Chapters (21)
RADA auditorium. Halliwell emerges from the darkness and stands in a pool of light on the stage. His camel-hair coat is draped over his shoulders. There is a pause before he embarks on a speech from Hamlet. A suppressed groan from the panel.
MAN Rather old.
WOMAN (rustle of a form) Not as old as he looks.
ANOTHER MAN Useful to have someone as old as that, just for casting.
WOMAN We seem to be taking practically anything that stands up.
Camera closes in on Halliwell.
MAN At least he’s got the coat.
INT. RADA REHEARSAL ROOM. DAY. 1951.
The students are doing improvisations of the movements of various animals, hens, penguins, etc. A woman Instructor is moving round the class and comes on two students rubbing up against one another.
INSTRUCTOR And what are you?
STUDENTS Cats, miss.
She claps her hands.
INSTRUCTOR We’re going to change the exercise slightly. I’ve got a cat here.
She mimes stroking a cat.
Here you are. Catch it.
She mimes throwing it to a student, who catches it, strokes it and passes it on. It reaches Halliwell, who makes a great fuss of it, then begins to get angry when it scratches him and eventually strangles it in an awesome display of fury which silences the class, all, that is, except Orton, who laughs loudly.
INT. RADA BUILDING. ENTRANCE. DAY. 1951.
The entrance hall is empty except for Halliwell, who is looking fixedly at the notice board, examining the timetable. Orton comes in, looks at the clock and sits down to wait for his friend. Silence.
HALLIWELL Movement. Enunciation. Breath Control. (Pauses.)
It’s all so wildly dated. Don’t you agree?
ORTON (startled at being spoken to) Er … yes … yes …
HALLIWELL Still, I suppose the beginners find it useful.
He turns around at last and favours Orton with a look of superior benevolence.
ORTON Are you new to London?
HALLIWELL Hardly. A small legacy has enabled me to spend several weekends at the Strand Palace.
ORTON Hotels are a closed book to me.
HALLIWELL You’ll like the Strand Palace. We might venture there for coffee one evening.
Orton’s companions come down the stairs. Another boy and his girl, and Janet, Orton’s girl.
JANET Ready?
They are going out when Orton turns back.
ORTON We’re off over the South Bank. The Festival.
Janet is dismayed. Halliwell considers.
HALLIWELL It might be amusing, I suppose.
ORTON (trying to be sophisticated) Yes. The plebs at their simple pleasures.
Halliwell precedes them through the door as Janet mouths to Orton.
JANET What did you ask him for?
ORTON He’s got a … (Makes steering-wheel motions.)
EXT. STREET. DUSK. 1951.
Halliwell’s open car riding along beneath the Festival lights. Halliwell is driving. Orton is sitting in the front seat with Janet on his knee. The other two students are perched behind.
EXT. FESTIVAL OF BRITAIN. NIGHT. 1951.