Tài liệu Writing the short film 3th - Part 51 pptx

Amanda stands alone on her front porch with the last

few years of her life thrown at her feet. Ever so gently,

she crouches down and reaches for the precious papers.

Her eyes well up as she’s left to collect her innermost

thoughts.

CUT TO:

INT. DEAD LETTER OFFICE—NEXT MORNING

Thomas lays amongst bags of letters, sound asleep.

Sunlight streams into the office. Particles of dust

highlighted like crystal.

He pries each eye open with some difficulty, rolls his

head to one side, and scuttles backwards. He quickly

smoothes over his eyebrows.

Amanda sits on a pile of letters, calmly watching him.

Thomas’s bike is parked behind her.

They say nothing, merely contemplating each other’s

presence.

Thomas opens his mouth but Amanda speaks first.

AMANDA

I followed you. From my house.

Silence.

THOMAS

It was an accident. Everything that happened was

a mistake.

AMANDA

How did you get my letters?

THOMAS

I work here . . . in the office. I didn’t mean any

harm. Everything just happened so quick, I wasn’t

ready.

AMANDA

Who are you?

THOMAS

My name’s Thomas.

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