77. Day 1 - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• INT. FIRST CLASS CARRIAGE - MORNING


• Light leaks in through window shades, throwing beams of light across ERIC and AMELIA's blanket-wrapped bodies.


• They curve together, his arm wrapped around her waist.


• The sound of the train rumbles gently away, a constant, friendly growl dominating the background noise.


• Eric stirs and strokes Amelia's hair.


• He loses himself in the repetition.


• She blinks awake, yawns, then turns, half-facing him.


• ERIC
• Morning Mee.


• AMELIA
• Mmmm.


• ERIC
• One day.


• AMELIA
• Do you think we'll ever hate each other?


• ERIC
• No. Sometimes. I hope not.


• AMELIA
• I think we will, but I trust us to figure it out when we get there. We'll grow past it.


• ERIC
• My optimist.


• She grins.


• AMELIA
• Wow.


• Eric nods.


• She turns completely, facing him, their eyes inches away from each others.


• AMELIA
• Are you ready for this?


• ERIC
• Are you?


• AMELIA
• No, but I think we are.


• He kisses her.


• ERIC
• My optimist. We're on this crazy journey aren't we?


• AMELIA
• Yeah, babe. I'm scared too.


• He pulls her close.


• ERIC
• Mrs. O'Grady.


• AMELIA
• Mr. O'Grady.


• Their eyelashes touch, and then they embrace, holding each other tightly.


• FADE TO BLACK.