OUT OF THE BLUE

BY JUDITH REEVES-STEVENS & GARFIELD REEVES-STEVENS

MARGUERITE: Are we dead yet?

ROXTON: Well, if we are, I'm glad we ended up in the same place.

MARGUERITE: Glad, or surprised?

CHURCHILL: What you expect me to believe is that you are from the future?

CHALLENGER: More accurately, Lord Churchill, is our differing realities can be considered to be based upon a relativistic frame of reference which has…

MARGUERITE: So yes…seven years from the future.

CHALLENGER: Yes, seven years from the future.

CHALLENGER: Imagine, our Marguerite and Winston bloody Churchill.

ROXTON: I'd rather not.

ROXTON: Oh, I do love a woman in uniform.

MARGUERITE: Careful, she might just believe you.

AFTER CHALLENGER JUMPS FROM AIRSHIP AND LANDS THEN THE PARACHUTE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR

CHALLENGER: That would have been most inconvenient at two hundred feet.

VERONICA: This plateau has taken everyone I've ever loved.

VERONICA: Home, sweet home.

ROXTON: Sure beats Pulham air station that's for sure.

MARGUERITE: Oh, I don't know, I love a man in uniform.

ROXTON: Careful Marguerite, I might believe you.