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It was just a shock. I’ve always known, ever since nursery. But I tried to be good. I married Rex. All through the backgammon and cigars I tried, but it’s not enough...

[Marnie recites the monologue as she splashes at the pool with her right foot. It's been days since she was brought onto this craft. Maybe a good old-fashioned breakdown would suit the actress in her, but the ship is too beautiful and comfortable. Marnie has no idea how to react.]

It’s never enough. God had to punish me.

[With her back against the floor, she shields her eyes from the overhead lights. 'What is this' she's wondered so many times. Alien abduction? Fucking brilliant. Just when her career seemed to be taking off, she was jettisoned off into space.]

So He took my little Sue, my child, my girl. With you I thought I could really and truly be free. [Marnie doubles over so that she can slap the surface of the pool.] But coming back here it’s like an invisible thread drawing me back inch by inch, when all of a sudden you’re a child again. And that voice inside your head that mummy planted all those years ago in the nursery, every night in the nursery fill your head with it.

[The words keep coming as the water goes still. Back in college, she'd been cast in Brideshead Revisited. Marnie hadn't understood any of it, but apparently she'd been good. Good enough to earn an audition... Even now, as she recites to comfort herself, she doesn't understand the words.]

And the voice is telling you, whispering “wicked little Julia, bad little girl living in sin” and here I am living in sin with you.

[She pushes herself forward into the pool. With one kick, she's beneath the water and the rest of the wide world is far away.]

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[At hearing the voice, Rhea pauses her exploration of the ship and wanders silently to the door. It takes her a moment to connect the speech - Brideshead Revisited? It's awful, but she's only ever seen the TV version.

As the girl slips under the water, Rhea walks closer, looking into the pool from a safe distance. She has to angle her head and lean to do it, making sure her ankles are far enough away that she can jump out of reach of any sudden grabs.]

Evelyn Waugh! [The girl under the water won't hear her. Everything is muffled in the pool. Rhea waves and mouths again:] Evelyn Waugh!

[For a moment, it's perfect silence. It's better than a cold set or even when the house was left to her while her parents were on holiday. No father with his hacking cough, no mother with her monthly disappearances. At least Marnie's outdone her in that respect...

She opens her eyes beneath the water, trusting it's chlorine that gives the pool that acrid smell. When someone appear above her, she grips at a notch in the wall, then kicks.

Pushing her head out of the water, she squints at the woman. Marnie rests on the edge of the pool and lays her chin on her wrists.] What? [she does her best not to sputter some pool water] Waugh?

[Rhea crouches down, hoping her wide smile will distract from the fact that her stance is of a person ready to spring away at a moment. This looks like an ordinary twenty-something, someone her age or younger. Looks are incredibly deceiving.] What you were saying just now. You were quoting Brideshead.

[Rhea shrugs,] Evelyn Waugh. Never read it myself, but I did watch the television serial. About the same thing, right? [Her sister might not think so. Oh dear.

She holds out a hand.] It's Rhea, by the way. Rhea Dancer. Nice to meet you. I'm supposing you've magically ended up here too?