Prophet – Page 47

 

IRIS (softly)

Yoram.

 

He doesn't turn his head but slightly shifts his body, indicating that he awakened from his stagnation.

 

YORAM

Hello, Iris.

 

IRIS (determined)

       I came to take you home.

 

Yoram remains silent.

 

IRIS (continues)

I went back to my old job. Not that I enjoy it…

 

YORAM (in a choked voice)

How can I go home?

 

IRIS (resolutely)

 Yoram, please look at me.

 

He hesitantly raises his head to meet her gaze. He looks thin and worn, his face marked by suffering. She touches his chin, directing his face towards her eyes as she bravely gazes back.

 

Share:

Quick Navigation

Coming soon

The script “Journey” is under translation.

 
Skip to content