1. INT. HALLWAY TO AUDITION ROOM. DAY. 1.

ROSIE (23) a petite brunette is approaches the audition room, the hallway is dark with a
blue hue giving a sense of gloom. She walks to the foreboding door, as she pushes it open it
creaks.

INT. AUDITION ROOM. DAY.

The sound is followed by the door slamming shut on itself. ROSIE walks to the centre of the
shadowed studio room. The lights are chiaroscuro and highly contrasted. As Rosie turns to
look at the figure ALI (30) Pakistani broad Gangster/ hit man behind the desk at the front
of the room, a spot light is shone in her face. Rosie steps back blinking from the blinding
light. The room is silent for a second.

Ali remains in the shadows and Rosie is central to the frame in the style of an audition tape.
A red light starts flashing.
ALI:
(Questions)
Rosie Thomson I take it yes?

ROSIE:
(Nervously)
Yeah

ALI:
(Instructs)
Can you move the chair to the centre of the stage please?

Rosie fetches the chair, for a brief moment, she isn't seen, we see her from behind shortly
after with the chair. She walks to the stage and places the chair off centre.

ROSIE:
(Quietly)
OK

ALI:
(Sarcastically)
I did say centre

ROSIE:
(Apprehensively)
Sorry
 ALI:
(Instructs)
Take a seat please

Rosie does as she's told, she looks behind briefly to locate the chair and she smiles and sits
formally.

Ali walks towards Rosie.

ALI:
(Instructs, muffled)
Okay, just relax

ROSIE:
(Innocently)
Ok

As Rosie is sitting, she fiddles with her fingers on her knee. Ali walks towards Rosie.

ALI:
(Sly)

Just relax Rosie. This is all part of your audition. Try your best to keep act
as if this is a real kid napping scene.

Rosie is trying to avoid looking at him in order to keep her concentration. Ali moves behind
her, out of her sight and is silhouetted against the light. Rosie is gagged with force and she
reacts by shaking her head and arms in panic trying to remove the gag. It is obvious she is
acting, she tries to remain reserved to an extent, but it's as though she's connected to her
chair.

Ali restrains Rosie’s arms with thick green hessian rope; it's very traditional and
reminiscent of the horror or noir genre. Rosie’s facial expressions become more intense
with fear, her eyes are stressed open as she tilts her head back. She begins to rock the chair
frantically. It is now clear the reactions are real. Rosie’s shoulders begin to thrust forward,
back and forth. Ali Quickly installs a bag over Rosie’s head. She is hesitant for a moment
before trying to scream under her gag. The sound is muffled and deep.

ROSIE:
(Extremely prolonged muffled)
No no
The room is filled with darkness and none of the characters are visible. But suddenly after
this pause of inactivity; it is silent and Rosie’s bagged head becomes full frontal with a fade
in, it is obvious her head is tilted backward, a shadowed hand is applying force to her neck
and ROSIE emits a slight whimper. The hand slowly moves to Rosie’s chin. Ali places his
hand on Rosie's shoulder as she struggles.

ALI :
(a fake reassurance)
Relax Rosie.

As Ali holds Rosie’s shoulder down to stop her moving and struggling, he swings back a
hammer which is then brought down onto Rosie. Rosie is dimly lit by a red accent light*
which follows her silhouette sharply.
FADE TO:

3. EXT. ALLEYWAY. DAY.

A fade in to a gloomy alleyway, the rain is heavy and street lights reflect in the mirrored
pavement. Rosie is watching and looking around her frantically, her vision is distorted from
the rain and her injury. Footsteps are heard from the character (Ali) carrying Rosie through
the alleyway. Rosie is looking up to the top of the buildings with blinding lights shining like
a surrealists moon, further distorting her vision. Graffiti, industrial waste bins and litter are
scattered across the ground. the wind is frivolous, whipping the ground carrying rain and
litter, whilst splashing in the puddles. Rosie's vision fades in and out of darkness. 

  FADE TO:

4. Ext. CAR PARK AND CAR. NIGHT.

A Nissan Skyline looms out from the shadows; the red lights are almost luminescent. Once
reaching a point a quarter from the curb, its tires spin and screech as it skids around the
corner in a zigzagging fashion.