EXT. GROTTO. NIGHT.
BRIONY climbs down the steep steps into the bowl of the grotto. Then, once
again, she hesitates and slows to a standstill.
Suddenly, out of the darkness, there’s a painful gasp; and BRIONY whirls
round, pointing her torch. For a fraction of a second there’s an image of LOLA,
on all fours, her dress hiked up and a tall male figure, kneeling behind her.
BRIONY drops her torch in shock; it shines up in her eyes, blinding her, so that
the man, rising to his full height, turning and scrambling away up the bank,
disappears before she can pull herself together. LOLA’S voice breaks the
silence.
LOLA
Briony?
BRIONY picks up the torch and shines it at LOLA, who by now is in a sitting
position. She hurries over to join LOLA, dropping to her knees beside her.
BRIONY
Lola. Are you all right?
LOLA
I’m sorry, I didn’t, I’m sorry…
BRIONY puts her arm round LOLA’s bony shoulders; she seems strangely invigorated.
BRIONY
Who was it?
LOLA doesn’t answer. She’s sitting up now, her arms wrapped round her
knees, rocking slightly. They talk in whispers.
BRIONY
I saw him. I saw him.
LOLA
Yes.
BRIONY
It was him, wasn’t it?
LOLA
Yes. It was him.
BRIONY
Lola… Who was it?
LOLA doesn’t answer.
BRIONY
It was Robbie, wasn’t it?
Silence.
BRIONY
Robbie.
LOLA
You saw him.
BRIONY
Like you said, he’s a sex maniac. And you don’t even know what happened
before dinner. I caught him attacking my sister in the library. I don’t know
what he’d have done, if I hadn’t come in…
LOLA
You actually saw him.
BRIONY
Of course I did. Plain as day.
LOLA
He came up behind me. He pushed me to the ground and then he put his hand
over my eyes. I couldn’t actually, I never actually…
BRIONY
Listen, I’ve known him all my life. And I saw him.
LOLA
Because I couldn’t say for sure.
BRIONY
Well, I can. And I will.