EXT. PASTURE - NIGHT
Francesca and Robert walk through the pasture. She sniffs herarm.

　　FRANCESCASmells like dirt.

　　ROBERTYou get used to it.

　　FRANCESCAWhen?

　　ROBERT(laughs)You want to go back in?

　　FRANCESCANo. I'm all right. It's working.

　　Silence. They walk. It is a beautiful night.

　　ROBERTYou've got it all right here, youknow. It's just as beautiful as anyother place I've seen. God, itknocks me out.

　　FRANCESCAWhat?

　　ROBERT(indicating the night)This "... Of what I call God andfools can Nature." Who wrote that?

　　FRANCESCAUmm, I don't know. I can look it up.

　　ROBERTI'd appreciate it. I like knowing whoI'm stealing from. If you can'tcreate art I think the least you cando is recognize it around you, don'tyou think? There is...

　　(genuinely affected)... so much beauty.

　　She watches him with great appreciation. He smiles at her.

　　Instead of looking away, their eyes remained locked for amoment. There is clearly an attraction. They simultaneouslylook away and continue walking.

　　Francesca's heart is beating a mile a minute yet she can'tdeny she is enjoying herself. Walking side by side insilence, Francesca turns back occasionally to look at herhouse as they get further away from it. Suddenly, the moredistant the house becomes, the more frightened she starts tofeel. Something inside her knows she's going too far withthis man -- too far from home. Although a part of her wantsit, she is surprised to find a larger part of her findstoo unknown. She stops.

　　ROBERT (cont'd)What's wrong?

　　Francesca looks confused for a moment, not knowing what shewants. She can't move. She searches for a way out.

　　FRANCESCAWould you like some coffee? Or maybe,some brandy?

　　Somehow Robert can sense her uneasiness. He obliges.

　　ROBERTHow about both?

　　INT. KITCHEN - NIGHTFrancesca moves about the kitchen preparing coffee -- droppingthe coffee pot basket, spilling the grounds. She acts tense.

　　Robert sits at the table opening the brandy bottle Francescaalmost opened the night before, aware of her mood.

　　Francesca gets the coffee going then sets the table with cupsand saucers.

　　ROBERTYou sure you won't let me help youwith those dishes?

　　FRANCESCA(coldly)No. I'll do them later.

　　ROBERTFrancesca?

　　FRANCESCAWhat?

　　ROBERTAre you all right?

　　FRANCESCAYes.

　　ROBERTFrancesca?

　　FRANCESCAWhat?

　　ROBERTWe're not doing anything wrong, doyou.

　　Francesca freezes. He has read her mind again.

　　ROBERT (cont'd)(smiles)Nothing you can't tell your childrenabout.

　　Once again, he relieves her of fear and anxiety. He hands hera glass of brandy...

　　CUT TO:

　　1995INT. KITCHEN - DAYCarolyn and Michael have come to the end of a notebook.

　　MICHAELHe's getting her drunk. That's whathappened. Jesus, maybe he forcedhimself. That's why she couldn't tellus.

　　CAROLYNOh, he did not. He's such a nice guy.

　　MICHAELNice? He's trying to sleep withsomebody's wife.

　　CAROLYNI don't think so. Not yet anyway. Andbesides, something like that doesn'tmake you a bad person. He reminds meof Steve in a way. Steve's weak,immoral and a liar but he's still areal nice guy. He just shouldn't bemarried.

　　(laughs)At least not to me. You gettinghungry? I'm hungry.

　　Michael nods, then speaks with sincere compassion.

　　MICHAELI had no idea it's gotten that bad,sis.

　　CAROLYNOh, don't feel sorry for me. Please.

　　No one's forcing me to stay.

　　MICHAELThen why do you?

　　CAROLYNAnd do what? Live alone? Go back toschool? Find someone else? Start amagazine for............