:02:11
This is a diary...
:02:13
of...
:02:16
hate.
:02:22
And perhaps I wouldn't
be writing it...
:02:25
if some devil hadn't made me
stop him that night...
:02:29
in the rain.
:02:32
You want to drown, Henry?
:02:37
I wanted a bit of air.
:02:40
How nice to see you, Bendrix.
:02:42
How long has it been?
A year?
:02:46
June, 1944.
:02:48
As long as that?
:02:51
How's Sarah?
:02:53
Oh, she's out and about
somewhere.
:02:56
She at the cinema?
:02:59
No, she never goes.
:03:03
Oh, good night, Henry.
:03:06
You should go home
before you catch your death.
:03:12
Is something wrong?
:03:18
Let me take you home, Henry.
:03:23
Or perhaps I wouldn't
be writing this...
:03:26
if I had known then
who I hated.
:03:29
Was it Henry?
Was it his wife Sarah?
:03:33
Or was it some other
who was yet to be revealed to me?
:03:40
Sarah?
:03:48
See? She's out still.
:03:58
Come upstairs.