Why do I feel this way? Why am I so emotional? Why do things have to feel so trivial...and existential? Is it because I'm selfish, and I value my life? Or do I want things in order; razor thin like a knife? Why do things matter? Why do I care? Do I dare to explore? Do I even dare? I guess I'm scared of the pain, the fear of being wrong. Where does that leave me? Where do I belong? The unknown is what's so jarring, and beyond my own grasp. I try to ignore it, but my mind begins to relapse. Will I ever be satisfied? Will I know for sure? It seems I'm looking for answers, but without a cure. I guess I'll keep looking. Which is only fair. I'm desperate for answers. And that's why I care.
Come all ye introverts! Come out and Play!
The crowds have all dwindled, what do you say?
The streets are all barren, and no cars are in sight.
So it's safe to go out, and have a good night.
All the extroverts are sick, and the events are all closed.
Which means there's more room to roam, I suppose.
I know that you're cautious, and I know that you're scared.
But I think you'll be all right, since you're prepared.
You don't have to socialize; you don't have to mingle.
You can travel by yourself; as a single.
Take a deep breath; breathe in that fresh air.
It's all that I ask; it's only fair.
Do as you will, it's your decision to make.
Go right
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – THE NEXT FEW DAYS
DINA slowly wakes up to the sound of a heart monitor. To her left are a bouquet of flowers, and “get well soon” cards. To her right, Sasha is dosing off in her hospital chair. She has stitching on her forehead, and a few bruises over her eye.
DINA
(Still in pain)
Sasha?
SASHA
Dina. Thank God you’re awake. How are you feeling?
(Pause)
Sorry; stupid question.
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EXT. UNKOWN – UNKNOWN
Light pours in through everything; no boundaries; no borders.
DINA is alone. Silence.
DINA looks around. What is she standing on? Where is she standing?
DINA walks around. Everything looks the same.
A figure appears in the distance. Getting closer. A familiar face.
DINA looks closer and sees her father.
DINA
Dad?
DAD
Diana?
DINA
Dad?
(Runs to him)
Dad!
They embrace. They embrace for
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INT. BACKSTAGE – EVENING
Light begins to pour into DINA’s eyes slowly but surely.
Her vision begins to clear. She’s tied up and has duct tape over her mouth.
DINA begins to struggle.
A figure appears from the shadows; natural light hitting the broken lens. SHELDON’s secret is exposed. DINA is muffling underneath the tape.
SHELDON
Hello, Dina…or should I just call you Diana since you don’t work here anymore.
Honestly I could care less what you call yourself…it’s still egotistical to say the
least.
EXT. “ROB’S CLUB” – MORNING
It’s a bright and sunny morning. DINA is opting for a fresh start, and ready to head inside. DINA stops in front of the building to find the “closed” sign still on the door. She waits for a moment to see if ROB is still around. DINA pushes on the door to find it unlocked. She takes a deep breath and gingerly heads inside. The place seems to be deserted; nobody in sight. DINA pulls up a chair at the bar and waits for ROB. While waiting, SHELDON appears from ROB’s Office to greet the surprisingly reserved DINA. SHELDON appears to be sweating, his hair is a mess, and the
INT. “2 SENSE RECORDS” – EARLY EVENING
ROB and DINA enter through the front entrance to find rows of boxes filled with records. Each row had a particular genre, and is listed by artist. DINA begins to scroll through the selections.
DINA
So, out of curiosity, what kind of bands do you like?
ROB
Mostly “The Grateful Dead”, “Led Zeppelin”, “Pink Floyd”…you know, just to
name a few.
DINA
EXT. LAKE VIEW CEMETERY – MID AFTERNOON – 2 WEEKS LATER
DINA crouches on the cold, hard ground with her mouth behind her knees. She sits there in silence.
Half an acre away, DINA notices a figure resembling ROB walking towards a specific tombstone. He sets down a bouquet of flowers on that tombstone, salutes, and walks away without another word.
As ROB is in a far enough distance, DINA walks toward that grave. Inscribed on that headstone is a Marine Corps symbol with “Here Lies Lt. Adrian Cronkite, (1945-1969)”. Lying on the ground next to the headstone is the bouquet of yellow roses and a Marine Corps sash.
DINA dis
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INT. DINA’S APARTMENT – MORNING
Upon awakening, DINA experiences a massive headache from the hangover. Checking the time, DINA notices her phone to be vibrating. DINA holds the phone in front of her as it says “10 missed calls”. She presses a button and holds the phone up to her ear.
VOICEMAIL
You have 10 unheard messages. First message:
ROB (V.O.)
Hi Dina, this is Rob; I’m calling to remind you that Sasha
is taking over for tonight so you can take it easy for a little