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The Last Train Out of Paris: A Screenplay

Scenes XXXV - XLV

Scenes XXXV - XLV

Dec 16, 2018

35. INT. LOCOMOTIVE CAB - SAME TIME

The interior is near dark, safe for the firebox doors that open briefly so the fireman can shovel in coal; when the doors open, it lets out a brilliant red light.

DRIVER: Allez, elle bat à peine les ailes! Nous avons besoin d'elle pour vraiment voler!

FIREMAN: Compris!

The driver slowly pulls on another lever, followed quickly by a WHEESH of steam.


36. EXT. NORTH ITALY - SAME TIME

The Simplon train speeds up.


37. INT. LOUNGE CAR - SAME TIME

Ratchett’s papers have been cleared from the table, and a pot of coffee sits between the two on a silver platter. Ratchett’s glass of whiskey has been refilled; his briefcase occupying the chair beside him.

Soft music continues to play from the piano on the other side of the room.

DAVID: ...so we’re here under the guise that we’re vacationing, but it’s actually because they’re going to lay me off. Rather have one more good family outing before everything -

RATCHETT (Interrupting): Before you’re poor?

David hesitates.

DAVID: ...yes.

David shakes his head and sighs.

A beat.

DAVID: Blindsighted, I was.

RATCHETT: Well, if things really are that bad, I’ll put in a good word for you at my company. If I’m still there after the fiscal year ends.

David looks at him with a hint of disgust.

RATCHETT: Take the goddamn charity, you uptight Brit.

David sneers.

The scenery illuminated by the train disappears with a WOOSH of another tunnel.

DAVID: So...business, eh?

Ratchett takes a swig of whiskey.

RATCHETT: Mmm-hmm. Fuckin’ biiiiiiiiiiiig business deal.

David nods and watches as Ratchett takes another drink.

RATCHETT: Gonna get laid off if I can’t make the sale.

Ratchett takes a long sip.

DAVID: I make it a personal rule to stop drinking after eleven. Nothing good comes from being inebriated after that.

Ratchett brings the cup down from his lips.

RATCHETT: You haven’t experienced Prohibition like I have.

DAVID: I’d imagine it’d have benefits.

Ratchett raises his eyebrows, and the drink. He nods.

RATCHETT: Organized crime is a big perk, just for a goddamn drink.

He sways to the side with the train.

RATCHETT: And I’m going to stay on edge until I board the ship back to America.

He takes another sip. He GROANS.

RATCHETT: But, gotta admit...we gave the world some great music.

David raises his eyebrows in skepticism. Ratchett downs another glass.

With another WOOSH, the scenery returns.

He raises his glass and looks passed David.

RATCHETT: Can I get a cup for the coffee, please?

He looks at David.

RATCHETT: Coffee helps me stay on edge and not drunk.

DAVID: This isn’t drunk?

RATCHETT (Calling): Can I please get a cup for the coffee?

A steward approaches and replaces the glass with a cup and saucer. Ratchett pours the coffee.

RATCHETT (Calling): Can I get some cream?


38. INT. SLEEPING CAR COMPARTMENT - SAME TIME

Abigale closes her book and puts it on the floor. Susan stands above her briefly before sitting in the small chair by the window.

ABIGALE: Why are you getting up?

Susan laces up a shoe.

SUSAN: Getting your father so he isn’t completely incapacitated for tomorrow.

Abigale sits up.

ABIGALE: Can I go get him?

She puts on the other shoe, and begins lacing it up.

SUSAN: No. You should be asleep.

Abigale shrugs.

ABIGALE: But I’m not.

SUSAN: But you should be.

She stands and straightens her skit.

SUSAN: Look, I’m not going to discuss this with you, Abigale. Go to bed. And no arguing with me. Go. To. Bed.

She flicks off the lights and exits the compartment. Abigale sinks down into the bed and sighs.


39. INT. SLEEPING CAR CORRIDOR - SAME TIME

Gabriel and Susan cross each other at the end of the corridor. They nod politely to each other, and Susan slips into the lounge car.


40. EXT. THE ITALIAN MOUNTAINS - SAME TIME

The train rushes into the darkness.


41. INT. LOUNGE CAR - SAME TIME

Susan approaches David and Ratchett at a table. Jasper sits across from him, drinking.

SUSAN: Darling, we should be retiring now.

DAVID: I’ll be there momentarily, all right?

Susan nods. She looks at Ratchett and holds out her hand.

SUSAN: Mrs. Benjamin. And you?

The PIANIST begins playing another tune.


42. EXT. THE ITALIAN MOUNTAINS - SAME TIME

The train speeds into the darkness. There are faint lights on the horizon.


43. INT. SLEEPING CAR COMPARTMENT - SAME TIME

Abigale closes her eyes and sighs. She rolls to her side and sighs again.

PAN: THROUGH THE WALLS TO THE NEIGHBORING COMPARTMENT

Michael still remains soundly asleep.


44. INT. LOUNGE CAR - SAME TIME

David stands. Susan departs from the car.

DAVID: Actually, my wife is right; I should retire now. I will see you in Milan, perhaps?


45. EXT. THE ITALIAN MOUNTAINS - SAME TIME

The whistle SCREAMS.

The train’s brakes CRY as sparks shoot from the clashing metal.

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Steaming out of Paris' Gare de Lyon station, the Simplon Orient Express passes through the European countryside, bound for Milan and Constantinople. The Benjamin family are traveling for leisure; Mr. Ratchett for business; Mr. Thomas for school; Mr. Bellanger for work. Bound together on this train for two days, ignoring the low rumbling of fascism building in Italy, the passengers mingle and get to know one another in their luxurious accommodations. The soonest stop - Milan - will come the next morning.

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