Desperation (Working) by S Hamer

Desperation (1st Draft) by (Samantha Hamer)

"DESPERATION" 1.

ACT I EXT. NIGHT (Don’t forget to add quickness to her not just her tone but actions. Don’t forget downloading the contents of the phone, sim and memory card, in the scene’s that precede this event for the later reveal) Blackness. Light flickers the scene into life, now above a street light. To reveal a Taxi beneath. The colored reflections of nearby shops paint in the memory of rain. Ruminants of blood, dilute the pavement. Descending slowly through the roof to turn on the 3:25 reading out on the glowing clock. Back between droplets on a naked shoulder and a rough jumper, behind the front seats. Now the drenched slender outline of a naked woman, holding her dignity in shaking hands. Her wet blonde hair clinging to her. The plump brown tones of the taxi driver, define him resisting the perverse beauty of the situation. TAXI DRIVER They shouldn't be long, are you OK? JULIE (drunken northern tones) What the fuck do ya think, I’m fucking naked, soaking wet and shitting my self. Can I just have your jumper, love. Please. TAXI DRIVER I’m not sure we should do that? I’m... I’m sorry but I think it’s best for you. Sorry I would. I’m just not sure with Forensics now a days..? JULIE Oh for fucks sake. Look I’m sorry, sorry love. I dunno what the fucks going on, this is just fucked up. She’s fucked up? A tap on the window next to her. JULIE (CONT’D) (Soft yet confused) What the fuck... Why the fuck are you doing this ? She creates a slim opening. We just see her taking a pair of panties, a pair of socks and a Gun’s & Roses top, fed through it. Then closes it straight away. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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JULIE (CONT’D) Fuck this! Look away. He looks away. She fumbles to put’s them on. The sound of the car heater marks the silence. That silence drifts as we drift forward between them. Sirens break. Then blues and two break on to the street ahead. Two cars race up it as we drift through the wind screen. Turn to face it’s occupants as the blue becomes more defined. The slender beauty’s drunken fear, dabs the thumb side of her right hand against her lips, fidgeting. The TAXI DRIVER’s worn face curls up. JULIE (CONT’D) Oh fuck! This really IS fucked up. So sorry love, thank you. TAXI DRIVER It’s OK. Your lucky I was here. JULIE I know, I know love. Drifting back as one car pulls in front, one behind. We rise to above the light as it flickers the scene out to blackness. TITLES BEGIN INT. WICKED BAR Light comes up to a pencil spot. Ripples onto the gloss of carefully painted, womanly lips. It follows them weave, in time to music that counterpoints, there parting. The light flickers into forming the tile. DESPERATION Flickers back, while her tongue comes from within, to slowly stroke the arc of every plump fold that surrounds it. Time slows on delicate, red tipped fingers, as they place a pink, gold filtered “Sobraine” cigarette within. To draw then release a cascade over there pursed form. Light goes down. The pencil spot now paints in hazel dew. That simmers into the golden jade edges, of eye’s that pop against cradled eyelashes. Made up to perform with a puppy like innocence. Tracks there seduction, tendrils of smoke flowing past, as the light flickers out on there coy closing. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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A spot comes up as does a lamp on a small table. Setting a masculine form sat before it into shadow. Winkle pickers cutting the edge of it’s illumination. Laid back in the arms of a chair and it’s empty partner beside it. THE MAN Is it odd that loneliness finds me in a place like this..? A spot comes up and colored lights, as this young starlet of a beauty, winds a mesmerizing dance with a parasol. Short carefully curled red locks, set a peachy round face against her vintage pink and white burlesque theme. The MAN take’s a sip, as refraction brings, the round edges of the stocky glass and his “White Russian” to life. THE MAN (CONT’D) Is it odd that loneliness was the start of this..? All of this. Is it odd that it finds me in such a twisted little bar? Still, still after everything. He holds out the partially drunken glass, too look through it. We see her form distort as she moves closer drawn by his actions, yet our focus shifts to the emptiness that surrounds her and it. THE MAN (CONT’D) Surprised, as much as I want all this to affect me, as much as I want her to affect me, that bubbly child of seduction there before me... How I’d so want that... in fact anything or anyone to affect me. This side of it all... This side of SO much... It’s like no matter how much I drink, everything is all too empty. To find her there before him strewn upon his lap, as he wakes back up. His face cloaked in shadow. Light sets her finale into silhouette it’s self. To steal a kiss so sincere it lingers beyond it’s intent. Glass still outstretched. The hum of the bar now permeates. The table lamp and now tempered spot light picks out only her, as she sits up. BELLE Where you talking to yourself. Before I kissed you... You where talking to yourself out loud weren't you? THE MAN Yes, yes.. It’s rather a habit I’m afraid.

