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MICHAEL reads Tin-Tin to HANNA, who is lying on the bed. They are both looking at the pictures.
MICHAEL
‘Blistering Barnacles and a
thundering typhoon. It is water.’
‘But what on earth did you expect
it to be?’
HANNA
Whisky.
MICHAEL
Whisky! By thunder, whisky.
‘Whisky? Come now captain, you
can’t be serious.’
HANNA
All right, kid, that’s enough for
today.
They fall back onto the bed.
MICHAEL
I was wondering, do you think you
could get some time off? Maybe we
could go for a trip.
HANNA
What sort of trip?
MICHAEL
I’d love to go bicycling. Just for
two days.
MICHAEL reaches for a book.
MICHAEL
I’ve got a guide-book. I’ve worked
out the route. Look, what do you
think?
HANNA’S look is so far-away she doesn’t seem to hear the question. Silence. Then :
HANNA
I think you like planning, don’t
you?
She throws the book away and they begin to make love.