WRITTEN BY STEVE Mc QUEEN ANd ABI MORGAN
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. (c) cOPYRIGHT 2010 NEw AmSTERDAm FILmS LImITED, cHANNEL FOuR TELEVISION cORPORATION AND THE BRITISH FILm INSTITuTE. NO PORTION OF THIS ScRIPT mAY BE PERFORmED, PuBLISHED, REPRODucED, SOLD OR DISTRIBuTED BY ANY mEANS, OR QuOTED OR PuBLISHED IN ANY mEDIum, INcLuDING ANY wEB SITE, wITHOuT THE PRIOR wRITTEN cONSENT OF NEw AmSTERDAm FILmS LImITED, cHANNEL FOuR TELEVISION cORPORATION AND THE BRITISH FILm INSTITuTE. DISPOSAL OF THIS ScRIPT cOPY DOES NOT ALTER ANY OF THE RESTRIcTIONS SET FORTH ABOVE.
Written by Steve McQueen and Abi Morgan
See-Saw Films 25 Fouberts Place London W1F 7QF Tel: +44 203 301 6268
INT. BEDROOM. APARTMENT. DAWN. BRANDON SULLIVAN [early 30’s] lies staring up caught in a disarray of sheets untilThe PEEP PEEP PEEP of an alarm clock, from deep within a distant apartment. The MUFFLED PAD of FOOTSTEPS crossing overheadBRANDON listens then gets up, pulls blinds and heads out towards the bathroomThe SOUND of his feet disappearing down a distant corridor. The MURMUR of an answer phone as we hear BRANDON peeing, in a far off bathroom. 2 INT. PLATFORM. SUBWAY. DAWN. BRANDON stands, looking down, watching untilA SUDDEN breeze, the subway train oncomingBRANDON boards. The doors GLIDE SHUTBRANDON just visible through the window of the train, walking towards a distant seat. 3 INT. TRAIN. SUBWAY. MORNING. BRANDON crowded haggard of him. sits, eyes casually tracing over the faces in the train. A HOMELESS MAN sits, further along the car, and grey, and sleeping, the seat empty, either side He looks more like a pile of clothes. 3 2
BRANDON turns back. The reflection of an PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL caught in the glass opposite. 4 INT. CORRIDOR. APARTMENT. DAWN. BRANDON padding naked along a corridor. He flicks on an answer machine in passingFEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE Hey...It’s me?...Pick Up.. Pick Up... He enters the bathroom. 4
I find you inconsolable. She looks away..BOARDROOM. with BRANDON’s computer. Their seduction continues through the collage of colors and bodies. APARTMENT.2. sits in a packed meeting room. 7 INT..Companies would refuse to look to the future. 5 INT. CORRIDOR. a kind of white noise. BRANDON resumes staring. 8 INT. DAVID FISHER. The IT TECHNICIAN just visible wheeling a cart away. A HOMELESS MAN head lolling.S. DAVID (CONT'D) That is what the cynics used to say. 6 INT. grazing her lips....I find you invasive.) I find you disgusting. catching the eye ofA PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL seated opposite. the shutting of the door and the shower being switched on. a pitch just audible. The answer machine message drowned by the flushing of the toilet. APARTMENT. We hear BRANDON peeing in the bathroom. DAWN. and yetDAVID (O. MORNING. sat alone at the end of a busy car. SUBWAY. CORRIDOR. We see their eyes looking at each other. the whisper of a smile. BRANDON considers. DAWN. BRANDON’s eyes teasing overThe fall of the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL’s hairThe dip in her collarboneHer nail polish with French manicureBRANDON looks at her.They’d say ‘Can we stop this virus”? The scratch of a pencil against paper-
. She looks back through the bodies of commuters. OFFICE . 8 7 6 5
BRANDON. [early/ late 40’s] BRANDON’s boss. DAY.
S. Drink? BRANDON (CONT’D) ALEXA No thank you. NIGHT. growing more and more with a momentum that is unstoppable. DAVID(O. BRANDON to the front door and opens it to reveal an ATTRACTIVE WOMAN (ALEXA) Hi. Eventually.3. some inane kid snorting the entire load of his mother’s spice cupboard and posts that on You Tube.. MARIANNE [mid/late 20’s] seated further along the table. sliding down a cup in front of BRANDON. BRANDON ALEXA BRANDON Come in. facing COLLEAGUE #1. APARTMENT. distracted by the IT TECHNICIAN who is replacing the computer in his office. BRANDON sits distracted.their cynicism would turn to awe. They would watch as it would become the buzzword amongst high school kids everywhere. moving with stealth amongst those you need to affect.
. She walks into the apartment as he closes the door. FRONT DOOR. a descent into hell. BRANDON looks across the hall. DAVID (CONT’D) Now.) (CONT’D) As if it was a negative progression. Hi. A glass door opensThe PRETTY ASSISTANT brings in coffee.
BRANDON steps aside to let the ATTRACTIVE WOMAN in.
INT. steals a look at BRANDON.
waiting. APARTMENT. 11 INT. This Way. We hear BRANDON turn on the shower. 11
BRANDON gestures to his room. A tidy bedroomBRANDON lies on the bed watching.. APARTMENT. BEDROOM. BRANDON follows. Finally putting her earrings on the bedside table. The SOUND of BRANDON getting upThe SOUND of blinds being raisedCLOSE UP of a discarded earring on the carpet.. ALEXA (CONT’D)
ALEXA puts the money in her bag. BRANDON picks up money from the table and give it to ALEXA. MORNING. The SHARP TONE of the answer machine flicked on in passingAudible from the corridorFEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE Hey. ALEXA starts to take her top off. BRANDON padding naked along a corridor. BRANDON
ALEXA continues slowly.. FEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D) Pick Up.4. BRANDON reaches up to pull her onto the bed. it’s me. tosses it aside.. Slowly. BRANDON walks towards the kitchen and we hear him pour a glass of water.
INT. Perfect. and continues taking off her bra and panties. ALEXA turns and walks away. Pick Up. NIGHT. She counts it and nods to BRANDON.
looking over at the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL sitting oppositeThe train moves on. sinking deep between her thighs-
BRANDON sits.. barely visible. DAWN. APARTMENT. after a while stopping at another platform... letting the water wash over him. BRANDON’s eyes travel down over the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL’s legs and upShe opens them a little. BATHROOM. FEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D)
BRANDON turns on the light. 12
BRANDON in the shower. PEOPLE get off.5. DAWN. SUBWAY. FEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D)
BRANDON crosses the hall and enters the toilet. moving back and forth. a sense of movement. (SIGHS) Fuck! DEAD TONE The CALLER hangs up BRANDON re-appears and closes the bathroom door 12 INT. the dip of her skirt. puts down his glass and urinates. flushes toilet. steps off screen FEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D) This is me Calling you. FEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D) (whispers) Brandon Where are you?Brandon? Brandon? (louder) Brandon. PEOPLE get on. his hand. The fall of the showerBRANDON stands. 13 INT. Urghhh! BRANDON finishes.
A moment later. It’s almost like fighting a downward river. Hand reaching out and clenching a metal pole for stability. OFFICE. BRANDON is blocked by a MALE PASSENGER as he gets out in quick pursuit of the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL. 16 INT. He cleans the seat with toilet paper.6. BRANDON reaches the summit. She looks up. Both are frozen to the spot. caught in a mutual moment. DAY. Suddenly she stands and makes her way to the train door. OFFICE. He looks left at one staircase. 14
The train door bolts open and the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL disembarks. A sudden moment of disappointment crosses his face. 14 INT. touching her as he stands behind her. People ascend. He looks right at another staircase. BRANDON’s breath. BRANDON’s hand reaches for the pole too. A pink fluffy gonk or the like stuck to the screen. 15 INT. dejected. She lets her fingers fall in her lap. BRANDON is several paces behind now. The tail of her coat vanishes at the top of the stairs. pursues. revealing a wedding ring. People are walking into his path as he struggles to keep pace with the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL. She turns left into a stairwell. MEN’S TOILETS. 15
BRANDON walks into his office and to his desk. heavy on her neck. stands. stops in his tracks. MORNING. shuts and locks the door. senses BRANDON watching. He descends the staircase. BRANDON shifts a little in his seat to get a better look through the crowd. SUBWAY. He has lost her. There is a gentle unison contact. CUBICLE.
. heart thumpingA bare space where BRANDON’s computer once was and next to it a replacement computer. and starts to masturbate. People come in and out of the turnstiles on the right-hand side. Other passengers ascend. DAY. 16
BRANDON walks into a toilet cubicle. to be greeted by a wrought-iron gate. flushes.
WOMAN comes out nodding her thanks. Someone could have told me. BRANDON exits. STREET. NIGHT. 18 EXT. BRANDON nods. OFFICE . 17 INT. swigs a Red Bull in his handsCool. BRANDON Yeah. 19
. A TAP on the doorBRANDON enters DAVID’s office. He slows by the revolving doors. 19 INT. Cool. DAVID Some kind of Virus. BRANDON 17
BRANDON (CONT’D) I walk in and it’s not there? And I get some kind of replacement? DAVID Some kind of virus. BRANDON looks through his vast record collection and carefully puts a disk on the record player. spots a mother with buggy about to come out of the other door and hurries over to open the door for her. DAY. DAVID is lost in paperwork. I know.DAVID’S OFFICE. They’re stripping it all out. looking up from his desk.7. APARTMENT. 18 BRANDON
BRANDON is walking with shopping bags. BRANDON Do you know what’s going on with my computer? DAVID They took it. BRANDON’S APARTMENT BUILDING.
in the dark.. And then steady monotonous ring of a telephone close by.. He takes it out.. considering the left over take out resting on the shelf.. NIGHT. LIVING ROOM.. fingers absently tapping the keyboardA distant whir of a car alarm. The bright serenade of his laptop opening. Music continues to surround the apartment. BRANDON smilesFEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D) It’s the very worse kind of cancer. BRANDON barely wavers as it clicks onto answer machineThe HEAVY DEAD TONE of the answer machine as the caller’s message kicks inFEMALE CALLER ON ANSWER MACHINE OK..8. APARTMENT. (sniggers) BRANDON 22 21
.Me. A flyer for an fancy take out flaps under a magnet on the fridge door.. flipping open a bottle of beer in a familiar move and banging the door shut with his back. A comfortable apartmentBRANDON spoons Chinese take out into his mouth. LIVING ROOM. Of the vulvaBRANDON switches off the answer machine. Sighs. and returns to his laptop. far off. NIGHT. APARTMENT...I have one week to live. 22 INT.I have cancer. KITCHEN. 20 INT. He ignores it. BRANDON resumes.I’m dying. 21 INT.. APARTMENT.again. sliding down in front a laptop resting on his desk.. banging up against one another as BRANDON opens the fridge doorBRANDON peers in. BRANDON.. NIGHT. 20
The chink of beer bottles. watching pornography on his laptopBRANDON’s cell phone rings.
HOTEL ROOM. DAY. BRANDON You’re such a dick STEVEN (O. MARIANNE is on the phone in a busy office 25 INT. DAY.) (thru computer) (Moans) 23 EXT. STREET. looking out across the office. 26 25 24
BRANDON. 24 INT. man? BRANDON once again looks up toward MARIANNE.BRANDON’S OFFICE. DAY. lost in conversation on her cellphoneCUTE NEIGHBOR (in greeting) BRANDON 23
Hey. STEVEN’s reflection in the window. we see him screw up a piece of paper and throw it at BRANDON. seemingly in a trance. A beautiful dayBRANDON’s face now fresh.BRANDON’S OFFICE.S. eyes fixed on MARIANNE in her glass cubicle.9. BRANDON shakes his head. 26 INT.S.) What are you doing. OFFICE .
