PART FIVE - RALPH SENDS LLOYD A MAST EXTERIOR. FIELD NEXT TO ROAD CHURCHILL FARM. DAY.

LLOYD is out in one of his gardens, with a hoe in his hands. A horsedrawn postal wagon with a large mast hanging off the back, pulls up to the road end of the field. LLOYD looks up and pauses, then begins to meander over to the wire fence separating them. LLOYD (shouting) Hey boy, I'll be right there! The POSTMAN sits disinterested. LLOYD approaches and leans up against a fence pole. LLOYD What can I do for you? POSTMAN You can tell me what to do with this thing. LLOYD Well, it looks like a mast. Who's it for? POSTMAN (gets up with papers in hand and steps down walking over a small ditch) Well, maybe you can tell me. LLOYD (smiles agreeably) Well, OK, let's have a look, shall we? The POSTMAN approaches and opens up the documents for them both to view. POSTMAN Well, it says here this here pole came from the States. LLOYD (puzzled) Well, does it say who sent it? POSTMAN
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Says it came from Seagramms Nautical Shop in Port Huron. LLOYD Well, I'll be. That's in Michigan, but I don't know anyone who lives there. It's addressed to Churchill Bros. Farm, Overton. POSTMAN Well, I don't know who sent it. It looks like someone may have put the wrong address on here, where do you want it? Oh, here's a letter for you too. POSTMAN reaches into his pocket and pulls out a letter. LLOYD (takers it and looks at the return address) Well I'll be. This is from Uncle RALPH in Ontario. You know he went away to school and now he has his doctorate. I'll bet he heard I was buildin' a sailboat and he sent me this mast. Boy oh boy, now isn't that something, JOE? POSTMAN JOE (unimpressed) Yeah, big deal, where do you want this thing? LLOYD Well now, I'll tell you what. You be a good boy now and take that mast up to the top of the hill. Right next to the silo is a little barn, that mast'll fit right in there, ok? JOE (turns and hops the ditch, gets on his buggy) See yah, LLOYD! LLOYD (smiling broadly): Yeah, ok Boy
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LLOYD turns his attention back to the letter and reads aloud: AUDIO PLAYS – FADING SHOTS OF FOLLOWING Dear LLOYD, Your Aunt NELLIE said you mentioned keeping your new boat down at the summerhouse on the park. You build the hull and I'll find the rigging. It's been a long time since we've sailed. I hope you are well. Shall we set a sail date for April 21 next spring? I'll see you then. Your Uncle RALPH LLOYD smiles broadly now and throws down his hoe, jumps over the barbed wire fence and starts running until he catches up to the postwagon, and jumps aboard. LLOYD JOE, we're going to sail! We're going to sail! JOE (Not interested but grinning at LLOYD): Sail on, LLOYD End of Scene: INTERIOR. BOATSHOP. DAY and NIGHT ALT. Sequence of camera shots take place throughout the year before Spring. LLOYD receiving brass cleats, sails, rigging from the postman. Shots alternate between LLOYD receiving and installing them on the boat. During shots of LLOYD installing hardware on the sailboat are FLASHBACKS of RALPH and LLOYD sailing the model boat RALPH built for LLOYD. INTERIOR. BOATSHOP. DAY and NIGHT ALT. LLOYD’s face is grim with determination as he puts the hardware into place. The image fades into a recollection from his past. FLASHBACK. EXTERIOR. SALT POND. DAY.
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LLOYD and RALPH are walking together toward the salt pond. RALPH is carrying a model boat under his arm and LLOYD is carrying a towel over his shoulder. They arrive at the edge of the salt pond. RALPH (stopping to look off as if at the helm of a ship) Ok boy, do you think you can swim across? LLOYD (startled by the question) Uncle RALPH, no one ever taught me to swim! RALPH strips down to his shorts and dives into the water, the camera follows him as he swims easily to the other side, climbs out, turns back at LLOYD with a twinkle in his eye. RALPH Well, we’ll have to do something about that! Ok boy, send it over! LLOYD kneels down at the waters edge and puts the sailboat in the water. He gauges the strength of the wind. RALPH (shouting from the other side of the pond) LLOYD! Tell me where you want me to stand! LLOYD (pauses from making minor adjustments to the sails and rudder) Ok, Uncle RALPH, I think it’ll come right to you! LLOYD sets the sailboat free with a gentle push, and watches as it begins to make it’s way across the channel. As the boat approaches the shore, RALPH has to move four or five meters left to intercept.
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They play an obvious game of trying to predict where the little model sailboat will arrive. RALPH is much better at predicting than LLOYD. The camera shots alternate between LLOYD/sailboat and LLOYD/RALPH/model boat. FINAL FLASHBACK. EXTERIOR. SALT POND. DAY. This time as the camera follows behind a SWIMMER in the salt pond. We’ve seen RALPH do this so it looks like him. However, this time, when the SWIMMER comes up out of the water, it is LLOYD we see. He’s learned how to swim.

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