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-You'd think it was just like

-any other institution.

-A place that stores

-information about you.

-Just in case

-it can be used against you some day.

-But it's not that kind of place.

-This is a house of memory.

-And imagination.

-This place

-respects the lives gone by.

-It knows that everyone

-deserves a place in history.

-They make sure there's always

-another copy of everything.

-I'm not afraid of death.

-If you leave enough behind...

-..then death isn't the end.

-In many ways,

-death is only the beginning.

-It's always impossible

-to predict how your life ends.

-And who...

-..or what...

-..decides.

-SHOUTING

-Mam! Mam?

-Mam? Mam?

-Eben.

-Eben. It was Eben.

-Mam.

-Mam.

-Mam!

-Nan?

-Six hours, thirty-seven minutes.

-Everything's ready now.

-We're ready.

-FOR

-ANA AND NAN

-Ana? Bath's ready!

-Don't forget what he did, Ana.

-Stay strong. Come on.

-New security system.

-Must think you're a bit shifty.

-Dr Eben Prydderch. I'm here

-to see Elena Wdig's archive.

-Oh, yes.

-I've got a memo about it somewhere.

-I'll take you down.

-I expected someone in authority.

-You're looking at him, mate.

-THE TRUTH ABOUT LIES

-Why did she top herself then?

-Why did she top herself then?

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-Who knows?

-Dying's good for sales, isn't it?

-Elena's things shouldn't be hidden

-away, they should be on display.

-All this fuss

-about Dylan Thomas is absurd.

-You've got to die young

-if you want to live forever.

-Her girls work here, don't they?

-Ana and Nan.

-Never understood those names.

-Palindromes.

-Palindromes.

-

-You what?

-They spell exactly the same thing

-backwards. A-N-A, N-A-N.

-Palindrome.

-Perfect names for twins.

-Yes, well, like I said,

-never understood those names.

-This is it?

-Better than nothing, isn't it?

-What are you going to do

-with all this junk?

-Write her biography.

-Write her biography.

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-Don't you have a life of your own?

-It's my job.

-She wasn't bad, for a writer?

-Show respect. She's in her grave.

-She's not, you know.

-She's right there.

-It's what she wanted.

-They could've at least sprinkled

-her over Consti or something...

-..instead of leaving her here,

-gathering dust.

-You won't find me here

-after I kick the bucket.

-I don't even want be to here now.

-What's in it for you?

-I'd like some peace and quiet now.

-I've got a lot to do.

-Put these on, will you?

-We don't want your grubby

-little fingerprints over everything.

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-THE TRUTH ABOUT LIES

-You're not going anywhere,

-you're on night shift.

-Alwyn's on nights.

-He's got the trots.

-I've been here all day.

-That's life.

-I'm just following orders.

-They can't do this to me.

-You don't want to go back to prison.

-You're still on probation.

-You can do the first round.

-Look at that little pudding face!

-DOOR CLOSES

-I just need to check a few things.

-I didn't know you were working.

-I didn't know you were working.

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-Neither did I.

-What ya doing?

-What ya doing?

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-Digitising.

-Digitising what?

-The White Book of Rhydderch.

-The White Book of Rhydderch.

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-Why's it white?

-The original cover was white.

-Like The Beatles' White Album.

-Yes, that's it.

-Guess who I just met?

-Who?

-Who?

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-Dr Eben Prydderch.

-You know him, don't you?

-You know him, don't you?

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-Not really.

-He's going through her things.

-He's going through her things.

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-He's allowed to, now that she's...

-It's the library's property.

-Is Glyn working tonight?

-Nan fancies him.

-Doesn't everyone?

-He's got such a spark, hasn't he?

-I'll tell him if you want.

-We could swap places.

-I'm happy to stay here.

-See you later, palindromes.

-LOUD RING

-LOUD RING

-BUZZ

-Who's there?

-Eben.

-Goodnight. Thank you.

-Ta-ra.

-Arrivederci.

-Au revoir.

-Sorry, Nan.

-Dan likes us, doesn't he?

-He's on our side.

-We're not involving him.

-We're not involving him.

-

-I'm just saying...

-Saying what?

-He might be the sort of person

-I'd consider when this is all over.

-You and him?

-We don't need to decide now...

-..which one of us he should be with.

-You know, I don't think...

-No.

-I don't think you're suited either.

-You're probably right.

-Ready?

-Hiya, Glyn.

-I brought you a coffee.

-Thanks, Nan.

-I wasn't...

