Kristina Furey

Entry VII of "The List"

The List (part VII)

EXT. PRIVATE AIRPORT-LATER THAT MORNING

Rebecca’s car pulls up.

INT. PRIVATE AIRPORT- MINUTE LATER

Jenny enters and approaches a man, JIM, a pilot

JENNY:  Hi, I’m Jenny Matisse and I have a lesson with Jim.

JIM:  That would be me.  You’re late.

JENNY:  I’m sorry.  It’s just…

JIM:  The answer is, “it won’t happen again.”

JENNY:  (She pauses, smiles and confirms) It won’t.

JIM:  Good, then let’s jump right in.  We’ll fill out your paperwork and head out.

JENNY:  Okay.

CUT TO:

EXT. OF AIRPORT

They walk over to a Cessna 152.

JIM:  What we’re going to be flying here today is a Cessna 152.  Let’s get the checklist out.  (He opens the pilot’s door and gets out a list.)  Now what we need to do (pause) is make sure our plane is good to go.  You know, check the wings, prop, ruder, make sure there’s no water contamination in our fuel.  (He hands it to Jenny.)  Let’s get to work. 

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INT. OF PLANE:

Jenny is in the pilots seat.  Jim is in the co-pilot’s seat.

JIM:  Well little lady, we got dual ignition, you’ve told everyone you’re taking off, so let’s go.

JENNY:  So, I keep driving with my feet?

JIM:  Yep, full throttle!

JENNY:  Oh, my gosh!  I can’t believe I’m doing this!

JIM:  Now accelerate and pull back (pause) slowly.

JENNY:  Oh, my gosh!  I‘m doing it!  I’m doing it!  We’re flying!  We’re flying!

JIM:  Now, level it out a little.

JENNY:  This is so cool!  I can’t believe I’m flying.  I did this.  I took off.  I just, I mean, I knew, but I didn’t really know it would be so real!

JIM:  You did it.  Not bad for a first time.

JENNY:  I did it!  I did it.

CUT TO: 

INT. REBECCA’S HOUSE-KITCHEN

Jenny enters through the back door and sees that the answering machine is blinking.  She plays the message.

MACHINE:  You have one message.

BRANDON:  Hi, it’s me, Brandon (pause) hope you’re feeling better.  (pause) I guess you’re off sailing.  Give me a call when you get back, 555-8792.

MACHINE:  Beep!

Jenny hits the delete button.

MACHINE:  Message deleted.

JENNY:  It’s for the best.  (She searches through the freezer, the refrigerator and the cabinets.)  I’m going grocery shopping!

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INT. REBECCA’S KITCHEN:

Jenny enters with grocery bags.  She puts them down and checks the machine.

MACHINE:  You have two messages.

OLIVIA:  Jenny?  It’s Mom.  I saw you on T.V., well not you but your picture was on Hollywood Lives with Juliette Carter.  What’s going on with you?  Call me.

JENNY:  Uh!

MACHINE:  Beep!

BRANDON:  Hey, Jenny (pause) Are you there?  It’s me Brandon.  Call me.

JENNY:  (She picks up the phone and dials.)  Hi Mom.  (pause)  Yeah, it’s pretty crazy here.  (pause)  Oh no, no, nothing like that.  Try not to believe anything you hear, see, or read.  I’m in the land of smoke and mirrors.  (pause)  I’m fine.  (pause)  Well actually, I’m gonna stay a little while.  (pause)  No.  It has nothing to do with Brandon Deraux.  (pause)  No, he’s great!  (pause)  Yes, I know he was voted sexiest man.  Hey, look Mom;  can we not talk about this?  (The doorbell rings.)  Uh Mom, there’s someone at the door.  I gotta go.  (She hangs up.  She crawls across the floor to the window.)

EXT. REBECCA’S HOUSE-FRONT DOOR:

Brandon is knocking on the door.

INT. REBECCA’S LIVING ROOM:

Jenny is peeking out the window and then she ducks down and hides.

