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“A behemoth just washed my vagina in the bath and said it was the cleanest vagina in the world?”

“Oh no! You’re too wet, I’m gonna have to lick it off!”

“Eat Fish Bitch”

“I burnt tree of life incense outside in the garden and my tree got high”

“Is it post-metal though?”

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“ the cure to cancer is killing the Jewish johova’s witness shit burning hippies” - Hitler

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"I sleep like the dead but I'm not Sleeping?"

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The Doe (Working Title)

By

Jackie S. Hodge

First Draft

Jaci.s.hodge@gmail.com

12/10/2016

07975724338

INT: NEW HOME/HALLWAY - DAY

A door opens. Light fills the hallway and feet step forward into the house moving into..

INT: NEW HOME/KITCHEN - DAY

The sound of FOOTSTEPS echo on the wooden floorboards and a CARDBOARDBOX is placed on the counter. A WOMAN (36) worn but beautiful. She looks amongst the few boxes of her possessions cluttered around the room.

With a SIGH she picks up a box labelled KITCHEN and begins to open it. A pale line around her ring finger, she roughly rips off the tape and reaches into the box for a kettle and mugs.

Making herself a cup of herb tea, the colours spread through the water. She lifts the mug, breathing in its sweet aroma, and looks to the light pouring from a nearby window.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

Delicately gripping her mug, the woman steps outside into the garden into the clean crisp air. The wind breathes onto her face, sending a strand of her golden hair into her face. She tucks the strand behind her ear.

She tightly grips her hot mug and holds her scarf closer around her neck. The garden is overgrown, only home to rotting leaves and dead brambles.

Carefully treading through the dirt, the woman heads to the edge of her garden. Leaning over the rotting wooden fence she admires the woodlands surrounding her and closes her eyes. Crows caw.

EXT: TOWN/MARKET STALL - DAY

The sounds of chatter and excitement fill the busy market street. The woman admires WHITE LILY, and admires it sadly, gently caressing the petals with her fingertips.

A HANDSOME MAN (42) that works at the stall approaches and smiles charmingly at the woman, his eyes sparkling. She awkwardly blushes and quickly looks away, shuffling further down the stall.

She eyes a display of seed and bulbs, collects a few, and pays an OLDER MAN (64) also working at the stall, avoiding the handsome man’s glance. She tucks her items into her canvas bag, and steps away from the stall.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

Under a grey sky the woman begins work in the garden, raking dead leaves and gathering dead twigs. The woman cuts the brambles, cutting her hand on the thorns. Wincing, she pulls her hand back, Blood seeps from her cut. She closes her eyes

[insert daydream]

Her eyes open.

INT: NEW HOME/KITCHEN -DAY

Washing her hands in the sink, blood and dirt seeps into the water. She opens a Box labelled BATHROOM, pulling out disinfectant and plasters she dresses the wound.

Frustrated she grabs a bottle of red wine from the countertop and pours herself a glass. She holds the glass in front of her, hypnotised by the deep red liquid.

She empties it in the sink, pouring the rest of the bottle too and watches it swirl down the drain.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

Reaching into a plastic bag, Freya removes some gardening gloves and puts them on. Rolling up her sleeves she begins to work on the garden again. Cutting away at the brambles, a vertical scar is revealed on her wrist to her forearm.

EXT: WOODLANDS - DAY

A white mushroom peeks out from amongst the foliage of the earth. A crouched Freya carefully picks it up and places it in her basket.

Standing up she begins to walk deeper into the woodlands. A twig snaps beneath her boot, and she hears a cry from behind her. She glances back, listening.

Turning a corner around the base of a large tree, she steadily approaches a bush. Gently, she pulls back the branches. Inside a young doe, curled up on the ground with a wounded leg whimpers.

Freya gasps, and reaches slowly towards the doe, presenting her hand to her. The doe stretches out to sniff Freya’s hand, and nudges it with her nose. Freya lets out a little smile.

INT: NEWHOME/LOUNGE - NIGHT

The fireplaces crackles and fills touches the room with a rich golden glow. The doe is nestled on a cushion enjoying the warmth, her leg freshly bandaged in a makeshift cast.

Freya is curled up in her chair reading a book. She looks up above the pages at the doe. Her lonely eyes reflect the light, sparkling. A soft smile grows on her face.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

The garden is now clear, with fresh soil churned and exposed. Freya begins planting seeds and bulbs. She looks up at the doe curled up on blankets near the house. The doe silently watches her, interested. Drops of rain start to fall from the sky, gentle at first and then suddenly heavier. Freya stands up from the ground and rushes back inside, the doe limping inside behind her.