-No need to apologize.

-She looks like a nice lady,

-doesn't she?

-Finish your coffee...

-..and maybe we can have

-a closer look together.

-GULPING

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-I brought you this,

-to keep you going.

-I don't drink coffee.

-I don't drink coffee.

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-Oh.

-Alwyn and Glyn always have one.

-Do I look like Alwyn or Glyn?

-I'll get you some tea instead.

-Tea's for old people.

-Apple juice?

-What am I, seven?

-You're reading Mam's book.

-Anaesthetic for dealing with Glyn.

-You need a glass of wine.

-There's gallons of it around

-if you know where to look.

-Go and get it then.

-I'll be back now, OK?

-OK, boss.

-Have you got any more?

-Erm, yes.

-Here you go.

-You don't need to get me drunk.

-You know that, don't you?

-I often chat with Sir John.

-They say he was Jack the Ripper.

-That's nonsense.

-I read a book about it.

-He was a doctor in London,

-in Whitechapel.

-He treated some of those women.

-And...?

-He ripped pages out of his diary

-on the exact dates of the murders.

-How do you know it was him?

-Maybe someone else ripped them out

-to make him look guilty.

-His knife's here somewhere.

-Bet that was the Ripper's knife.

-You have an overactive imagination.

-You need it to work here,

-I can tell you.

-Drink up.

-What's the hurry?

-Come here.

-I have to go, sorry.

-Hello!

-Hello! I had permission

-to work late tonight.

-Anyone there?

-Dan didn't drink all of it.

-How much? Enough?

-Not sure.

-Not sure.

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-Where is he now?

-Whoo!

-I'm a mother!

-I have two little girls.

-DOOR UNLOCKED

-At last!

-I'm not sure

-what you're playing at...

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-Why did you

-stick the library up here, John?

-So you could get away from it all?

-Trying to forget what you'd done.

-WATCH BEEPS

-Shit!

-Glyn?

-Glyn?

-I'm meant to be checking the gallery

-now. Can you let me in, please?

-Don't be a twat, Glyn!

-I didn't do anything.

-I didn't do anything.

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-Mam said it was you.

-She was confused.

-Why did you kill her, Eben?

-She committed suicide.

-The letter.

-Come on, we haven't got much time.

-What letter?

-Ana!

-All it needs is a signature.

-Come on.

-What does it say?

-I, Eben Prydderch...

-I, Eben Prydderch...

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-Dr Eben Prydderch.

-I, Eben Prydderch,

-confess to killing Elena Wdig...

-..one of our greatest writers.

-To atone for this crime,

-I plan to take my own life.

-I wouldn't kill myself

-in the National Library, OK?

-That's not how I sign letters.

-Doesn't matter. People act out of

-character when they're about to die.

-It's time.

-How would I have got hold of a gun?

-Have you thought of that?

-They check things like that.

-Who says

-you're going to shoot yourself?

-WHERE ARE YOU, ANA?

-Get up.

-Come on, on the chair.

-Do it.

-The chair. Now.

-I don't want to see his face.

-This won't bring her back.

-Please!

-I'll tell you everything, OK?

-Please don't do this.

-It's murder.

-OK, I'll tell you everything.

-Well, well, Glyndwr.

-You dirty...

-Come on, Matthews.

-Come on.

-Don't worry...

-It's nothing to do with you

-this time.

-I'll tell you everything. Please.

-You don't want to do this.

-Be rational.

-I'll tell you everything.

-Please.

-GUNSHOT

-Nan?

-Nan? Where are you?

-I can't find you, Nan.

-Nan, just say something.

-Nan?

-Don't leave me, Nan.

-Nan?

-Nan?

-Nan?

-Told you that rope

-wasn't strong enough.

-I felt something coming towards me.

-I thought he was...

-I shot him, didn't I?

-I've messed it all up.

-You and me against the world, John.

-Where's the bag?

-Don't know.

-I need that bag, Ana.

-Here it is. Come on.

-Eben won't get far.

-Let's split up.

-Check the film archive.

-I'm not sure, Nan.

-I'm not sure, Nan.

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-Go.

-NAN WHIMPERS

-RATTLING

-Eben.

-GUNSHOT

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-What have you done?

-We have to kill Eben.

-That's why we're here.

-Come on, Ana. Leave him.

-What are you doing?

-He was never meant to be

-part of this.

-It'll be easier if I do it all.

-Nan!

-Nan!

-Nan!

-Nan!