BRANDON juggling cellphone. heading off to work. watching the sway of her ass. Profile of MARIANNE’s bare back. WOMAN (O. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. unaware of BRANDON staring. keys and satchel. BRANDON’S FANTASY. OFFICE . passingA CUTE NEIGHBOR heading into the building.
slapping BRANDON on the back. (SNIFFS) I love women in suits. Cheers. DAVID now appears in front of BRANDON.CONFERENCE ROOM. The thump of musicBRANDON. 28 CLIENT 27
INT.10. From afar. AFTER WORK BAR. DAVID and OTHERS wedged in a leather booth.S. NIGHT. Just visible. DAY. ALL chink glasses DAVID (CONT’D) Get a new tie. to propose a toast. in the conference room-
BRANDON inside with the CLIENTS and DAVID. DAVID (WHISTLES) Alright. If you’ll just please make yourselves at home. I love women in suits. DAVID (O. OFFICE . Male camaraderie.) It falls upon me. 29 INT. MARIANNE on the phone. the sense of celebration. A sense of camaraderie. DAVID. The meeting at an end. 27 INT. ALL Look off-screen at the women. several shots and beer down. DAVID I hope my wife appreciates it. DAY. as your beloved boss. To Success. nods to him. please. and greets a group of CLIENTS. (snigger) COLLEAGUES 29
DAVID Oh my goodness. OFFICE. gentlemen. the table littered with beers.
. Thank you.
DAVID (CONT’D) We could talk business.Count me down. BRANDON (CONT’D) DAVID STEVEN
BRANDON Twenty bucks says he fucks it up. NIGHT.3...OK.. I would rearrange my life. Grey suit? BRANDON
DAVID I’m gonna go talk to her. BRANDON You should go talk to her. usually I do him on scotch. 30 INT.2. BRANDON Yeah you should BRANDON fist bumps with DAVID 5. DAVID OK. DAVID walks up to the bar behind the women. Boom. Wow.11. Incoming RACHEL 30
DAVID Hi. BRANDON starts to stand.4. excuse me. ELIZABETH Ash is amazing LOREN How’s it humping an old man? ELIZABETH Well.
. Have fun. AFTER WORK BAR... she’s beautiful..1.
I don’t want to beat around the bush.
. (TO ELIZABETH) Listen. ELIZABETH (OVER)
DAVID My name’s David. we were thinking shots. I think you’re absolutely gorgeous. how are you? (TO RACHEL) David. Rachel. nice to meet you. LOREN
DAVID Hi. can I buy you a drink? (TO ALL) Can I buy you all drinks? ELIZABETH Sure. DAVID I would love that. (TO ELIZABETH) Listen. (TO LOREN) Hi. why not. What are you guys drinking? What do you want? ELIZABETH Well.12. I’m David. Hi. DAVID shakes hands with LOREN and RACHEL Loren. I don’t mean to be rude. That would be my pleasure. Hi David. ELIZABETH
DAVID shakes hands with ELIZABETH Elizabeth Elizabeth ELIZABETH (CONT’D) DAVID
ELIZABETH (OVER) Nice to meet you DAVID It’s a beautiful name. RACHEL
DAVID Nice to meet you.
ELIZABETH sips her drink. Hmm. the flutter of her lashes oddly fragile. hey. DAVID You were thinking shots? Sure. bartender. Love it. Blue or green? The SUITED WOMAN closes her eyes. DAVID I can see you’re very successful. LOREN ELIZABETH DAVID
LOREN Play the game. Yeah. is attention to detail and. ELIZABETH closes her eyes What game? DAVID
ELIZABETH turns to DAVID ELIZABETH Ok. er.13. DAVID (TO BAR TENDER) (CONT’D) Excuse me. DAVID Love it.. ELIZABETH
DAVID We just did shots of tequila. in waiting until-
. Would you guys like a shot of tequila? ELIZABETH Bring it on.. I think part of the secret to my success is. Bartender? Can we get four shots of your finest tequila? Thank you very much. Detail? Yeah.
DAVID Blue or green? Brown. (TO BRANDON) Listen. Detail man. That’s. resigned. DAVID (CONT’D) This guy. I don’t know how you change the colour of your eyes like that. Wow. BRANDON slides down next to DAVID. fucking nailed it today. hey buddy. ELIZABETH Yeah. BRANDON
The SUITED WOMAN flicks open her eyes. They spring open to reveal brown eyesDAVID hesitates. How do you do that so quickly? Wow.. That’s a real talent. smiles. I like this game.. ELIZABETH (OVER)
DAVID That’s amazing. Blue. back from the washroom. you fucking nailed it. DAVID (CONT’D) That’s Brown. DAVID Hey buddy. Amazing. You’re the man. DAVID I like games. it’s green. Green.. (TO BRANDON) I want you to know. throws his arms up. right here. DAVID puts an arm around BRANDON. detail man. OK ELIZABETH
ELIZABETH closes her eyes. we’re playing a game here. Your pitch? (TO ELIZABETH) Amazing. (sudden change of tac) Green. (TO ELIZABETH) Close your eyes again.
. DAVID Fuck Off. DAVID You know what? Excuse me.. Loren. I have it. We need another shot. ELIZABETH (OVER) See. please. you’re just making that up. Close your eyes. no. (TO LOREN) Alright you. Hey. ELIZABETH (OVER) (TO BAR TENDER)
ELIZABETH (TO DAVID) (CONT’D) No. DAVID turns to BRANDON Blue. ELIZABETH
. ELIZABETH You can have his shot. I had it. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) LOREN DAVID
ELIZABETH (TO BAR TENDER) You can put these on me. Thank you. I told you that. Sure. ELIZABETH passes BRANDON a shot. DAVID No. DAVID He’s just. He’s good.. DAVID Ill get the next round.15.. Blue. Loren. He’s just picking colors randomly. BRANDON LOREN
DAVID That’s.. no.
I wrote this song. andDAVID (OVER) To nailing it. DAVID Listen. DAVID You’re a strong. ALL down their shots DAVID (reacts to the strong drink) Oh. BRANDON So what do you girls do for fun? ELIZABETH Fun? Er. Cheers. The others all raise their glasses Cheers ALL
ELIZABETH To nailing it.. DAVID holds out his hand to ELIZABETH
. ELIZABETH (OVER) Thank you. I love this song. DAVID mimics karate moves DAVID (Mimics ninja sounds) DAVID (CONT’D) You hear this song. Fuck. Cheers ELIZABETH raises her glass. Yes. I like that. cheers. ELIZABETH Success. independent woman. karate. BRANDON (UNDER) To nailing it.16. (Chuckles) BRANDON
ELIZABETH (reacts to the strong drink) Whoah.. I like that.
Erm. BRANDON looking on. alright. DAVID (CONT’D) And I would love it if you would dance with me to this son that I wrote for you.. spinning. DAVID (O. Let’s go on the dance floor.) (CONT’D) I’ll bring her back. DAVID pulls ELIZABETH onto the dance floor. It’s fun. Mwah! You’re beautiful. Come on. ELIZABETH
DAVID takes ELIZABETH’s hand. pulling her closer. One song. Wooh!
The pulsing thump of music. spinning. DAVID is insistent. 31 INT. Fine. lingering on BRANDON as DAVID stumbles. Swear to God. Come on.S. come on. You’re a fun girl. Alright..S.DANCEFLOOR. ELIZABETH (UNDER)
BRANDON turns to watch them on the dance floor. the latest cutting edge soundsDAVID pulls ELIZABETH into dancing. at first playful and funny. It’ll be fun. the SUITED WOMAN’s eyes grazing his. spinning. DAVID There you go. come on. ELIZABETH
DAVID Yeah. come on. Oh.) Come one. drawing her into a frenzied awkward dance. DAVID
DAVID tugs her arm playfully DAVID (CONT’D) Come on. AFTER WORK BAR . it’s fun.17. DAVID (O. NIGHT. Come on.
You know why I didn’t get it right the first time? Because it’s. ok. hold on. it’s like a collage.)
ELIZABETH and DAVID are amongst the dancers on the floor. they’re beautiful. one more time. No. Let me see your hand. ELIZABETH. We see BRANDON through the dancers.. ok. I just got to talk to you one more time. ok. DAVID is performing enthusiastically. ok. BRANDON LOREN (O.S. OK. LOREN BRANDON
LOREN Are you sure? I’m sure.18. DAVID smiles. let me see your hand. Listen. slow. Hold on. NIGHT. pursuing ELIZABETH and her friends up the street. 32
DAVID struggling to push his arm through the twisted sleeve of his jacket. DAVID (CONT’D) Your eyes. gently coaxing her in the opposite directionBRANDON hails a cab. watching. (Laughs) BRANDON
RACHEL and LOREN walk off to the dance floor Dance? No.. glances at BRANDON. 32 EXT. doing up his coat. listen. DAVID Ok. AFTER WORK BAR. BRANDON comes out of the club. BRANDON watches the duo dancing LOREN I’m grabbing her purse ‘cos she’s gonna get robbed and roofied. ok. Looks away at DAVID haranguing the trio. DAVID continues haranguing ELIZABETH
A cab pulls up. That’s so much fun when you play that game. gives him a kiss and stumbles into the cab. BRANDON opens the cab door and waits with the taxi. he’s going uptown. Wanna ride? BRANDON smilesSure. BRANDON I’ll see you tomorrow The cab pulls away. DAVID Come on. STREET. jacket half on. DAVID (CONT’D) Look at those eyes. Bye. look at those eyes. BRANDON (OVER) David. DAVID It’s okay. DAVID paws BRANDON affectionately. come on.19. straightens BRANDON’s jacket. BRANDON Hey man. I know the color of your eyes. ‘cos I’m going this way. NIGHT. BRANDON 33 LOREN
BRANDON gets into the car. A car glides close to the kerbBRANDON head down walkingELIZABETH Hey. DAVID concedes throwing his arms up. 33 EXT. DAVID walks towards BRANDON.
. we can play that game. DAVID (Laughs) Ok. NEAR AFTER WORK BAR.
35 BRANDON walking along the corridorHe reaches for his keys. He opens up an adjacent cupboard and fishes out a baseball bat. slicing air38 37 36 34
. sweat beading skin. 35 INT. steady overheadVast concrete supports edging the highwayBRANDON presses ELIZABETH flat again the grit of the wall Caught in the scissored half light.20. LIVING ROOM. her body shuddering. NIGHT. nothingThe turn of vinyl on the record playerI Feel Love by Donna Summer steadily rotatingBRANDON makes his way back to the corridor and notices a light on in the bathroom from the slit under the door. they move. 37 INT. He looks around. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. suddenly hesitating onThe thump of music coming from his apartmentBRANDON tentatively turns his key and pushes the door open36 INT. BRANDON’S BUILDING CORRIDOR. APARTMENT. leaning into his as they climax together. BATHROOM. blinding waving the baseball bat. hard. APARTMENT. CORRIDOR. shrieking like a banshee. 34 EXT. FREEWAY. NIGHT. considersHe shoves it open. baseball bat at the ready38 INT. BRANDON running. NIGHT. BRANDON enters. NIGHT. NIGHT. BRANDON steadily approaches the bathroom door. APARTMENT. BRIDGE. The incessant drone of cars. with glorious abandonThe slice of passing headlights casting fractured light across their writhing state untilELIZABETH gasps. and heads toward the bathroom.
shoving it towards her. Oh fuck. naked. SISSY dries her face. screaming and dripping wet(screams) SISSY
BRANDON What the.. SISSY sighs. embarrassed. Don’t you fucking knock? BRANDON What the fuck. Why would I knock? I live here. BRANDON stands. SISSY
BRANDON How’d you get in? SISSY (OVER) Ow! You gave me fucking keys. BRANDON (roaring) I’ll fucking kill you!SISSY SULLIVAN [mid/late 20’s] leaps out of the bath.21. SISSY (GROANS) You fucking scared me BRANDON Don’t I always say call me first if you’re coming into town? SISSY (OVER) Oh my god. I called you SO many times. What the fuck? SISSY holds her hurt elbow SISSY Fuck! Fuck! Ow! Fuck! BRANDON (OVER) Jesus Christ Sissy.
. Fuck. BRANDON
BRANDON goes for a towel. shaking staring at his naked startled sisterSISSY Brandon.
