INT. JENKINS MANOR - NIGHT
Richard is sitting in the longue on the phone to the funeral directors.
Richard: Yes Alan... well... i dont know what ever you think... i want the best...for my...grandkids...send them off well... ok...ill drop the money round later in the week...thanks...bye
Hilary has been eavesdropping on the phonecall. She walks into the longue with a cup of cofee in her hands.
Hilary: There you go hun...
Richard: Cheers
Hilary sits down beside Richard and strokes his arm.
Hilary: Hows it going?
Richard: It's just so...hard...i didnt think it would get to me you know... a couple of phone calls...but it has...
Hilary: I know it's hard...
Richard: I never expected to bury my own grandchildren!... First Ed and now the twins... it's not going well this year...
Hilary: (Sad) I'm so sorry...
Richard: What for?
Hilary: For all this... seeing you go trough all this...
Richard: Its not your fault...its that ******* Gregg Bryant! And to think i welcomed him into the family buisness...
Hilary: You cant blame it all on him...he was mad...
Richard: That doesnt excuse what he did! He's put Tanya through hell! He's killed my grandchildren!
Richard starts to bursts into tears gradually, a concerned Hilary hugs him.
Richard: It's so hard... how are we all going to get through this!?
Hilary gets up and runs out of the room. She goes out of sight of Richard and starts to cry herself, she clings to the wall and lowers herself to the floor in tears....