Monday 19 December 2011

Script

“NOWHERE TO BE FOUND”

FADE IN:
EXT. WOODS. DAY.
Tall trees loom above as black birds noisily swoop overhead contrasting against the white sky.

INT.KITCHEN TABLE. DAY
A small framed photograph of a soldier lies on a wooden table covered with old black and white photographs, greetings cards, postcards and newspaper clippings.

INT. KITCHEN TABLE. DAY
MARIE BROWN, a twenty-two year old woman sits at the kitchen table in her navy blue polka dot sleek dress, her mouth drops a little as she reads through a letter clasped in her small hand. She neatly places a hand on her perfectly styled dark hair and sits back in the wooden chair. After a moment, she slaps the letter back on the table, quickly stands up and walks off.

EXT. WOODS. FROSTY DAY
MARIE clasps a baby close to her chest in attempt to stay warm. Wearing a knee-length cream coloured Mack MARIE wearily steps towards the dark woods and glances around her, her breath visible until she disappears into the darkness.

EXT.WOODS.DAY
The baby is neatly wrapped in a warm pink blanket placed next to a small wooden structure deep within the woods. Sticks are entwined with each other creating a small shelter from the harsh weather.

EXT.WOODS.DAY
MARIE walks through the woods, this time she does not carry a baby clutched to her chest. She instead carries sadness on her face. Quietly stepping delicately over fallen trees and sticks she makes her way back through the woods. A Faint sound of chopping is heard in the background.

EXT.WOODS.DAY
A woodchopper chops wood deep within the woods surrounded by trees. He suddenly stops and looks up.

EXT.WOODS.DAY
Marie’s delicate, small feet run by, the floor passing under her feet rapidly. She is quickly followed by the large heavy footsteps of the woodchopper. A large axe reflects the sunlight as it is swooped down in one chop.

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