Living in the past – Script (First ten minutes)

10 Nov

            1.EXT: GARDEN:DAY

            A WOODEN SWING SWAYS WITH THE WIND AS BROWN AUTUMN      LEAVES ARE       BLOWN AROUND IT. THE SWING HAS A WOODEN SEAT WITH THICK ROPE. THE         SHOT MOVES  ROUND TO SHOW THE SWING IS POSITIONED AT THE BACK OF    A LARGE GARDEN. THE SHOT RESTS ON A LARGE MANOR HOUSE, WHICH        HAS SOLID STONE STEPS LEADING UP TO A SEATING AREA TO WIDE DOUBLE             DOORS. THE HOUSE IS IMMACULATE. SAT NEAR THE DOORS, IS A ‘NANNY’        DRESSED IN A BLACK DRESS WITH A WHITE APRON. .

            2.EXT: GARDEN: NIGHT

            THE HOUSE IS IN DARKNESS EXCEPT FOR ONE SOLITARY WINDOW  WHICH          HAS THE SOFT GLOW OF A CANDLE.  AIR RAID SIRENS RING OUT ACROSS        THE AIR, AS THE SOUND OF PLANES FLYING OVER HEAD COMES IN. THE          LIGHT AT THE WINDOW GOES OUT.  THE SHOT MOVES UP INTO THE SKY,           WHICH IS CLEAR EXCEPT FOR THE MASS OF PLANES. BOMBS BEGIN TO DROP.

            BLACK.

            3.INT: MARY’S BEDROOM: NIGHT

            A LONG BEDROOM, WITH TWO SINGLE BEDS ON OPPOSITE WALLS. THE      CURTAINS ARE DRAWN AND SHADOWS MOVE ACROSS THE WALLS. THE           SOUND OF STONES HITTING THE WINDOW INTERRUPTS THE SILENCE. IN ONE          BED, THERE IS MOVEMENT. MARY JENKINS, AGED 11,  IS WOKEN BY THE      SOUND AT THE WINDOW. IT IS APPARENT THROUGH THE SHAPES ON THE BED            THAT SHE IS PULLING HER LEGS UP TO HER CHEST, PULLING HERSELF INTO A             TIGHT BALL.

            MARY: (whispered)  1,2,3….Oh….1,2

            MARY’S HEAD PEEPS OUT FROM UNDER THE COVERS.

            CU MARY AFRAID

            MARY: Joanne, can you hear that?

            PULL BACK

            A GROAN COMES FROM THE OPPOSITE BED.

            MARY:  Joanne, there’s something at the window

            A LARGE SHADOW MOVES ACROSS THE ROOM, AS JOANNE, 13,  POKES HER          HEAD OUT FROM HER OWN DUVET.

            MARY: (Scared) What’s that?

            JOANNE: (Annoyed) Will you just go to sleep. It’s me moving and the noise is the rain at            the window.

            MARY:  Can we just have the light on? Please Joanne, I don’t like it

            JOANNE PULLS THE DUVET BACK OVER HER HEAD, ROLLS ONTO HER SIDE          TO FACE THE WALL.

            JOANNE: No. Don’t be a baby.

            CUT TO:

            MARY SLIDES OUT OF HER OWN BED,TAKING THE DUVET ACROSS THE ROOM      WITH HER OVER TO JOANNE’S BED. GOING TO THE THE FOOT OF THE BED,            AND USING HER DUVET TO MAKE  A LARGE NEST, MARY SNUGGLES DOWN.      JOANNE’S LEG SHIFT ON THE BED ALLOWING ROOM FOR MARY.

