The CAMERA CONTINUES its FORWARD MOVEMENT THRU the window and into the room. It is shabby and ill-kept. Facing us is an iron bedstead and on it lies a man. CAMERA MOVES toward him until he is in SEMI-CLOSEUP. This is UNCLE CHARLIE. He is fully dressed, meticulously neat, and the bed is not even ruffled. His hands are clasped behind his head. He unclasps them and reaches for a cigarette. The package lies on the bed-clothes beside him. His hand is well-kept, steady and strong. He is in his early forties and has the eyes of a child. His mouth, though, is set with fatigue. He lights a cigarette and stares up at the ceiling.
CAMERA MOVES TOWARD the bed. On it lies a figure -- in the same position that we found Uncle Charlie -- hands behind head, gazing up at the ceiling.
YOUNG CHARLIE is between the ages of 18 and 20. Very pretty, capable of high spirits, but with a strong sense of responsibility. Her present mood is without self-pity or tearful exaggeration, When we have her in SEMI CLOSEUP, we HEAR the SOUND of a telephone ringing. She turns her head slightly toward the half-open door.
