Short Story Extract

1 FADE IN:
TOKYO, HARUJUKU TOWN – DAY- LONG SHOT (EXT)

One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in

Tokyo’s, fashionable Harujuku neighbourhood, Sam walks past
the 100% perfect girl.

CAMERON(VO)

She is not that good looking. She does not stand out in any
way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her hair is
still bent out of shape from sleep. She is not young, either
- must be near thirty, not even close to a “girl,” properly
speaking.

NARRATOR (VO)

But still, Sam knows

from fifty yards away: She is the 100% perfect girl for him.
The moment Sam sees her, there is a rumbling in his chest, and
Sam's mouth is as dry as a desert. You have your own favourite
type of girl...

CAMERON(VO)
One with slim ankles, say, or big eyes, or graceful fingers,
or you are drawn for no good reason to girls who take their
time with every meal.

CAMERON
“I have my own preferences, of course.”
(Thought)
-Sometimes in a restaurant I will catch myself staring at
the girl at the next table to mine because I like the shape of
her nose. But no one can insist that his 100% perfect girl
correspond to some preconceived type. -

“Much as I like noses, I cannot recall the shape of hers or

even if she had one. All I can remember for sure is that she
was no great beauty.”

CAMERON (VO)
It is weird...

CAMERON
“Yesterday on the street I passed the 100% girl,” I tell
someone.

SAM
“Yeah?” (He says), “Good looking?”

CAMERON
“Not really.”

SAM
“Your favourite type, then?”

CAMERON
“I don’t know. I cannot seem to remember anything about her.
“Strange.”
 SAM
“Yeah. Strange.”

CAMERON
“So anyhow,” he says, (already bored,)

SAM
“What did you do? Talk to her? Follow her?”

CAMERON
“Nah. Just passed her on the street.”

END