. SISSY (CONT’D) You have a fucking baseball bat? SISSY laughs. BRANDON shakes his head. APARTMENT. He uses the baseball bat to pick up SISSY’s scarf. NIGHT. it’s awful. BRANDON throws the towel back at her. What is this shit you put on your hair? Honestly. She tousles her hair. BRANDON Lock the door next time. BRANDON relaxes. He sniffs it. APARTMENT. He gently lifts the needle off the record. SISSY
BRANDON turns to leave the room BRANDON Don’t use all the towels I won’t. 39
We follow BRANDON as he walks through to the living room to the record player I Feel Love stuck in eternal groove. SISSY (CONT’D) (LAUGHS) (SIGHS) Mmmm. at a loss. LIVING ROOM. Yeah.22. NIGHT. SilenceBRANDON stands considers40 INT. SISSY
BRANDON closes the door to the bathroom. Shampoo BRANDON
SISSY (OVER) Is it for grooming dogs? SISSY throws the towel and BRANDON SISSY (CONT’D) Good to see you. 39 INT. BEDROOM.
There is no one else. APARTMENT. LIVING ROOM. I don’t care. I love you. I’ll do anything. Please don’t say that. Pause SISSY (CONT’D) I love you. I love you. BRANDON is watching pornography on his laptop. He listens. BEDROOM. I love you. NIGHT. please. I’ll do anything. SISSY Please (CRIES) I feel sick. Please don’t say that. hears SISSY on the telephone. 41 INT. Dangling it in front of BRANDON-
. APARTMENT. I love you so much (CRIES) I love you. resigned. Pause SISSY (CONT’D) I’ll do anything.. 42 41
INT. SISSY I don’t have to go out. I love you. I don’t want anyone else. I can stay with you. I don’t have to go out. I love you. 42 INT. I don’t care. I don’t even fucking want to go out. BRANDON moves the laptop and starts to get up. SISSY . APARTMENT. NIGHT. I feel really sickBRANDON closes his eyes. BRANDON is listening at the door. I don’t need anybody else. MORNING.
BRANDON sliding whisked eggs into a pan of sizzling butterSISSY enters and sits on the kitchen counter.I want you. wearing a longsleeved white t-shirt and holding the earring left by the Pretty Woman [prostitute]. I love you.23. I’ll do anything. KITCHEN.
SISSY Morning. Hot date? Hiding his surprise. Do you think I look fat? BRANDON doesn’t react. SISSY (GASPS) Fuck you! SISSY slams her glass on an O/S table and throws the earring away. SISSY (MUMBLES) Sorry. SISSY (CONT’D) Do you think I look fat? BRANDON nods in the direction of the table. Still sitting on the counter. preparing food. BRANDON
She leaps off the counter and makes her way to the table. Nice earring. SISSY
BRANDON. BRANDON steps back to the cooker. BRANDON’s face is one of despair and irritation. SISSY grabs it with both hands. Mmm. says abruptlyBRANDON Will you use a glass? BRANDON steps away. irritated. Sit down. almost like a child’s bottle and starts drinking. SISSY (CONT’D) (SIGHS) You’re going grey. SISSY pours the juice into the glass and drinks. passes it to SISSY.24. takes a glass from a cupboard and shoves it towards her. She slaps BRANDON’s behind.
SISSY (CONT’D) I’m doing a couple of gigs. BRANDON gets some juice out of the fridge. Juice? BRANDON
BRANDON gives SISSY a carton of juice.
BRANDON ignores her question and walks away to the kitchen. I will (KISS) Mwah!
. BRANDON (CONT’D) (EXHALES) Jesus. BRANDON Yeah. I promise. sure. you get the sofa and you get your ass off itSISSY leaps on his back smothering him with flat lipped kisses all over his head untilBRANDON (CONT’D) Before I leave every morning. SISSY (OVER) (GASPS) I will. BRANDON (CONT’D) What do you expect? SISSY Pretty please? BRANDON Look. SISSY (sudden/cutting in) Can I stay? BRANDON hesitatesBRANDON You want toast? SISSY Just for a few days. Sissy. BRANDON walks towards her with a pan of food. BRANDON pushes her arms off. SISSY Stands and walks away. Mark? BRANDON
SISSY wraps her arms around BRANDON from behind. turns and walks to the fridge with the juice.25. following BRANDON. SISSY (CONT’D) I’d stay with Mark but he’s being a fucking asshole. BRANDON serves the food.
BRANDON. visually irritated. BRANDON (CONT’D) 44 BRANDON pulls
SISSY You have fluff. PLATFORM.OK. BRANDON pushes her down as she gives him a big kiss. SISSY stands. Leave it. They hold each other’s eyes for more than a beat. happy.to her amusement. walks back to sit down at the table. He turns and looks. BRANDON Stop fucking around. SISSY begins picking pieces of fluff off BRANDON’s shoulder. Mmmm! (SHOUTS) So good. a sadness hanging44 INT. Instinctively. playful. BRANDON I like it there. BRANDON turns away. SUBWAY.! The door slams. MORNING. BRANDON feels her gaze. She smile.26. BRANDON OK. SISSY goes again.OK. OK! SISSY
SISSY sprinkles salt on her breakfast. toes edging over the platform. (SIGHS) SISSY (CONT’D)
BRANDON We leave in fifteen. her back.
. SISSY (OVER) (KISS) Mwah! SISSY. BRANDON picks the fluff off his shoulder and puts it on SISSY’s shoulder . A quick moment passes. SISSY sighs and stares towards the front door.OK. SISSY stares at BRANDON. resumes eatingSISSY (CONT’D) (Reacting to food) Mmm.
SISSY Honestly. BRANDON Yeah. I will. sure.27. SISSY Huge amounts. I can see that. I even make money now and everything. SISSY
BRANDON Cause if you need some money. anyway. BRANDON nods at SISSY’s hat. Wow. ‘yeah I will’ like last time? Please come. SISSY
BRANDON How are you for money? I’m good. BRANDON Yeah. like. SISSY It’s vintage. (LAUGHS) SISSY
SISSY takes the hat and puts it on BRANDON. BRANDON Where’d you get this. BRANDON Yeah. BRANDON Are you collecting mad hats? Sissy smilesSISSY (LAUGHS) You should come and hear me. SISSY ‘Yeah I will’. SISSY (CONT’D)
. BRANDON takes off her hat.
BRANDON continues into his office. I will. BRANDON Ok. Sorry. mid way through a conference call clocks him.. well. BRANDON Sorry. BRANDON puts his scarf in the closet and takes off his coat. 45
BRANDON hurries into the office area. throws some lewd gesture. asshole. What can you do. BRANDON smiles. unbuckling his coat as he does so. SISSY stamps her feet excitedly. BRANDON puts down his coffee. throws up his hands. SISSY
SISSY gently bumps his shoulder with hers. BRANDON Morning. well. OFFICE. 45 INT. Yeah.28. BRANDON
. STEVEN Look who’s decided to grace us with his presence. Yeah. DAY. my computer. he’s late.. BRANDON (WHISPERS) Do you like? BRANDON adjusts the hat. DAVID. Yaay! SISSY
SISSY leans her head on BRANDON’s shoulder and he puts his arm around her. phone pressed to his ear. SISSY (CONT’D) Please come. and takes off his scarf. BRANDON (CONT’D) Fuck. STEVEN Well.
that’s not cool. (CHUCKLES) BRANDON
BRANDON laughs as he sits down at his desk.COFFEE AREA. Got home. No cabs. your wife wouldn’t let me leave this morning. DAY. DAVID Hey! Heads up. BRANDON Yeah. BRANDON sips his coffee. buddy-? BRANDON (OVER) woah! DAVID So. MARIANNE is seated in her glass office in the background at her desk. shakes his head in a knowing fashion. BRANDON hangs up his coat. STEVEN Don’t tell me. how’d it go last night? BRANDON pours coffee. DAVID looks at him. fifty. OFFICE . Any calls? BRANDON
. in the coffee area making himself a generic filter coffee. 46
BRANDON stands. slapping BRANDON on the ass. Like. DAVID approaches.29. Went to bed. STEVEN Ah! Hey. Good night. 46 INT. STEVEN You should be so lucky. glancing at DAVID behind him. BRANDON No.
. NIGHT. right. (taps coffee mug/walking away) And that’ll ruin your enamel. DAVID That elevator music’s like a bad acid trip. My sister’s playing downtown somewhere. BRANDON Evening. DAVID A-ha..30. 47
He turns right abruptly. 47 INT. not knowing what is to await them. Right. 48 INT. Er. Yeah. exposing the MEN’S sign for the bathroom. that sounds er. Sullivan? HOSTESS Great. DAY.
. BRANDON watches DAVID walk into his office. BOOM BOOM ROOM .S. shutting his door behind him. OFFICE . DAVID She’s playing? BRANDON She’s a musician. I’ll have you follow me. Well. HOSTESS (O. He holds it open for BRANDON as he walks in.CORRIDOR OUTSIDE BATHROOM. and then right again. BRANDON Well. pass the coffee area. yeah. DAVID Okay. BRANDON and DAVID take off their scarves and coats. she’s a singer.) Good evening.. Let’s do it again tonight. A COLLEAGUE is coming out of a door..COATCHECK. The door slowly closes. 48
BRANDON and DAVID. Some place classier though. walk towards the doors of the beautiful setting of THE BOOM BOOM ROOM. A lot of fun. Reservation. You know what. I have you on the list.
BRANDON and DAVID give their coats to FEMALE STAFF MEMBER. DAVID (TO COAT CHECK GIRL) There you are. HOSTESS Right this way, please. DAVID Oh, wow, look at that ass. I could follow that forever. DAVID glances back at BRANDON DAVID (CONT’D) Nice pick. (SNIGGERS) (WHISTLES) DAVID and BRANDON walk on towards the bar. 49 INT. BOOM BOOM ROOM. NIGHT. BRANDON and DAVID enter a beautiful bar. A spectacular 180 degree view of Manhattan. The room has the most elegant decor. It is to die for: Metropolis meets Blade Runner, a glittering New York skyline to the North of the room, the grey endless black of the Hudson River to the South. It surpasses DAVID’s idea of classy. The murmur of conversationThe shake of cocktails mixedDAVID Oh. Oh, I forgot how beautiful this city is. BRANDON and DAVID follow the HOSTESS to take a seat at a far table. DAVID (CONT’D) Oh, thank you, thank you. A stunning leggy COCKTAIL WAITRESS walks up to the table, dressed in silky 1930’s cigarette girl costume. COCKTAIL WAITRESS Hi guys. How are you both doing tonight? What can I get you? 49
32. DAVID (OVER) Hi. Your.. Your accent. Are you..? Are you from erm..? Brazil. COCKTAIL WAITRESS
DAVID (looking around) Rio. Hmmm? Sao Paulo. COCKTAIL WAITRESS
BRANDON looks down and chuckles to himself. DAVID Oh! Oh, that is a beautiful city. That’s.. COCKTAIL WAITRESS (LAUGHS) You’ve been there? DAVID Once or twice. BRANDON Can we get two dry martinis with olives. Hm-hm. COCKTAIL WAITRESS
DAVID And a little bit later, why don’t you come by for a drink with us? Hmm? COCKTAIL WAITRESS I’ll make sure I get those drinks. Thank you. Thanks. DAVID BRANDON
The COCKTAIL WAITRESS smiles, moving on, she’s heard it all before. DAVID smiles, clocks BRANDON’s look. DAVID She would be offended if I didn’t try. BRANDON shakes his head and looks down.