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In a daze, she almost knocks the glass out of his hand. Some spills on him, she get’s up and fumbles to wipe it off, in a fluster. BELLE Sorry, soo sorry. THE MAN It’s OK, it’s OK. Whoa, that kiss, that kiss.. You like me don’t you... that was some kiss, I’m surprised I kept hold of the glass myself. I was unsure what to hold, so I guess I held that.. SO in my own world. She goes around the table to the empty chair next to him, in a childlike embarrassment. Moody lights now make out another part of the bar. The sounds and shady form, of a woman enjoying being flogged & teased on a spiders web. BELLE I’m so sorry, I don’t know what got into me. I’m so, SO sorry... Do you mind, do mind if I join you, is that too much. THE MAN Far from, your stunning, utterly stunning, I’d be mad not too, especially after that kiss. He stands up to go to pull the chair out for her. She steals that too before he get’s the chance. THE MAN (CONT’D) Especially after your beautiful body, just, just Mmmm... May I.. I mean.. shit you ARE keen, I was going to be a gentleman, or at least best I could. She giggles and bites her lip, playing on her cheekiness. BELLE You DO know where we are, not really the place for the innocent. THE MAN I really am innocent, honest, deceptively so. Quite shy at times. BELLE Yer right, do you like what I’m wearing... it was for the fashion show. THE MAN I didn't realize, the fashion show that is... Oh I noticed, I SO noticed... It’s yummy, your yummy... (MORE) © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

"DESPERATION" 5. THE MAN (CONT'D) That explains why you didn't strip. Stupid me, SO in my own little world.

BELLE So what’s your name, your really lovely? THE MAN I’ll leave my name for the moment. I’m OK I like a laff, mostly daft really. BELLE Ah, so very mysterious are we? Well you can call me Belle. I’m new to all this really, my mum is looking after my son. He’s Nine. I kinda feel bad, but I need this. THE MAN Hey, it’s ok, I have children too and I’m all the more surprised your talking to me. I likely have a reputation, ex’s and such, small town for ya. Why I’m here in lots of ways. With the hope people can just see me, who I really am. BELLE Don’t worry, I was watching you before, you are so lovely, so full of fun. And well I’d been through a lot myself. THE MAN I tell you what, can I put my number in your phone? BELLE Sure, here. She takes her phone from within the bosom of her corset. Taps it open to the right place and passes it too him. THE MAN It’s just I have to go poppet, a friends putting me up and being really lovely, a whole other story. Why I dragged her out too. I need something to eat as well, I’m waning. He types as he talks. BELLE Oh your friend Sophie, she’s really lovely too, very genuine... I met her earlier and we chatted, when I was getting changed in the loo. He passes it back, she takes it and taps back into it.

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THE MAN She is, she’s a star. Let me give you a hug, save those... yes THOSE kisses for another time maybe. But let’s catch up for cake, a cuppa and a natter for starters. Oh how I love cake... he he. Hows that sound ? He leans over to hug her in her seat and kisses her gently on the cheek. BELLE (giggling) Yes, THE MAN, I can’t believe you put that in my phone... Oh you are mystery, in So many ways, oh I can see that... these hands felt that. Maybe I might discover your name too, eh. Cake yummy... Just give me cake and I'm happy. She bites her lip again, with such cheeky intent. Lights go down. EXT. BEACH - SUNSET *Make hiding the MAN’s identity clearer* Nervous masculine yet delicate hands. Unravel & shuffle their way into a pouch of cheap tobacco. They prize a paper from within. We look up. We see that attractive blonde of a woman JULIE sitting on a wall beside us. Dabbing the thumb side of her right hand against her lips, fidgeting. THE MAN I promise you. Look I promise you.. She interrupts.. JULIE Can ya do me one. He lays his almost finished rolli, but for a roach, into the fold of the pouch. Hands seek out another paper. THE MAN Yer, yer ..sure, ok She looks out to the sea, takes a breath then looks back at him with love & sadness in her eye’s. Like a worried child still dabbing her hand to her lips. THE MAN (CONT’D) Look.. I’ll never abandon you, (MORE) © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

"DESPERATION" 7. THE MAN (CONT’D) Never abandon you. NEVER.

