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Scenes 16-20 

SCENE XVI-Color

Saturday

 

Midnight

 

ALAN

 

(wakes up, goes over to the kitchen counter. The scene is dark, yet moans and howls can be heard outside.) The light! It doesn’t work. Michael! Wake up! (Michael remains on the ground.) The light! The light! Why doesn’t the light work? (Alan, delirious, literally falls asleep on the stairs. The crashing of a window can be heard.)

12:30 A.M.

(Michael awakens)

MICHAEL

 

Alan! Alan, what is going on? Alan? ALAN! Where are you? I can’t see anything!

(Michael also falls asleep in the middle of nowhere)

 

SCENE XVII-Color

(Alan awakens)

ALAN

 

Michael! Michael, are you there?

 

MICHAEL

 

Alan, what happened?

 

ALAN

 

I don’t know.

 

MICHAEL

 

Were you poisoned?

 

ALAN

 

No. I created an “antidote” against the poisonous gas.

 

MICHAEL

 

Did anyone live?

 

ALAN

 

I thought everyone lived.

 

MICHAEL

 

Then everyone is fine?

 

ALAN

 

I believe that those who did not take the antidote went insane.

 

 

MICHAEL

 

WHAT?

 

ALAN

 

Did you hear those screams last night? Our window was broken, as well.

 

MICHAEL

 

So the people went insane because of that gas? Is anyone all right?

 

ALAN

 

I doubt it—unless other people called that number, and I don’t know why they would.

 

MICHAEL

 

Would the gas masks have worked?

 

(Alan laughs)

 

ALAN

 

You’ve got to be kidding me. Those pieces of—well, those antiques from World War One?

 

MICHAEL

 

How do we find out who wasn’t affected?

 

ALAN

 

That’s my question. We’ll have to call around.

 

(Michael is pacing about the kitchen)

 

MICHAEL

 

Alan, don’t you understand the severity of this situation? THIS IS EVERY DAMN PERSON WHO WALKS THIS EARTH! DO YOU REALLY THINK THIS IS A LAUGHING MATTER?

 

ALAN

 

Calm down, Mike, all we need to do is make more of the antidote, call our friends and relatives, and administer it to them.

 

MICHAEL

 

But we don’t have enough resources to save everyone.

 

ALAN

 

So? We don’t have to save everyone, just so long as we save everyone—we want to.

 

MICHAEL

 

But don’t you think it would be selfish to save only our friends and relatives?

 

ALAN

 

Oh, shut up. Just forget about it.

 

(The phone rings. Alan quickly goes over to the phone, where he answers it)

 

ALAN

 

I’ll get it. Hello?

 

VOICE OVER (Aaron Wilkes):

 

THIS IS A RECORDING FROM THE CHARLES O’LAUGHLIN HOUSE. AFTER THE TRAGEDY YESTERDAY AFTERNOON, OUR SOURCES SAY ONLY A FEW PEOPLE REMAIN FULLY FUNCTIONING. THE OTHERS HAVE SUFFERED SEVERAL BRAIN MALFUNCTIONS. IF YOUR BRAIN IS STILL FULLY FUNCTIONING, PLEASE CALL US. OUR NUMBER IS (630) 325-4062. WE ARE SENDING THIS MESSAGE TO EVERY PERSON IN AMERICA VIA AN ILLEGALLY OWNED TRANSMITTOR, SO PLEASE BEAR WITH US. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION.

 

MICHAEL

 

Who was that?


ALAN

 

Someone on this earth is sane. This person wants us to call them.

 

MICHAEL

 

Really? That’s great news. Call them, now!

 

ALAN

 

Okay. (calls a number)

 

VOICE OVER (Aaron Wilkes)

 

Hello?

 

ALAN

 

Hello. This is Alan Guiles. We are sane, and we were wondering what—

 

VOICE OVER

 

Thank God! There is someone not affected on this earth! Well, we were just wondering, would you like to meet us tomorrow for drinks?

 

ALAN

 

Where do you live?

 

VOICE OVER

 

South Bend, Indiana. We were thinking—

 

ALAN

 

We’re from Chicago! We live very close to you. We can arrange something, I suppose—

 

 

 

VOICE OVER

 

Do you play poker?

 

ALAN

 

As a mater of fact, I do.

 

VOICE OVER

 

We’ve got a real thing for poker out here—do you want to meet us?

 

ALAN

 

All right.