33. BRANDON Unbelievable. DAVID (OVER) Ah. (LAUGHS) DAVID and BRANDON look around the room DAVID and BRANDON are fortunate to be here. The clink of glasses, the noise of laughter waft through the room. Across the room, a familiar face. Her wavering a little at first on seeing BRANDON across the room. Their eyes lock. She smiles, with quiet surpriseBRANDON looks away, ignoring SISSY’s gaze, not wanting to look at her. SISSY plays on, inwardly crestfallen, her fingers working across the piano keys. DAVID leans back, eyes grazing over SISSY, a kind of white noise to SISSY’s beautiful musicThe seeping first bars of ‘New York New York’ filtering throughSISSY (singing) Start spreading the news. I’m leaving today. I want to be a part of it. New York..New York. It’s a familiar song but in SISSY’s hands, every word punctures like an emotional fireburstSISSY’s voice is oddly haunting underscoring the bubble of conversation, SISSY (CONT’D) (singing) I want to wake up in a city that doesn’t sleep. And find I’m king of the hill, top of the heap. SISSY’s eyes dart back to BRANDON, seemingly lost in his conversation, but competing now with SISSY and her songSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) My little town bluesSuddenly SISSY’s fingers drop from the piano, her whole body curving into the microphone offering a blues vocal acoustic, slowly but quietly captivating-
34. SISSY (CONT’D) They’re melting away. I gonna make a brand new start of it. Even DAVID’s listening nowSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) In old New York.... SISSY’s up moving now, she is completely lost in the song and the room is coming with herBRANDON concedes,looking back at SISSY, now holding the room. SISSY (CONT’D) (singing) If I can make it thereA kind of hushed still has descendedSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) I’ll make it anywhere. It’s up to you..New york, New york. New York, New YorkSISSY comes closer, walking between the tables, flirting and laughing and drawing the audience in until they are in the palm of her hand. SISSY (CONT’D) (singing) I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps...And find I’m a number oneSISSY grazes past BRANDON’s table, eyes catching on BRANDON, singing for him nowSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) Top of the list, king of the hillBRANDON drinks, not looking at SISSY. She closes her eyes, tears stinging, reeling back into herselfSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) A number one... SISSY draws out the note, bringing the song momentarily to a silence-
35. SISSY’s misty eyes open as BRANDON at last looks at her, the moment oddly fragile between them, brutal and yet tender. Even DAVID sensing something untilSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) These little town bluesSISSY turns, makes her way back to the piano, enjoying it nowSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) Are melting away... Fingers touching the keys once more, masterfully picking up and improvising with the last few barsSISSY (CONT’D) (singing) I’m gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York.. SISSY leans back. She is on fire now, singing with every fibre of her heart and soul, like no other rendition heard. SISSY (CONT’D) (singing) And if I can make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere It’s up to youSISSY holds BRANDON with a voice, a sudden flickering emotion threatening to topple her, somehow in SISSY’s hands this song is heartbreaking... SISSY (CONT’D) (singing) york New york (quieter now) York..New York.. (even quieter) york New york (almost to a whisper) york New york.
New New New New
SISSY strikes one last note, lost deep within herselfHUSHED SILENCEDAVID Wow. Wow! Bravo! Sudden APPLAUSE, CHEERS, OVERWHELMINGDAVID turns to BRANDON
DAVID (CONT’D) (LAUGHS) She’s good! She’s good! BRANDON looks away. DAVID (OVER) I think you were fantastic and you look great in the dress. too.. NIGHT. SISSY Nice to meet you. 50 INT.. SISSY Thank you. eyes filling with tears. Please sit down. it was. SISSY is admired. it was. 50
SISSY is being congratulated by a HIP MEDIA TYPE and his WIFE. No. I’m David. Hi.. interesting.
. (TO BRANDON) What did you think? BRANDON Yeah. Hi. BOOM BOOM ROOM.36. er. She is bold and self-aware. It was good. The scene is one of congratulations. SISSY (LAUGHS) What do you mean? BRANDON Er. It was good. blotting his coaster with the imprint of the deep red rim of his glassHe’s the only one not applauding. DAVID SISSY DAVID SISSY
DAVI It’s a pleasure to meet you.. Sissy. DAVID finishes his martini. SISSY confident approaches DAVID and BRANDON. BRANDON puts down his drink.
. THere were tears coming down his face. I. right? Yeah. SISSY It was good? DAVID He was crying. You still live there? GOD. DAVID That’s a great idea. You made a grown-man cry. He’s had a rough day at work. Really? Hm-hmm. SISSY
DAVID Hmm. That’s good. Where do you live now? SISSY Kind of all over the place. SISSY
DAVID That’s good. no. I think he’s a bit emotional right now.37.. Yeah. SISSY SISSY (OVER)
DAVID Yeah. He was crying. I’m really sorry about that. SISSY DAVID
BRANDON I’m gonna get some more drinks. buddy? Yeah. (beat) So you guys grew up in Jersey. I saw it. DAVID OK. Brandon exits. Why don’t you get a round for the table.
You like it there? SISSY I mean. Why not? SISSY DAVID
SISSY I tried when I was a kid. SISSY
DAVID Los Angeles? Mm-Hmm. BRANDON reappears. DAVID Wait. SISSY
DAVID You were 16 years old? Mmhmm. and I was horrible. Sixteen. SISSY
DAVID Oh boy. I’m going back. DAVID That must mean you love it then. DAVID (OVER) (LAUGHS) Whoa. You can’t drive? No. SISSY
. huh? SISSY No! I can’t even fucking drive.38. DAVID Yeah? What’s the last city you’ve been to? LA. wait a minute. It’s a nightmare. how old were you when you quit driving. wait a minute.
DAVID (CONT’D) What. charmingly tilting her head .. SISSY takes her hand back. you must have been really bored. When I was a kid I was bored. OK. no no..
. we’ve got a problem. DAVID So wait. your sister cannot be taking the bus anywhere. Waht happened to your arm here? SISSY Oh.39. One of Sissy’s sleeves rolls down to her elbow. DAVID noticies. no. BRANDON notices. wait.revealing a cross stitch of scars. no. DAVID (CONT’D) A girl like you cannot be taking the bus. SISSY I would love that. I was. looking uncomfortable. we’re going to drive around in circles in a parking lot and you are going to learn how to drive. wait a minute. look. just. DAVID Well. the trail of self harm laced up her arm. SISSY
DAVID Alright. as she casually puts her hand under her chin. SISSY I take the bus. DAVID No. How do you get along in Los Angeles? BRANDON sits behind them. DAVID (CONT’D) Not a stick. I know a guy who owns a car rental company. It’s a little easier. We're gonna get you a car. automatic. no. Look. DAVID takes SISSY’s hand.
DAVID (OVER) A golf cart right up Fifth Avenue. yeah. DAVID (CONT’D) (laughs) I love your. DAVID You know. what do you think? BRANDON Sounds great. Brandon. What an amazing man. SISSY (LAUGHS) Mmm. they should They should. We’re gonna get you a gold cart and you will drive the golf cart around.. SISSY Everybody should drive golf carts. DAVID (OVER) Yeah. DAVID (CONT’D) We’re going to get you a golf cart.
. I would. You know what? Better yet. BRANDON looks like he would rather be anywhere than where he is now.. It would be a lot cleaner and greener.yeah. How long are you here for? SISSY I don’t know. now we’re talking. Yeah? DAVID
DAVID looks at BRANDON. That’s good. yeah. huh? (LAUGHS) SISSY sips her drink. It would be great for the city. brother.40. SISSY (OVER) Wow. DAVID You don’t know? Can I see you again? Please? Sissy laughs. DAVID You’d love that.
NIGHT. DAVID opens the door. with DAVID and SISSY as they are lost eating one another’s faces. I really do. Finally SISSY steps out of the cab. why don’t we. NIGHT. DAVID lifts her over his shoulder. It’s almost animal. I think you’re a fascinating creature. DAVID (CONT’D) Is that too forward? I just. For the whole table. CAB (CROWN VIC STYLE). I find you fascinating. BRANDON
INT. Looking uncomfortable. let’s have champagne. 52
. (beat) Listen. DAVID I’ve got it. DAVID (CONT’D) Come here.41. get out. come here.
BRANDON wedged in the back of the cab. DAVID and SISSY continue making out. Yes! SISSY
DAVID Champagne for everybody. I’ve got it. come here. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. get out. DAVID is wearing SISSY’s hat.. this is a celebration. BRANDON frequently takes glimpses in the rear view mirror. get out. A dimly lit streetA cab is pulling up. I’d love to see you again. STREET. Get out. Come on! Champagne! SISSY (OVER)
BRANDON looks unenthusiastic Champagne.. 52 EXT. come here.
He hears giggling from his bedroom. BRANDON’S APARTMENT . Get off.) (LAUGHS) Well.. God! No! (LAUGHS) DAVID (STRAINS) Come on. Get off.) (LAUGHTER and chatter) BRANDON walks to his kitchen. looking out through the window. pressing the button for the elevator. he sits on the ledge. come on. I am hot. CORRIDOR/KITCHEN. An elevator arrives. NIGHT. come on. He walks into the living area and paces. wringing his hands. I am hot. HE hits the kitchen cabinet in frustration. BRANDON considers. NIGHT.. DAVID follows DAVID Ah come on. come on. come on with me. SISSY (YELPS) Oh.S. DAVID (O. APARTMENT. come on.42. 53
BRANDON waits in the lobby.S.. 54 INT. SISSY Get off..S.CORRIDOR. BRANDON is left alone to pay the driver.) You are hot. 54
. SISSY starts to enter thru the revolving door. come on. SISSY/DAVID (O. How did that work? SISSY Get off me. SISSY (O. DarknessBRANDON enter his apartment door. He ignores it and sits down. DAVID (OVER) You wanted me to do that. 53 INT.
S. leaving the RISING BREATH of DAVID and SISSY LOST IN FURTIVE SEXUAL INTERCOURSE DRIFTING ALONG THE CORRIDOR. MORE GIGGLING.)
BRANDON doesn’t want to hear. (MOANS) Yeah? SISSY (O. I’m hot.) Nice sheets SISSY (O.)
SISSY (O. but visually present. A dimly lit street56
.) Aren’t they nice sheet? Bed. NIGHT.S. bath and beyond. We hear SISSY and DAVID making love.. Something of the past has come to the present. 55
BRANDON pulls running gear from the hallway closet an exits. APARTMENT.S. This wound has not healed. QUIETLY PROVOKING AS IT UNDERSCORES. I need to take it off. Stop. as if he cannot take any more. JUST AUDIBLE.) DAVID (O. BRANDON takes off his shoes and starts to undress.) You’re cursing me.) DAVID (O.S. BRANDON hurriedly heads out into the corridor55 INT.43.S. more breathlessDAVID (O. I’m hot. His breathing is irregular. SISSY (O. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. DAVID (O. His face bears the pain of something long passed. NIGHT.S. hushed now.? About here. and he is at once confronted with himself.S.) What if I kiss you right here. 56 EXT. I need to take this off.. Jolting himself out of his trance. All of his distractions have now stopped.S. STREET. as if transfixed. CORRIDOR.. BRANDON stands back against a wall.
STREET. NIGHT. 57
BRANDON running past illuminated windows and neon lights. running. SISSY enters. sidelight on. A lone condom disregarded on the floor. zips his top. CORRIDOR. He stretches. 57 EXT. SISSY gets into the bed. NIGHT. NIGHT. Pale blue sheets in disarray. 58 INT. pulling his hood up. Later BRANDON lies on his bed. music pumping in his head. sheets soaked with sweat and the smell of sex. 59 INT. BRANDON opens his eyes. inwardly flinches. moving off. BRANDON just visible in his apartment block steady on the approach. SISSY inhales through her teeth. Later BRANDON enters his apartment checking for noises. APARTMENT. covering herself with the white sheet. He pushes open his bedroom door. It’s like a murder scene. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. We see his bedside drawer ajar. Snuggles up to BRANDON BRANDON I have to be up and out by seven. He walks into his bedroom and pushes the drawer shut.44. BEDROOM. with clean white sheets. BRANDON slips his earphones on. SISSY (to herself) It’s cold. The city is alive. BRANDON stays focused. Pushing the glass doors open. BRANDON hesitates and presses a button on the iPod Nano on his arm. the mattress nearly coming off the bed. The sound of movement in the bathroom. Uncomfortable SILENCE59 58
. He is dressed in running gear. APARTMENT.
