Monday, August 1, 2016

JUSTICE AND THE MACHINE scene sample pt.1


JUSTICE AND THE MACHINE

Writing Sample by Brad Havens

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INT. HOTEL PRESIDENTIAL SUITE- NIGHT

Evelyn lays fully clothed above the covers on the bed. The light
from an open door falls across her body. A MAN’S SHADOW drapes
over her form.

Justice stands in the doorframe and watches her sleep with a
distracted look in his eye. A smile twitches at his mouth, and
he steps forward. Sitting on the bed, he touches her cheek.

                         JUSTICE
          Wake up, Evelyn.

She stirs awake and squints up at him.

                         EVELYN
          Hi...

                         JUSTICE
          Time for bed.

Evelyn sits up and starts to undress. Justice stands and takes
off his shirt. Working off her blouse, Evelyn half-consciously
tries to unzip and wriggle off her skirt. She gives up.

                         EVELYN
          Will you help me?

He gives her a pull up to her feet, then reaches behind and
unzips her skirt. It falls unhindered to the floor. She rubs a
finger across his bare chest, smiling.

                         EVELYN
          You look as good as the day I met you.

He kisses her, she hugs him close.

                         EVELYN
          Oh, I’m having that wish again.

                         JUSTICE
          Which one is that?

                         EVELYN
                        That wish. The one where we have children
          and are living on a farm away from all this.

                         JUSTICE
          I know. I’m sorry we haven’t had any. I
          guess our genes just aren’t compatible.

EVELYN gives him a swat on the back.

                         EVELYN
          Don’t say that. I like to think there’s some
          hope for us.


                         JUSTICE
          Me too. Maybe we’ll find a way.

                         EVELYN
          Hey, sailor, think you might try to find a
          way tonight?

She kisses him softly. He whispers through kisses.

                         JUSTICE
          I might be able to think of something...

They topple out of frame onto the bed. Fumbling, giggling...
Justice abruptly stands into frame, tugging the pantyhose off
her legs, the struggle making them laugh. The PHONE RINGS. They
stop, locking eyes in disappointment. A painful moment of
silence...

The phone rings again.

                         JUSTICE       
          I have to get that.


                         EVELYN
          I know. That’s the special phone. Only
          the President can answer the special phone.

More ringing. Justice holds the limp pantyhose as Evelyn
curls up on the bed. The mood is definitely broken.

                        JUSTICE 

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