In these final days of April I’m taking the time out to rewrite a short film I wrote over a year ago. Rewriting in April, planning the shoot in May, and shooting in June.
One of my favorite parts, self induced madness! The lucky bastard! It’s a writer’s thing!
“Muse” A Short Film written by Akil N. DeBerry. Scenes “To Wake,” and “The Lady in Red.” Revision 1.0 (UNEDITED)
INT./EXT. CAR/BEACH HOUSE DRIVEWAY - MORNING
Viewing out of the back window, to behind the car, Jordan
and the Young Lady are seen hugging then kissing.
Reluctantly the Young Lady turns from Jordan and walks to
the car, getting in the back seat.
YOUNG LADY’S FRIEND 1 O.S.
(laughing)
Was he everything you needed!
YOUNG LADY
(smiling)
That, and everything more… he
was what I’ve always wanted!
YOUNG LADY’S FRIEND 2
Well that’s good, but we’re on our
way back to reality, so get ready
for the shock.
The Young Lady nods in agreement, then reaches into her top
pulling out her SLIVER CHAIN.
YOUNG LADY
I know… you’re right.
Taking her chain from around her neck, she takes off the
WEDDING RING that hangs on it. Slowly she puts it on her
finger.
YOUNG LADY
(sadly)
It was a dream… and from dreams
we all must wake.
INT. JORDAN’S HOUSE - COMPUTER ROOM - MORNING
Jordan sits at his computer, eyes closed and facing the
window next to him.
MEMORY FLASH
The Young Lady’s face edged by morning light.
Jordan opens his eyes and smiles, turning to his computer he
begins to write.
FADE TO:
INT. JORDAN’S HOUSE - COMPUTER ROOM - DAY
Days later.
Pulling back from his computer, Jordan looks at the computer
screen in frustration, till a small hand comes up from O.S.
and brushes his cheek.
YOUNG LADY (O.S.)
(whispers)
Keep going… no matter what!
Jordan takes the small hand and kisses it’s palm, then
places his forehead in her palm. Taking a deep breath, he
picks up his head, kisses her hand again, places the hand on
his chest, then begins to write.
FADE TO:
INT. JORDAN’S HOUSE - COMPUTER ROOM - DAY
Weeks later.
Jordan sits at his desk in front of his computer, writing
and scribbling on a piece of paper, writing and slashing
through words, his head shaking as he does.
With a curse Jordan balls up the paper and throws the paper
at the computer screen.
Slouching back in his chair defeated, till two slim arms
come down from O.S., slowly draping over his shoulders,
hands meeting on Jordan’s chest as the chin of a Young Lady
rest atop of his head, only her nose and mouth visible in
the frame.
YOUNG LADY (O.S.)
(smiling)
Shhh. You can do this. Take a
breath… all my faith is yours,
you are all, I believe in.
FADE TO:
INT. JORDAN’S HOUSE - COMPUTER ROOM - NIGHT
Months later.
Jordan shakes his head then drops his face into hands, his
elbows on the desk in front of him. His body trembles and he
shakes his head.
From O.S. a Young Lady steps backwards and sits on the
computer desk next to him, dressed in a RED DRESS. Her face O.S., she runs her
fingers through his hair.
YOUNG LADY (O.S.)
I can’t wait till it’s done. It
will be the greatest thing ever.
Keep writing… I can’t wait till
it’s done… For me.
Jordan looks up to her, nods his head then begins to type
away, her hand still running through his hair.
FADE TO:
INT. JORDAN’S HOUSE - COMPUTER ROOM - DAY
Jordan, with wide eyes slowly sits back in his chair and
smiles.
JORDAN
(disbelief)
It’s… I’m done. It’s finished?!
The Young Lady falls into his lap and puts her arms around
him, then kisses him.
YOUNG LADY
I’m so happy… thank you.
JORDAN
(smiling)
For you… anything.
YOUNG LADY
Will you, write me… another?
Jordan smile deepens as he nods to her, YES.
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