60 INT. OFFICE. BRANDON has not looked at SISSY. your computer’s back. SISSY SLAMS the bedroom door on her exit. staring up to the blank ceiling.45. clearly worse for wear.DAVID’S OFFICE. DAY. thanks for calling. get out of my room? SISSY doesn’t move. It was really great last night. his computer is back at his desk. He SCREAMS at the top of his lungsBRANDON (CONT’D) GET THE FUCK OUT! GET OUT! SISSY gets up. A TECHNICIAN wheels a computer out of BRANDON’s office. 61 INT. STEVEN exits again. BRANDON heads towards his desk. and slowly walks around the bed. MiddayThe office is in full flowBRANDON crosses it. BRANDON (CONT’D) Sissy. DAY.) (INTO PHONE) Yeah. listen. SKYPE SON (OVER) (THRU COMPUTER) Daddy. stopping on seeingSTEVEN (CONT’D) Dave’s looking for you. yeah. 61 60
. DAVID (O. BRANDON Sissy. deliberate. as if rising from the dead. daddy.S. OK. OFFICE . STEVEN (in passing) Hey slacker. get out of my room. I gotta go.) (INTO PHONE) Ah.S. BRANDON observes. All this time. BRANDON puts his head around theDAVID (O.
Yeah. SKYPE SON Yeah. Alright? You can go after. Er. Get up.. Steven said you wanted to see me? DAVID Yeah. man? BRANDON Well. DAVID (O. DAVID (CONT’D) Er. YOu can do it. She’s all the way downstairs.
. David looks up at BRANDON. SKYPE SON DAVID
SKYPE SON Mommy? Mommy? DAVID’s SON exits the computer screen.) (CONT’D) (INTO COMPUTER) Hey.S. where were you? BRANDON Dentist. DAVID (LAUGHS) What’s up.46.? SKYPE SON Aw. How about that? Do it.. buddy. SKYPE SON
DAVID Hah? Come on. listen. well. Let’s go talk to Mommy hmm. But Mommy says I can’t DAVID (OVER) OK. I know. Root canal. OK. go downstairs and tell her that Daddy said it’s okay for you to go to Jason’s Ohhh.. DAVID (OVER) Well. we said an hour French and then Isobel’s gonna pick you up because Mommy’s picking up Nathan. Dude. Nine o’clock this morning.
DAVID (CONT’D) Listen.And we’re blowing our wad in cash. BRANDON nods. man. man. Cream pie. West 57th street.
. I’m talking like hoes. You’re stinging that company health care plan. DAVID Good. all right. King’s practice. We got your computer back. Alright brother. you know? It takes a really really sick fuck to spend all day on that shit. inter racial facial. BRANDON
DAVID That’s what it’s there for. it is. sluts. I mean. it is. DAVID Oh. anal.. makes to go. DAVID (CONT’D) Do you think it was your intern? DAVID finally looks up.47. penetration. DAVID (CONT’D) Your hard drive is filthy. with discreet challenge untilBRANDON (beat) On my hard drive? DAVID nods. Now. holds BRANDON’s gaze. BRANDON turns back. man. one more thing. double anal. resumes workingDAVID Yeah.. what did I tell you about that? Who d’you see? BRANDON Gary Sher. Good. BRANDON turns to leave. shit. right? Sure. I hope. someone’s fucking with your account. dirty. I don’t even know what that is.
SKYPE SON DAVID SKYPE SON
DAVID Yeah. DAY. Yep. pours sugar into his coffeeHeyMARIANNE
BRANDON looks up.48. You better be. Er. BRANDON takes this opportunity to leave. Get out of here.. A child’s painting stuck to the wall behind DAVID. See? Best of both worlds. You got everything you want. BRANDON.. lost in familiar routine.. watches BRANDON heading back to his desk. SKYPE SON OK. From beyondSKYPE SON Daddy. DAVID
DAVID looks up. DAVID OK. DAVID Yeah. BRANDON exits.
INT. what she say? SKYPE SON She said I can go to Jason’s for half an hour but I have to be home by five for dinner. MARIANNE loiters-
.. COFFEE AREA . You happy? Yeah. That’s great. Alright. Hey buddy.OFFICE.Daddy. See you OK. quietly considering.
randomly illuminated like tiny still lives. naked her body pressed against the floor to ceiling glass. waiting. dressed in black jeans and t-shirt. scored with a honeycomb of windows. Above him. NIGHT. They look at each other. Stark and authoritative. PIER.
MARIANNE You like your sugar. clearly fresh in on a flight and jet lagged. HUDSON RIVER. A FEMALE CLEANER just visible lost in the monotony of cleaning. A MAN stares blankly out. the tall. and considers. He hovers for a moment. a FILIPINO NANNY ushers him away. A WOMAN. endless glass of The Standard Hotel. the LAP of murky water. audible. And then BRANDON sees herA MIDDLE AGED WOMAN stands. 64 EXT. 63
BRANDON stands at the end of a long pier. phone to her ear. BRANDON comes to a corner. overlooking the Hudson River. enjoying the view two floors up. engraved in stone is “1949. makes large brush strokes with a large pink fluffy duster. Eventually she turns and walks out. MARIANNE is still standing. high up. then slowly makes his way back to the main road. lights a cigarette and leans. paces along the window. NIGHT. 64
Above. which appears like a Stasi East Berlin building. The steady back and forth of the MIDDLE AGED MAN behind her gradually reveals both are lost in a stand up fuck. BRANDON (nods/ smiles) I do.49. early 30s. she PULLS the curtain along the length of the glass.” He looks up toward the tall building. A KID slaps his palms against the glass of a fourth floor window. looking out toward the Hudson River. Catching sight of BRANDON. 63 EXT. BRANDON
Hey. NEAR STANDARD HOTEL.
. The glittering lights of Jersey stretching wide beyond.
BRANDON Oh. NIGHT. It’s as if he comes back to himself. RESTAURANT. NEAR RESTAURANT. 65 EXT. A distant restaurant illuminating a dimly lit streetMARIANNE waiting inside the bar. I’m glad you made it. HelloBRANDON MARIANNE 66 65
BRANDON Hello. Hi. Sorry. (LAUGHS) BRANDON (CONT’D) Did you find it okay? MARIANNE Yes. NIGHT. I’m late. BRANDON You look amazing. BRANDON enters the restaurant. hovering on the edge of the gutter until66 INT. BRANDON hesitates. yeah. his hypnotism broken. MARIANNE You look handsome.
. clearly there for some time. Her eyes checking the room. BRANDON stands watching from a distanceBRANDON makes to cross. with a drink. with quiet concern. STREET. quiet fascination flickering across his face as for a brief flickering moment BRANDON’s eyes lock with the MIDDLE AGED WOMAN’s dead gaze. A WAITER enters. seated. standing high aboveA CAR HORN LOUD UNREMITTINGBRANDON turns. BRANDON sits down at the table where MARIANNE is already seated.50.
eyes darting to BRANDON. It’s really good. The WAITER oblivious. (CLEARS THROAT)BRANDON Tap water’s fine. The special is marinated swordfish. The soup of the day is tomato with basil oil and Parmesan crostini. There you goBRANDON pulls out a wine menu hidden under his bread plate. Er. Yep.) Erm.. Thanks. Sure. Can I start you off with a sparkling water? BRANDON nods. OK. if you’d like to hear them? MARIANNE smiles. Thank you. playful. we’re also serving a DeBragga and Spitler New York Strip with a side order of fries and the salad is snow pea and radish with a cider vinaigrette. MARIANNE (UNDER) WAITER BRANDON
WAITER I have few specials on the menu.
WAITER places the wine list in front of BRANDON and hands out menus. WAITER
Hi. BRANDON You want some wine? Sure.51. MARIANNE
BRANDON White? Red?
.S. clearly on a roll. WAITER OK and the wine menu’s right next to you. tabbouleh and Moroccan Chermoula. BRANDON
points to a red on the menuWAITER The Pinot Noir is er.If you like it like. the WAITER a constant presence.
. MARIANNE Red maybe..light.. I’ll be back. with water.52. Nice. on the edge of irritating. Where you from? MARIANNE (CONT’D) Where you from? BRANDON I was born in Ireland. The WAITER hovers. BRANDON
MARIANNE Born and raised. MARIANNE Do you get back much? (TO WAITER) Thank you. We moved here when I was a teen. The WAITER enters again. BRANDON So (CLEARS THROAT) Where do you live? (LAUGHS) MARIANNE (LAUGHS) Brooklyn.. Erm. BRANDON steals a moment. The WAITER smiles. BRANDON
WAITER OK. Light. the shrink of skin. eyes tracing overMARIANNE’s fingers playing with the edge of her menuThe flutter of her lashesNipples ghosting her dress. Great. An ring indent around her wedding finger. The GLIDE of a napkin across BRANDON’s lap.. at last moves offThey sit looking at their menus.
I have a sister. MARIANNE (LAUGHS) are you nervous? BRANDON Why would I be nervous? MARIANNE smiles. MARIANNE You look a little nervous.. BRANDON MARIANNE
. what’s a date? BRANDON shrugsBRANDON It’s no big deal. holds his look.53. yeah? Yeah. MARIANNE A big family? You miss them? BRANDON Er. BRANDON
MARIANNE Well. BRANDON stares at MARIANNE What? MARIANNE (CONT’D)
BRANDON Just wondering. MARIANNE I have two. Oh. I’m in the middle. Do I? No. WAITER pours water for MARIANNE BRANDON A couple of times. younger? MARIANNE Older and younger.
No appetizer? BRANDON (looking to MARIANNE) You want-? MARIANNE shrugs. BRANDON You chose wisely. closes her menu. I haven’t even looked at this. MARIANNE It took me an hour to figure out what to wear. MARIANNE Erm.54. MARIANNE shrugs. BRANDON (CONT’D) Oh. That sounds great.. expectantly. Great. I’m fine. MARIANNE BRANDON
. The Lamb. The WAITER scrawls it down on a pad. WAITER
BRANDON I’ll have the Lamb too. Yeah. barely looking up. BRANDON
The WAITER pauses. I’ll have the lamb. No. (LAUGHS) MARIANNE
WAITER Erm.. smilesBRANDON laughsThe WAITER returnsWAITER I forgot to say the crab comes in the shell.
Right. and how would you like the lamb? Medium. OK. MARIANNE stares at BRANDON.
. you seeing anyone at the moment? No. BRANDON
The dip of skin. BRANDON
WAITER We recommend it pretty pink. actually. WAITER (CONT’D) Thank you. they giggle. soft under her chin. MARIANNE It’s just the way it is. BRANDON MARIANNE
WAITER Pink it is. nervously. Yeah.. BRANDON So. Hm-hm. a finger grazing over it. The WAITER exits. The WAITER takes the menus. BRANDON (CONT’D)
MARIANNE No. Really? Why? Why is that? BRANDON I don’t know.55.. I erm. MARIANNE Yeah. it’s just the way it is. Excuse me. WAITER OK. I’m separated. Kind of a recent thing. The WAITER waitsBRANDON looks at MARIANNE. Just er.
It didn’t really work out. Especially nowadays. OK. on the edge butBRANDON Erm. you just seem. yeah erm.. Wow. like. great. she shrugsWAITER Yeah. The WAITER returns. Was it the Pinot Noir. (LAUGHS) What? BRANDON
MARIANNE . You know. WAITER Did we decide on the wine? BRANDON hesitates. What? BRANDON MARIANNE BRANDON MARIANNE
MARIANNE Well.Great choice. at last moves offMARIANNE I wasn’t married long. well. Gave it a shot..averse to the whole idea. BRANDON Well... MARIANNE In relationships?
. I mean. I mean. No. you said? BRANDON scours the wine menu at a lossBRANDON looks to MARIANNE.. The Pinot. it’s. I don’t see the point. The WAITER nods. BRANDON OK.. I just don’t understand why people would want to get married. You were married for long? No.. yeah..56.
you come to restaurants. MARIANNE Are you serious? I mean.. MARIANNE
The WAITER approaches. I mean. Every. (LAUGHS) MARIANNE nods. they don’t have anything. MARIANNE They probably don’t have to speak because they’re connected. then. lips grazing the rim of the glass. a bottle of wine in hand. you know. really. BRANDON It doesn’t seem realistic. no. you see couples sitting together and they don’t even speak to one another. MARIANNE considers. you know. I mean. BRANDON
MARIANNE Why are you here? BRANDON The food’s supposed to be really great here. MARIANNE (LAUGHS) Well.57.