 

SCENE XVIII Color

 

(In the car, driving. If the audience catches the symbolizm [Alan’s “authority”], Alan will drive)

 

MICHAEL

 

We’re going to their house to play poker?

 

ALAN

 

What else can we do? Frankly, I’m too tired to do anything right now. Besides, I’m already psyched for a good game.

 

MICHAEL

 

Do you have the directions to their place?

 

ALAN

 

Yes.

 

MICHAEL

 

Do you even know his name?

 

 

ALAN

 

He said his name was Brett Greenwood, and there was someone else who called in.

 

MICHAEL

 

Who?

 

ALAN

 

The man didn’t specify. It doesn’t matter, so long as we get to know him.

 

MICHAEL

 

All right.

 

ALAN

 

Cheer up. We can get to know these people.

 

MICHAEL

 

Why is no one on the road?

 

ALAN: Because everyone is insane.

 

MICHAEL

 

Well, then, why is no one acting insane?

 

ALAN

 

Don’t ask me. I haven’t a clue.

 

(The car pulls into a foreign driveway. Alan shuts the door, goes up with Michael to the front door, and rings the doorbell. A man appears, squinting, surveying every inch of them. NOTE: The audience DOES NOT know that this man is Aaron Wilkes. Possibly, if they are very clever, they will, but we will not reveal this to them until later. We will even alter the accents of the two for the effect)

 

WILKES

 

(in a New England accent) Hello! I am Brett Greenwood!

 

ALAN

 

(shakes his hand) Pleasure to meet you.

 

WILKES

 

Come in, come in!

 

(comes in, sees a somewhat dissheveled house, messy in manner)

 

WILKES

 

So! You two look alike!

 

ALAN

 

We’re brothers.

 

WILKES

 

Ah, I see. Have a seat. (sits them down at a couch) Can I get you anything to drink, sir?

 

ALAN

 

Oh, no thank you, both of us are fine.

 

WILKES

 

Teatotler’s, you are. I see.

 

ALAN

 

No, you see, we’re just not thirsty.

 

WILKES

 

All right, let’s get cracking, then. Danny is expected to come later—

 

MICHAEL

 

Er—Danny?

 

WILKES

 

Yes, he was also supposed to come. He, too, was saved from the disaster.

 

MICHAEL

 

How did you live?

 

WILKES

 

My father’s gas mask saved me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here, I’d be sleeping.

 

MICHAEL

 

What?

 

WILKES

 

The gas produced triggers a brain malfunction, well many brain malfunctions—one of which is the altering of the circadean rhythm, in other words, each person affected changes their sleep patterns, so most will sleep during the day and remain active at night.

 

MICHAEL

 

What do you mean by, well, remain active?

 

WILKES

 

They are more active than you’ll ever be, Mike. They will do whatever comes to their mind, eat ravenously, kill for pleasure, and for whatever reason, act very strangely and display very strange behavior toward others. Their sense of pain is virtually absent, as that part of the brain is almost completely obliterated.

 

MICHAEL

 

So what do we do?

 

WILKES

 

We ignore them. We may have to kill them, if necessary.

 

MICHAEL

 

How do you know all of this?

 

WILKES

 

My father. He died two years back, and left a wealth of information regarding the end of the world. He was a time-tested psychic who knew the end of the world was eminent.

 

ALAN

 

But how did your father know about this gas?

 

WILKES

 

He didn’t. He simply knew several methods of ending the world, one of which is this gas. Its chemical formula is so complex even Einstein wouldn’t completely understand it, but it deals with the high concentration of atoms. Otherwise, when the gas were released, not enough of it would be able to affect the world. I estimate that this gas can be compacted into the size of your fist, maybe even smaller.

 

ALAN

 

Do you really think this is the end of the world?

 

WILKES

 

The end of humanity, really. If the blokes are too stupid to reproduce, then this is the end. If they do reproduce, their children will grow up to be mentally retarded, and it won’t matter anyway.

 

ALAN

 

How did the gas disappear?

 

WILKES

 

It doesn’t, it simply begins to lose its effectiveness. Currently, much of it lingers about in the atmosphere idly, while the remainder of it was captured by—by whoever released it.

 

 

ALAN

 

Oh.

 

WILKES

 

Would you like to play a few hands of poker now?

 

ALAN

 

What time is it?

 

WILKES

 

Why does it matter?

 

ALAN

 

You’re right. Shall we place a wager?

 

WILKES

 

All right. One thousand for fifty chips.

 

ALAN

 

Money? Does money matter anymore?

