDS GOOD.
LOSE SOMETHING?
A LITTLE ENTHUSIASM,
AMBITION, DRIVE...
TIME, MOSTLY.
,
ITS BROWN,
ITS A LITTLE BOOK
AND YOU KNOW
WHERE IT IS.
I DO NOT.
.
HES LEAVING AGAIN
OH.
HE LIKED COLORADO.
I LOVED IT.
I LOVE THE NATURE
OF THEIR NEWS.
[Kathy]
THIS IS TERRIFIC.
NOLANS FINALLY GOING
TO KNOW HOW GOOD I AM.
THATS WHY I WANT
TO QUIT, KATHY.
THERE IT IS.
HOW BUSY ARE YOU?
FOUND A BODY SHOT IN THE HE
sound of a branch SCRAPING
against the side of the cabin adds to the tension. Now she
turns...
??
...there is no one waiting there in the doorway.
Elizabeth yawns, stretches and walks up the stairwell to the
second floor landing, which leads into a pitch black hallway.
??
??
7 INT. DESERTED CABIN - BATHROOM - NIGHT
??
She moves down the hallway, then enters the bathroom and
turns on the light. Cr
sound.) Ah, still good. (Camera begins
to pan to right. PEDDLER hurries to catch it.) Wait,
dont go! (Stop pan.)I can see that youre only
interested in the exceptionally rare. I think then, you
would be most rewarded to consider...this. (PEDDLER
pulls the MAGIC LAMP out from his sleeve.) Do not be
fooled by its commonplace appearance. Like so many
things, it is not what is outside, but what is in
CRY MY PET
I HOPE
FIRST SHELL MUST DONE
FOR THE SKIPPER
AND MOST THE SKY GUN CREW
WHAT HAPPEN TO THE WOMEN
AND THE BABY?
SEE IF CAN FIND FIRST
I THOUGHT EVERYBODY WAS KILLED
I NEVER
YOU KNOW IM PRATICALLY
IN MORAL LIVE
I THOUGHT I WAS DONE FIRST
WELL PLAY PORKER
IN THE SALLOOM
HOW TO GET THESE THINGS
OFF ANYWAY
HERES FIRST AID KIT ITS BEEM
PRETTY WELL SMASH UP
I NEED SOMETHING TO COVER
AND WRAP
L
SISTER MARGUERITE is locking up for the night, shutting doors, turning off lights, finally walks off down the corridor. Suddenly a terrified scream is heard, the voice of a young woman.
EXT - CONVENT - NIGHT
Lights in the windows flick on.
INT - TOP CORRIDOR - NIGHT
The nuns are running up the corridor in their night dresses and caps, calling urgently in French. They reach the door of Sister Agne