. I’m not saying it like that. BRANDON Yeah. I’m not. why are we here. no. The WAITER uncorks the wine.. I just mean. if we don’t matter to one another? Well. One person for the rest of your life? I mean. you know. doesn’t look amusedBRANDON (CONT’D) No... BRANDON Or they’re just bored with one another... no. I am. it’s. WAITER (OVER) Here we go. They don’t have anything to say.
that’s. BRANDON Four months. NIGHT. You have to actually give it a shot. LATERBRANDON and MARIANNE stand heady from the wine and a little awkward in the freezing coldThey walk68 67
BRANDON gestures for the WAITER to pour.. you can pour. moving offMARIANNE For four months. OUTSIDE RESTAURANT. BRANDON
He pours a little into BRANDON’s glass. The WAITER slides the bottle down. MARIANNE What’s your longest relationship? Erm. BRANDON I did.. NIGHT.. NEAR RESTAURANT. For four months. (LAUGHS). brightened by the glow of BRANDON and MARIANNE seated inside the restaurant.58.. Sure. 68 EXT. STREET. WAITER (UNDER) I’ll leave the bottle. Exactly. WAITER
WAITER fills BRANDON’s glass. BRANDON Oh. STREET. MARIANNE You have to commit. WAITER finishes pouring BRANDON’s wine and starts filling MARIANNE’s. 67 EXT. A dirty grey street.
OK. Weirdo.. Thank you. he GROWLS at her. BRANDON No. MARIANNE smiles. MARIANNE shrieks... no. BRANDON bows. Your head? MARIANNE
MARIANNE turns to touch BRANDON’s head. BRANDON sneaks a side glance. GRRRRRR. pointing to the back of his head. She pushes him playfully. my God. BRANDON (CONT’D) (LAUGHS) Oh. seriously. no. They’re breath and bodies steaming as they walk. BRANDON Do you feel that? MARIANNE Yeah. no. They BOTH laugh. MARIANNE (LAUGHS) You’re such a. MARIANNE
BRANDON Look. As she does so. Touch it. touch that. seriously. like a little dog.59. what is it? BRANDON It’s a remnant. It’s freezing. MARIANNE (CONT’D) Oh. MARIANNE BRANDON
There’s a massive knot on the back of his head. A remnant? MARIANNE
BRANDON (CONT’D) I was knocked out for 5-10 minutes.60. That would explain the forehead. Marianne laughs hysterically. seriously. what would you be? MARIANNE What would you be? BRANDON I always wanted to be a musician in the sixties. BRANDON laughs along. There’s only a few of us left since the homo sapiens took over. BRANDON What’s that supposed to mean? MARIANNE ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ BRANDON What do you mean? MARIANNE (CHUCKLES) No. from the Neanderthals. MARIANNE (OVER) OK. BRANDON If you had a choice to live in the past or future and you could be anything you wanted.. BRANDON Yeah. MARIANNE
BRANDON Where I would sit on his feet and he’d fly me through the air. Hmm. They both laugh. how did you get it? BRANDON (COUGHS) I used to play this game with my cousin. Hm-hmm. I hit my head on the ceiling and I blacked out. MARIANNE (Reacts Sympathetically) Oh.
. I peed my pants.
now. I saw GIMME SHELTER recently. holding his gaze.
. Eugh. you know the Rolling Stones documentary? Yeah. BRANDON nods. They stand heady from the wine and a little awkward. BRANDON
MARIANNE It kind of seemed like hell. MARIANNE blushes. awkward and yetBRANDON This is you. and what would you wanna be? MARIANNE Erm. (LAUGHS) Still walking along. There’s a silence as they walk on. this is me. hovers by the subway. BRANDON That’s boring MARIANNE Fuck you. the sixties would be the last place I’d want to be. BRANDON thinks for a moment.61. BRANDON turns and stares at MARIANNE. Well. MARIANNE That’s cool A musician? Yeah. MARIANNE (CONT’D) OK.. They get to a subway entrance. No way! BRANDON
MARIANNE Yes. You know. Here. BRANDON
MARIANNE Sixties is tough though. What? BRANDON
MARIANNE (LAUGHS) Yeah. chaos! BRANDON So where would you wanna.
S. momentarily fragile. 70 INT. The sound of the record player. with a half wave. in a hurry. is that a yes? MARIANNE (O. heads towards the living room. APARTMENT. CORRIDOR. The CLICK of the doorBRANDON enters. BRANDON So. 69 INT. BRANDON Thank you very much MARIANNE. MARIANNE Thank you very much Brandon.) Maybe. He spies all SISSY’s crap spilling out across the floorHe sighs. Someone is entering the apartment. NIGHT. Heads to the kitchen and gets a can out of the fridge. which had finished hours ago.62. takes his bag. 70 69 MARIANNE
The lock of the front door rotates. MARIANNE descends into the depths of the subway. CORRIDOR. rotates empty on the turntable. DarknessSISSY bursts through the door. NIGHT. SILENCE BRANDON hovers. HE hangs up his jacket.
. We should do this again. yeah. the sting of uncertainty. Pulling off his jacketBRANDON Hello? Sissy? SILENCEBRANDON puts the needle back in it’s dock. SILENCE They loiter on the edge of something more. Right. APARTMENT.
Slowly but surely these expressions turn into rage. BRANDON What? Are you fucking spying on me? SISSY (LAUGHS) Lock the fucking door.. After a moment the bathroom door opens. cutting a slit of light into the darkness. SISSY slams the door shut. SISSY. with towel tied around his waist.)
SISSY (SNIGGERS) Fuck! BRANDON looks at himself in the mirror. straddling her. pushes her down onto the sofa. full of shame and bewilderment and deep embarrassment.. BRANDON (OVER) Are you fucking spying? SISSY (Mimicking him) Uhh. SISSY (CONT’D) Fuck! (LAUGHS) Brandon. BRANDON (OVER) What do you want? What do you want? BRANDON climbs onto SISSY. LIVING ROOM CORRIDOR. shocked. APARTMENT.
. Oh! Fuck! BRANDON (O. Are you fucking spying? BRANDON leans over SISSY.63. NIGHT. transfixed by a naked BRANDON. Brandon.S. From the blackness we see BRANDON framed. looking for SISSY.
BRANDON opens the bathroom door. As BRANDON instinctively turns. Fuck! 71 SISSY (CONT’D)
INT. stands with her hand still on the door handle. He hits the wall in frustration. masturbating in front of the bathroom sink. SISSY runs from view.
upset now. SISSY Oh. BRANDON (OVER) What do you want from me? What do you want from me? Brandon! SISSY
BRANDON shakes SISSY by the shoulders.64. you wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? BRANDON (OVER) Yeah? You want some of this? You want some of this? BRANDON’s towel falls down as he forcefully pins her down.
. SISSY shouting after him. BRANDON (OVER) Talk to me! You fucking bitch! SISSY (OVER) Fucking get the fuck off. you fucking weirdo. She reacts. SISSY (UNDER) You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna. BRANDON (SHOUTS) What do you want? SISSY (OVER) (SHOUTS) Get off me! BRANDON (SHOUTS) Why did you come here? Why? SISSY (OVER) Get off me! Get off me! Why? Get of me! Why?! BRANDON SISSY (OVER) BRANDON
SISSY Ow! You’re fucking hurting me. BRANDON stands and exits.
The open windows.65. a woman legs splayed73
. APARTMENT. graphic and obscene. LIVING ROOM.) Fucking slut!
INT. images briefly glimpsed. He exhales. letting the moment slowly pass untilBrandonSISSY (O. APARTMENT. I’m sorry. eyelashes fragile and flickering untilBRANDON opens them. SISSY (O. tears pricking73 INT. an endless stacking of obscene chatroom conversation. sinking down in front of the illuminated laptop. An escalating collage of graphic images. turns up the shower. BATHROOM. trying to drown SISSY’s voice out. revealingSlowly SISSY’s face changes. the room now swirling in steam. brutal. BRANDON locks the bathroom door. NIGHT. SISSY walking back from kitchen. She absently taps the mouse.C. dragging open a series of held windows. BRANDON closes his eyes. almost mechanically. the shifting lights of the screen cast across her face. SISSY approaches it. BRANDON (O.) (CONT’D) Brandon. obscene sexual messages and a provocative sexual conversation hanging mid sentence addressed to a live sex chatroom. their colors reflecting across her face and body. desperately struggling with his emotionsHe closes his eyes. reaches a hand out. from the weird to the sadomasochistic.S.S. resignedBRANDON’s laptop on and open on his desk. NIGHT. a blurred smorgasbord of porn sites. SISSY is taken aback and strangely intriguedSuddenly a voice from the screen. emails posted with graphic sexual photos and live webcam images of every combination of fucking disappearing into the screen in infinite form. The images haunting.)
BRANDON lowers himself onto the floow.
An open fridgeBRANDON tipping bowls of old food and long past it sell by date mush into the bag. crappy cereals. FROM SCREEN Hey. BEDROOM. magazines all get dumped on route. a pair of defunked headphonesA pile of porn mags. BRANDON moving like a dervish through the apartment. BRANDON moves on. APARTMENT. Then. FROM SCREEN (CONT’D) Do you wanna play with my tits? I know Brandon would really like it. elbows worn. grabbing more crap along the way. hands grasping his hair. Cans of Red Bull. mildly appalled. in a cupboard. jam with mould on top. He picks it up. A handful of old t-shirts. old pens. post it notes and business cards with hastily written cellphone numbers on the back. BRANDON heads out. picking up more detritus along the way. picking up anything he can find. where’s Brandon? Are you Brandon’s girlfriend? Do you want to play? SISSY looks closer.. a black garbage bag in his hand. NIGHT. 75 74
. an old joint.66. An old jacket. one of SISSY’s dirty thongs on the floor. BRANDON picks up the laptop and heads towards his bedroom. dumping pieces of paper. 74 INT. APARTMENT. 75 INT. pulled out as he heads down along the corridor. He moves off down the corridor with growing frenzy. NIGHT. moving on. LATERThe thump of musicBRANDON sitting on the edge of his bed. And I know exactly what Brandon likes. KITCHEN. the pumping music from a stereo in the apartment seemingly getting louder. SISSY takes her coat and leaves the apartment. Then suddenly he enters the whole contents of his bedside drawer into a black garbage bag. an old cellphone.
NIGHT. He studies her.67. BRANDON heads back up to his apartment. 78 INT. 76
BRANDON strips the room. almost like prey. wires and cables and stuff. Dumping it inside the garbage bag. heaving the swelled and dripping bag into a heaving garbage can parked on the sidewalk. and pulls her behind a partition. but happy to be taken. ipod nano. kissing her unapologetically and passionately. BRANDON walks into his dream. She smiles. Come on. walks by the arrangement of trash bags littering the sidewalk. pulling out an old pair of sneakers smelling and cracked from under a chair. There is much want in BRANDON’s face. They pull away. NIGHT. The moment seems to last a lifetime. he moves on picking up an ipod. He peers up. into MARIANNE’s office. BRANDON. She responds. entering MARIANNE’s office. 76 INT. yanking the plug hard from the wall. Further down the street a YOUNG COUPLE holds hands. BRANDON stops. and without any warning. STREET. he drags the heaving bag of crap out into the corridor. shutting the door firmly. looks around the room almost bareHis laptop resting on his desk. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. Slapping a tangle of wires into the garbage. his spirit infectious. but from this distance seems unobtainable. DAY. looking at one another. BRANDON’S OFFICE. now the voyeur.
. She surrenders. A SIREN goes pastThe DISTANT banter of a GANG OF KIDS. a gameboy. drawing her on. laughing. LIVING ROOM. looks across the room. 77
BRANDON heading down the steps of his apartment. Suddenly. The SLAM of the front door77 EXT. initially resistant and then something finally compels him to do itHe picks up the laptop. considers. BRANDON 78
BRANDON leads MARIANNE away. startled. A pile of black garbage bags already piled up along the street in waiting for collection. APARTMENT.
BRANDON (CONT’D) What are you looking at? MARIANNE The view is amazing. Exiting. BATHROOM. 80 BRANDON
INT. DAY. STANDARD HOTEL. both giggling and tripping. BRANDON approaches nervously. allowing herself to be guided and yetMARIANNE No. DAY. She smiles. BRANDON You wanna drink? He pours a drink from the mini bar.