But, when the world comes crashing down around me. When it does and it will. I’ll fight, Fuck, I’ll fight, For ALL you are. Her hand stops abruptly against her lips. Her eye’s look lost. JULIE But.. He interrupts. Passing her the rolled cigarette. THE MAN Here.. She takes it. We see her lost eye’s loosing themselves to him. He fumbles with the lighter to light it. She takes his hand in hers & stops him. A moment is lost. He brings his hand up to her neck. Her still holding his more tenderly now. A kiss, such a desperate kiss. From within it he starts to mumble as desperate as the kiss it’s self. THE MAN (CONT’D) But.. But I can’t I can’t Briefly they dissolve into it’s passion. He breaks away holding both her hands in front of him. She takes a shivering breath. THE MAN (CONT’D) Protect you. I can’t protect you.. He starts crying, as does she. THE MAN (CONT’D) I’m sorry He Sniffs. THE MAN (CONT’D) So sorry.

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EXT. BEACH BAR - DAY The bubbling orange tones of two pints of cider, reflect there hue’s as THE MAN & BELLE sidle into bench outside a bar overlooking the beach. (Hone descriptions to contunie to hide his identity) THE MAN So much for tea and cake aye? BELLE I was looking forward to that, just too hot I guess babe. THE MAN You mean your all too hot in that fabulous dress. BELLE Now that would be telling. And wait a minute... She giggles, digs into her bag and places a cake box on the bench, along with two plastic forks. BELLE DE VILLE ...look cake... Surprise, frozen too or was. THE MAN Good girl... Oh how I might have an idea on that one, forks included. You are such a good girl to bring me that gift like you did, let alone cake. He giggles. BELLE The chill was bracing at first. Although the cooling effect did make me all the more sweaty, how’d that happen I wonder... She takes the cake out of it packaging. BELLE (CONT’D) It soon warmed up, but keeping it there became the real challenge, with nothing but this dress on... Nothing like a pint of “Bulmers” though, nothing can compare to this, or cake for that matter. She giggles, takes a swig, then teases the cake into her mouth sumptuously. Playing it up as if she’s going to orgasm. Then sticks her tongue out with more of a cheeky giggle.

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THE MAN Oh you... You sexy little minx you, your so much fun. Oh but to watch you truly letting go, is such a consuming sight to see... you where SO cute within those moments. We lean over to hold her cheeks in our hands. Go to kiss her then blow a raspberry’s upon them. They both burst in to laughter. BELLE You ginger git, you. She folds her hand into his long ginger locks and steals a kiss back. It lingers. EXT. PARK - DAY (In Bushes or Bar loo - the actual nortyness to give the tease context) EXT. BEACH BAR - DAY We open our eyes, her’s softly tracing our features. She brings the back of her hand up to stroke our cheek. BELLE Oh those bristles are cute, they so suit you. THE MAN Oh the effect my beardiness can have always makes me smile... Oh poppet. We giggle and take a swig of our pint. Then bring our hand up to gently hold and stroke her chin with our thumb. THE MAN (CONT’D) And you.. You... Lovely lady are having one hell of an effect on me it’s like you’ve awoken something I'd forgotten, something I'd felt was all too lost on me. Now to the story I guess, before I tell you my name. BELLE Fuck, I’d almost forgotten. THE MAN Yup... He, he... you’d just slipped into calling me babe, ma lovely, beautiful, hunnie... the list goes on... He, he.

