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HANNA has gone in to put down her things at the kitchen table. MICHAEL follows, desperate.
MICHAEL
I got up - at 4.30 - specially -
it’s the first day of the holidays,
I’d been planning to surprise you -
HANNA
Poor little baby. Got up at four
thirty - and on your holidays too.
MICHAEL
What is this? I was on your tram!
You totally ignored me! What do you
think I was doing? Why the hell do
you think I was there?
MICHAEL has yelled in desperation. HANNA looks him straight in the eye.
HANNA
I haven’t the slightest idea. And
what you do is your business not
mine.
HANNA turns and moves away.
HANNA
And if you wanted to speak to me, I
was in the first carriage. So why
did you sit in the second?
HANNA goes to run a bath.
HANNA
And now, thanks very much, I’ve
been working, I need a bath. Get
out, I’d like to be by myself.
MICHAEL
I didn’t mean to upset you.
HANNA
You don’t have the power to upset
me. You don’t matter enough to
upset me.
She takes off her clothes to get in. As soon as she does, he gets up and goes into the other room. He sits by himself, miserable. He hears her, bathing. Then finally gets up and goes back in. She is still in the bath.
MICHAEL
I don’t know what to say. I’ve
never been with a woman. We’ve been
together four weeks and I can’t
live without you. I can’t. Even the
thought of it kills me.
HANNA looks at him thoughtfully.
MICHAEL
I sat in the second carriage
because I thought you might kiss
me.
HANNA
Kid, you thought we could make love
in a tram?
They smile. But MICHAEL has a more urgent question.
MICHAEL
Is it true what you said? That I
don’t matter to you?
In the bath, she shakes her head.
MICHAEL
Do you forgive me?
She nods.
MICHAEL
Do you love me?
She looks at him. Then she nods.