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57.<br />

MABEL<br />

It could be Typhus. The water tanks<br />

are supposed to...<br />

(beat)<br />

We need to move him. I’m not a<br />

doctor. But it would explain the<br />

delirium. And all his bitching<br />

lately.<br />

INT. BARRACK BLOCK (NIGHT)<br />

Beth lies in her bunk, looking at the ceiling again,<br />

clutching her FLUTE. She reaches up, over her fellow<br />

prisoners, scratches a few more marks in the wall to<br />

signify the passage of time.<br />

INT. BARRACK BLOCK<br />

Beth sleeps. Her FLUTE is gone.<br />

EXT. BARRACK BLOCK (DAWN)<br />

Two guards on sentry stag.<br />

A CLAXON ALARM DINGS intensely, LOUD.<br />

One of the guards opens the Barrack door. He shakes Beth.<br />

GUARD<br />

Out! Out! Out!<br />

Prisoners make their way out walking into the Courtyard,<br />

carrying their METAL BOWLS.<br />

Beth holds up, searching for her FLUTE.<br />

CORPORAL<br />

Hello... Beth? Quick or--<br />

Beth is completely distraught.<br />

BETH<br />

Someone... someone stole my<br />

flute! Who--<br />

Beth realises a guard used her name for the first time.<br />

Corporal?<br />

BETH (CONT’D)

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