            4.INT: JOEL’S BEDROOM: NIGHT

            A ROOM CAST INTO DARKNESS BY A BLIND TIGHTLY SHUT AT THE WINDOW             BLOCKING OUT ANY SHADOWS. A MODERATELY SIZED BEDROOM WITH A             SINGLE BED PUSHED AGAINST THE WALL. JOEL SMITH, 11,  SLEEPS WITH A    BOOK ABANDONED ON THE EDGE OF THE BED WHERE         HE HAS FALLEN     ASLEEP READING.  NEXT TO THE BED IS A LARGE BOOKCASE, BULGING WITH   WORN BOOKS, COMPUTER GAMES, AND DVDS.  RAINING STONES HIT             AGAINST THE WINDOW. THE SOUND WAKENS JOEL. HE SLOWLY SITS UP IN             THE BED. HE APPEARS CAUTIOUS BUT UNAFRAID. SLOWLY MOVING DOWN          THE BED, JOEL REACHES FOR THE CORD OF HIS BLIND, IN DOING SO, HE          KNOCKS HIS BOOK TO THE FLOOR CREATING A LOUD CRASH AGAINST THE   WOODEN FLOOR. THE NOISE AT THE WINDOW CEASES. JOEL ANNOYED BY HIS          OWN MISTAKE, CONTINUES FORWARD, SNAPPING THE BLIND OPEN. LOOKING   OUT OF THE WINDOW AND DOWN INTO THE GARDEN, THERE IS LIMITED       VISIBILITY, BUT THERE IS NOTHING THERE THAT COULD HAVE MADE THE             NOISE.

5. INT: JOEL’S BEDROOM: DAY

            JOEL IS IN HIS BEDROOM, HE MOVES AROUND TAPPING EACH ITEM, TRYING        TO RECREATE THE NOISE FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE. UNABLE TO TRACK THE             NOISE, HE PULLS A CHAIR UP TO THE WINDOW, AND SITS DOWN. THROUGH       THE WINDOW WE SEE IT IS AN AUTUMN DAY. BROWN DRY LEAVES LAY ON    THE GROUND, STILL.  THE SHOT MOVES INTO THE SINGLE SWING THAT SITS AT THE BACK OF THE GARDEN, OLD AND WORN. IT MOVES AS THOUGH A   CHILD IS GENTLY SWINGING. THE SHOT MOVES BACK TO JOEL, AS HE             CONTINUES TO STARE AT THE SWING. VOICES FROM DOWNSTAIRS,  MARY             AND MUM SMITH, FLOOD THE ROOM. AS THE VOICES STOP, THE SOUND IS           REPLACED BY FOOTSTEPS ON THE STAIRS. JOEL’S BEDROOM DOOR SWINGS OPEN.

            CU MARY HEAD PEAKING AROUND DOOR

            MARY: What you doing?

            PULL BACK

            JOEL MOMENTARILY FLOUNDERED, LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM. HIS EYES            SETTLE ON HIS WALLET, SAT ON HIS BEDSIDE TABLE.

            JOEL: Looking for my wallet. You coming to the shop, lazy bones?

            MARY SHRUGS HER SHOULDERS. TOGETHER THEY LEAVE THE BEDROOM.

6. EXT: LANE: DAY

            MARY AND JOEL WALK ALONG THE LANE TOGETHER. EACH HOUSE THAT LINES THE ROAD IS OF INDIVIDUAL DESIGN. LARGE TALL TREES CANOPY THE             ROAD, LEAVING PILES OF BROWN DRY LEAVES.

            CU JOEL AND MARY AS THEY WALK SIDE BY SIDE

            JOEL: Where have you been this morning?

            MARY: At home as usual.

            JOEL: (attitude) Why?

            MARY: It’s Saturday, I had my chores to do. You know I always have chores to do on a                             Saturday.

            JOEL ROLLS HIS EYES BORED.

            MARY: (hurt) Just because your Mum doesn’t make you do any. Not all of us are as lucky                            as you.

            JOEL: Hmm. Whatever. We have a lot to sort out. You are still coming tonight?

            MARY: (excited) Are we trick or treating?

            JOEL: Yep.

            MARY: So why are we going to the shop?

            JOEL: To buy supplies, stupid. C’mon.

            CUT TO:

            JOEL RACES UP THE ROAD. MARY FOLLOWS AT A SLOWER PACE OUT OF      BREATH.

7.EXT: GARDEN: NIGHT.

            IN THE CENTRE OF THE GARDEN IS A LARGE BONFIRE. JOEL AND MARY ARE        WITH FRIENDS, DRESSED IN HALLOWEEN COSTUMES. A BBQ IS LIT WITH SAUSAGES COOKING. ADULTS STAND AROUND DRINKING HOT SOUP. THE        GARDEN IS LIT WITH HALLOWEEN LANTERNS. A GUY FAWKES SITS IN A             WHEELBARROW NEAR TO THE BONFIRE. JOEL APPROACHES MUM SMITH.