 

WILKES

 

Of course it does. Those who are insane take money even more seriously than before. They will kill for money. No, we cannot simply steal from them. Besides, their sense of material gain is still intact, as they will still sell material for profit. (Doorbell rings) Oh, that must be Danny. (gets door) Hello! I am Brett Greenwood, this is Michael and Alan Guiles.

(Trussel is “Danny”)

TRUSSEL

 

Hello. I am Danny Watkinson.

 

WILKES

 

What a pleasure. Please, come in! You play poker, don’t you?

 

TRUSSEL

 

I play craps often, but poker—

 

MICHAEL

 

Pleasure to meet you.

 

(shake hands)

TRUSSEL

 

You look familiar. Have I seen you at Casino L’Evoure?

 

MICHAEL

 

Possibly. You hang out near the crappers? (Michael and Alan laugh)

 

TRUSSEL

 

(looks at the two with contempt) How…laughable.

 

ALAN

 

So, shall we play poker?

 

TRUSSEL

 

I generally prefer craps.

 

ALAN

 

Oh, come on.

 

TRUSSEL

 

All right, deal me in. Where are we playing?

 

WILKES

 

In my basement. A bar adjoins it.

 

 

TRUSSEL

 

Let’s play, then, shall we?

 

SCENE XIX-B&W

(Scene begins in color. The quartet will walk toward the basement door, which they open, and after the door shuts, the scene will become black and white. When the four get down to the basement, they sit around the unoccupied poker table. The cards are set up perfectly, the chips are distributed evenly. Wilkes sits next to Trussel, Trussel sits next to Michael, and Michael sits next to Alan. A man sits already at the table, with suit and gloves. The man is Lucas Moreno. NOTE: This scene is very suspenseful. We will make the effect very real. This will be filmed at my grandmother’s house.)

 

TRUSSEL

 

What do we play?

 

WILKES

 

Hold’em.

 

ALAN

 

Who is he?

 

WILKES

 

Oh, yes, he is my mechanic, Lucas. Would you like to play, Lucas? An evening off should lighten your load.

 

LUCAS

 

Certainly.

(Lucas sits between Alan and Wilkes, the cards are dealt by Wilkes.)

WILKES

 

I never did ask you, Alan, how did you survive? And you, Michael?

 

 

 

 

 

ALAN

 

Oh, well you see, I received what I thought was a prank phone call several evenings before. The caller really was the one who created this mess. So I called him back, and the man read an antidote for the gas.

(The camera will do a fantastic zoom-up on Joseph Trussel’s face. He looks extremely worried.)

TRUSSEL

 

What were you doing, meddling with other people’s affairs?

 

ALAN

 

(annoyed) Well, it saved our lives!

 

(Trussel gives Alan a dirty look)

 

WILKES

 

Now, now, let’s not create conflicting attitudes. Before we play, can I get anyone anything to drink?

 

ALAN

 

I’ll take a brandy.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I will, as well.

 

WILKES

 

Very well. Two brandies. Lucas, do you mind?

 

LUCAS

 

No, sir.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Change that to a vodka, will you?

(Lucas fetches a brandy and a vodka from the bar. Wilkes deals two cards face-down to each of the five players. Wilkes and Alan will light up cigars, but the others will not smoke.) (Alan subtly gives Michael a note. He opens it, and it reads, “I’ll split my earnings with you. Just try and win something” Alan is merely pretending to drink his brandy, when, really, whenever he can, he spits it out onto the cold tile floor, pretending to cough.)

 

The plays will be as follows:

A=Ace K=King Q=Queen J=Jack 10=10…

S=spades D=diamonds C=clubs H=hearts

 

WILKES

 

Everyone ante.

 

Each person throws one chip into the pot. The first cards that are revealed are Alan’s, and it is seen that he has A-S and 10-S. We will see no other cards in this round until after the river.

 

Trussel will bet first.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Forty.

 

Play passes to left, each person says “Check” except for Michael.

MICHAEL

 

I fold. (Throws cards onto table)

 

FLOP: A-D, 8-H, 9-C

 

Trussel examines his cards, looks back to the community, and sits there, counting his chips nervously. He begins with a substantial bet.

TRUSSEL

 

Sixty.

 

Alan seems quite undecided. He sits at the table for a long time before stating,

 

ALAN

 

I’ll raise twenty.

 

Wilkes and Lucas call.

TURN: J-S

 

TRUSSEL

 

Forty.