-SHE SCREAMS

-Want to tell me

-what the hell's going on?

-I thought you were dead.

-If you want to get out of something

-alive, better play dead.

-The blood.

-Slipping on the blood saved me.

-Silly cow didn't even hit me. Look.

-Eben. I shot him.

-You've really

-stuffed things up for me.

-None of this is your fault.

-I only had

-six months probation left.

-You do realize that? Six months.

-He killed Mam.

-He hasn't got it in him.

-He won't admit it

-but we know it was him. She told us.

-Didn't she kill herself?

-You're not meant to do that.

-Health and Safety! Really?

-Don't laugh at me.

-That's Mam's stuff!

-I'm not too keen on being locked up.

-DOOR OPENS

-Bet you've read them all.

-Mam told us not to read them.

-I'm sure you want to know.

-Not without Nan.

-Come on, pick a year.

-Suit yourself then.

-I'll read them myself.

-It'll pass the time, won't it?

-You'd like this. Really.

-It's about you.

-Which year?

-Summer '94.

-That holiday in Llansteffan.

-Yes.

-Read some of it.

-"My first real holiday

-with the girls.

-"My darlings running back and forth

-to the waves like eager mermaids."

-Want me to carry on?

-"I chose this life.

-I chose to be their mother.

-"I created them on my own

-so I could give them all my love."

-How do you

-create a baby on your own?

-By going to a clinic.

-She didn't want a man as part

-of her life, she just wanted a baby.

-Read something else... please.

-2012?

-"I see my creativity in Ana.

-"It's brimming under the surface.

-"Nan was born to be an archivist.

-"Ana was born to create."

-She thought

-I was wasting my life here.

-We all are.

-This place is important.

-If no-one did the work we did...

-No-one'd notice.

-You lose your memory,

-you lose everything.

-That's what Mam always said.

-You don't have to save anyone.

-You could do something else.

-It's up to you.

-There's a page missing here.

-PANTING

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-RATTLING

-This made me cry.

-What did you think of it?

-Young lad comes out of prison,

-tries to rebuild his life.

-I've heard that one before.

-Do you think it's about you?

-Did you mention me at all?

-No skin off my nose. I liked him.

-The character.

-He was a better version of me.

-He was a good person, deep down.

-I wrote that novel, Dan.

-She told us at the end.

-She said your name.

-She wanted us to know it was you.

-Please just let me go, Nan.

-What did she say

-to make you so angry, Eben?

-Why did you kill her?

-HE CHOKES

-"I went to the clinic

-for my treatment.

-"Nothing to do now

-but wait to see if it will take.

-"Wait to see whether being a mother

-will be part of my life story."

-Why do you have this?

-Because...

-Because if I'm

-going to write her biography...

-..I want to tell the truth.

-It's a lie.

-There was no clinic.

-That day...

-..she was with me.

-GUNSHOT

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-People liked this book

-because Elena wrote it.

-She never would have

-been able to write another book.

-The doctor said

-she had early-onset dementia.

-It'd be a while

-before it would get really bad...

-..but you can't write if you forget

-where your story's going.

-You just can't.

-There was a novel on my desk.

-Something

-I'd been working on for months.

-When she walked towards me,

-holding it in her hand...

-..I half hoped she'd tell me

-what a talent I had.

-But do you know what she said?

-She said...

-.."When did I write this, Ana?"

-"I can publish this," she said.

-"My final novel."

-I couldn't

-tell her the truth after that.

-How could I do that

-to my own mother?

-Because you loved her.

-I fooled her, Dan.

-There's no-one quite like you,

-you know.

-PANTING

-Keep going.

-GROANING

-He's still breathing.

-We need to get him out of here.

-You really

-don't want him to die, OK.

-Put him down.

-I'm not afraid of you.

-Move.

-Move.

-

-Let them go, please, Nan.

-It's time to move on, isn't it?

-Do what we said we'd do.

-We need to leave someone behind,

-don't we?

-Who will tell them

-why we killed Eben?

-He'll tell the world

-how much we loved Mam.

-Won't you?

-Tell them yourself.

-Eben's going to die. We did it.

-It's over.

-It's all over.

-You go. I'll be OK.

-Thanks.

-I'll take him

-but I'll come back. OK?

-You're bleeding.

-You shot me.

-At least we know you can.

-Are you ready?

-We said there'd be no turning back

-if things went wrong.

-Look at the state of you.

-What's that?

-Eben ripped it out of her diary.

-Why?

-Give it back.

-Give it back.

