My divine life
 
 
 
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INT. BATHROOM - MORNING
M stands in front of the mirror, gazes at herself and opens
the cabinet. Grabs a pill bottle and proceeds to open it.

INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

T stands at the corner of the bed, leaning in towards the
door, listening to M in bathroom. Slowly walks to dresser,
scanning jewelry box.

INT. BATHROOM - MORNING

M swallows pill down. She stops as she places the bottle back
in cabinet, opens lid and individually counts each pill as
she looks out bathroom door.
We hear SOUND OF DRAWER closing. M puts pills back into
bottle and places in cabinet as T walks past bathroom door
and proceeds out front door. M glares at him leave
T
I'll see you in a bit.
M
Okay.
As the door closes M rushes into bedroom. Opens drawer and
pulls out wad of money and counts each individual bill and
places it back under clothes in drawer.
M looks through small bowl of earrings and necklaces. She
moves onto jewelry box, searches intently and stops on the
second drawer, she rapidly searches and stops and doesn't
move for a period of time.

INT. CITY HALL - LATER

T sits at empty table, hood on, legs shaking.
DD from opposite of circle waves T over as he slowly walks
down corridor.
T jogs to DD. They make a small exchange of objects, DD
points to an item in T's hand. An altercation starts between
the two.
CUT TO:
 2.

INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER

M is on her knees, depleted searching through small craves of
couch. She stops and sits up against couch.
T enters through front door, elated, paces to bedroom, we
HEAR sound of rustling as he exits bedroom door and walks
towards M still seated.
T
It's all over baby, i'm done. I'm
gonna get clean for real this time.
(Pause)
What?
M
Nothing. Nothing.
T
Jesus, I thought you might be happy
to hear that.
M
Where is it?
T
What?
M
You know exactly what i'm talking
about.

T
No I don't. What are you talking
about.
(Pause)
M
My grandma's ring.
T
What ring?
M
I'm not gonna let you keep getting
away with this, I know you have it.
T
No I don't. I don't know what
you're talking about.
M
(Pause)
Why do enjoy doing this to me?
(MORE)
 3.
M (CONT'D)
Every time you steal from me I let
it go because I know you have
problems-
T
I'm the one with problems now, is
that it?
M
You do the same thing over and over
again. You sit here and lie to my
face and tell me you're gonna get
clean and this and that.
T
I am gonna get clean.
M
But you don't, you listen, ignore
everything I have to say and do the
same thing, the same exact way.
T
I don't know what the fuck you're
talking about, I stay clean until
you probe and probe and probe so
much that it drives me to want to
swallow down as many pills as I
can, so that you finally leave me
alone.
M
No, I hold you accountable, the
same way I did with therapy and a
counselor and for you to even call
your fucking family for once. But
you neglect and suck the life out
of everything around you.
T
You suck the life out me.
(Pause)
M
Please, where is the ring. We can
start there and figure this out
still.
T
I think you already got it figured
out, i'm a crook, drug addict who
you can't trust.
 4.

M
I've given you every chance to win
my trust back.
T
I can't do anything about it
because you never even trust me in
the first place so please tell me
how i'm suppose to get you to trust
me, huh?
M
You can start by giving me the ring
back.
T
I don't have your ring! Neither
would I take it.
M
It's the same thing, you don't have
it or you've never done it. You
lack the ability to just tell me to
my face how you feel, what you go
through and what you do. I don't
think that's so hard to ask for?
T
Ask for? No you don't ask me you
demand me to do what ever the fuck
you want me to do and it drives me
fucking insane.
M
Maybe because I wan't the best for
you or I just want you to grow up.
T
This is coming from depression
central who pops pills every
morning and night for the past
year.
M
Because I need it! And I certainly
do not abuse it.
T
Oh, weren't you the one that
started taking those and then gave
me one, and another and another...
 5.

M
...Because you said you were going
to kill yourself and wouldn't get
help.

T
SO, maybe I wouldn't be in this
dreadful position if you wouldn't
have force fed me your
antidepressants.
M
That is not true and you know it.
T
I don't know. I guess well never
know, will we?
T walks down the hall, carrying backpack to front door.
T (CONT'D)
It's a shame, a damn shame.
T exits.
M slowly moves down the hall into the bedroom and goes to
jewelry box. Opens drawer and finds the ring in place, stares
at the ring, she slowly moves to bathroom, opens cabinet and
reaches for pill bottle.