PAYNE still with a leg up, ready to enter the carriage, facing FARROW. BURLEY still holds the door.
FARROW is looking at PAYNE, considering.
On FARROW, deciding. A slight smile.
1. FARROW: The weather is inclement, and not in favor of conversation.
2. FARROW: Would you care to consider this matter further at The Artifice
PAYNE smiling, stepping back to allow FARROW entry into the carriage. FARROW is moving forward, to enter.
3. PAYNE: That would suit splendidly, Ethan. I should very much like to toast
our future success…
Angle, as PAYNE climbs inside after Farrow, BURLEY moving to close the door.
4. PAYNE: …and Her Ladyship’s inevitable failure….