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FATHER: Call me Dad, and don't interrupt me Clara. As I was saying;<br />
your mother, Elisabeth, and I, met at a dance you know. She was extremely pretty<br />
and danced exceptionally well. Far too well for her below average partner, so<br />
when I asked to step in, both were only too happy to oblige. We were young<br />
then ...<br />
CLARA: Fa-Dad. Why are you telling me this?<br />
FATHER: Dance with me.<br />
CLARA: There's no music.<br />
FATHER: This is a dream; make some.<br />
*Music begins*<br />
CLARA: I really don't think ...<br />
FATHER:<br />
Clara.<br />
(They dance without ever touching, he leads)<br />
*Music slowly dies*<br />
CLARA: My mother ...<br />
FATHER: Yes?<br />
CLARA: How did she ... y'know ...<br />
FATHER: Die? I don't see how that's of any importance, Clara now really.<br />
CLARA: Well it is to me.