 

ALAN

 

I’ll raise sixty.

 

Michael, already out, stares at the pot dangerously.

 

LUCAS

 

I fold.

 

WILKES

 

I will, as well.

 

TRUSSEL

 

(with a gleaming smile) Sixty on top of that.

Puts in six chips

ALAN

 

All right. I’ll call.

RIVER: A-H

 

TRUSSEL

 

I’ll bet eighty.

 

ALAN

 

Fair enough.

Places four chips into the pot.

WILKES

 

All right, now for the showdown.

 

 

 

TRUSSEL

 

Shut the mouth, Greenwood. Straight.

Indeed, Trussel has 10-D and Q-S.

 

ALAN

 

Take the damn chips. How much did I lose that round?

 

TRUSSEL

 

(smirking) To be precise, you lost three hundred eighty dollars.

 

ALAN

 

(sounding less-than-sober) All, right, deal me in again.

 

WILKES

 

I will not participate in this round—would anyone like something to drink?

 

TRUSSEL

 

‘Nother vodka, if you don’t mind.

(Wilkes goes off to the kitchen, where he gets Trussel a “vodka”. In reality, he opens his concealed refrigerator, takes out a bottle labeled “Tonic Water” and pours a glass. He brings it back to Trussel and places it on the table.)

This time, Trussel will deal.

 

WILKES

 

I’m back, what have I missed?

 

TRUSSEL

 

I believe I am dealing?

 

Trussel shuffles the cards, gives them to Wilkes, who cuts them, and proceeds to pass out the cards.

This time, both Alan and Trussel’s cards are shown, but no one else’s are. Alan has A-S A-H, and Trussel has A-D K-S.

 

 

TRUSSEL

 

Kid, it’s your bet.

 

MICHAEL

 

I will check.

 

ALAN

 

Sixty.

 

LUCAS

 

I’m out.

 

WILKES

 

I am, as well.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I will raise forty on that bet.

 

MICHAEL

 

I’m out.

 

ALAN

 

So, it seems to be just you and me this round, eh?

 

TRUSSEL

 

Yeah, yeah, kid, keep it movin’.

 

ALAN

 

I’ll raise you one hundred.

 

TRUSSEL

 

A hundred? Kid, this is the first round! Isn’t there a limit?

 

WILKES

 

We never did specify a limit.

 

(Trussel concedes and places five chips in the center.)

 

FLOP: A-C, K-C, 8-H

 

TRUSSEL

 

Bet’s yours, kid.

 

ALAN

 

I will check.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Eighty.

 

ALAN

 

I see your eighty and raise you eighty.

 

TRUSSEL

 

All right.

 

TURN: 2-C

 

ALAN

 

Okay. Twenty.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I will raise you…forty.

 

ALAN

 

All right, then.

 

RIVER: 2-D

 

ALAN

 

I’ll check.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I’ll bet sixty.

 

ALAN

 

I will see your sixty, and I’ll raise you two hundred. Read it and weep, buddy.

 

TRUSSEL

 

(waits for several seconds) I will fold.

 

ALAN

 

Ha, HA! YES! I’m back in the money, fellers!

 

TRUSSEL

 

(short, frank, rhetorical) Bastard.


MICHAEL

 

I believe it is my bet?

 

TRUSSEL

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kid, lemme cut the cards.

 

(cuts cards very precisely)

 

MICHAEL

 

We’ll play hold’em again.

 

ALAN

 

(loudly, sounding drunk) Why not Omaha?

 

TRUSSEL

 

Shut up!

 

ALAN

 

I’m out this round, folks.

 

WILKES

 

Are you sure?

 

ALAN

 

Yeah, I need a quick break. Can I stretch and walk around, maybe grab a quick beer? Come on! Just a beer!

 

WILKES

 

Why don’t we all take a break, shall we?

 

(As everyone gets up to stretch, Wilkes and Trussel go off to a separate room, where they discuss several “issues”)

 

TRUSSEL

 

What is that drink you gave me, tonic water?

 

WILKES

 

Well, nothing else in there looks like vodka—

 

TRUSSEL

 

What about tap water?

 

WILKES

 

Sir, I don’t mean to be frank, but water doesn’t exactly look like vodka.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I’m warning you, boy: don’t get lazy. All right, let’s keep playing.

 

WILKES

 

Do you want a vodka?

 

TRUSSEL

 

No. And don’t worry. I’ll get these fools soon enough.

 

Playing resumes.

 

TRUSSEL

 

All right, everyone back down.

