1.

SEA AMBIENCE OVER ALL.
CRASH SURF. FADE DOWN.
POPPING CHAMPAGNE CORK.









2.
BRUCE. Barbara?

BARB. Hics. Yes , Bruce?"

BRUCE. Stay just as you are.

BARB. Like this?… Oh, Bruce. What if someone should …come?

BRUCE. Let them all …come. I just want to remember the moon…

BARB. I’ll moon for no man.

BRUCE. … The moonlight on your face.
F/X. SURF UP.


BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara.

BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara.

BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara.

F/X.
SURF. ON SAND.
AMBIENCE.

3.

UP FAINT SURF.
BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara. SOFTLY.

UP SURF CRASHING.

BARB. I’m getting wet.

BRUCE. Again?

UP SURF CRASHING.

BRUCE. I’m getting wet too, Barb.

BARB. Oh, Bruce. The tide’s coming in.

BRUCE. So it is.

LOUD CRASH OF SURF ON SAND.


BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara.

BARB. Oh, Bruce.

BRUCE. Oh, Barbara.

BARB. Oh, Bruce…..
F/X BUBBLES, AND SURF CRASHING OVER.
FADE OUT WITH GULL CRIES OVER SURF AND AMBIENCE.