INT: NEW HOME/BATHROOM - DAY

Soaked to the bone Freya starts to remove her clothes. She catches herself in the mirror and stares back at herself. She looks down at her stomach, and strokes the stretch marks on her belly. Tears start to fall down her face.

The doe peers at her from the doorway, then begins to limp towards her and nudges Freya’s back, then moves to where Freya’s hands rest on her belly and starts to nibble her fingers.

Freya smiles through her tears and leans down to the doe. The doe licks away her tears. Freya giggles and pets her.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

The grass has begun to sprout but it’s still too early for the flowers yet. Freya works on the garden, while humming to herself. The doe, leg starting to heal, explores the garden, but keeps Freya in her sight. The doe leans towards the ground and picks up a feather.

Feeling a nudge on her elbow Freya looks up and the doe presents her the large white feather. A wide grin spreads across Freya’s face, she takes the feather and strokes the doe, the doe her nibbles and licks her fingers.

INT: NEW HOME/LOUNGE - NIGHT

Freya gently places the feather proudly on the mantelpiece above the roaring fireplace, then looks back at the doe. The doe nudges her hand with her nose.

Freya smiles then walks towards the sofa. She curls up and picks up her book. The doe follows her, no longer limping and climbs onto the sofa beside her and settles. They both silently enjoy the warm glow of the fire.

EXT: WOODLANDS - DAY

Freya treads through the woodlands, the doe following closely behind her. They stop at the bush where the first met.

Freya kneels in front of the doe sadly, and begins to remove the cast from the doe’s leg. Tears start to fall down her face.

The doe nibbles at Freya’s chin and then licks her face. Freya can’t help but chuckle through the tears. As she stands she strokes her fingertips along the does face one last time.

They look at each other for a moment, and then the doe turns and walks away. Freya begins to cry again.

INT: NEW HOME/KITCHEN – LATE AFTERNOON

Freya steps into the kitchen and removes her scarf. She glances at the one last, small cardboard box on the floor. It’s unlabelled.

She picks it up carefully and places it on the table. She takes a deep breath. Carefully opening the box she reaches inside and takes out a photo frame. Her fingers gently caress the glass. She reaches into the box again and pulls out a teddy bear.

INT: NEW HOME/LOUNGE - EVENING

Freya reaches up and places the photo on the mantelpiece above the fireplace. The photo is of her baby bundled in pink blankets.

She carefully picks up the feather and displays it next to the photo frame. She admires the mantelpiece solemnly, then shuffles towards the sofa.

She lies down on the sofa and curls up, hugging tight the teddy bear. A tear falls down her face. The fire embers start to die. The room fades into darkness.

EXT: NEW HOME/GARDEN - DAY

Spring has arrived and the flowers of the garden are in bloom. Freya is on her knees, her fingers in the dirt humming to herself.

The breeze caresses her face, blowing a strand of hair past her eyes. She tucks it behind her ear. She pushes herself up from the ground and sighs lightly, admiring her garden. Twigs snap from behind her. She spins round, glancing behind her.

The doe has returned. The doe glances behind her. A baby foal steps forward behind her mother’s legs. Freya gasps joyfully, a large grin spreading across her face, tears start to stream down her face.

They exchange glances and the doe joyfully nudges her nose into the air. Freya closes her eyes. The birds sing.

EXT: TOWN/MARKET - DAY

The town street is loud, with noises of busy people excitedly browsing wares. The flower stall is busy, with bright and beautiful flowers on display.

Freya happily admires the RED ROSES, caressing the petals with her fingertips. The handsome man approaches, a charming smile growing across his face. Freya smiles back.

They hold each other’s gaze smiling. He picks up a single rose and presents it to her. She accepts.

THE END

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Behind The Scenes

Each Line is not the same character.