 

(The next portion of this scene will simply show the members of the poker “party” playing. There are no references to anyone winning or losing any money, etc.) (Trussel’s phone rings)

 

TRUSSEL

 

I have an important call. Please excuse me from this round.

 

WILKES

 

All right, my deal. Let’s raise the stakes to a forty-minimum.

(Trussel is seen exiting the room)

 

TRUSSEL

 

(possibly in Japanese, with English subtitles) Hello? Pause Speaking. Pause Yes, this isn’t the right time, I am afraid—yes, I know—what, you think you can just interrupt me like that? All right.—yes. Good-bye.

(enters the room)

 

MICHAEL

 

How could you have a phone call? No one is alive on this earth.

 

 

 

 

TRUSSEL

 

I was simply listening to a message I gave myself earlier today. I purposely scheduled it to ring at midnight.

 

MICHAEL

 

(yawns) Is it midnight already?

 

TRUSSEL

 

Of  course.

 

WILKES

 

All right. One last hand. Your deal, Mr. Guiles.

 

(Alan takes the cards)

 

ALAN

 

Okay. Here we go.

 

(is about to deal cards, then hesitates)

 

ALAN

 

By the way, what’s the chip count?

 

TRUSSEL

 

I believe I am up a—a mere forty dollars from you, Mr. Guiles.

 

ALAN

 

(shrugs) Okay. No problemo. Here we go.

 

(deals out cards. Alan’s cards are shown: A-S, K-S)

 

ALAN

 

Bet is to you, Michael.

 

MICHAEL

 

I will check.

 

ALAN

 

Mr. Watkinson?

 

TRUSSEL

 

I will bet forty.

 

WILKES

 

I will call.

 

LUCAS

 

I’m out.

 

ALAN

 

I will see your forty and raise you—forty.

 

MICHAEL

 

I’ll call, as well.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I’ll see that.

 

(Wilkes puts chips in. We may not have everyone speak since it may sound somewhat awkward.)

 

ALAN

 

Just the four of us. All right.

 

FLOP: K-D, 8-H, 10-D

 

 

 

ALAN

 

Michael?

 

MICHAEL

 

I’ll check.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Twenty.

 

WILKES

 

Twenty on top of that.

 

ALAN

 

Forty…let’s see…I’ll raise sixty.

 

(Everyone calls)

 

TURN: K-H

ALAN

 

Bet is to you, Michael.

 

MICHAEL

 

I’ll call.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Forty.

 

WILKES

 

I’ll call.

 

ALAN

 

I’ll see that and raise you—let’s see now—sixty.

 

(Everyone calls)

RIVER: A-D

 

MICHAEL

 

I will bet twenty.

 

(Alan gives Michael an uncertain look, and Michael looks back at him. Both appear distraught)

 

TRUSSEL

 

I shall raise eighty.

 

WILKES

 

Twenty on top of that.

 

ALAN

 

How much are we in for here?

 

TRUSSEL

 

One hundred twenty dollars.

 

ALAN

 

Okay. A hundred on top of that.

 

MICHAEL

 

I’ll fold.

 

TRUSSEL

 

(waits for a long time) I will call.

 

WILKES

 

One hundred on top of all of you.

 

ALAN

 

(waits, pondering) You honesetly put in three hundred twenty dollars?

 

WILKES

 

(curtly) Yes.

 

ALAN

 

Well…you see, fellers, I dunno if this is going to be, well, worthwhile—

 

TRUSSEL

 

Are you in or aren’t you?

 

ALAN

 

Well…hang on. (sits, pondering) See yours (pause)—and raise you three hundred.

(Alan folds his hands, looking quite pleased with himself)

 

WILKES

 

I’m in.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Wait…didn’t we specify a limit after the break?

 

ALAN

 

The limit you specified was three hundred.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Well—

 

ALAN

 

Sir, are you in or aren’t you?

 

WILKES

 

I’m in.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I am, also.

 

ALAN

 

Show your cards, then.

 

TRUSSEL

 

Fools. Flush. (reveals J-D and 10-D)

 

WILKES

 

Beats me.

 

ALAN

 

Well—you see—

 

TRUSSEL

 

(gleaming triumphantly) You lost, my friend.

 

ALAN

 

Full house. (lays down the king and ace)

 

TRUSSEL

 

No! He’s taking my money!

 

WILKES

 

It’s quite all right, Mr. Watkinson.

 

TRUSSEL

 

He—he cheated!

