last lonely day

by lucy hucker

[LYRIC] action
SONG: jubilee line, int. train - ext.london

on the train looking out on the towns passing by, lots of zoom in on
the types of station signs. reading the journal on the train looking
out of the window.
[your city gave me asthma] looking at the smog, mask

getting of the train

[water gave me cancer] drinking bottled water

walking to regent park and looking at the flowers, train zooming past
again. on the underground reading and looking at the tube times.

[there's a reason they fail] zoom in on the jubilee line sign

SONG: saline solution, ext.london

lots of zooming in on the coronavirus restrictions all over the place

in all the different locations.

[fucking rabies or something] scratching arm

In piccadilly at all the main billboards. washing hands over again,

[to all yours… ] dropping hand sanitizer

SONG: since i saw vienna, ext. london

rooftop shots and shots from low down, lots of walking shots, shots of
planes. looking at the backpack. at st. pauls standing still with the
book. follow shot of a plane. going down the kings cross light tunnel
looking at all the colours,

SONG: your sister was right, ext. london

walking along the southbank with the journal, walking along the
bridges. laying on the ground sad

[my short sight] look into the eye

[im a wanker a complete

wanker a fucking waste - cut zoom on each beat
of time]
SONG: losing face, ext. london

going to canary wharf, dropping the journal on the floor and just
running. sporadic shots of the scenery

[tonight im fucking drunk] lean back and laughing

ripping a page out of the journal and ripping it up. leaning against a
wall and deeply breathing,

[losing face] look onto the face

[i'm losin ] falling on the floor next to the journal looking into
the sky

SONG: la jolla, ext. london - int. car

getting on the train to go home, getting into the car and then looking
onto the road ahead. onlooking at brighton. looking at all the houses.
looking out onto the sea and watching the waves.

(flash forward)we see the journal on the floor at the beach and
someone sits and opens it. they then get up and walk away

narrator (v.o):
i assume if you are reading this i either dropped my journal
or i died, most likely the later.
It was never supposed to be that bad.
it was never supposed to get worse but it did.
nothing stopped it, nothing made it better
it was never even bearable.
i just wanted it to stop, i wanted it all to
i never thought about telling people, because it wasn't normal
people never spoke about what i felt because it was awkward
i'm sorry. i'm so sorry
what i wrote was supposed to be my feelings
but it ended up being a mess of everything
i just wanted it to stop, i wanted it all to stop
i needed it to stop
im sorry
SONG: im sorry boris, int. car - ext. beach

looking at the setting and town in brighton. just looking into the
beauty,

[i don't think i want to leave you] dropping the journal on the beach

we see the person on the rocks walking towards the sea. as the song
ends we cut and hear a splash and we cut back and the person is gone.
we see the journal in the same spot and someone sits down and then
gets up and walks off.