Director: Is that my ass your looking at? Crew: Yeah Director/filmmaker: In a thong? Wardrobe: Is it Prada? Writer/Filmmaker: You're gonna slap that ass in "Made in Bangladesh" Jeans and you're gonna make her walk around the poshest fucking Bars/Restaurants.. Producer: Including Gotham Hotel cause they need another anti-heroine.. Writer: Because it's girlfriend Material. Crew: And you're gonna dress it in God is a woman on her tits to interest investors or.. [Nearly fired due to disputes with Disney] Runner: At least until someone decides to blow the bitch up cause if ass aint worth going to war for.. Student: Is she a tall glass of coffee? 2nd Runner: No she speaks out of her ass, unlike this one in a Thong.. Austrailian: what make are the sandals? Costume: It's Prada. 3rd Runner: God Forgives. Musician: It's got to be an Iron Maiden T-shirt. Catering: She's got to drink Trooper or it's another Model… (Kill The Kardashian Crowd gets feisty) Producer's Assistant: Gotham might be saved… Gaffer: White & Red Roses or Pink? After-Hours Bartender: How dare you not feed her Rosé wine. Tomboy Actress: What (kind of ) Hell is this? Student: American Invasion. Student: I'd rather betray you all than have the Jews eat my shit from the throne. Student: You disagree with Iron Maiden? Student: The Band? American student: I get it, she's metal and a girl. Student: We're talking about the talking device right? Student: Clever girl. Student: She's a guy. Staff: Cheeky little fu* Student/Bard: *sings* " I think we're doooooomed, I think we're doooooooomed" Musician/Bard/Secretly Composer's assistant: Adorable!

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Diamond

Anonymous: Take off her Bling, she wants to fight. Anonymous: inaudiable Bartender: Get a Diamond Ready for our girl. Gambler: Is she getting married (she's going to get raped) Anon: Muzzle the dog. Hardcore Kid: Kill the crowd. Bartender/Boxer: A Diamond without the ring. [Boxing/Box/Boxer] Anon: The five stages of grief? Anon: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance. Musician/Gambler: Anon: At your last brush with death did you feel acceptance as love? Musician/Gambler: No Anonymous: He hasn't seen her fight. Gambler: I once saw someone from the KKK fuck a Korean girl up the ass, and after she wasn't Korean no more

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Bartender: I'm busy witch. Bartender: Dark Rum, White Rum, Vodka, lime & salt and cranberry juice for you Bard-tender: where's his spliff or bong though Bard: Bard: Bartender: Pearl Harbour ( Port & Energy Drink) Bard: Girl: Why's his beer hand empty Gangster: Driver: Someone give me a cigarillo Jester: What insult did my ears just hear? Bartender: What day is it? Bartender: It's night# Bartender: Where the fuck is my guitar Bartender: Don't upset the Drummer Bard-Tender: Poet hasn't been paid in a while Bartender: Regular: *hands driver a roll up* Dealer: You Saviour Doorman: Don't upset Trouble

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"Hows the rugby?" "Not good" "Is it Evil" "Yes" "Madri Excepcional(beer)(lager)" "I'm going to cry" "I can hear the Golf" "I am going to cry"

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"It's splendid" "The rugby?" "Yes" "WWWWWWWWWWWWhat about the golf? (stutter)" "So good you'll cry"

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Harlequin: a bed of flowers, a public affair, a show for the people.

Princess: wine vinegar so our people know love

Executioner: I thought I killed you before

Princess: The altar needs fresh meat. (new executioner?)

Bard: Pickled I'm sure

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(Fantasy World) Female Prince/LandLord/(secret executioner): Do I speak like a girl, my beer must be empty. *Burns the Barmaid's dress with her eyes*

French Knight/Prince: Is there no(t) Iron at the bottom of the can? ( I Piss)

French Knight/Lord: If I bury my French at the bottom of a barrel of English (Barrel of Lager) beer will that not suffice?

English Prince/Knight/Lord: Beer is made from rice and/or Barley, Try Ale.

Fool/Prince: You're committing SUICIDE.

Jester/Princess/Knight: I'm going to Hell. (fuck this, I'm going down.)

Vampire/Prince: We could raise it here if only she'd drink, something other than beer…

Female Prince/LandLord/(secret executioner): I'm already dead at 22, Women do not live as long as Men do.

inaudible Hellraiser: I need constant music, constant.

Servant/Server: What's a Lion without their Pride?

Joker/Knave: A Messiah.

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Hoot hoot

Bard: Jute look cute Hoot hoot Bard: Jute took flute, not cute Hoot hoot Bard#: Sharpen flute, kill Jute Bard: I'M GOING TO HUMILIATE YOU *swiss Flute*

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(No Title Yet)

Each line a different character.

Context. A new virus has invaded the United countries. The court is stricken with greif.