 

 

 

WILKES

 

All right, calm down, now. Let’s pay up.

 

TRUSSEL

 

How much do I owe you?

 

ALAN

 

To be precise—you owe me eleven hundred forty dollars.

 

(Trussel reluctantly fumbles for his wallet, where he gives Alan eleven hundred-dollar bills.)

 

***

 

WILKES

 

All right, now. Alan, Michael, Danny—how would you like to spend the week here?

 

ALAN

 

Sounds great.

 

MICHAEL

 

Yeah.

 

WILKES

 

We can discuss the destruction and what we will do about it.

 

SCENE XX

House of Aaron Wilkes, in a room with, creepily, two neatly folded beds.

 

WILKES

 

Here is the guest room. Alan, Michael, do you find this satisfactory?

 

ALAN

 

Yes.

 

WILKES

 

If you need anything, call Lucas. He will be spending the week with us.

 

MICHAEL

 

Can I have a toothbrush?

 

WILKES

 

Of course. Lucas!

 

ALAN

 

May I, as well?

 

WILKES

 

Lucas! Two toothbrushes, please.

 

ALAN

 

May I use the telephone?

 

WILKES

 

suspicious Why?

 

ALAN

 

I—I wanted to leave myself a message. For when I get home.

 

WILKES

 

(good acting required)Dial nine. It’s on the bureau.

(Wilkes exits the room and enters another)

WILKES

 

(speaking to Trussel) Hurry, get the phone!

 

 

 

ALAN

 

(from the other room) Hello? Beth? Thank God! I thought you were dead—or a zombie or something—

(brief retreat to other room, where Trussel and Wilkes look at each other, baffled)

 

ALAN

 

I don’t have much time or privacy right now to talk to you, but I love you, and, well, to make a long story short—South Bend, Indiana—yes, well, see, I’m with the few people who were not affected by this horrible, horrible occurrence—wait, how did you not get the message? How did you survive?—A gas mask? We had a couple of those, we were gonna use them! Anyway, is there any way you could make it here to Indiana—why don’t you just drive? Okay, okay, I’ll call you soon. (Hangs up)

(Scene returns to other room)

 

TRUSSEL

 

I told you, he is nothing but a filthy liar. (slams phone on receiver)

 

WILKES

 

Yes, you did. Now get some rest. If you need anything, call for Lucas.

 

TRUSSEL

 

I will get my money back. That money may be worthless, but having his money in my hands is beyond priceless. Good night.

(in other room)

ALAN

 

Was it just me, or was someone listening in on my conversation?

 

MICHAEL

 

Alan, why did you lie to him?

 

ALAN

 

Because he seemed very suspicious and I find it quite rude of him to ask who I was calling.

 

 

MICHAEL

 

Don’t you find it strange that of all the people to live in this world, it’s not only us, but your girlfriend, as well? I mean, sure, there may be some out there still okay, but how—how can this be?

 

ALAN

 

It is an act of God, Michael!

 

MICHAEL

 

When our parents died, do you remember that night?

 

ALAN

 

Mike, well—why do you ask?

 

MICHAEL

 

I have never asked you before.

 

ALAN

 

You don’t remember, you were only two—but I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember Josephine, our caretaker, telling us—she was sobbing on the ground, I couldn’t bear to look at her.

 

MICHAEL

 

What did she say to you?

 

ALAN

 

I really didn’t understand it until later, but she—she said—(beginning to break down) She said she loved me. She said mommy and daddy were in a better place.

 

MICHAEL

 

What did she say then?

 

 

 

ALAN

 

She said there was an accident—she didn’t know the details—and that our parents were no longer with us. A bunch of social work—type people came to our house and told me not to worry—all that crap. Aunt Mary came over to comfort us.

 

MICHAEL

 

Alan, I need to ask something of you. Call everyone you know.

 

ALAN

 

Well, I really only had one call—

 

MICHAEL

 

And you couldn’t call someone else?

 

ALAN

 

No. I couldn’t. I don’t love anyone like I love Beth.

 

MICHAEL

 

Good night.

 

ALAN

 

Shut up, Mike, and get some sleep. I don’t know how much longer we have to go.

 

MICHAEL

 

Alan?

 

ALAN

 

What?

 

MICHAEL

 

Why is it so quiet?

 

 

ALAN

 

What do you mean?

 

MICHAEL

 

Well, don’t the crazy people come out at night?

 

ALAN

 

Good question. Now shut up.

  

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