Pirate Screenplay: scene 1, let me know what you think
INT. MORIARTY PLANTATION HOUSE SALON- NIGHT, Port Royal, Jamacia
ELIZABETH MORIARTY, a refined Londoner of 33, sits alongside her husband, ABNER MORIARTY, a greying 41 year old Scottish descendant, in front of a table in their salon. On the table lie seven palm sized portraits of gentlemen, with a stack of letter beside them, glowing by the light of the fireplace.
ELIZABETH
Abner, darling...
[Abner stares into the fire. Elizabeth reaches for one of the portraits and picks it up.]
ELIZABETH
Abner, dear...
[Abner turns startled to his wife.]
ABNER
Oh, yes?
[Elizabeth strokes the frame of the portrait.]
ELIZABETH
We’ve made the right choice.
[Abner reaches for one of the letters.]
ABNER
Yes, I do agree. He comes highly
recommended from your... Aunt was it?
[Abner scans the letter. Elizabeth smiles. ]
ELIZABETH
From my second cousin, Jayne.
They were companions as children.
He runs a pocket mirror company.
[Abner looks up at Elizabeth. ]
ABNER
Oh yes, that’s quite right.
[Abner puts the letter down and turns back to the fire. Elizabeth looks up from the portrait to Abner. Elizabeth places her hand lovingly on his arm.]
ELIZABETH
Abner, love, are you
missing her already?
[Abner glances over startled again.]
ABNER
No no. (pause) I mean yes,
I will miss her, the
accounts that’s all.
[Abner looks back at the fire.]
ELIZABETH
This is no time to be
thinking about business Abner!
[Elizabeth clutches the portrait.]
ELIZABETH
In two night’s time we are
going to be making all of
Rose’s dreams come true!
ABNER
What were you dreaming?
(pause) Oh, yes, Rose.
[Elizabeth stands and spins gracefully.]
ELIZABETH
A wonderful formal dinner
with all the best dishes!
[Abner does not move his head from the fire.]
ABNER
Of course...
[Elizabeth stops and looks towards Abner.]
ELIZABETH
Misses Robert East,
oh how divine!
ELIZABETH MORIARTY, a refined Londoner of 33, sits alongside her husband, ABNER MORIARTY, a greying 41 year old Scottish descendant, in front of a table in their salon. On the table lie seven palm sized portraits of gentlemen, with a stack of letter beside them, glowing by the light of the fireplace.
ELIZABETH
Abner, darling...
[Abner stares into the fire. Elizabeth reaches for one of the portraits and picks it up.]
ELIZABETH
Abner, dear...
[Abner turns startled to his wife.]
ABNER
Oh, yes?
[Elizabeth strokes the frame of the portrait.]
ELIZABETH
We’ve made the right choice.
[Abner reaches for one of the letters.]
ABNER
Yes, I do agree. He comes highly
recommended from your... Aunt was it?
[Abner scans the letter. Elizabeth smiles. ]
ELIZABETH
From my second cousin, Jayne.
They were companions as children.
He runs a pocket mirror company.
[Abner looks up at Elizabeth. ]
ABNER
Oh yes, that’s quite right.
[Abner puts the letter down and turns back to the fire. Elizabeth looks up from the portrait to Abner. Elizabeth places her hand lovingly on his arm.]
ELIZABETH
Abner, love, are you
missing her already?
[Abner glances over startled again.]
ABNER
No no. (pause) I mean yes,
I will miss her, the
accounts that’s all.
[Abner looks back at the fire.]
ELIZABETH
This is no time to be
thinking about business Abner!
[Elizabeth clutches the portrait.]
ELIZABETH
In two night’s time we are
going to be making all of
Rose’s dreams come true!
ABNER
What were you dreaming?
(pause) Oh, yes, Rose.
[Elizabeth stands and spins gracefully.]
ELIZABETH
A wonderful formal dinner
with all the best dishes!
[Abner does not move his head from the fire.]
ABNER
Of course...
[Elizabeth stops and looks towards Abner.]
ELIZABETH
Misses Robert East,
oh how divine!