An airplane is taking off. The public-address system at the airport is announcing something. Noisy crowd everywhere. Pam and her five-year old daughter are in the waiting room. They are dressed conventionally.
Rose enters. She is overweight. She is wearing shorts, a bizarre t-shirt, sneakers and a camera around her neck. She is looking for them in the crowd.
PAM:
Rose! Rose! Over here!
They are hugging each other.
ROSE:
(In exaltation) Thank God! I thought you’d left, Pam. That idiotic cab driver missed the gate. I took me long to find it. (Speaking to the girl) Darling, you’re such a big girl now. Have you ever been to Disneyland? To tell you the truth, I’ve been there four times. And it won’t be the last. (Laughing) It makes me so happy going there together.
PAM:
All right, all right…
ROSE:
Hey, wait a minute; I want to take a picture of you.
PAM:
We’re late Rose. They’ve already announced the last call. Save the film for Disneyland. Come on; hurry up.
ROSE:
But, Pam darling, I’ve changed my ticket.
PAM:
What do you mean by that?
ROSE:
I thought I couldn’t catch this flight. I bought a ticket for the next one.
PAM:
You bought a ticket for the next flight? So, what are we waiting for? OK Rose, see you in LA. We’ll meet at the hotel. Our room reservations have been confirmed. Bye.
She is taking little girl’s hand and they are speeding up.
ROSE:
Hold it.
Pam and the little girl are turning towards her.
She is taking photographs of them. Flashlight is on, illuminating their excited faces and posture. The p.a. system is on.