-

-Why did he rip it out?

-He said...

-..that it wasn't true.

-That he was...

-Hey.

-Hey! Come on, no sleeping now, doc!

-Tell me a story or something

-to keep you going.

-I had to help her, you know.

-I had to.

-You have to help me.

-I don't recognize my own work.

-That last novel?

-I don't even remember writing it.

-What will I forget next?

-Don't let me turn back.

-Whatever I say.

-What are you doing?

-This is where it starts.

-Where no-one's to blame.

-She wanted to control everything,

-even her own death.

-But things aren't that simple.

-Thank you, Eben.

-Why didn't you stop her?

-Maybe because...

-..for once

-I felt like I was part of her life.

-What am I doing?

-Let me in!

-Who are you? Let me in!

-Let me in!

-Let me in!

-I was one of your students.

-You always said

-I was very promising.

-I adored you.

-Hung on every word you said.

-I'd never met anyone quite like you.

-And then one night

-you turned up at my flat.

-"Why don't we go to Ynyslas

-to see the sunset?"

-That's what you said, like it was

-the most natural thing in the world.

-It was so hot that night...

-..but all the way there

-I was shivering.

-You were desperate for a child.

-I didn't realize it at the time.

-You didn't want me

-to have anything to do with them.

-It was your story.

-Your children.

-He's off his head.

-She used to tell us

-that story over and over.

-How she'd gone to the clinic that

-day because she wanted us so badly.

-Then she'd hold us tightly...

-..and tell us what miracles we were.

-How she'd created us on her own.

-That she was

-a mother and father to us.

-Do you remember

-how the story varied?

-Sometimes she'd recall

-how she was wearing a red dress...

-..because she felt so bold.

-Other times

-she'd say it was a black dress...

-..like she was going

-to a funeral.

-Stories change over time.

-That's what happens.

-Why didn't you tell them?

-I don't know

-why she wanted to see me that day.

-I hoped she'd decided to tell them

-about me, but she hadn't.

-She never wanted them to know.

-I'd remember something like that.

-Who are you?

-Why are you telling me this?

-You can't do this to me.

-I'm a mother.

-I have two little girls.

-I'm the only thing they...

-Why didn't you save her?

-I did save her.

-I saved her by letting her die.

-Of course.

-Eben.

-It was Eben.

-He loved me. I chose him.

-Ana and Nan.

-Perfect names for twins.

-Mam?

-Mam?

-Mam?

-Eben.

-Eben. It was Eben.

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-What if we don't know

-the full story?

-What's the truth?

-You tell me.

-You and Dan?

-You're just like her - you always

-have been. You and your stories.

-Always pretending

-to be someone else.

-And what about me?

-I could never be

-what she wanted me to be.

-I just put things away after you.

-Put your dressing-up clothes

-back in the chest...

-..put her diaries back on the shelf.

-Made sure nothing went missing.

-You and her.

-You'll be together forever

-in that novel.

-Her name on the cover...

-..and your words inside.

-But I edited it.

-I sent it to the publisher.

-I kept the secret.

-But nobody sees me.

-Nobody ever sees me.

-You don't need me any more.

-That's the truth.

-Nan! Come on, please, Nan.

-I can't.

-I can't.

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-I'll find help.

-Someone asked me today

-what my children were called.

-I couldn't remember.

-What if some day

-I forget them completely?

-Forget I'm their mother?

-That would be worse than death.

-Who are we, if not

-a reflection of those we love?

-Without them, we're nothing.

-A nobody.

-Nan needs help!

-When they come,

-I'll say I shot myself.

-That's the story.

-FIRE ALARM

-Nan? Nan!

-Nan!

-Nan!

-You'd think it was just like

-any other institution.

-But this place

-houses the stories of our lives.

-Not only who we were...

-..but who we thought we were.

-Who we imagined we were.

-DOORBELL

-No-one wants to be forgotten.

-Mam wanted to leave someone behind

-to recount the story.

-To keep her story alive.

-Someone to mourn her.

-To scatter her ashes.

-Someone like me.

-I'll recount this story my own way.

-Change the narrative.

-Remember things differently.

-There are two sides to every story.

-Sometimes, we are more

-than one person.

-The copy and the original.

-The good and the bad.

-Ana and Nan.

-Nan, my best creation.

-My grief at its worst.

-After all,

-every history is a fiction.

-Our stories...

-..are the truth.

-THE LIBRARY by ANA WDIG

-In memory of Elena Wdig,

-author,

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-other.

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