SCENE ONE RIGHT SCREEN INT
mid shot
We see the female lying on the sofa, it is apparent she is
naked but not revealing much lying on her front, swinging
her legs a bit.
FEMALE
I feel his hands running over my
clothes. Itching to get to my skin.
No never means anything anymore
does it?... I say I have a
boyfriend even though I don't, just
to make him back away. He comes in
closer tugging at my shirt. I try
and push him back and get away. But
men win. They always do. No female
has a voice anymore, no one hears
us scream and shout when we need
help. We're only heard when we take
our clothes off.
Close up now of Female's face, we see her tuck hair behind
her ear, we see smudged red lipstick around her lips and
mascara stains. Her skin looks sore.
FEMALE
He tells me it's okay to be scared,
it makes it more exciting as I'm
trying to get out of his hands.
Nothing I do lets me get out of his
tight grip. He gets rough,
scratching my skin to take my
clothes off. Lying me down as I am
crying begging for him to stop. He
mounts me like some lifeless being
I feel. Pushing himself down on me
he forces in, me crying and
screaming as I do. I have given Up
now at this point and let the
feeling take over me. Staring at
the ceiling until it's over.
Mid shot of Female's torso now as she is sat up on the sofa,
still naked, but only seeing her stomach and underboob. She
runs her hands over her skin as her voice plays over the
top.
FEMALE
He finishes, pulling himself off
me, throwing my clothes at me like
some lifeless emotionless being. He
turns to me and says
MAN
We should do that again sometime.
That was really good
FEMALE
I try to crack a smile. Knowing
what he's done to me. He thinks I
would want this again? I have no
voice, I couldn't speak. I have
lost everything in this night. I
have no dignity. No one will
respect me. He will tell people I
was begging for it. People will
gossip. They always do. He's
destroyed me, all trust and faith I
had in men has gone. I am nothing
now thanks to him, I shall carry
this with me forever.
We see Female getting distressed as she drags her hands
around and across her body in a frantic manor
FEMALE
I pick my clothes up, shaking as I
do. I am tired, sore and scared. I
walk out. People staring from all
the noise I was making. No one
dared to help, nor see if what was
going on was okay. People are so
afraid of the power men have. They
have such power and control over
women they will never know. We are
weak to them and malleable, they
can use us, pick us up and drop us
in an instant. I guess that's just
the nature of them. Deaf to the
word no.
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Friday, 20 October 2017
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