| BILL nips to the bedroom and tip-toes to the bathroom door. Taps on it. |
| BILL | (softly) Hello? Are you there? You must come out now, or I’ll have to force the door. |
| There is a click and he steps back. The door opens and the GIRL comes out, white-faced. They stare at each other. |
| At last. |
| GIRL | Sorry. |
| She glances urgently at the connecting door. |
| I’ll go now. |
| Hurries towards the passage. |
| BILL | (following) What happened…? |
| As she reaches the doorway she almost collides with JULIE, who is bringing in a pile of clean linen. |
| JULIE | Ah. Is this the real one? |
| BILL | Yes. |
| JULIE | About time. |
| GIRL | Excuse me. |
| Steps past JULIE and hurries down the passage. BILL tries to follow, but JULIE blocks his way. |
| JULIE | You ought to be ashamed of yourself. |
| BILL | Julie…. |
| JULIE | The night before your wedding – really! |
| BILL | It wasn’t like that…. |
| JULIE | It’s always like that. |
| BILL | Julie, I…. |
| Lost for explanations, he hurries from the room. |
| CUT TO: | |
| INT PASSAGE. | |
| The GIRL is heading for the lift. BILL sprints after her. The doors open as she gets there, and the two WEDDING GUESTS emerge. The GIRL enters as BILL arrives. |
| MALE GUEST | Bill! |
| BILL | (as the lift doors close) Sorry. |
| CUT TO: |
| INT LIFT. |
| The GIRL presses the button to descend. |
| BILL | (collecting his breath) What happened to you? We thought you’d died. |
| GIRL | Sorry. |
| BILL | Why wouldn’t you come out? |
| GIRL | I was hiding. |
| BILL | From me? |
| GIRL | No. |
| BILL | From Rachel? |
| GIRL | No. |
| BILL | Then who? |
| GIRL | From Tom. |
| BILL | (puzzled) Tom? |
| GIRL | Yes. |
| BILL | Why? |
| GIRL | I’m his girl-friend. |
| BILL stares at her, stunned. The lift doors open. |
| CUT TO: | |
| INT. FOYER | |
| The GIRL hurries out. BILL is frozen to the spot in a state of shock. Pulls himself together, and dashes out of the lift after her. Bumps into his MOTHER who is crossing the foyer. |
| ANGELA | Bill darling, there you are! |
| BILL | (stopping resignedly) Hello, Mother. |
| ANGELA | (stroking his cheek) My poor baby – how are you feeling? |
| BILL | (looking after the GIRL) Fine, Mother, fine. |
| ANGELA | You don’t look it. Are you quite sure about all this? |
| BILL | It’s a bit late to ask that now, isn’t it? |
| ANGELA | Well I wish someone had asked me on my wedding day. |
| BILL | Yes, well I’m not you. Speaking of which Dad’s looking for you. |
| ANGELA | What on earth for? |
| BILL | I think he wants to make up. See you later. |
| As he heads for the entrance TAVISTOCK turns from the desk. |
| TAVISTOCK | Ah – Mr Martin…. |
| BILL | See you in a moment, Mr Tavistock. |
| Dashes past and after the GIRL, leaving a bemused TAVISTOCK and ANGELA behind. |
| CUT TO: | |
| EXT. HOTEL CAR PARK. | |
| The GIRL has reached her car. BILL sprints after and catches her up. |
| BILL | Tom’s girl-friend’s at home. |
| She shakes her head. |
| With his parents. |
| Another shake. |
| Eating corn-flakes. |
| Another shake. |
| Another pair of young WEDDING GUESTS pass by. |
| YOUNG MALE GUEST | (effusive) Ah, Bill! Great day – eh? |
| BILL | Yes, er…. see you shortly. (To his GIRL FRIEND) Lovely hat. |
| The GIRL is getting into her car. He runs around to the other side. Opens the door and collapses into the passenger seat. |
| INT. CAR. | |
| BILL | You’re Judy? |
| A nod. |
| Oh my God! |
| He sits dazed. |
| How did it happen? |
| JUDY | You don’t remember? |
| BILL | Not a lot. |
| JUDY | Oh. |
| BILL | It was a bit of a dream. |
| CUT TO: |
| INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT (FLASHBACK) |
| Quick memory flash. They are naked, passionate…. |
| RESUME: |
| INT. CAR. |
| JUDY | Yes. A kind of dream. |
| BILL | (still bemused) So did George call you? |
| JUDY | I beg your pardon? |
| BILL | You’re a call-girl, right? |
| She slaps his face. |
| BILL | Wrong. |
| JUDY | Would Tom invite a call-girl to a wedding? |
| BILL | I’m sorry. |
| JUDY | You have a genius for making a girl feel good. |
| BILL | So what were you doing here? |
| JUDY | It’s a long story. I must get back to Tom’s house. |
| Looks at him sadly. |
| See you at the wedding. |
| BILL | You can’t…. We can’t just…. |
| JUDY | We can. We have to. |
| He stares at her, distraught…. |
