| Both schoolteachers are completely baffled. |
| |
| BARBARA: Too many questions, and not enough
answers. |
| |
| IAN: Stupid? Or just doesn't know? So -- we have a
fifteen year old girl who's absolutely brilliant at some things,
excruciatingly bad at others and, well, just inexplicable at the
rest. |
| |
| BARBARA: (points out the window) There she is! See
her? |
| |
| And indeed she is. She's looking around, as if making sure she's
not being followed. Then she ducks behind the gate. |
| |
| IAN: She looks around like somebody who's afraid she's
being watched. Or, is my imagination working over time? |
| |
| BARBARA: Look, can we go in now? I hate to think of her
alone in that place. |
| |
| IAN: If she is alone. Look, she is fifteen -- she might
be meeting a boy. Did that occur to you? |
| |
| BARBARA: (grin) I almost hope she is. |
| |
| IAN: (laughs) You do? |
| |
| BARBARA: Well, it would be so...normal. |
| |
| Both teachers laugh. But Barbara grows uncommonly somber. |
| |
| BARBARA: Isn't it silly? I feel afraid -- as if we're
about to interfer in something that's best left alone...... |
| |
|
| Both schoolteachers are completely baffled. |
| |
| BARBARA: Too many questions, too little
answers. |
| |
| IAN: Too stupid.....or just doesn't know. So -- we have a
fifteen year old girl who's absolutely brilliant at some things and
excruciatingly bad at others. ...... ......
...... ...... ...... ...... ...... |
| |
| BARBARA: (points out the window) There she is! |
| |
| And indeed she is. She's looking around, as if making sure she's
not being followed. Then she ducks behind the gate. |
| |
| ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ......
...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ......
...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ......
...... |
| |
| BARBARA: Look, can we go in? I--I hate to think of her,
all alone in that place. |
| |
| IAN: If she is alone. Look, she is fifteen -- she might
be meeting a boy. Didn't that occur to you? |
| |
| BARBARA: (grin) And I almost hope she is. |
| |
| IAN: What do you mean? |
| |
| BARBARA: Well, it would be so wonderfully normal. |
| |
| Both teachers laugh. But Barbara grows uncommonly somber. |
| |
| BARBARA: It's silly, isn't it? I feel frightened -- as
though we're about to mess with something that's best left
alone...... |
| |
Continue |