ACT 1
Opening Scene:
Montage of closing doors, hands locking doors, gathering people’s things, cars driving off interspersed with Savannah sinking into red chair blankly over and over. V.O. of different people repeating the same line. “What are you?” or “Is there anyone in there?”
S- (blankly into air)
Fuck.
FADE TO:
Montage, fast paced, of first dates into the relationship with Morgan. Images of Savannah opening doors to allow Morgan in.
FADE TO:
Shot of them embracing. Their interactions are loving but distanced.
CUT TO:
Scene 2:
INT. NIGHT.
S- (locks door behind her and M)
I’m so tired, let’s go to bed.
M-
Can I have a hug first?
S-
Of course. (One shot with this response and one without)
They hug for 15 seconds, then walk through kitchen to bedroom, kicking shoes off and plopping onto bed. S puts arm around M, leaning against the headboard, but looks off blankly. There is a 10 second pause while they relax together. Savannah is looking more at ease. Morgan jumps up and grabs sweatpants and t-shirt and changes as she begins to speak.
M-
Can we talk about that thing?
S- (eyes close tightly, she sighs)
Now?
M-
Yes.
S-
Really?
M-
Why can’t we just have a conversation?
S-
It’s been a really long day.
M stares angrily for a few seconds and then gets back in bed and turns over to go to sleep.
S gets up and turns off the light, still in her clothing from the day. She is laying uncomfortably on top of the covers.
A few seconds pass and M gets up and turns the light back on. She stands over S.
M- (angrily)
What the fuck. I told you some really personal shit the other night and you didn’t say anything or react or share anything back. Your face never even changed.
(S looks on at her blankly, fueling M’s anger)
M- Do you have anything to say? Fuck. I can’t read you. It’s like the longer I know you the farther away you are.
(S doesn’t say a word but curls up protectively in the bed on top of the bedding, appearing smaller)
M-
What are you? You don’t even seem to care. Can you say something? Do you even have any real feelings? Fuck it. I might as well be sleeping alone.
(Camera on S, she hears the door slam, jumps a little. Sighs and looks at door.)
FADE OUT
ACT 2
S wakes up, makes up her side of the bed, leaving Morgan’s side rumpled. Picks up a bunch of M’s clothes and things and folds them into a pile. She puts everything in one tidy spot on M’s side of the room. Sits on side of the bed. View of her back.
V.O. of M:
What are you?
S falls back on bed, stares at ceiling. Dusty ceiling fan.
Scene 2:
JUMP:
Desperation is shown in a series of jump cuts of phone calls and finding clothes to wear to go out. She gets dressed to go out, looks at self in mirror for a few seconds, she shakes her head at herself, (changes mind about going out), sees the journal in the mirror, then gets journal to write in. She sinks into the chair she was in at the beginning.
JOURNAL ENTRY: (Camera view of her writing)
What the fuck? I remember reading about that robot program that is supposed to make them feel human emotions. Step 1- Recognize the feelings. Step 2- Imitate. Step 3- “Feel TRULY alive!”
S-
Works for a fucking robot.
ACT 3
S is running a bath. She has changed her mind about going out. She locks the door. Climbs into the full bath with her clothes on. Lays down in the water and goes under. Still for a few seconds and then comes up gasping and choking. Water drains out while she is still.
JUMP:
Mirror is steamed up, S wipes off the mirror and looks at herself. Her face is now clean but is still blank. (Another take with makeup still on, but faint.)
FADE TO:
Ending credits.
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