            JOEL: Mum, we’re going trick or treating.

            MUM SMITH: Be back in thirty minutes, in time for the fireworks.

            JOEL: Aww, we’ll be back when we’re done.

            CU MUM SMITH WITH RAISED EYEBROWS

            PULL BACK

            JOEL TURNS TOWARDS THE GROUP OF FRIENDS.

            JOEL: Whose coming trick or treating?

            MARY WALKS OVER AND STANDS BY JOEL. THE REST OF THE GROUP, LOOK             UNDECIDED.

            BOY 1: I’m staying here. The hot dogs are going to be ready soon.

            JOANNE: Me too. It’s too cold away from the fire. Besides, aren’t we getting just a little too                  old for that sort of thing?

            JOEL SHRUGS. TOGETHER HIM AND MARY WALK AWAY FROM THE GARDEN          AND DOWN THE DRIVEWAY. STOOD AT THE BOTTOM OF THE DRIVE  IS      EDWARD. HE IS DRESSED IN SHORT TROUSERS, BLACK BOOTS, A SHIRT AND A             JACKET, 1940S DRESS. HE STANDS AWKWARDLY, SHIFTING FROM ONE FOOT    TO ANOTHER.

            JOEL: Are you out on your own?

            CU EDWARD SHY

            EDWARD: Erm..

            PULL BACK

            JOEL: Fair enough. I haven’t seen you around before.

            MARY: And we know everyone.

            EDWARD LOOKS UP AT MARY AND JOEL EXPECTANTLY

            EDWARD: You do?

            MARY: Of course.

            JOEL LOOKS AT MARY SLIGHTLY ANNOYED

            JOEL: Well, not quite everyone. I’m Joel. She’s Mary.

            EDWARD:  (Polite) A pleasure to meet you both. I’m Edward.

            JOEL: (Uninterested) Well we have places to be. Maybe we’ll see you around some                                  time.

            EDWARD HOLDS OUT HIS HAND TO SHAKE WITH JOEL. UNAWARE JOEL      WALKS AWAY UP THE ROAD LEAVING MARY TO FOLLOW. SHE GIVES A           TIGHT AWKWARD SMILE TO EDWARD AND FOLLOWS, GLIMPSING BACK TO     EDWARD AS HE CONTINUES TO STAND AS HE WAS BEFORE.

            8.EXT: GARDEN: NIGHT

            DAD SMITH AND DAD JENKINS STAND TOGETHER  LAUGHING AS THEY      INSPECT THE FIREWORKS. ACROSS THE FIELD MUM SMITH STANDS    CHATTING TO THE ADULTS.

            DAD SMITH: (shouting) Any sign of Joel and Mary?

            CU MUM SMITH ROLLS EYES CHEEKILY

            PULL BACK

            MUM SMITH STARTS TO WALK ACROSS THE FIELD TOWARDS DAD SMITH. AS         SHE DOES, SHOUTING FROM BEHIND SIGNALS JOEL AND MARY’S RETURN.

            CU MARY AND JOEL THEY ARE BOTH FLUSHED AND EACH CARRY A BAG   LADEN WITH GOODIES.

            9.EXT:GARDEN:NIGHT

            EVERYONE PRESENT AT THE BBQ ARE HUDDLED AROUND THE BONFIRE,   WHILST DAD SMITH AND DAD JENKINS LIGHT EACH FIREWORK. BRIGHT     LIGHTS AND SOUNDS FILL THE AIR, ALONG WITH THE SOUND OF HAPPY     LAUGHTER AND CHATTING. TUCKED BEHIND THE TREE NEAR THE SWING   EDWARD SITS HUDDLED WITH HIS ARMS WRAPPED AROUND HIM. HIS FACE IS         STREAKED WITH TEARS.

            10.EXT: GARDEN: DAY

            JOEL SITS AT THE TOP OF THE TREE AT THE END OF THE GARDEN. HE             WATCHES AS MARY WALKS UP THE DRIVEWAY WITH EDWARD,  STILL            DRESSED IN HIS HALLOWEEN COSTUME. TOGETHER THEY MAKES THEIR WAY STRAIGHT THROUGH TO THE BACK TO THE TREE.

