174 EXT. CLINIC PORCH -- ANOTHER DAY
Bond wakes in a wooden lounge chair. His stubble has turned into quite a well trimmed beard. Vesper sits beside him, more beautiful than ever.
Bond: Are you alright?
Vesper: (re: her bandaged fingers) Nothing that can't heal. (looks at him) I'm being awful. I can't resist waking you. Every time I do, you look at me as if you haven't seen me in months. It's so lovely. Makes me feel... reborn.
Bond: If you were just born wouldn't you be naked?
Vesper: See, you have me there.
A moment, now admits.
Vesper: The truth is... you can have me anywhere.
Bond: (a little surprised) I can, can I?
She climbs onto the arm of his chair and drapes her arms around his neck.
Vesper: Yes. Here. There. Anywhere you like.
Bond: Would you say you are warming up to me?
Vesper: Yes, that's how I would describe it.
Bond: Because not too long ago I would have described your feelings toward me as.. let me find a better word than loathing.
Vesper: I fear I am a complicated woman.
Bond: That is something to fear.
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