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It must be thirsty work,asking all those questions. The screenplay continues with.... HOWIE Mrs.Morrison,perhaps if you wouldn't mind-- I mean just to complete my report--may I take a look around the house? MRS.MORRISON Of course you can.Only I don't suppose it's very tidy.My husband,like most of you men,leaves evrytjing to be cleared up after him He goes through the door and ascends some steep stairs which lead him to the bedrooms.Mrs Morrison watches him with thoughtful amusement for a moment,then moves to the stove to put the kettle on. INT;LANDING ABOVE SWEET SHOP-DAY Howie reaches the top of the stairs and is confronted with two ddors one on each side of the landing.He opens the one on his left side first and enters. INT:MR AND MRS MORRISON'S BEDROOM-DAY Howie inspects the room which contains a wardrobe,a double bed and a chest of drawers.He glances briefly round it,noting the cluster of personal adult possessions which are strewn about but which tell him nothing.He leaves the room. INT:LANDING-DAY Howie closes the bedroom door and crosses the landing. Carefully he opens the door of Myrtle's bedroom. INT:MYRTLE'S BEDROOM-DAY Howie enters the room.It is very tidy and neat,and quite obviously the room of a little girl.Myrtle's own paintings adorn the walls,and some toys lie in the corner.There is one bed in the centre of the room,and in the far corner a double-doored clothes cupboard.He crosses to it and opens one of the doors.Clothes for a six year old girl hang on the rack an,and similarly shoes on the floor.He half turns away,closing the door,when something catches his eye.It is a shoe belonging to a girl of thirteen poking out of the door on the other side of the cupboard.He wrestles it open with sudden galvanic energy and we see it belongs to a pair of such shoes lying on the floor of the cupboard next to half a dozen similarly sized boots and shoes.The camera pans up violently to see a rack of thirteen year old girl's clothes. INT:PARLOUR OF SWEET SHOP-DAY The tea things have been laid out and Mrs.Morrison is already pouring when the door is thrown open and we see Howie standing in the doorway holding out one of the thirteen year old dresses accusingly in front of him.He walks over to Myrtle and measures it against her.It is obviously too large for her. HOWIE (grimly) You haven't been straight with me,Mrs.Morrison. Mrs.Morrison turns at the tone of his voice and sees the dress. MRS.MORRISON Why,you've found one of Holly's dresses and you thought it was..... She dissolves in giggles. MRS MORRISON Why it's just like a detective story. HOWIE Holly? MRS.MORRISON Yes.Mrs.gRIMMOND'S DAUGHTER. She came to stay with us last week when her mum was ill.She's a widow you see and can't really cope,poor old soul.Here's your tea.Now drink it up while it's hot. Howie takes the cup and automatically starts drinking. HOWIE But why should she leave her clothes here? MRS.MORRISON Oh you know how girls are-- scatterbrained.Holly's always forgetting things. Howie regards her plump figure calmly buttering scones,with irritation. HOWIE You mean she forgot all her clothes?...Where does she live? MRS.MORRISON Holly?Oh I'm afraid it's quite a long way.Mind you I could lend you my bicycle if you like. You go up the hill past the old church,then turn left by Serpent's Egg Hill...... Mix through to the next scene. EXT:HILL RD ON SUMMER ISLE-LATE AFTERNOON What follows is shots of Howie cycling up a hill on an old bike past a statue of a druid God half buried in the spring flowers to the house of Mrs Grimmond. And what takes place is Howie interrogating Grimmond and her daughter Holly,knowing fine well that they are mocking him. HOWIE I see.Well thank you again, and good evening to you. Abruptly Howieturns away,face taut,aware of the subtle mockery of the two females.Clumsily he mounts his bicycle and pedals away down the path followe by their faint laughter.The camera tracks with him down the path and turns the corner into the main road. EXT:ROAD ON SUMMER ISLE-EVENING Howie swings out into the road on his bicycle and is confronted with the gigantic shadow of a strangely malformed water bird (or boobrie in Druid myth),with webbed feet,tremendous claws and monstrous beak, lying across his path in the road.He brakes sharply and looks fearfully up.Above his head he sees that the huge bird has been cut in topiary and is free- standing amongst the apple trees.Pulling himself together,he pedals on uncertainly into the gloaming. EXT: MAY MORRISON'S SWEET SHOP-NIGHT Howie is carefully placing Mrs.Morrison's bicycle in a small shed in the garden of her house.Quietly he leaves the garden and stands looking across the street at the Green Man Inn.He starts to walk towards it. These are the screenplay scenes from the initial Morrison visit,to Howie's arrival at the Green Man Inn. The plot thickens......:eyebrows: |
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Although I see Ekland turned up (paid obviously) to participate in the documentary eh? |
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In the Burnt Offerings documentary Michael Deeley calls Christopher Lee 'paranoid' and refers to Wicker Man fans as 'loonies'. Well Mr Deeley, I can't see as many 'loonies' mourning you as they will Christopher Lee when his time comes. Most of them will wonder who you were. :mmph: |
Epitaph will read..... 'The man who ravaged and wrecked a cult classic.':nod: |
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Is it easy to find? |
Where you going from mate? It's a fair old trek down to that cave..... |
If you find Britt Ekland can you tell her that I miss her and want her back? In fact I'd like the rest of her too. :D |
Give me Ingrid any day. For her comments on the area,people and film,she was put in a huge sacraficial statue along with Rod Stewart and 20 pairs of leopard-print lycra breeks.:lol: |
1 Attachment(s) I'll make her see the error of her ways. Shouldn't take long. Maybe a week or so. :heh: For some reason I have a pic disc 45 of Britt singing Do It To Me (With Feeling). Incidentally I didn't buy it for the music. Wonder why I have it? :D |
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