            MARY: Shall we come up?

            CU JOEL

            JOEL: (grumpily) If you want.

            PULL BACK

            MARY: I spotted Edward out on the road.

            EDWARD STANDS TO ONE SIDE

            EDWARD: (Politely) Mary said I could climb the trees with you.

            JOEL SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS. MARY BEGINS CLIMBING UP THE TREE.

            EDWARD: I can go…

            JOEL: (resigned) No, its fine, come on up.

11.INT: KITCHEN: EARLY EVENING

            JOEL AND MARY SIT SIDE BY SIDE AT THE BREAKFAST BAR DRINKING HOT             CHOCOLATE. MUM SMITH IS BUSY PREPARING DINNER. SHE WEARS AN      APRON LIGHTLY DUSTED WITH FLOUR WHILST BUSYING HERSELF ROLLING          PASTRY. THE LARGE AGA STANDS IN THE COVE, THE ONLY TRADITIONAL      FEATURE OF THE VERY MODERN KITCHEN. MARY AND JOEL ARE           BICKERING.

            JOEL: I just think he’s a bit weird.

            MUM SMITH: That’s not very nice.

            MARY: What makes him weird? I think he’s lonely. Why do you have to put everone down         that you meet?

            JOEL ROLLS HIS EYES.

            JOEL: Look at the way he dresses, it’s not normal.

            MARY: You don’t like the way I dress either.

            JOEL: That’s because you’re a geek.

            MUM SMITH: Joel.

            MARY SULKILY STARES OUT THE WINDOW WHILST JOEL NONCHALANTLY             STIRS HIS HOT CHOCOLATE. DAD SMITH ENTERS THE KITCHEN WITH A PILE     OF PAPERWORK.

            DAD SMITH: Look what I found kids.

            AS DAD SMITH LAYS OUT THE PAPERWORK IN FRONT OF JOEL AND MARY,             MARY TRIES TO LOOK INTERESTED. JOEL SCOWLS.

            DAD SMITH: It’s all the documents for this house, and what was here before. It shows the         land your house is on as well Mary.

            MUM SMITH: Where did you get all that from?

            DAD SMITH: Solicitors sent it this morning. Just look at this.

            DAD SMITH UNROLLS BLUEPRINTS FOR A HOUSE, ALONG WITH NEWSPAPER             CLIPPINGS. AS HE DOES, JOEL BEGINS TO SHOW A GENUINE INTEREST, MUM         SMITH WIPES HER HANDS AND ABANDONS DINNER TO SEE THE          DOCUMENTATION             ALSO.

            JOEL: (in awe) That house is huge.

            DAD SMITH: According to this, the house was bigger than ours and Mary’s combined. The        Lane was it’s private driveway. All the land the neighbours houses have been built on was     owned by this             one property.

            JOEL: They must have been loaded.

            MARY IS QUIETLY READING A NEWSPAPER CLIPPING. MUM SMITH PULLS OUT             ANOTHER ONE THAT WAS PARTIALLY HIDDEN BY THE BLUEPRINT.

            MUM SMITH: What’s this?

            CU MUM SMITH

            MUM SMITH READS AND IS FROWNING.

            MUM SMITH: (sympathetically) Oh how awful.

            PULL BACK

            JOEL: (attitude) What?

            MARY: The house was bombed in the war.

            JOEL SHRUGS

            MUM SMITH: (disappointed) Oh Joel, a child of your age died. The whole house was    destroyed.

            MARY: It doesn’t say if it was a boy or girl.

            MUM SMITH: That is strange. It says the child was an only child, heir to the family        fortune, but that’s all the details is gives.

            DAD SMITH IS READING ANOTHER CLIPPING

            DAD SMITH POV OF NEWSPAPER CLIPPING

            DAD SMITH: This is the same. Its the follow up story when the family sold the land. They         received half its value. They never came back after that night.

            CU JOEL

            JOEL: That was stupid, who would just throw money away.

            MARY SIGHS

            PULL BACK

            JOEL: What?

            MARY: Aren’t you even the least bit interested in the child?

            JOEL STIRS HIS HOT CHOCOLATE

            JOEL: Not really.

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