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BELLE You said you had children, I’d been through a nightmare myself. Having my son taken away for six months due to my ex being a complete bastard. It tore me apart, depression, anxiety and panic attacks and also the attempted suicide last August. We pull her in close for such a warm hug, stroking her hair behind her ear. THE MAN Oh babe, shit not far off myself, but the story is long. INT. APARTMENT - DAY We slowly look at empty bacci pouches strewn across a coffee table, lots of Ibuprofen packets, business cards. Next to a laptop & other mess. As we hear someone cleaning their teeth, then gargling. A sleepy voice calls from another room. JULIE (O.S.) Your.. Your still, still awake? Come to bed. Come cuddle me. To reveal an exploration of the equally messy living room. Books, magazines, unfinished clay sculptures, clothes strewn next to a sofa-bed. We a hear a kettle boil, being poured. Footsteps, a cup being placed. THE MAN (O.S.) Here. Theirs a cuppa on the side for you. The rustle of a bedcover. The woman mumbles. JULIE (O.S.) M..nu..na We follow bare feet into the living room, to place themselves down next to the Coffee table. We see a mug of tea being slurped then illuminated hands tap at the keyboard. THE MAN I’ve just got to finish that submission. Love you. Love YOU. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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EXT. BEACH BAR - DAY Description cont. off previous scene. (expand/craft) MAN Well it all started just over five years ago I had this crazy idea, to try and write a screenplay. EXT. FLAT READING Hands closing front door, the magazine, walking over to the neighbors, chatting on his doorstep, then being invited in. (expand/craft) MAN (V.O.) I was living just outside London in Reading. I saw an article in a Trade Magazine, grabbed a next door neighbor who was a self published horror writer. INT. TATTOIST READING Looking at body jewelry cabinet, speaking to a guy on the counter, taking a form to fill in, sitting down next to a stunning woman. (expand/craft) MAN (V.O.) I was inspired having met this stunning woman. Just rolled into this Ink Shop to get my lip pierced on a whim. MAN So what you having done ? SCARLET Have a guess ? MAN Your belly button ? She lifts up her top, to reveal her bejeweled belly button. MAN (CONT’D) Ok your nips ? She lifts her top up further. MAN (CONT’D) I like you, you’ve got balls ! SCARLET Well I hope not, cos I’m having my pussy pierced.

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MAN Any particular reason, than the obvious ? SCARLET Yer actually I’m a dancer. MAN A dancer. SCARLET Yer a lapdancer I work at a couple of clubs in London. And well pretty much all of the other girls have them and it’s loosing me business. MAN How come, ok likely equally obvious ? SCARLET Well you kind of work for your self, there’s rules and well these places are pretty much run by gangsters. MAN I’ve SO got to take your number now. EXT. BEACH BAR - DAY Description cont. off previous scene. (expand/craft) BELLE I bet you where straight into those knickers. MAN Well no, com’on she had just got her pussy pierced for hecks sake. INT. APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY We see a body slip under the duvet. To follow an arm as it slides & leans over JULIE. We kiss her so softly on the cheek. The wedding band glints as her hand comforts her lips. (Track how obvious the wedding band is throughout, to pull it’s significance) We get close snuggle in, as we take a finger and pull knotted blonde hair over her ear gently. MAN Baby. Awe ikle baby. We roll over to the other side of the bed. Grab a camera from more clutter on the floor. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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Roll back again & start taking pictures of the sleeping, child of a woman before us. MAN (CONT’D) Such a bootiful baby. He then curls the covers back. Her slender curves willing move themselves, as he starts pull her petite panties to one side. Our view blurs in & out. Click, Click. MAN (CONT’D) Mmmm. Such a cute, Pirt pussy. We hear tender kisses on wetness. EXT. BEACH BAR - DAY Description cont. off previous scene. She notices the MAN in a daze remembering a different memory, still hiding his identity. (expand/craft, create this same focus for each break out scene, only at this point she being all the more aware of it.. Tie in the 1st breakout with him looking through the Glass in the club, do summet with it to create more of a connection to the random flashbacks, that plays out on screen and in character, but does not give the mystery away, so it can all click into place later, on the reveal. Making you think every break out scene is him) INT. APARTMENT 2 - BEDROOM - NIGHT We see frantic masculine hands. Lit by the phone they grasp with intent. Searching, digging. A single bedside light clicks into life. To reveal the woman watching, within the black satin covers of a king size bed. The shadows of a tidy stylish bedroom define themselves. Trying to resist bringing her hand to her lips. The thin veil of cheeky, drunken indifference, hides her worry. JULIE See. See, you won’t find anything you daft muppet. Don’t be daft. You won’t find out on it. Why I let you have it. The covers slip off her naked torso & small rounded breasts, as she sits up. Picking up a Teddy Bear as she does. Snuggling and fiddling with it. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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JULIE (CONT’D) Just come fuck me. I’m so fuckin soppy wet, silly. Baby wants you. YOU. Love You bear wants YOU too. She giggles, leans forward, squeezing an “I love you”, “I love you”, “I love you” out of the fuzziness. ACT II INT. FELIX’S FLAT - CURRENT Describe felix getting angry after watching “The Lovely Bones”, pacing around her flat like a caged wolf, into the kitchen unable to contain her fury. FELIX That’s it, I should just go around, just do something. Fuck it, fuck the police, fuck my future. What fucking use have they been any way, I’ve had enough of this crap..! FELIX notices the “China Mobile” phone, plugs it into her computer. It brings it back to life. FELIX (CONT’D) Just calm down, just see if you can download UK software and unlock it, might as well be put to use rather than lost in the move. As she does, she cannot help her self dig into the messages. Straight to the thread PIXIE. FELIX (CONT’D) "It was so lovely to hear your voice today, sounded so sweet and gentle, it set my heart racing"... Because I am sweet & gentle JULIE, I am, as can you be... why I just wanted to talk, to know cutting through it all to just us, so I could put having loved you in a box and lock it away forever..! What I don't get is that even now, this, this feeling just will not fade... what the fuck IS the universe trying to tell me, what the fuck is the Universe playing at to have even thrown us together in the first place... Why can't I hate you, as much as you must surely hate me...?