BRANDON snorts two lines of coke in quick succession on top of the white water tank in the toilet. STANDARD HOTEL. STANDARD HOTEL. BEDROOM. BRANDON 81
MARIANNE leans up and kisses BRANDON. MARIANNE Where are you taking me? (LAUGHS) BRANDON Come on. BRANDON enters the bedroom. where are we going? (LAUGHS) Come on. DAY. Hey. BRANDON leading MARIANNE. quizzically. 79 EXT. (LAUGHS) MARIANNE
. stopping to prepare a drink. 79
BRANDON and MARIANNE stepping out of a cab. 81 INT. we see MARIANNE looking out onto the Hudson from the large hotel window. standing next to her.68. You’ll see MARIANNE stops. Watching MARIANNE at the window.
in frustration. BRANDON’s attention strangely. STANDARD HOTEL. it’s cool. MARIANNE’s face is one of puzzlement and hurt. MARIANNE giggles. clothes start to fall away.69. BEDROOM. 82 INT. Both lie on their backs silently. BRANDON (LAUGHS) Are they vintage? MARIANNE A little bit. MARIANNE looks at him. laughs at her panites. MARIANNE (CONT’D) Should I go? Sure. MARIANNE caresses BRANDON’s face and kisses both his eyes. as they feel for each other’s breasts and thighs. revealing for the first time both each other’s flesh. slowly but surely. She looks at BRANDON for some kind of answer. sits up and pulls down her skirt. unable to continue. MARIANNE. MARIANNE (CONT’D) You know. adjusts her hair. MARIANNE Brandon? Erm.. This ritual becomes more aroused. We see both of them slowly discovering each other through tender touches. At the height of this passionate encounter. It’s OK. He recoils. BRANDON rolls up her skirt. She does up her bra.. It’s as if the intimacy that he has discovered starts to frighten him. MARIANNE takes BRANDON’s hand and leads him to the bed. the moment fragile. BRANDON 82
. (LAUGHS) The ritual begins to get more passionate. DAY. unsure what to do. slowly starts to fade. Late afternoon sunlight seeping across the roomBRANDON sits at the edge of the bath looking out onto the view. He gets up. breathing heavily. BRANDON attempts to do the same to MARIANNE.
STREET. stares at him. 83 INT. catching the breeze. tits pressed up against the glass of the windowThe DISTANT SCREECH of horns. caught full frontal in the window85 INT. HOTEL LOVER smiles. SILENCEBRANDON looks back out over the grey of the Hudson River. BRANDON close to climaxA cold sweat beading BRANDON’s forehead as he comes. peering down. MARIANNE gone. fighting back the cold flutter of shame. DAY. for a moment she is almost beautiful. 84 EXT. That’s OK. STANDARD HOTEL. The trawl of carsThe grey of the Hudson RiverBRANDON and the HOTEL LOVER just visible high above. doggy style. picks up her bag and makes to leave
BRANDON (CONT’D) I can walk you down. The HOTEL LOVER laughs as well.S. STANDARD HOTEL. BEDROOM. BELOW STANDARD HOTEL. face twisted before the slow seep of release. DAY. BRANDON’s face is one of embarrassment and failure. already pulling on her underwear. BRANDON withdraws. pulling on a tiny thong. BRANDON turns. BRANDON watches her. DAY.70. laughs. BRANDON looks away. 85 84 83 MARIANNE (O. a man on the edge. BRANDON banging the life out of HOTEL LOVER. The HUM of the traffic. MARIANNE put on her top. Hurt. She looks up. audible through an ajar window. BRANDON reaches his hand out. BEDROOM.)
. The CLICK of the door.
SISSY Sits down next to BRANDON on the couch. 87
BRANDON is sitting on the couch. Fuck. LIVING ROOM. APARTMENT. HOTEL LOVER (CONT’D)
BRANDON Need a hand? HOTEL LOVER The hooks oddHOTEL LOVER (CONT’D) (SIGHS) There you go. SISSY enters the apartment. smile. NIGHT. Pick up. 86 INT. on her cell phone. caught in the half light of duskThe rise and fall of a distant lift. No. STANDARD HOTEL.. BRANDON
SISSY (O. HOTEL LOVER
BRANDON nods. shakes her head. now alone. watching a cartoon. BEDROOM. I take it you’re at your pottery class. 86
BRANDON sits on the bed. SISSY (O.71. 87 INT.) (CONT’D) Have you eaten? No.S. DAY. HOTEL LOVER fingers fastening a cheap nylon bra.) Are you hungry? No. SISSY hangs up.
. BRANDON Can I get you a drink? HOTEL LOVER hesitates.) (into phone) David?.S.S. BRANDON ignores her SISSY (O.
right? You know he’s got a family? No. It’s disgusting. SISSY
BRANDON You didn’t see the wedding ring on his finger? No. BRANDON He’s not gonna screw you again. least I say I’m sorry. SISSY Why are you so fucking angry? BRANDON Why am I so fucking angry? That’s my boss! You sleep with him after twenty minutes and now you’re calling him up? What’s the matter with you? You know he’s got a family. At leastSISSY
BRANDON (OVER) That’s all you ever fucking say! SISSY (OVER) Well. SISSY
BRANDON You’re a liar. I’m sorry SISSY
BRANDON You’re always sorry. She snuggles up to him.72. (SIGHS). SISSY
BRANDON You left a message didn’t you? You can’t help yourself.
. SISSY Can you just give me a hug? BRANDON puts him arm around her.
Obviously. You trap me. I fucked up. just forget it. what sort of fucking shit is that? SISSY You’re my brother.. “I’ve got nowhere else to go. SISSY I’m sorry. SISSY You’re my brother. BRANDON No. We’re family. BRANDON Some people fuck up all the time. BRANDON (CONT’D) Look. This isn’t working out. I make you angry all the time and I don’t know why.
. I’m not perfect.” I mean. Pause. We’re meant to look after each other. You need to find somewhere else to live. I’m responsible for you? Yes! SISSY
BRANDON No I’m not! SISSY Yes you fucking are! BRANDON (OVER) I didn’t give birth to you! I didn’t bring you into this world.trying.. SISSY I don’t have anywhere else to go. BRANDON Try doing something. actions count! Not words. But I’m. BRANDON So what. (beat) This isn’t about him. I’m your sisterm.73. You force me into a corner and you trap me. I’m sorry. BRANDON removes his arm from around SISSY.
SISSY pulls BRANDON’s hand away. How are you helping me? You come in here. I’mSISSY
BRANDON (OVER) I’m looking after myself. If I left now. Try not talking. SISSY (CONT’D) Don’t you think that’s sad? Don’t you think that’s sad? You’re my brother. You’re completely fine.74. I’m trying to talk to you! BRANDON I don’t want to talk. Stop playing the victim. Do you understand me? You’re a burden. SISSY I’m not playing the fucking victim. Try just listening or thinking for a change. BRANDON Why is it always so dramatic with you? Everything is always the end of the world. I’d never hear from you again. BRANDON (CONT’D) How are you helping me? Huh? Look at me. You’re just fucking dragging me down. SISSY (OVER) I’m trying to help you! BRANDON How are you helping me? Huh? How are you helping me? BRANDON grips SISSY’s face in his hand. ‘cos that’s working great for you.
. BRANDON You’re not looking after me. SISSY Yeah. You can’t even clean up after yourself. SISSY It’s not fucking dramatic. and you’re a weight on me.
You know. BRANDON Well. At least I don't depend on people all the time. you're a parasite. that’s amazing. I should be in awe of you. Not from you. I’ve got my own fucking apartment. you’ll move out. BRANDON
BRANDON makes his way to the closet. SISSY And then I’ll never hear from you again? BRANDON exits the apartment.75. SISSY You don’t have anybody. And then you'll just come back and we'll just have this same fucking conversation again. So what does that make you? SISSY DOn’t talk to me about sex-life Brandon. Whatever. NIGHT BRANDON’s reflection in the window as the train travels. BRANDON (CONT’D) I’m going out. 88 INT. You have me and your fucking pervert boss. BRANDON Well. BRANDON No. 88
. at least I'm responsible for it. you're a dependency. Your job and an apartment. SISSY Great. You have your own apartment.SUBWAY TRAIN. BRANDON You slept with that fucking pervert boss. taking his coat. whopee-fucking-shit. You don’t have anybody. SISSY Oh.
. BRANDON (CONT’D) . drinks alone at the barAn OLDER GUY paws a GAUNT YOUNG WOMAN plying her with drinks. knocking them back much to his delight.. We see that BRANDON has a nasty cut on his cheek.just as you come. catching the eye of a girl (CARLY) walking towards the bar. CARLY looks over at her MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND just visible across the bar talking to a couple of GUYS.. Earlier that nightBRANDON sits. BAR. her lips blotting the edge of a glass overfilled with beer. CARLY BRANDON 89
. her friends playing poolHeyHey.That’s what I like to do. up and under the girl’s skirt. 89 INT. her breasts spilling out of her T-shirt. CARLY looks at him. I like to slip my tongue inside youCARLY leans in closer.. I like the way it’s just me and it. as she leans against the bar.. shocking her a little and yetBRANDON (CONT'D) I like the way it feels.. BRANDON (CONT’D) (close to) You want to get out of here? CARLY gigglesBRANDON (CONT’D) I could take you somewhere. BRANDON watches. I wanna taste you. sobering and yetBRANDON’s hand discreetly reaches down. BRANDON (CONT’D) What? Are you with someone? Does he go down on you? I do. NIGHT.
CARLY’s MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND approaches. CARLY hesitates. CARLY He’s kidding. quizzicalMUSCULAR BOYFRIEND (CONT’D) What’s up babe? CARLY nods. that I’d like to fuck her in that tight pussy of hers. MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND (To CARLY) You won’t let me fuck you in the ass. BRANDON (CONT’D) Want me to make you come? BRANDON (CONT’D) I can do that. (CHUCKLES) MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND
BRANDON I mean bone her real hard til she’s clawing up my back. Yeah. Want me to do that? BRANDON strokes her chinHey-? MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND
From behind. CARLY gently bars her MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND. the moment hangs dangerous between them. CARLY
. huh? MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND
BRANDON I was just telling your pretty girlfriend here.77. deflectsCARLY I was just getting some drinks. Christ. BRANDON After I fuck her hard up the ass. BRANDON sucks his fingers. I put my balls in her mouth while I come on her face. trying to diffuse lead him away.
STREET. The slip and slide of BRANDON’s shoes. The MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND comes in hard again. CARLY Jesus. The MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND runs out after him. BRANDON recoils yet almost seems to want more as he struggles to stand. BRANDON
The MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND reacts as BRANDON shoves his fingers under his nose. his face smashed against the sidewalk. come on. kicking him.78. BRANDON is rounding a corner. He spits on BRANDON. He spins BRANDON around and punches him. MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND Hey. aimless and bleedingThe DRONE of taxi’s streaking past-
.. doing up his jacket. NIGHT. MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND You get to fuck her in the ass? You know. 90
EXT. NIGHT. BRANDON walking. knows what’s coming next. MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND You mother fucker. I’m fucking loving this. sharp in the ribs. BRANDON
MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND Tell me more man. MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND (SNIFFS) Yo! The MUSCULAR BOYFRIEND shoves BRANDON. BRANDON laughs. BRANDON turns. NEAR BAR. OUTSIDE BAR. Romeo. sips his drink90 EXT. Smell it. smiles provocatively. STREET. because you.
