I know that weeks ago I promised I'd actually post up a scene each week , and I know I haven't, so sorry about that - but I'm putting that little idea on hiatus for the moment as my priority is to edit another script, and get this one finished!
Here's the extract, enjoy!
INT. KITCHEN, MARION'S HOUSE: AFTERNOON
A large living-room in a Victorian terrace house. Hoovering with headphones on, headbanging to the song Who Do You Want to Be Today? by Sumo Cyco is MARION, 36, wearing an Iron Maiden T-shirt.
She stops as her mobile vibrates. She whips off her headphones, kicks the hoover off with her foot and checks the back pocket of her trousers.
She pulls out a red flip-phone - no. Checks next pocket, black android phone - yes.
Hi Marion. Its me.
Hey, what's up? If you're asking what wine to bring, anything but red.
I can't make dinner.
What?! Of course you can make dinner.
INT. SOHO RESTAURANT, DINING AREA: AFTERNOON
Charlie plods through the dining area of the restaurant where decorators are painting and electricians fitting trendy lights.
I can't, I feel sick. I'm going home.
It's probably just stress and overwork. I have yucky days like that too. You probably need a break. Come over.
Charlie pauses in the restaurant's small foyer.
Look I have a migraine, and a neck ache. I just... I just want to go to bed. I think I have the flu. I even canceled all my appointments.
Oh. (beat) You must be ill, how are you getting back to your apartment? Do you want me or Danny to come meet you? Pick you up?
I'm fine. The subway's not far.
If you're sure?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm sure. I just want to go sleep. I'll talk to you later.
He rings off and walks off into the rain.
INT. LONDON TUBE STATION: AFTERNOON
Charlie is walking with a stream of people going down steps into the underground. He looks extremely tired, and keeps getting bumped and brushed by other people.
He reaches the platform and leaning against the wall pulls his water bottle from his pocket. Before he can unscrew the cap though a wind kicks up, and the train rockets into the station. It's very full.
The doors slide open and Charlie jumps on.
No seats - he grabs onto the pole above him as more people cram in, leaning his forehead against the metal. Next to him a young man with piercings is listening to thudding music.
The doors bleep and close. The tube train starts off.
There's silence as it roars along. Just the swaying, rocking train.
Suddenly Charlie just collapses. He clips several people as he falls, and smacks into the floor. People gasp, and ask if he's okay.
The young man with piercings, immediately pulls out his earphones and kneels to check Charlie. He takes his pulse.
He then pulls out his phone and starts dialing.
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