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FELIX picks up her guitar, starts playing, starts singing to find some solace, some meaning. She stops, hunched over it staring at the phone, tears cannot help themselves. Takes a toke on a joint snatches the bottle of rum off the table and glugs it down like it’s water. FELIX (CONT’D) You fucker, you fucking fucker, why the fuck are you doing this to me, why are you stopping me and why the fuck are you making me think, somewhere, somewhere in there she still loves me, somwhere in there she ever really loved me..! She throws the bottle to smash against the wall. We slide into it’s shards ... INT. FELX’S FLAT - MORNING (JUNE 2011) A Shard of glass fades with a green eye. Blurry eye’d FELIX wraps herself around the fit, streamline form of the equally naked woman in the bed next to her. FELIX sits up slowly wrapping her tangled red hair out of her face. FELIX Shit, I have an my bed. How the erm, yes drunk, bed...mmmm just

(V.O.) utterly stunning woman in hell did I do that?...Er yes my flat, yes my enjoy, SLEEPY.

She melts back down, breathing in the woman’s scent, as she nuzzles past the matted blonde hair that folds down on to her neck. JULIE sits up with a start. FELIX rolls off her sliding under the duvee. JULIE No, NO, FUCK what time is it, what the shittin fucksticks is the time, shit, SHIT!. Where’s my phone, where’s my FUCKING phone! FELIX watches amused, peaking from under the Duvee, smirking. FELIX (sheepishly) Hey. Morning gorgeous lady, I think it’s on the window sill. JULIE double takes the window sill, then FELIX. Picks up the phone, pops it up a just out of it’s embroidered cover and reads the time 10:30.

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JULIE Oh fuck, I’m going to be late! JULIE looks back at FELIX again. JULIE (CONT’D) Shit, I slept with a girl, I cannot believe I slept with a GIRL! I’m into fella’s, into fella’s? Shit, shit, sorry love. FELIX smiles cheekily. JULIE leans over the bed and FELIX to grab some of her clothes strewn on the floor next to it. FELIX watches intently, distinctly focusing on her breasts, hips, bottom, blissful. FELIX (V.O.) How the hell did I manage to pull that? FUCK.! She’s like a model. JULIE Sorry, just your so different, just you, but different. It’s like I could not resist. Your so fucking hot, for a Gingy anyway, he..he. Shit, Gotta get out of here, gotta get to the counselling. FELIX (Ammused) You said, I tend to have that effect on people? In fact you said all of it a lot of the time from the moment we met. Your husband left you and me, well me, it’s what I am, he, he. I can never believe it myself most of the time, I can’t believe you where in my bed, I cannot believe last night. Bloody hell last night, he, he! Even when we where.. JULIE I know, I know love. JULIE stumbles out of the bedroom door now dressed, struggling to get her blue sexy little boots on. We hear the front door to the flat open and close. INT. BRIGHTON CAFE - DAY An arty picture of a crowd at a music festival sits on the wall, next to a stuffed cat & graffiti on canvas. The sun kicks off the fine blonde hair, dyed hair, of JULIE as she slinks back into the sofa.

