jeff's attention is suddenly diverted to himself. his leg, under the cast, begins itching. he squirms, tries to move the leg a little. it gives no relief. he scratches the outside of the cast, but the itch gets worse. he reaches for a long, chinese back scratcher lying on the windowsill. carefully, and with considerable ingenuity, he works it under the cast. he scratches, and a look of sublime relief comes over his face. satisfied, he takes the scratcher out. as he replaces it on the windowsill, his attention is drawn back to the scene outside the window.
jeff is seated in the foreground, in a waist shot.
jeff starts to protest.
a low camera has jeff's head on the foreground, with stella just behind him, at work on his back. she attacks the sore muscle vigorously.
jeff in his chair, facing the window, stella beside him. jeff nearly knocks the startled stella off her feet with his arm.
jeff, with a restraining hand to stella, begins to edge his chair cautiously forward so that he can see what the salesman is looking at.
jeff is seated by the window in his wheelchair. he is talking on the telephone while his eyes are still on the neighborhood. there is a touch of urgency in his voice.
doyle is nonchalantly leaning up against the side board, with a highball in one hand. jeff has turned his chair around from the window to face him.