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ROBYN Where’s your bed? PTOLEMY Down here.
Ptolemy leads Robyn to a long table at the bottom of a three- high stack of tables. Therein is a thin mat under a blanket and a pillow. ROBYN You sleep here? PTOLEMY Where Reggie? ROBYN He comin’ Tuesday, Uncle. I already told you that. ROBYN (CONT'D) I’ma go now, Papa Grey, and let you get ready for bed. Okay? It isn’t okay but Ptolemy won’t ask her to stay. She feels the pull but she’s already done all her work so... ROBYN (CONT'D) Okay, Uncle? Robyn moves closer and takes Ptolemy by the hand. How long has it been since he’s had this kind of intimacy with a human being? His visage is gratefulness. INT. PTOLEMY'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS We see Robyn going out the front door. Camera moves back to allow us to see Ptolemy looking out from behind a stack of chairs, watching Robyn go. INT. PTOLEMY'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - A LITTLE LATER A recorder sonata and a Wall Street stock report are playing. On top of the TV console Ptolemy’s studies pictures of his family. There are pictures of Billy Freres and Reggie as adolescents and Niecie as a lovely young woman. There’s even a picture of a 40-something Ptolemy arm in arm with Sensia. They really seem to be in love. Ptolemy whispers names of people he remembers and concentrates, trying to recall those he doesn’t remember.
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