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She cheekily looks over across the table at the busty brunette, lent forward on the right of the sofa opposite, who sips her tea. Then to the man next to her. Both replying with sly looks in kind, as FELIX gets up of the sofa in front of JULIE, re-ties the hair band keeping her red locks at bay. Close, she kisses JULIE on the lips with a sensual familiarity. Closer, lips curl around hers in return. Sweeping across the blondes cheek she whispers in her ear. FELIX You ok with this yer? I shouldn't be long as doubt it will be too involved, just computer work I hope. Your friends really are SO lovely. EXT. BRIGHTON CAFE - DAY We see the reflection of FELIX approaching the door in it’s glass. Then follow her out of the trendy, eclectic Cafe on to the street. Still fiddling with the hair band in her uncontrollable red locks, a reflection of her visible nerves. INT. BRIGHTON CAFE - DAY The blonde leans forward addressing her two friends with a giggle. JULIE (Flippant) Thank fuck she’s gone, I thought she never would. What IS Mungo playing at, daft ape-uth, has he gone soft or sum-met ? They all burst out laughing. Although the man looks down ,suddenly overly conscious of his own. TRISHA So like Mungo, she can only dream of a miracle now, the stupid bitch. Charo will be pleased. Spoke to Wendy last night and says she’s her typical glorious mess, another fool on the hook but all out for revenge. FREDDERCKE FELIX does have an alluring, submissive delicacy about her. You have to admit. FEDDE takes a sip of his coffee. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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TRISHA Oh fuck her, what sort of name is FELIX for a fucking girl, she had no clue when we commented on that picture. All up her own arse about our medical crap, but out of touch on the fun to be had at a festival. Like she has any ability to fuck, sad lonely excuse for a woman. Completely out of her depth. JULIE Taking about bum holes at least she’s a go-er on anal! They all burst into laughter again. FREDDERCKE Good girl Ju-Ju, good girl, Fedde’s proud. Oh please TRISHA, you’d have liked to have wrapped those ample assets around her admit it..! JULIE Hands of misses and you ya big mahoola she’s mine! FREDDERCKE (chuckling) The only fishiness I’ll be feeding is my real pussy sweetness! TRISHA Mungo’s, Ju-Ju, she’s Mungo’s now! EXT. DAVE & CLEA’S HOUSE - SAME MORNING Establishing a large family home in the suburbs of Brighton. INT. DAVE & CLEA’S HOUSE - KITCHEN - SAME MORNING SKY looks intently, reluctantly moving her breakfast cereal around, as her younger brothers LUDO and JARETH throw theirs around, blow raspberries and pull faces at each other. A radio plays in the background. CLEA (O.S.) Dave, DAVE are you with the kids, I can hear them playing up, I’m trying to get ready here! The kitchen door opens, DAVE slides part way in blowing smoke back through the gap in the door.

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CLEA (O.S.) (CONT’D) For fucks sake Dave your not smoking a bloody joint again are you! Dave frantically put’s it out outside the door and gently closes it. DAVE No dear, I’ve not touched that stuff in months, I was just too close to the radio. We hear CLEA coming down the stairs, then see her in the hallway. CLEA I heard the door sweetheart. Bloody hell look at the state of the boys. DAVID! DAVE is now sitting next to SKY playing with her food and being as silly as the boys. SKY reluctantly smiles, then cannot help but giggle as daddy tickles her under the armpit. CLEA has grabbed some wipes and is busy cleaning up the boys. Are you saying. man and FORGET,

CLEA (CONT’D) listening to a word I’m bloody Oh just give me a kiss you stupid bugger off to work. Oh and DO NOT your doing the school run, OK.!

DAVE picks up his suit jacket and starts to put it on as he kisses his wife on the lips. DAVE You gotta love me though ging-ger. Will do! He then gives her a firm slap on the arse. CLEA Not in front of the bloody kids..YOU.! She smiles a cheeky smile. He turns around, winks and makes a click sound as he opens the front door. DAVE Later’s misses! EXT./INT DAVE & CLEA’S HOUSE/ DAVE’S CAR DAVE gets into his car, closes the door, turns the car on. The radio burst into life tuned to World Rock.