[cut off mid-conversation] King: ….make them drink vinegar

Princess: Kill the so-called King

Knight: No Princess, It is Wine Vinegar

Princess: Then Kill the priest

Gladiator:…

Princess:… (distracted ) I'm going to toy with you

Empress: Steal his taxes and art

Queen: Fake your death and run away

High Priestess: Start a cult and build a warship, Pray to yourself as a god…

Knight: Buy land and call yourself Lord

King: Summon yourself out of hell, and See yourself as a God

Prince: Feed the people whisky and wine

Fool: Did he say wine, or whine?

Ward: (Feigning Concern Teasingly) She wishes to dethrone you

Mime: Gladiator Dances

Executioner: Are they not entertained

Jester: a chef! a cheif!

Joker: Consourt the cards.. Ace of clubs.

Warrior: Put Ale in soup

Princess: I require Poetry

Messenger: a babe is born

Princess: You flirt with death

Poet: How handsome I am

Entertainer:..

To Be Continued.

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Folie À deux

“Folie À deux”

By

Jackie S. Hodge

07975724338

jacihodge@live.co.uk

INT. DREAM - WATER

A YOUNG WOMAN, fragile and beautiful finds herself immersed in water.

She slips beneath the water surface, hearing nothing but the dull drone of water in her ears.

She stretches out her hand, reaching for the hand of another.

But there is no hand to grab hers.

She SCREAMS but the sound is numbed, overcome by the ripples in the water.

INT. NINA’S HOME – LOUNGE - NIGHT

The dull glow of the TV on in the background is cascading on the young woman’s Sleeping face.

Her name is NINA.

She is curled up amongst blankets, lifelessly on the sofa, her long hair covering her eyes.

Letters are sprawled over the coffee table.

Doctor’s letters and Legal Documents.

A will is amongst the Papers.

Nina stirs, sweeping the hair from her face and lifts herself up from the sofa, the blankets falling around her feet.

With a groan, Nina stretches.

The blue light from the TV flatters the darkness, and flickers across her face.

She reaches for the remote and turns off the TV, and is nearly swallowed by the new darkness.

Rubbing the back of her neck she heads towards the bathroom, passing a hanging calendar.

A Circle around the 30th with the LILY COMES HOME scribbled across the date.

INT. NINA’S HOME – BATHROOM – NIGHT

Nina’s face is immersed in water, her eyes closed, enjoying the warmth on her face.

She continues to remove her makeup in the sink.

The Light is strong and it hurts her eyes.

Squinting in the mirror she glares at her reflection.

She caresses her face.

Her eyes have dark circles and cheekbones gaunt.

She opens her medicine cabinet, overflowing with medication.

She takes some medicine.

With a sigh she exits the bathroom.

INT. NINA’S HOME – BEDROOM – NIGHT

The only source of light comes from a lamp on the bedside table.

Nina removes her dress and stands there in her pants, glances in the mirror.

Her face in the mirror reflects her restlessness,

Her Illness seems more physical in the night.

Bruises are on her inner arm veins.

Dark scars on her back and arms are subtle in the low light.

She pulls on an oversized T-shirt with a stretch and crawls into bed.

EXT. NINA’S HOME – GARDEN  - MORNING

Nina has her hands deep in the soft soil as she de-weeds her small patch of garden.

She is uncomfortable, and rubs the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve.                                 

A car pulls into the driveway.

Nina raises her head.

BOOTS step out of the car onto the footpath.

A YOUNG WOMAN with dark vampy makeup exits the car.

The young woman pulls out a cigarette and sparks it up.

She lifts up her head and breathes out the smoke, eye contact with Nina spreads into a grin on her face.

She is the spitting image of Nina.

Nina gasps under her breath.

Nina drops everything and runs into her arms.

The force of their bodies meeting off balances them slightly.

Lily grips her tight, the cigarette still between her fingers.

They pull away at the same time and press their foreheads together.

Twin trees in the distance sway in the wind.

Souls reunited.

EXT. SEA SIDE – SHORE – AFTERNOON.

Under the blue sky the two girls walk along the shoreline laughing, hands entwined.

Carrying their shoes under the sun they enjoy sand beneath their toes.

The sea reflects the blue sky and twin birds fly above them.

They link their little fingers together, a young girls promise.

Matching rings are on their fingers, GREEN for Lilly, BLUE for Nina.

Nina stops suddenly, frozen, their hands rip apart.

