PREVAILED

Written by
ARJUN SETHU

ID NUMBER - 2014001461

INT. LODGE ROOM

NIGHT

A bunch of keys vibrate on a table as the knocks on the door

grew harder and harder. The red door was being banged hard
from outside, making the painting hanging on the wall
adjacent to the door shake with the rhythm of the big knocks.
WAIT!

JOHNATHAN

With Johnathans shout, knocking on the door stops. Now, only

the sound of heavy rain is heard.
Johnathan wears his glasses and walks towards the door and
opens it.
There stands Wilson, drenched and smiling, looking down at
something on the floor & holding a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Wilson realizes Johnathan has opened the door. He looks up
and smiles wider. Johnathan studies Wilson.
WILSON
Hahh... ITS YOU.
JOHNATHAN
Youre drunk.
WILSON
I cant find my keys. I didnt
loose them, I just cant find them.
I didnt wake you up. Did I?
JOHNATHAN
You are drunk.
WILSON
Stop stating the obvious.
JOHNATHAN
Hmm... Youre half drunk.
Wilson gently pushes Johnathan aside. He enters the room and
drops the bottle on the table.
WILSON
Im half sober.
Wilson leans on the wall. Johnathan locks the door behind him
and sits on the edge of his bed with his hands supporting his
head.
JOHNATHAN
I dont think I can sleep again.
WILSON
Why is that?

2.
Johnathan tilts his head up clearly displaying his anger
towards Wilsons indulgence in midnight and in background the
windows lit up with lightning from outside.
The room echoes with roaring sound of thunder, giving more
meaning to Johnathans anger.
WILSON (CONTD)
Oh... yeah. Obviously, nobody can
sleep with this thunder and
lightning going on.
Johnathan opens his mouth to say something but changes his
mind. Wilson grabs the bottle again. Takes a sip. Keeps it
back.
He sits on the floor with his back supporting the wall.
Johnathan looks at Wilson.
JOHNATHAN
Wil. Talk to me.
About?

WILSON

JOHNATHAN
The interview.
WILSON
Well... Emm... They are not...
JOHNATHAN
Chuck it. Your half empty bottle is
speaking more clearly than you are.
Its telling me that you failed.
Again.
WILSON
You think thats why Im drinking?
By the way, its half full.
JOHNATHAN
Why are you drinking?
WILSON
Why is my bed all messed up?
JOHNATHAN
Its just the way you left it this
morning.
WILSON
I went to her after the interview.
Johnathan tilts his head up to look at Wilson.

3.
WILSON (CONTD)
I felt like going to her. I knew I
messed the interview. I wanted to
cry so I went to her.
Johnathan slowly stands up. Starts moving towards Wilson as
he continues to speak.
WILSON (CONTD)
Why did I go to her for crying in
the first place? Why her? Why cant
I just cry anywhere? Maybe thats
the problem why my life is falling
apart. Im not being me. Im
pretending to be strong but Im
not.
I should let people know that Im
not strong. Then people might stop
taking me for granted. Then they
might actually feel sorry for me.
She might feel sorry for me. She
was my... hey Jo, pass me that...
Wilson extends his hand up pointing at his bottle of whisky.
Johnathan gently moves the bottle on the table away from
Wilsons sight, then kneels down and starts removing Wilsons
shoes.
WILSON (CONTD)
Why this instant love and care for
me now? Do you think that will make
me feel better? Im not hurt. Im
alright. I can take care of myself.
Im not hurt. Im not...
JOHNATHAN
Youre pretending to be strong
again.
Wilson sighs. He sits there until Johnathan finishes.
JOHNATHAN (CONTD)
Talk. Keep talking. Talk about the
interview.
WILSON
She opened her door but... but she
didnt let me in...
JOHNATHAN
Interview. I said talk about the
interview.

4.
WILSON
Everything was going well. I mean I
was able to see fair chances of me
getting the job. Then there was...
there was this guy. In the
interview panel, sitting extreme
right.
He was looking straight into my
eyes. I swear to God his looks were
like... like... some kind of
drilling machine which was drilling
my eyes and brain. That constant
look made me nervous. You know the
things I do when I get nervous
right?
JOHNATHAN
Absolutely.
WILSON
They asked me what can I bring to
the table for the team?
JOHNATHAN
What did you say?
erm...

WILSON

JOHNATHAN
Okay. Dont tell me... Tell me what
she said?
Bacon.
What?

WILSON
JOHNATHAN

WILSON
Thats what I said. Bacon.
JOHNATHAN
Oh... Jesus. You are definitely not
getting that job.
WILSON
I know. Before I could think and
form an answer in my mind for that
question of theirs... I had
already said bacon.
Suddenly, a loud trance music starts playing from the other
side of their wall. That catches the attention of both of
them. Johnathan frowns.

5.
JOHNATHAN
Shut upppp!
Johnathan shouts at the top of his lungs and the music from
other room of the lodge, stops. There is a moment of silence
in the room.
JOHNATHAN (CONTD)
Did you say that she didnt let you
in?
WILSON
You know me for 7 years now right.
But you have always opened the door
no matter what.
Wilson looks at Johnathan, for the first time since he came
in.
WILSON (CONTD)
Shes getting married.
To?
Not me.