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Eagerly, he get’s out his iPhone unlocks it and proceeds to write a text to FUCK BUNNY. DAVE (TEXT) Oui, why the fuck you not sucking my cock, right now..he..he :P He waits a few moments. DAVE (CONT’D) Oh fuck this! He digs in to his iPhone then presses a button on the radio pannel. DAVE (CONT’D) Thank fuck for that, what sort of hippy shit was that! The iPhone pings. FUCK BUNNY (TEXT) Fuck off, baby dick, lol, got my own Gingger here fella :P DAVE (TEXT) So what about plans, bucket muff :P The iPhone pings back. FUCK BUNNY (TEXT) Don’t know yet, gotta keep it quick, gotta baby sit gingy & take her to meet the crew, tell more when can. KK DAVE (TEXT) Just drag her along after. We can introduce her Mr Dave’s twizal stick & induct her into our sort of fun. If she’s corruptible of course. Now just think of eating my spunk off ikle YKH..tee..hee..! :P DAVE (CONT’D) Fuck, need a wank now..! INT. BUS - DAY We hear the sound of the zip to FELIX’s make-up bag. FELIX opens her compact and re-applies some lipstick, then some eyeliner, within the mirrors reflection worry is written across her brow as she draws her finger across her forehead.

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FELIX then looks up to the driver mirror and within this reflection see he’s in a mood. MATCH CUT TO: INT. BUS 2 - DAY The reflection of an ordinary looking, relatively thin, friendly and enthusiastic driver. Being conjenial as people get off. (Note:- Include dialogue) He then gets out of his booth to help an old lady off with her shopping trolly. INT. BUS - DAY FELIX starts typing a text to PIXIE on her rudimentary phone. FELIX (TEXT) I’ll txt you to let you know I’m there, then txt you in 10 to let you know I’m Safe. If you don’t hear use the address I sent & call the cops. Love you Pixie xx She put it back in her back then, re-ties her hair feeling it’s out of control again. EXT. BRIGHTON CAFE - AFTERNOON JULIE, FREDDE and TRISHA leaving. EXT. MUNGO’S HOUSE INT. MUNGO’S HOUSE INT. PIZZA RESTAURANT - AFTERNOON MUNGO giving JULIE a heads up that it’s all gone pear shaped. The confusion on the phone, JULIE in a panic, because FELIX is and is struggling because she’s been drugged. INT. FELX’S FLAT - AFTERNOON Rewrite to reflect last time FELIX spends any time with JULIE, rather than the original scene expansion. Breakaways talking to JAZZ on her mobile in the loo.

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Holding her clothes managing to get her panties and jeans on. JULIE (V.O.) Mmm, but that beardyness is sooo good, and those yummy boobies. What the FUCK am I’m thinking I like boys. BOYS, GIRLS, BOYS FUCK IT?! FELIX intuition notices something. FELIX Good init. He..he She starts to suckle LIZ’s Chin, now both standing next to the bed, THE BLONDE reluctantly attempting to leave. JULIE Oh but the lips, just stay like that She steals a soft kiss holding her lips then starts to kiss their corners. FELIX Mmm that cute ikle nose & pixie ears Liz starts to move to kiss her nose, THE BLONDE stops her with her own lips. JULIE NO Gingy, not yet. As she kisses and nibbles down LIZ’s neck. Then starts to suckle her breasts. JULIE (CONT’D) Mmmm. Boobies. FELIX Mmm sooo nice..wants your’s mmm that curve. JULIE Fuck quickly, I’ve gotta go Gingy. Awe stop making it hard. Stop being so yummy. As JULIE slides up stealing a kiss on the way and a suckle of beardyness. Allowing LIZ to kiss and suckle her nose and ears. FELIX Awww Pixie cuteness... As JULIE straightens up further revealing just how tall she is and just how LIZ is just at perfect Boob height. LIZ starts to kiss the line that marks the fall of her right breast. © Girly Films, all rights reserved, 2013

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FELIX (CONT’D) Mmmmm... She pulls away reluctantly. They briefly grab a tender kiss. THE BLONDE resisting wanting that beardyness & all the cuteness that has her fired up. JULIE Grrr, Gotta go Gingy, I’ll text ya love.

Although drawn from real autobiographical experiences, all names have be changed and events fictionalized. As such they are not representative of any real individuals or events. Any similarities to individuals with similar names to existing characters and similarity to real historical events is purely coincidental.