79. he crosses streets. in oversized clothes. BRANDON reaches for his iPhone. STREET NEAR CLUB. 92
BRANDON walking past a blur of yellow Neon and glow of shop signsAcross the street. disorientated. traffic. A lively bar. BRANDON looks awayA GANG OF GIRLS pass. TWO WOMEN seated outside a bar. when human. buddy. who point him back along the cueHe stands in lineAcross the street. He stands smoking outside a heaving bar. moving onBRANDON’s face head down wanting to get away. NIGHT. The SCREECH of hornsBRANDON ignores them. dog or stroller gets in his way until92 EXT. 93 EXT. a THICK SET GUY eyes him. He keeps walking. sunk under caps and hoods. drinking and smoking. barred by BOUNCERS. tries to cover his face with his phone to get into the clubBOUNCER Woah! Not tonight. eyes scouringTEENAGERS loiter. jaywalking through the traffic. A rush of TEENAGERS and MIDDLE AGED COUPLES spilling out of a cinemaBRANDON walking. The BOUNCERS let them in with ease. a snaking queue of MEN wait in line outside a club. a couple of HOT GIRLS enteringBRANDON considers. NIGHT. goes to enter. darting off the sidewalk into the road. lost in their laughing conversation obliviousBRANDON walks onA YOUNG MAN with a satchel roughly brushes past himThe YOUNG MAN wavers on seeing BRANDON is crying. 93
BRANDON pulls away. BACKROOM. 95 INT. punctured with groans from dark cubiclesBRANDON hesitates. CLUB. NIGHT. and TWIGS. rubbing along its roof. CLUB. LABYRINTH. MEN caught briefly in light. lost in fellatio and stand up fuckingBRANDON keeps walking. waiting for BRANDON to follow. BRANDON follows. 95 94
Passing through a low hung door. tongue searching his mouth. Suddenly a hand reaches out. Through the glass a heaving bar. SKINNY BOYS. 96
An endless darkness. The THICK SET GUY over the street. kissing him. drawn towards a dark doorway96 INT.
. BRANDON considers. eyes grazing over BRANDON as he re-enters the heaving bar opposite. arms raised. eyes grazing overDimly lit crevices. BRANDON moves along a dark labyrinth of corridors. NIGHT. flicks out his cigarette. narrowly avoiding a taxi streaking past. hands gently yet forcefully pushing the THICK SET GUY down on his knees. drawing him into the dark cubicleThe THICK SET GUY presses BRANDON up against the wall. BOUNCER (CONT’D) I said not tonight. hungry and urgent. CLUB. dancing to the pulse of music. foot slipping on the moist floor. hands sunk deep in his pockets. BRANDON considers. walks away. NIGHT. BRANDON ties to get in again. The THICK SET GUY. 94 INT. The BOUNCER stops him a second time. Fluorescent light skimming the thick black darkness like a beam on a lighthouseA heaving dance floor of BUTCH BEARS. on the edge untilHe suddenly crosses the street.80.
AN APARTMENT. gripping the cubicle wall.81. He stands. it’s Sissy. He clocks his phone. legs splayed letting the THICK SET GUY take him in his mouth. BEDROOM. 97 EXT.. Thanks for letting me stay. BRANDON throws his head back. BRANDON pockets his phone. BRANDON has sex with a BLONDE and BRUNETTE.. BRANDON listens to his voicemailSISSY ON ANSWER MACHINE (from SISSY) Brandon. BRANDON looks beyondA THIN BOY down on his knees sucking a cock through a hole between walls. 99 98 97
. fucking the THICK SET GUY in the mouthThe PULSE of music heaving. The early hoursBRANDON. SISSY ON ANSWER MACHING We’re not bad people.. A threesome. Please. SISSY ON ANSWER MACHINE Please will you pick up the fucking phone? BRANDON stops and knocks on an apartment door.. LATER. his animalistic grimace turns to pain and anguish. Throughout the images of the threesome. BRANDON stands. 99 INT. I really need to talk to you.. 98 EXT. NIGHT. heading away. BRANDON. He is beautiful. STREET OUTSIDE CLUB. NIGHT. at climax. We just come from a bad place. several messages from SISSY logged. The palm of BRANDON’s hand pressed against the side of the cubicle. we hear more of SISSY’s Voicemail. punctured by groans and grunts of rough sex from deep within. A woman opens and BRANDON steps in. the club rocking..
looks up from reading her book. we have to discharge this train. head lent against the window. The silence at last punctured by the SHRILL hum of the intercomINTERCOM Ladies and Gentlemen. SUBWAY. Above a poster of a sunny shiny family advertising LIFE INSURANCEBRANDON’s eyes graze over the posterHe stands his reflection mirrored back at him. BRANDON leans his head against the glass. The grey snake of a subway coming up from under groundBRANDON stands on a platform. Please follow the conductor to the rear of the train. at this time. preparing for his stopThe train SCREECHES to a sudden haltWheels SCREECHING along the trackThe COLUMBIAN WOMAN wakesA YOUNG STUDENT plugged headphone on. half asleep. It’s not the rush hour yet. DAWN. TRAIN. A virtually empty carBRANDON sitsA COLUMBIAN WOMAN across the car. 100 INT. The train sits in the station. BRANDON inwardly curses. a hangover kicking in. The RATTLE of the subway pulling inBRANDON boards the train. closes his eyes. due to a police investigation. DAWN.82. 101 100
. clearly at the end of a long shift. SUBWAY. 101 INT. And wait in silence. Doors not opening. The long low PING of the intercom fading outThey wait.
This way. Details of the carriage appear. A LARGE BLACK WOMAN. FEMALE CONDUCTOR Move on. CONDUCTOR (O. 102 INT. “What’s going on?” BRANDON finally makes his way down with the other passengers to the last carriage. Quickly FEMALE CONDUCTOR This way. 102
Several ENGINEERS stand further down the platform surrounding a TRAUMATISED DRIVERCONDUCTOR Follow. This way.S. CONDUCTOR (O. Move on.) Watch your step between cars. Half-drunken cup of coffee. please. An old New York POST. Passengers asking. Two PLATFORM ATTENDANTS talk to POLICE OFFICERS.S. Follow me. Nothing to see. As he steps out. me please. wondering why the doors aren’t opening in the station. Graffiti on all the car windows. CONDUCTOR (CONT’D) Watch your step. This way. and ENGINEERS and FIREMEN making their way to the far front of the train. he looks down to his far left and sees a POLICE CAUTION LINE being unraveled. The other few commuters in the carriage sit awkwardly. face bowed. They wait.) (OVER) Right this way.
. Suddenly passengers from other carriages are making their way through the carriage that BRANDON’s in. DAWN. with the CONDUCTOR ushering the passengers to make their way down to the end. sits talking to a POLICE OFFICER giving a statementCONDUCTOR Watch your step. SUBWAY.83.
breath quickening. BRANDON picks up his pace. BRANDON’S BUILDING . He taps the keys pressing the cellphone to his ear. discarded. BRANDON flicks it off.
. BRANDON makes his way past the wrought-iron gate with other passengers. slips it back in his pocket.LOBBY. a seeping panic threatening to unleashShit! BRANDON
SUDDENLY he makes a dash for it. STREET.
EXT. Tries againANSWER MACHINE (CONT’D) This is Sissy. 104 INT.84.leave a message. already reaching for his cellphoneBeyond the glow of an ambulanceBRANDON keeps walking. DAWN. He flicks out his phone again. filing out of the subway. 104
His finger repeatedly presses the elevator button as if by doing so will make it arrive quicker. DAWN. like Sissy’s earlier at the Boom Boom Room. heading off up the road quietly distracted. BRANDON picks up his pace. The PULSE of a distant phone ringingThe answer machine kicks inANSWER MACHINE This is Sissy. BRANDON climbs the stairs. going up the stairwell..leave a meBRANDON is running now. heart beating fast now. weaving through the sidewalk at pace.. Don’t if you’re an asshole. eyes catching on-
A WOMAN’s shoes. The intermittent WHIR of sirensBRANDON emerging from the subway. OUTSIDE SUBWAY..
cradled between his legs. 105
BRANDON enters into the elevator.CORRIDOR. BRANDON stops with relief. he releases the pressure the blood flows. APARTMENT. a seeping concern pricking his skin108 INT. the phone wedged between shoulder and chin. reaching his front door. 106 Exiting.ELEVATOR. letting himself exhaleSissySILENCEBRANDON hesitates. deep slashes scissoring the veins. every time he moves his fingers. already pooled across the floorBRANDON reaches for SISSY gripping her wrists. DAWN. temporarily stemming the flow of blood. BRANDON grips them tighter. BRANDON cradles her in his arms. the flap of skin. APARTMENT. The door shuts immediately behind him. grappling with his phone. BATHROOM. a quiet determination to stop the bleedingThe skid of blood underfoot. DAWN. freezing on seeingSISSY sunk on the floor wedged between the bathroom and the toiletThe pump of blood seeping from her wrists. DAWN. BRANDON desperately holds her. flayingBRANDON pushes the fat of his thumb on each slash. OUTSIDE APARTMENT. BRANDON walks into the bathroom. blood seeping between his fingersBRANDON looks at her wrist. He is already pulling out his keys and pushing them into the door with growing dread107 INT. BRANDON’S BUILDING . 105 INT. 106 INT. desperately calling 911.85. 107
The sound of running water from the bathroom. DAWN. leaning his forehead against the bathroom door. 108 BRANDON
. his fingers pressing her wrists. BRANDON heads along the faceless corridor. CORRIDOR. BRANDON’S BUILDING .
Relief overwhelming BRANDON. BRANDON turns to stroke SISSY’s hair. close nowBRANDON walking along a concrete jettyA rusting building. edging along the jetty untilBRANDON reaches the edge of the jetty. DAY. letting his fingers hover over them until finallyA FINGER lightly outlines a snaking scar seeping up her arm. The endless grey of the Hudson River. railings seemingly speeding up his journey. He slams down the phone. focusing on him untilSISSY (murmuring) Shithead. sleeping. Sitting by Sissy’s bedsideSISSY lies. on the edge of touching them. BRANDON’s gaze falling on SISSY lying in the hospital bed. eyes falling on the scars covering her arms. he laughs. rests his head next to hers. She slips again. struggling to hold her in his grasp. BRANDON now walking along the side of the river. 111
. She sleeps again. DUSK. He reaches out a hand. BRANDON. skin white. 109
EXT. 109 INT. HUDSON RIVER. The gentle rise and fall of her breath.
Beyond. She stirs a little butSISSY’s eyes just opening. 111 EXT. The slip of SISSY’s wrist through BRANDON’s fingers. strapped to a drip. HOSPITAL. oxidized and stained salt green. looking outThe LAP of grey water beneath. DOCK. DUSK. her wrists bandaged.86. the shadowy black figures of a broken jetty stretch out toward the open river. WATERFRONT. HUDSON RIVER. BRANDON head bowed. exhales on the edge.
This time. the tears flowing slow at first until they rush. decisive. Far off the drone of the freeway. BRANDON stands. The LAP of the water steady nowBRANDON sobs and sobs and sobs.
. a dance begins. the early evening trawl of traffic kicking inThe froth of the tide back and forth. the train pulls into the station. PLATFORM. The PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL who we met at the beginning of our story is staring down at BRANDON. like floodgates opening. inconsolable now. The train leaves the platform. He takes a seat automatically. SUBWAY. He reaches for breath. rising and breaking. buckled in two. BRANDON’s face is fractured into many conflicting emotions. Wearing a vacant face. MORNING. waiting for the train that will take him to work. At this moment. 113 INT. Engaged. a mixture of surprise. As he instinctively looks up to respond. fear. blocking BRANDON as the train pulls in to her stop. the PRETTY SUBWAY GIRL stands up. BRANDON feels the heat of someone’s gaze. It’s as if a magnet is drawing him in. flooded with emotionBRANDON sinks squat to the ground.87. TRAIN. BRANDON boards. body shuddering. trying to stifle the howls emanating from his body. excitement and doubt across his face. SUBWAY. a mess of snot and tears as he looks out over the wide sweep of the Hudson River. She looks because she wants to be looked at. back and forth. this time in a more engaging fashion. active. Again. MORNING. she leads. 113
Looking into no man’s land. eyeing BRANDON as she makes her way to the door. 112 INT. a hangover kicking inAnd at once BRANDON is crying. but at the same time he’s trying to resist. 112
BRANDON stands in his familiar spot on the platform. as if pre-programmed.
114 INT. 115 THE END 115
. We do not know if BRANDON is still aboard or has succumbed to his urges. SUBWAY. PLATFORM. MORNING. 114
The train pulls away from the station and disappears into the tunnel.88.