Room 317

KIM:
Good evening, ma'am

ELLEN:
Don't turn the bed yet

KIM:
I'm not the maid

ELLEN:
What do you want then?

KIM:
They must have written the room number wrong
I am looking for someone named Christopher Scott
Three seventeen - oh, I'm sorry - unless
Well, you must be, of course, you're John's wife
Are you not?

ELLEN:
Oh, God, I see
It had to happen
You must be Kim
Chris went to find you
Please come inside
No one will hurt you
I'm Chris's wife
My name is Ellen

In a way, I'm glad I am meeting you first
Understand, you were only a name till tonight
I don't know how I'd feel if our roles were reversed
Please, won't you sit down?

KIM:
Tell me you are lying

ELLEN:
We've been married a year, I'm sorry, it's true

KIM:
He said he'd come to get me

ELLEN:
He said he tried to reach you, but what could he do?
KIM:
Please tell me you're not married
You don't know, you can't know
What I've done to be here

ELLEN:
You don't know how he needed
A new start

KIM:
I feel walls in my heart
Closing in
I can't breathe
I can't win

ELLEN:
As for the child
You say it's Chris's

KIM:
Oh, yes, Madame
My son is Chris's

I had a dream for my son to belong
Not live his life in the streets like a rat

ELLEN:
We aren't rich, but we'll shoulder our load
Chris and I are totally together on that

KIM:
Then you must take Tam with you

ELLEN:
Take a child from his mother?
Impossible, Kim

KIM:
You will take Tam with you
Then he'll get
What I wanted for him

ELLEN:
But, Kim, your child needs you
Chris is married to me
We want kids of our own

KIM:
Tam's chance lies with you now
Not with me

ELLEN:
No! Can't you see?
It can't work
It can't be

KIM:
If you're saying that because you've made him change his mind
Chris must go away and leave me and his son behind
If you're saying that because my husband has another wife
My child has no future, like the dust of life
He must come tonight to my face

ELLEN:
I don't want this
I didn't come here
To meet a girl
Who loves my husband
I came here to help
But what can I do
Now, after this
What do I . . .