EXT. VIEW FROM THE LIVING ROOM WINDOW

Brandon is gone but his car is still parked out front.

The phone rings…

Brandon walks back to the front door he’s on his cell phone.

INT. REBECCA’S LIVING ROOM:

The phone rings…

Jenny ducks down.

The doorbell rings…

The phone rings…

ANSWERING MACHINE:  Please leave a message.

BRANDON:  Hey, Jenny.  It’s me Brandon, at the front door.  Are you there?  Are you all right?  It’s just, well , the car is here?  Well, give me a call.

ANSWERING MACHINE:  Beep!

EXT. VIEW FROM THE LIVING ROOM WINDOW:

Brandon gets in his car and drives away. 

INT. REBECCA’S LIVING ROOM:

Jenny is sitting on the floor watching him drive away through the window and crying.  The phone rings three times.

ANSWERING MACHINE:  Please leave a message.

OLIVIA:  Jenny, it’s Mom!  Are you there?

Jenny grabs a pillow and hides under it.

OLIVIA:  Give me a call.

ANSWERING MACHINE:  Beep!

The phone rings again, three times.

JENNY:  Noooooo!  Go away!  (She throws a pillow towards the ktchen.)

ANSWERING MACHINE:  Please leave a message.

BRIDGET:  Hi, this is Bridget Thompson, from the Save the Turtles Foundation.

Jenny runs into the kitchen.

INT. KITCHEN: 

BRIDGET:  Just a reminder, the beach sweep is tomorrow. 

Jenny comes running in and diving for the phone.

BRIDGET:  For more information call 555-7125

Jenny picks up the phone too late.

JENNY:  (Calls back)  555-7125, Hi, it’s Jenny.  You just called.  I couldn’t get to the phone in time.  Okay, and how do I get there?

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EXT. A BEACH:

There is a crowd of people around Bridget Thompson and Jenny.  Bridget has a megaphone and is rallying the group.

BRIDGET THOMPSON:  If you don’t have a bag or gloves see Jack.  Jack, raise your hand.  (Jack is an Adonis in a bathing suit.)  Jack is going to be driving this vehicle to my left, with Susan.  Susan, raise your hand.  (Susan looks like she’s from the Swedish bikini team.)  When your bag is full of trash, place it in the vehicle and Susan will give you a ticket.  When you reach the end of our, “Beach Walk for Turtles” the lovely Elsa Vanderhoof will be waiting in a tent to sign autographs.  Anyone holding a ticket may redeem it for this lovely autographed and beautifully framed picture of Elsa with a personal message commemorating this, “Beach Walk for Turtles”.  Now, let’s put on our gloves, grab our bags and let’s walk for turtles!

CROWD:  Let’s walk for turtles!

The crowd disperses and people clean up trash as they walk down the beach.

Jenny heads off to look for trash and is approached by another woman, SUZANNE.

SUZANNE:  I love this, not cleaning up the trash but the possibility of running into some celebrities.  You know, you just never know who you’ll meet.  Are you in the business?

JENNY:  The business?

SUZANNE:  You know, do you act, produce, or write?

JENNY:  No, I’m just a secretary.

SUZANNE:  Oh, you look familiar.  I thought maybe we might have met at an audition or something?

JENNY:  Oh yeah, you know, small world huh, we’ve probably met before.  My name is  (pause)  Shelly  (pause)Shelly Stone.

SUZANNE:  Great name!  Is that your real name?

JENNY:  Um, ah, (She looks confused and mouths gibberish but nothing comes out of her mouth.)

SUZANNE:  Oh, of course it is, I’m sorry.  My real name is Maggie Stevens but I had it changed to Suzanne Hart.

JENNY:   You know, you look more like a Suzanne.

