Sunday, March 1, 2015

Script: The Letter

INT. ROOM - DAY
 
                                             FADE IN:
 
The WOMAN is sitting in a dark room with black curtains all
around and a small table in the middle of the room. On the
table and the floor are 16 letters with something written on
them. 
The women has a tired look on her face. She slowly reaches
out of frame and grabs a hair brush. She begins slowly
brushing
 
The camera moves forward passed the back of the women and
focuses on the letters, but the words are unreadable. The
women starts humming Mary had a Little Lamb. The camera
circles to see the women still brushing her hair and
humming. The camera keeps going to focus on the door. 
The woman's humming slowly turns to crying as the camera
slowly gets closer to the door.
The camera cuts to the woman crying. She stops brushing her
hair and drops the brush.
 
The camera goes back to the door zooming in slowly then
stops. Suddenly a BANG then two more. 
 
                      WOMAN
                (Crying)
          Noooo...
 
Cut back to the door. Another three bangs. Cut to the woman.
 
                      WOMAN
                (Crying)
          Go away! Go away!
 
More banging on the door.
 
                      WOMAN
                (in a whisper)
          No, no, no. Go away.
 
She stands up and runs to the door. She looks through the
peep hole.
 
EXT. THE DOOR - DAY
 
In a fisheye lens like a peep hole. A man in a hat and
surgical sick mask stands outside. 
 
                      MAN
                (Incomprehensible and
                 angry )
          Hello, are you in there? Hello?
 
Bangs on the door.
 
                      MAN
                (Incomprehensible and
                 angry )
          Hello, hello, hello! Are you in
          there? ... Are you in there?
 
The man reaches into his coat and pulls out a letter. 
 
INT. ROOM - DAY
 
Focus on the letterbox. The letter drops in the box. 
The woman goes to the box and pulls out the letter then runs
to the middle of the room. She opens the letter and reads
it. When she is  done she throws the letter on the table.
She begins to cry.
 
                      WOMAN
                (Crying)
          Why...
 
She grabs a mirror, looks into it and wipes her face clean.
She lies down closing her eyes falling asleep.
 
INT. ROOM - DAY
 
The women wakes up. She grabs a hair brush brushing her
hair. 
There is a loud knock on the door.
 
                      WOMAN
                (worried)
          No, no, no.
 
INT. THE DOOR - DAY
 
Camera slowly goes towards the door. Three loud bangs on the
door. Keeping towards all the way up to the peephole. 
Cut to man through peephole. 
 
                      WOMAN (O.S.)
                (in a low voice)
          No .. go away.
 
Bangs on the door 3 times then looks into the peephole. 
 
                      MAN
                (Incomprehensible and
                 angry )
          Hello? Are you there? Are you home?
          Hello?
 
Drops the letter in the letter box. 
 
INT. ROOM - DAY
 
Focus on the letterbox. The letter drops in. Cut to the
woman staring at the box. 
 
                      WOMAN
                (dazed)
          No.
 
The girl runs back to the middle of the room and begins to
sob. She looks at the phone out of frame. Cut to the phone,
her hand reaches in picking it up. 
Cut to the woman's face. Her makeup is smeared. The light
casts a stripe over her eyes and mouth. 
Cut to the phone, her fingers reach in and dial the police. 
 
The woman holds the phone with her eyes darting back and
forth. Searching for words. The other end picks up. 
 
                      POLICE
                (dry and serious)
          This is the police.
 
                      WOMAN
                (Calmly)
          There's a man dropping letters in
          my box.
 
                      POLICE
          Letters? What kind of letters?
 
                      WOMAN
          Everyday he comes by and drops a
          letter.
 
                      POLICE
          How many letters?
 
                      WOMAN
          Today was 17. 
 
                      POLICE
          What do they say?
 
                      WOMAN
          He bangs on the door, screaming at
          me. Then drops the letter in the
          box.
 
                      POLICE
          Do you answer the door?
 
                      WOMAN
          I tell him to go away but he keeps
          coming everyday.
 
                      POLICE
          Does he go away?
 
                      WOMAN
          I want it to stop. 
 
                      POLICE
          Do you let him in?
 
                      WOMAN
          He must of followed me home.
 
                      POLICE
          Who is he?
 
                      WOMAN
          I don't know what to do.
 
                      POLICE
          Do you know him from somewhere?
 
                      WOMAN
          I can't move or leave thinking he's
          out there, waiting, watching.
 
                      POLICE
          How about your family?
 
                      WOMAN
          It's like a bad dream.
 
                      POLICE
          What's your job?
 
                      WOMAN
          There's no help out there.
 
                      POLICE
          There's nothing we can do.
 
                      WOMAN
          Talk to you tomorrow. 
 
The police man hangs up. The woman hangs up. She looks
toward the door. She stands up and walks to the door. She
looks through the peep hole. 
 
EXT. THE DOOR - DAY
 
Through the peep hole there is nothing there.
                    
INT. ROOM - DAY
 
She looks at the letter box. She opens it and takes the
letter out. She goes back in the room and sits down.
She looks at the letter. Cut to the woman's hands holding
the letter. The letter says I love you. Cut to the other
letters, they all say I love you. 
Cut to the woman's face. She smiles. 
 
The End