JOHNATHAN
WILSON

JOHNATHAN
Im sorry Wil. I truly am. I... I
dont know if youll forgive me.
WILSON
She said we cant see each other
anymore. She is getting married in
two months. When she said that, I
couldn't say anything. She stood
there. I stood there. Last thing
that me and her shared was the
silence.
Johnathan stays silent after hearing that. Wilson stays
silent after saying that. Johnathan decides to break the
silence.
JOHNATHAN
Im so sorry Wil. Im sorry.
WILSON
You are apologizing as though you
are marrying her. You.... Wait...
What is that?
Wilsons eye catches a glimpse of three big travel bags in
the corner of the room.
Jo...?

WILSON (CONTD)

6.

Im sorry.

JOHNATHAN

WILSON
No. No. No. No. No. No...
Wilson gets up. Out of balance, he leans on the door.
WILSON (CONTD)
Youre leaving me? Youre also
leaving me? You cant leave me.
Jo... Tell me youre going
somewhere for a holiday Jo.
Johnathan takes a deep breath.
JOHNATHAN
Ive been paying your rent for
three weeks now. I cant do this
anymore. Youre...
WILSON
But we are like brothers.
JOHNATHAN
The food, the petrol, the
laundry... the ... Everything...
Everything is coming out of my
pocket and I cant do it. Not
anymore.
WILSON
You forgot all those times? All
those times that we spent together?
JOHNATHAN
Stop talking this way... Please.
Its demeaning.
WILSON
Dont you remember the time when
you went missing and I found you?
JOHNATHAN
YOU went missing AND I found YOU.
WILSON
Those Indians... Remember how we
beat the crap out of them?
JOHNATHAN
You went to hospital and I paid for
your medication.
WILSON
Ab..aa..I made you coffee
yesterday.

7.
JOHNATHAN
That was... Oh..wait. You actually
did.
WILSON
So... It ends like this?
JOHNATHAN
Im sorry Wil. I cant stop this
now. I know youre going through a
lot but... If I choose to stay now,
then Ill be stuck with you for
life.
Wilsons eyes gets moist. He reaches for the bottle again and
starts to take a sip but stops.
Both face away from each other.
WILSON
You should sleep. I assume you have
to leave in the morning.
Johnathan exhales. Goes to bed and slowly lies down.
Wilson looks outside the window. He realizes that the rain
has stopped.
WILSON (CONTD)
What is the flaw in me? In us? In
all of us?
There is a long silence.
JOHNATHAN
We ARE the flaw. Human IS the
error.
WILSON
Dont give me that load of religion
now.
JOHNATHAN
Im just saying that we are the
mistake that God made. He wanted to
see us make another heaven on
earth, we made earth a night club.
He wanted to watch us spread love
and peace. We play bar fight as
sports. We measure everything in
money. Art is measured in money.
How do you like that?
Money. Everything is measured in
money. Even me, I measured our
friendship in money moments ago. I
dont know why. Hatred has finally
outnumbered kindness.

8.
WILSON
Stop it. Im the one who is drunk.
JOHNATHAN
Hmmm... Im not religious by the
way.
WILSON
Why do you go to church every
Sunday?
JOHNATHAN
You might not understand even if I
tell you. No. You wont.
WILSON
Your... that... Hatred outnumbered
kindness line... that was deep
mate. Write that down.
Johnathan smiles.
Thank you.

JOHNATHAN

Wilson slowly closes his eyes.

FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
INT. LODGE ROOM

DAY

Wilson wakes up. Looks at the bottle of the whisky first. He

sees a sticky note sticking to the whisky bottle that says
SORRY, CALL ME . He stands up. Looks at the room. The bags
were gone. Johnathan was gone.
Wilson takes his wallet out. Checks how much money it has. He
finds few dollars.
He puts on his jacket, preparing himself to go out. He starts
wearing his shoes. He finds that he is missing a shoe. He
looks around the room but he fails to find it. He bends down
to look under his bed. He finds the shoe.
His peripheral view sees something under Johnathans bed. He
pans his head and looks under Johnathans bed.
The three big travel bags.
Suddenly, the door opens. Johnathan comes in holding a
package covered in a brown bag.
JOHNATHAN
Hatred hasnt outnumbered kindness
yet.

9.
Wilson smiles.
JOHNATHAN (CONTD)
Here. Breakfast.
WILSON
What changed your mind?
JOHNATHAN
She was here this morning.
WHAT?

WILSON

JOHNATHAN
You were sleeping.
WILSON
I dont get it? Am I dreaming? Why
was she here? Where is she now?
JOHNATHAN
Slow down. Dont think much. Youll
injure your small brain. She was
here to tell you that she wants to
give your relationship one more
chance. After you left her
apartment last night. She called
off the wedding. Love prevailed.
WILSON
I AM DREAMING.
JOHNATHAN
Youre not. She left that note for
you on the bottle. So, I figured if
she can call off her wedding, I can
give you another chance. After all,
were like brothers.
Wilson smiles, for the first time in the day.
JOHNATHAN (CONTD)
You know why I go to church?
Wilson shakes his head.
JOHNATHAN (CONTD)
Because you dont.
WILSON
Looks like youre stuck with me for
life.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE END