THE HOPE FUND

SCREENPLAY BY:
Justin Matthew P. Estacio

INT. CLASSROOM- DAY

BLACK.
CLASSROOM SHOTS FADE IN (TEACHER TALKING, STUDENTS LAUGHING, WALL
CLOCK) …
…CLOSE- UP TO HOPE’S DIAGNOSIS AND HOPE’S FACE IS DEPRESSED AND
STRESSED
HOPE WALKS OUT TO THE DOOR WALKING FORWARD TO THE CAMERA AND
STUDENT 1 AND 2 IS WATCHING HER, LAUGHING.

INT. C.R.- DAY

HOPE
Hope holds her medicine and stares at it.
(sarcastically)
I will be dead soon. You better miss me.
Hope takes the medicine.

INT. LIBRARY- DAY

HOPE
Hope opens her laptop and logs in to her Fund Me account.
(disappointedly)
Hay! What’s new?
Hope stares at her account with no one donating even a single
cent.
Hope shuts down her laptop and takes a nap.

INT. CORRIDOR- DAY

Hope is walking and her phone rings as someone texted her. She
realized someone donated 100, 000 pesos.
HOPE
(unsure and surprised)
Wait… What? No way! For real?
She opens her laptop and the donation was confirmed. Hope calls
her donator.
HOPE
(euphemistically)
Hello! Good afternoon, ma’am! I am Hope Santos. You donated 50,
000 for my funeral, right? Thank you very much!

DONATOR
Hmmm… Welcome?

HOPE
But ma’am, I’m just curious. Why did you donate 50, 000 for my
funeral?

DONATOR
I don’t know. I just want to.

HOPE
By the way ma’am, can we meet this week? I would like to treat
you as a sign of gratitude. Coffee, tea anything.

DONATOR
I would like to. But I think it’s not anytime soon. I’m busy here
in my clinic.

HOPE
Clinic? Are you a doctor? Woah, cool. You know ma’am, I dreamed
of becoming a doctor before. Then, life had its twists and turns,
and surprise, I became sick.

DONATOR
 I know you can achieve those dreams.

HOPE
Haha, thanks ma’am, but I’m ready to die. By the way, can I get
your full name, just to know you better.

DONATOR
There’s no need for that. I’m always with you.
Ends call
INT. DAY- CLASSROOM
HOPE
Mars! You wouldn’t believe what just happened yesterday!
MARS
Wait, yes, what happened?
HOPE
I reached my 50 000 pesos goal in my account!
MARS
Wow! 50K full? Are you sure it is not a scam?
HOPE
I don’t care. I’m dying, would I have time to think about that
stuff? You know, YOLO!
MARS
YOLO, YOLO! Do you think it’s funny? If I were you, use that
money for your medication.
HOPE
Mars, I already accepted the fact that I’m going anytime, my
funeral would be the last time I’ll be with you, so why not make
it a grand?
Ok, Stop. Change topic! I will get something in my locker.
EXT. CORRIDOR- DAY
HOPE WALKS OUT OF THE CLASSROOM AND PROCEEDS TO HER LOCKER TO GET
HER THINGS.
AS SHE REMOVES HER THINGS FROM HER LOCKER, A PLASTIC ENVELOPE OF
HER MEMORIES FALLS OUT AND SHE OPENS IT.
HOPE NOSTALIGICALLY REMINISCE HER MEMORIES AS SHE REMEMBERED HER
GOOD TIMES WITH HER FRIENDS AND HER DREAM TO BECOME A DOCTOR.
HER PHONE RINGS. THE DONATOR IS CALLING HER.
HOPE
(wiping of her tears)
Yes, ma’am! What’s up!
DONATOR
I’m free tomorrow, would you like to meet?
HOPE
Of course, ma’am. No problem.
DONATOR
Yey! I will text you the address later, see you!
EXT. DAY- SCHOOL
HOPE IS TALKING TO MARS THROUGH THE PHONE.
HOPE
Mars, you’re OA. Like super OA.
-
I can carry myself and besides I can just shout if something
happens.
-
Ugh. Just bye!
EXT. DAY- PARK
HOPE
Checks her watch.
Hmmm… It’s already 4 PM. Where is she?
Hope suddenly feels Goosebumps. A strong wind is blowing behind
her. She can’t move.
The donator is walking behind her. She sees Hope and approaches
her.
DONATOR
Hope Santos?
HOPE
Hope is stunned and can’t believe what she sees.
DONATOR
I’m Dra. Hope Santos
BLACK.
-your future self
INT. LIBRARY- DAY
HOPE SIGHS.
HOPE
Woah.

HOPE OPENS HER LAPTOP OPTIMISTIACLLY AND LOGS IN TO HER ACCOUNT.

SHE SEES HER ACCOUNT WITH NO DONATIONS.
SHE IS QUITE DISSAPOINTED YET RECOVERED IMMEDIETLY WITH A SMILE.
SHE TYPES AND ALTERS HER ACCOUNT THAT WAS ONCE FOR HER FUNERAL
AND NOW FOR HER MEDICATION AND HEALTH CARE.

BLACK.
CREDITS.
END.