Lily looks back at her sister.

Nina feels a shooting pain through her temple.

The world around them becomes blurry.

Nina tries to focus on her sister.

Lily Comforts her, stroking her hair.

Her expression distorts to sadness.

Nina becomes soothed by Lily.

Nina looks unsettled but quickly recovers with a forced smile. Lily strengthens herself to comfort her sister, then runs ahead and playfully grabs Nina’s hand, swinging it two and forth she forces them both into a skip.

Nina is still unsettled but tries to enjoy the moment with Lily.

Nina shivers.

Waves CRASH against the shoreline.

INT. NINA’S HOME – LOUNGE - EVENING

The TV basks the Livingroom in a soft turquoise glow.

Empty bottles of wine are cluttered on the coffee table.

The girls sit opposite each other on the sofa giggling while sipping at glasses of WHITE WINE.

Lilly pulls Nina’s glass out of her hands and place both Nina’s and her glasses on the table.

Presenting her hands together, she points them towards Nina with a wide grin.

Nina repeats her movements.                     

Lily pounces out with a SLAP.

Wincing in pain Nina giggles, and tries to dodge Lilly’s attacks.

After finally dodging Lilly, its Nina’s turn.

SLAP.

SLAP.

SLAP.

Lily attempts to shake the pain out of her hand and giggles.

With a final SLAP, Lily withdraws with a grin and a giggle.

She places a cigarette in her mouth and is about to light it.

NINA

AH!

[SHE POINTS TO THE DOOR]

With a groan Lily removes the cigarette from her mouth and exits the room.

Nina watches after her and then wraps herself in a blanket and looks towards the TV.

EXT. NINA’s HOME – GARDEN – NIGHT

Lily breathes in the smoke from her cigarette and looks out into the darkness.

The Night is cold and elopes her in darkness.

A SHUFFLE startles Lily and she squints into the black.

Her HEARBEAT starts to race, pounding against her ribs.

The world seems to tilt and go out of focus.

Reality is slipping through her fingers.

Lily drops her cigarette to the floor, and hurls herself back inside. 

INT. NINA’S HOME – LOUNGE – NIGHT

Nina is engrossed in the TV.

She retrieves her glass of wine from the coffee table.

She doesn’t notice the blood spreading through the wine.

Lily returns from outside, trembling with anxiety.

Nina smiles sweetly at her sister upon her return.

Lily’s eyes widen at the blood curdling in the wine.                                             

Lily slaps the glass out of her hand.

The glass crashes to the floor.

Lily is disturbed, tears start to flow down her face.

Nina looks to her for an explanation.

Lily opens her mouth to speak.

But she decides against, it.

She Rushes out.      

Concerned but irritated, Nina starts to clean up the wine spill and broken glass.

There is no blood in the spilt wine.

She retrieves a box to discard the broken glass.

Mopping up the wine from the floor with a towel, she glances at the bottle of wine they have been drinking from.

Maybe Lily drank too much?                      

She glances back at the towel she’s been using to mop the wine.

The towel is soaked in Blood.

Nina starts to hyperventilate.

Her breath catching in her throat like razors.

INT. DREAM - WATER

Nina falls into water.

Her body becomes submerged by the ripples.

She reaches out her hand.

Lily’s Hand reaches out and grabs Nina’s hand, pulling Nina towards her.

They hold each others hands together under water.

Their little fingers locked in a promise.

Their rings glisten under the water.

Souls Intertwined.

INT. NINA’S HOME – BEDROOM

Nina has the covers pulled up to her chin.

She taps her clock.

A Blue glow lights up the time.

04:30am.

She groans and lifts the covers over her head and closes her eyes.

SHUFFLE.

Her eyes shoot open.

The covers start to be tugged away.

It’s Lilly.

Lilly crawls into the bed and under the covers.

She looks in Nina’s eyes apologetically.

Nina’s smile is forgiving.

Lilly reaches out and pokes Nina’s nose.

Nina laughs and then reaches out to tickle her.

They fight and laugh under the covers.

Their giggling dies down and Nina puts her arm around her sister.

Facing each other they close their eyes.

INT. DREAM - MIRROR

Nina opens her eyes.

She is surrounded by shadow.

Fog circles around her feet.

In the distance she sees a light.

She walks towards it.

It is a mirror.

She creeps towards it and looks in the reflection.

The Lily is in the mirror, her eyes covered by shadow.

