John: I’ll come down.
Colin: Got a cigarette, John?
John: There’s a new box on the table by the bed.
[Colin goes into the bedroom.
Margaret (at the door): It is dark.
Gwen: I’ll put on the light; it’s just at the bottom of the stairs.
[They both disappear.
John (alone with Frankie): Please ... will you forgive me?
Frankie: I hope you’ll find someone and be very happy.
John: I hope you will, too.