SIMON: Do you believe that?
Do you—
Do you think—?
Do you think I’m really here Camille?
Beat.
Can I tell you something too?
Promise me you won’t tell anybody? /
CAMILLE: Oh God! /
SIMON: What? /
CAMILLE: Don’t tell me you’re fucking Matt as well!
She laughs.
I promise. I promise on your promise.
SIMON: Something bad happened in my life. A long long time ago.
I [He hesitates.] made a mistake, a bad one, and I had to—
I changed my name.
CAMILLE: You’re kidding me. You’ve got another name?
So what is it? The real one.
SIMON: You want to actually know the name?
CAMILLE: You trust me don’t you?
SIMON: Yeah.
CAMILLE: So tell me.
Beat.
Promise I won’t tell—
I promise on Angus’ life.
Go on, what was it?
SIMON:—
CAMILLE: Harvey, no.
Lucas?
I know. I know.
She laughs
Ignatius.
Pause.
SIMON: Richard.
CAMILLE: Oh? Richard.
SCENE TWO
Much later that night.
SIMON: You should be in bed.
JESSICA: Didn’t find him?
SIMON: Nothing.
JESSICA: Did you drop Camille off?
SIMON nods.
Lachie came over, with Angus.
Neither of you had your phones on.
We were worried.
SIMON: Lachlan came over.
Sounds convenient.
Beat.
JESSICA: Actually Simon, it was.
The police came around.
They wanted to talk to you.
Ask you questions.
Why Simon?
SIMON: Probably about the search.
JESSICA: But why come round here?
What’s going on?
SIMON: They’re probably interviewing everyone.
JESSICA: But they were asking all sorts of questions
About you.
SIMON: It’s probably a traffic thing, a speeding fine.
JESSICA: No.
Definitely not a traffic thing.
SIMON: What did they want?
JESSICA: They wanted to know things about your past.
SIMON: My past. What did you tell them?
JESSICA: Nothing. I don’t know anything.
Only that you were taken away as a child.
SIMON: What? Why did you tell them that?
JESSICA: Simon why are you being—? /
SIMON: What else did you tell them?
JESSICA: Simon, where were you taken as a child?
Pause.
SIMON: Jess, I was a messed up kid. I want all that behind me.
JESSICA: You said it wasn’t a foster home.
Where were you taken?
SIMON: It was an, an institution.
JESSICA: Did you—
God, did you go to prison!?
SIMON: No. No.
Juvenile detention.
JESSICA: Oh my God.
SIMON: I was young.
JESSICA: What did you do?
SIMON: Just stealing and car stuff.
JESSICA: They put you in detention for that?
SIMON: I told you I was messed up.
JESSICA: Does Andy know?
SIMON: Yes.
JESSICA: How?
SIMON: I told her.
JESSICA: But not me.
Beat.
SIMON: So now you tell me.
JESSICA: Tell you what?
SIMON: Do you think that without the truth we’re just animals?
Do you, Jess?
Do you fancy him?
Lachlan. /
JESSICA: Don’t be stupid.
SIMON: Because he fancies you, doesn’t he?
JESSICA: Don’t.
SIMON: What?
JESSICA: Just trust me.