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The Open Window
The Open Window
Screenplay by
Karen Agabekyan
Saki
NIECE
(sadly)
Her great tragedy happened just
three years ago.
FRAMPTON
Her tragedy?
NIECE
You may wonder why we keep that
window wide open on an October
afternoon.
(niece points to the large
French window that opens
to the lawn)
CUT TO:
MRS SAPPLETON
(happily)
Here they are at last! Just in time
for tea and don’t they look as if
they were muddy up to the eyes!
Mrs Sappleton stands by the window looking out at the family
happily. Frampton hears an echo in his head repeating and
getting louder by every step closer the three figures took.
FIGURES
(echoes)
Bertie, why do you bound. Bertie,
why do you bound! BERTIE, WHY DO
YOU BOUND!
Frampton stands frozen with the echoes of the voices pounding
his brain.
CUT TO:
HUSBAND
Here we are, my dear…
(curiously)
Who was that man that bolted out as
we came?
They all walk back into the house as Mrs Sappleton turns to
answer the question that she had just been asked.
The aunt stands to answer the question with the niece behind
her out of view. She replies to her husband while walking out
of view of the camera.
MRS SAPPLETON
An extraordinary man, a Mr Nuttel.
Could only talk about his illnesses
and dashed off without a word of
goodbye when you arrived. One would
have thought he had seen a ghost.
NIECE
(still smirking
devilishly)
I expect it was the spaniel. He
told me he had a horror of dogs. He
once went to a cemetery somewhere
in the banks of the Ganges where a
pack of pariah dogs attacked him.
He had to spend the night in a
newly dug grave with the creatures
snarling and grinning just above
him; enough to make anyone lose
their nerve.
FADE TO BLACK.