SUZANNE:  Yeah, well, before I had my teeth done and various (She shoves her chest out) other parts of my body done, I looked more like a Maggie Stevens.  It’s possible we met before I received the star treatment.  Oou!  Speaking of stars…  (She pushes her sunglasses down and stares over them.)  Isn’t that Brandon Deveraux?  Oh, he is such a honey.  Excuse me.  (She leaves running towards Brandon.)

JENNY:  Oh, by all means.

Jenny looks over and sees Brandon walking up the beach.

Suzanne approaches him.

Jenny joins a bunch of people trying to blend in.  She keeps peeking to see if Brandon has spotted her.

Brandon sees Jenny.

Jenny quickly looks away and then back.

Brandon starts heading in her direction.

JENNY:  (To the crowd of people.)  Hey, isn’t that Brandon Deveraux?

CROWD MEMBER:  Where?

ANOTHER CROWD MEMBER:  It is!  Over there!

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INT. REBECCA’S KITCHEN:

Jenny enters from outside.

The light is blinking on the answering machine.

 Jenny retrieves the message.

MACHINE:  You have one message.

BRANDON:  Jenny, Hi.  I saw you at the turtle walk today and I could have sworn you saw me?  Is there something going on?  Regardless, give me a call.

MACHINE:  Beep!

CUT TO:

SONG-I WILL RISE-BY NAKED BLUE PLAYS ALONG TO A MONTAGE OF SCENES:

INT. REBECCA’S HOUSE-STAIRS:

She’s running down the stairs.

She’s running down the stairs in a different outfit.

INT. REBECCA’S FOYER:

She opens the front door to the sun rising from the horizon to the sky.

She’s in a different outfit as she opens the front door to the sun rising from the horizon to the sky.

EXT. BAR:

She opens a bar door.  There’s a sign that says, “Open mic night.”

EXT. MARINA:

She and the sailing instructor are preparing to sail.

The sun is rising.  She is on the dock staring out at the water.

EXT. AIRPORT:

She’s on the runway with Jim preparing for takeoff.

EXT. ON THE WATER:

The spinnaker on the sailboat goes up.

EXT. AIRPORT:

The plane takes off.

EXT. ON THE WATER:

She’s sailing.

EXT. AIRPORT:

She’s doing touch and goes in a plane.

INT. BAR:

She’s in a bar. 

Her fingers are tapping on the table in nervousness.

Open mic host calls her up. 

She approaches the microphone.

She leans in and puts her hand to her ear to hear better.

The host plays the guitar.

She grabs the microphone off of the stand and sings.

Audience claps.

EXT. IN THE AIR:

She’s flying.

She wears a buttoned up blouse.

EXT. AIRPORT:

She’s landing

Jim is talking to her in the plane.

Jim steps out of the plane.

She sees Brandon leaning against the building watching her.

Jim is now outside the plane and Jenny is still inside.  He takes off his hat and bows waving her on.

She takes off, solo.

She’s in the air.

She lands and is greeted by Jim and the staff.  They cheer and cut out a hole in the back of Jenny’s shirt.

Brandon stays in the background.

Jenny sees him but is surrounded by the celebration.

The song ends.

JIM:  You did well.  (He has the piece of her shirt.)  We keep the sweaty part of the shirts to add to our wall of solos.

JENNY:  Thank you Jim.  (She shakes his hand and smiles.  Then she looks over at Brandon.)  I gotta go.

JIM:  Take care.

JENNY:  See yah!  (She walks over to Brandon.) Hi.

BRANDON:  Hi.

JENNY:  I guess you saw my big moment.

BRANDON:  You’ve been busy.  Is this why you haven’t returned my calls?

JENNY:  No.   (She looks down at her feet.)

BRANDON:  Then what Jenny, what’s changed?

JENNY:  Can we go somewhere?  Look, I , I, I, get paranoid when we’re together in public.

BRANDON:  Sure, where do you want to go?

JENNY:  I don’t know.  Anywhere, that we can be alone.

BRANDON:  Okay.  Let’s go.  (He motions to his car.)

They get in Brandon’s car.

(TO BE CONTINUED…)

 

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