CONVOY OF HOPE

Episode 1X01 – “KLIMOV”

Written by

Keaton Wares

October 12, 2021

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EXT. WOODLANDS – EVENING

WIDE ON - The descending sunlight seeps through the trees. An abnormally small Red Deer,
perhaps a calf, wonders through the forest, not a care in the world. It stops at a nearby spring,
lowering its head, drinking the water. After a few moments, the deer stops. It raises its head
slowly, like it’s heard something. It suddenly jerks round, terrified. From O.S, SLATER DIVES
onto the deer and tackles it to the ground. He rolls around, Deer restrained, and slits its throat
with a sharpened stick. Blood runs into the fresh water. As the deer struggles, SLATER looks
mortified, he hates having to kill such an innocent creature. The deer finally stops squirming and
SLATER relaxes for a moment. He rolls the deer onto the rocks beside him and lies back,
covered in blood. He catches his breath and composes himself.

EXT. RUDEMENTARY CAMPSITE – WOODLANDS – NIGHT

MEDIUM ON SLATER – He gazes into the fire. Two short sticks are stuck in the ground,
parallel to one another, holding up another, larger, sharper stick with venison meat cooking over
the flame. He turns the stick, cooking the other side. He lets go and leaves it to cook. He gazes to
the side, the deer carcass is still with him. SLATER contemplates.

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SLATER uses a large stick to dig into the soil.

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SLATER picks up the carcass and lowers it into the pit he’s dug.

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SLATER is smoothing out the soil. After a moment, he turns back round to face the campfire, the
venison meat is burning. He races over to the campfire, takes the stick off of the flame and lays it
on a rock, and in doing so, burns himself. His burn is on the same hand as the scarring from his
kitchen accident. He waves his hand around, trying to catch the air to cool it down. He looks over
to the spring.

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SLATER has his hand submerged in the spring whilst eating a piece of meat in the other. He
looks into the water, at his reflection. He is disappointed in the person he sees.

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SLATER is bathing in the spring. He washes the blood off of his face.

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SLATER washes his clothes.

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SLATER is sat down by the fire, clean. He sits in complete silence and concentrates. He looks
into the forest. We don’t see what he sees. He stands up and wonders slightly further. We see two
more deer wondering around the tree-line, as if they’re looking for something - maybe their calf.
SLATER’S face turns sour. He sees the striking resemblance this bares to his own life. He
decides to leave them be and sits back down.

EXT. VALLEY – DAY

SLATER trudges through the thick, washed green fields. He lugs his backpack and the stick he
used to kill the deer.

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SLATER continues walking.

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SLATER stops as the sun goes down. He has an epiphany. He tracks the sun with his eyes, turns
180 degrees. He holds his arm out and lifts it in an upward motion; he is mimicking the direction
the sun rose.

SLATER
East. . .

SLATER continuous the motion up and then back down the other way, turning around to face the
sun again.

SLATER (CONT’D)
. . .West. . .

He pauses for a moment before turning 90 degrees to his right.

SLATER
. . .North.

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He continues walking north. HIGH ANGLE ON SLATER as he wonders away.

HEAR HEAVY RAIN

EXT. WOODLANDS – RAINY NIGHT

SLATER is sat underneath a ridge, sheltering himself from the rain. He waits for it to calm down,
sticking his hand out – still too heavy. He sits back against the dirt. He turns to the huge rock
beside him. He pulls out the sharpened stick and begins to engrave something into the surface of
the stone. It takes him a while, but he finally finishes. “Slater was here”. He drops the stick and
looks exhausted. He closes his eyes for a moment.

HEAR GUNSHOT ECHO THROUGH THE VALLEY

SLATER opens his eyes slowly, alerted to the sound.

BEAT.

HEAR EXCESSIVE GUNFIRE

SLATER jumps up and follows the sound. We track him as he runs, stopping occasionally to
reorientate himself until the gunfire suddenly stops. SLATER halts. He observes his surroundings
for what feels like minutes, until the silence is eventually broken once more.

HEAR LEAVES RUSTLING

SLATER turns to face the noise. He follows it back into the tree-line. SLATER continuous to
follow it. As he grows closer, he takes cover behind a tree, prepared for the worst. He just stands
there, the rain drenching him. He can’t bring himself to look. He finally shimmies around the tree
and spots the source of the noise – we do not see it. He is shocked. He edges closer before
stopping. We finally see it – a YOUNG GIRL (10s) – she is Serbian. She is covered in mud. Her
hair is matted and she is dressed in nothing more than rags. She looks at him with a surprisingly
neutral expression, holding a teddy bear by the hand. SLATER reciprocates her facial expression,
from shocked, to serious.

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ROLL CREDITS:

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