(To me it went something like this…)
Jane: Whatcha looking at?
Rochester: There’s a bird stealing this man’s french fries one at a time and he hasn’t noticed.
Jane hovers for a moments and then steps out into the sunlight to lean against the railing with him. She doesn’t speak and neither does he. They stand there silent together for a while. The wind lifts the edges of her hair, and she presses herself into the rail. It steadies her. She needs to be steady standing there next to him, tentative (her) and sad (him). He watches her and she watches the bird below their feet.
Jane: I don’t know what’s going to happen.
Rochester: Eventually the fries will be gone.
Jane: You know what I mean. To us. I don’t know what’s going to happen.
Rochester: I didn’t know there was still an us.
She looks at him and it’s hard to not react to the hesitancy with which he looks back. Everything about him is hesitant and fragile. She’s not used to being the strong one between them. (She’s always been the strong one, he’d say.)
Jane: Adele. I meant for Adele. I’m always going to be part of her life as long as you let me. I’m not going to leave her again.
Rochester: You didn’t mean Adele, Jane.
Jane: I didn’t.
Rochester: I don’t know what’s going to happen to us either.
Jane: I do know I’m different than when I left. I’ve changed. I’m stronger and happier. I have friends. I have a family of sorts.
Rochester: I know. I watched your videos.
Jane: This whole time?
Rochester: This whole time.
Jane: You’re different too. I can tell.
Rochester: I’ve tried.
She offers him a smile and it tugs one out of him. It makes her heart ache to see him smile like that. It’s too much too fast and she ducks her head and stares at the bird (who is really making bank with those french fries).
Jane: I don’t know what it’ll do to us, the changes. I don’t know if it’ll be too much or not enough or just right.
Rochester: Neither do I. I do know that I still love you.
Jane: You can’t say that.
Rochester: It’s the truth.
Jane: But it’s too much. I can’t handle that right now.
Rochester: Fair enough. How about we go with I’m glad you’re here Jane.
Jane: I’m glad I’m here too.
There is silence and then he nudges her with his elbow and she nudges back. She laughs and he smiles for the second time. They look at one another, sigh, and look away before it becomes like the I love you - too much too soon. They watch the bird.
Rochester: Oh, there it goes for his toupee.