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.
Projects and research regarding the development of my degree
Friday, 20 October 2017
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