Lily’s body now has the same scars as Nina.

Nina gasps, confused and touches her sister’s face in the mirror.

Lily in the reflection reflects her movements, their hands meet against the glass.

Tears start to fall down Nina’s face as she muffles her gasp with her hand.

Lily repeats these actions.                     

Nina takes a step back.

So does the Lily.

Lily is no longer in the Mirror.

Darkness surrounds Nina.

INT. NINA’S HOUSE – LOUNGE

Nina is sat on the sofa sketching.

She sketches a face surrounded by water.

Her dream from two nights ago.

Lily enters the room with a groan.

Her hair is a mess and she is wearing pyjamas.

Nina glances up at her as a greeting, notices that Lily does not have the scars.

She looks back at her paper and continues to sketch.

Lily brings them both a cup of tea and sits next to Nina on the sofa.

Nina looks up from her drawing to Lily.

Lily takes a slurp of her tea.

No reaction.

Nina resumes her drawing. 

EXT: GARDEN/WOODS – DUSK

The sisters walk together down a path.

Hands interlocking.

They walk towards a lake.

A place full of fond memories.

Twin Trees Silhouetted in the diminishing light.

Her heart begins to race, trying to break free of her chest.

Nina Shivers.

Lily concerned, puts her arm around Nina.

Nina looks pale.

She begins to splutter and cough and falls to the ground.

Lily concerned rushes to the ground to comfort her sister.

Blood starts to seep from Nina’s mouth.

She goes unconscious in Lily’s arms.

Lily’s mask of strength crumbles.

Lily Screams in agony with her sister in her arms.

Lily’s Vision Begins to blur.

Reality begins to slip away.

INT: NINA’s HOME – BATHROOM

Lily’s face is immersed in water, her eyes clenched closed, her face crippled with pain.

She starts to apply Make up to her face.

The Light is strong and it hurts her eyes.

Squinting in the mirror she glares at her reflection.

She caresses her face.

Her eyes have dark circles and cheekbones flush with red worry.

She opens Nina’s medicine cabinet, overflowing with medication.

In a Rage she pulls out the medication, smashing it to the ground.

Tears stream down her face

With a choke she exits the bathroom.

INT. NINA’S HOME – LOUNGE - MORNING

The dull glow of the TV on in the background is cascading on the Nina’s Sleeping face.

She is curled up amongst blankets, lifelessly on the sofa, her long hair covering her eyes.

Nina stirs.

Lily sits beside her, sweeping the hair from Nina’s face.

Nina opens up her eyes, and weekly smiles at the sight of her sister.

Lily helps lift Nina up from the sofa, the blankets falling around her feet.

With a groan, Nina hunches over.

Lily rubs Nina’s back.

The sunlight peaks through the windows, spilling across their grave faces.

Rubbing the back of Nina’s neck Lily helps Nina towards the bathroom, passing a hanging calendar.

3rd with a cross scribbled across the date.

EXT. SEA SIDE – SHORE – MORNING.

Under the golden sky the two girls walk along the shoreline their faces grim, Lily’s arm around Nina’s back.

The sea reflects the orange sky and twin birds fly above them.

They link their little fingers together, a young girls promise.

Matching rings are on their fingers, GREEN for Lilly, BLUE for Nina.

Nina stops suddenly, frozen, their hands rip apart.

Lily looks back at her sister.

Nina feels a shooting pain through her temple.

The world around them becomes blurry.

Nina tries to focus on her sister.

Lily’s grave face distorts to despair.

Lily reaches out and pulls her own head to Nina’s, their foreheads touching.

Lily Comforts Nina, stroking her hair.

Their Faces contort with despair and tears stream down their faces.

Lily Pulls away From Nina, but takes her hand and guides them to the sea.

They wade together through the water.

Nina shivers.

Lily Pulls her tight.

Waves submerge their feet as they walk into the sea. .

INT. DREAM - WATER

A YOUNG WOMAN, fragile and beautiful finds herself immersed in water.

She slips beneath the water surface, hearing nothing but the dull drone of water in her ears.

She stretches out her hand, reaching for the hand of another.

There is no hand to meet hers.

She SCREAMS but the sound is numbed, overcome by the ripples in the water.

Lily’s Hand reaches out and grabs Nina’s hand, pulling Nina towards her.

They hold each others hands together under water.

Their little fingers locked in a promise.

Their rings glisten under the water.

Souls Combined.

The End

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