beginning, middle, and end.

THE BEGINNING:
INT. SMALL MANHATTAN APARTMENT – AFTERNOON
AMY, 40, sort of cute, sits at her computer, perusing a dating site. Her dog SADIE lays across her lap in an awkward position. She sees she has a message. She opens it.
DESIGNER PETE
You are absolutely lovely.
AMY
You are too kind. But thank you! Amy.
DESIGNER PETE
Do you ever enjoy sharing a bottle of wine,
flirting into the evening? Pete.
AMY
Of course! What could be better? Except maybe
olives. Or a really good apple.
CUT TO:
THE MIDDLE:
INT. SMALL MANHATTAN APARTMENT – DAYS LATER
Much of the apartment is strewn with papers, clothes, books, in a mad attempt to pack a year’s worth of life in three duffle bags. Amy sits at her computer, unwashed hair, pajamas, a glass of water dangerously close to her elbow.
Sadie chews a bone.
DESIGNER PETE
I love the company of a smart, strong woman. Where in
LA do you live? Pete.
AMY
You leave yourself wide open for witty retorts. I’m not in L.A. Right now, but will be living in Silverlake come October 7th. You might recognize me. I will be the one walking. And my little dog will be walking, too. A.
DESIGNER PETE
I would love to be a welcoming committee when you get here.
AMY
You leave yourself wide open for a joke about picking me up at the airport… But I think I have a ride. Maybe the 8th? A.
DESIGNER PETE
Could work. Let me know if your ride falls through. Pete.
LATER
DESIGNER PETE (CONT’D)
Are you on Yahoo Messenger, ICHAT or Google chat?
LATER
AMY
Oh! I just saw your notes. I’m afraid I’m not on any sort of chat thingie. I don’t have a great internet connection and am a little crazed. I will hit you up if my ride goes south! I have lots of bags and a little dog, too. And I’m at the point where I’m starting to throw random things into bags – half used five year old bottles of vitamins, a lipstic of a color I can’t stand, yoga dvds I never use… It’s a sort of mania, I’m convinced. So forgive me for missing your messages. I hope all is well in Sunny California! Yours, Amy.
DESIGNER PETE
You are quite beautiful. Pete.
AMY
Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Or, probably more accurate, maybe sometimes I am, maybe sometimes I’m not. Either way, you are truly too kind. Yours, A.
DESIGNER PETE
Would be fun adoring you.
AMY
You’re not, by any chance, friends with a guy named (fill in the blank with your favorite sexting womanizer) are you? He might run in the same circles as you. Just curious. You remind me of him. Just a little. In the best possble way, of course.
DESIGNER PETE
I do not know him. Most of the work I do is for Disney. I love smart, independent women.
DESIGNER PETE (CONT’D)
When do you get back.
DESIGNER PETE (CONT’D)
I’m hoping we get the chance to meet when you arrive in L.A.
AMY
I am certain we will! I’m back on the seventh and will be bike shopping on the eighth. Like all good New Yorkers, I have a healthy fear of parking in L.A. and will have to embrace car culture with baby steps.
THE END:
INT. SILVERLAKE APARTMENT – MORNING

Amy sits in front of her computer in a large front room apartment, her things strewn in various “organizational” piles. Clothes, books, shoes, paperwork, vitamins each have their place on chairs, tables, in open bags, etc.
Sadie sleeps on a pile of underwear and bras.
DESIGNER PETE
I would have an even healthier fear of getting run over on a bike.
EXT. SILVERLAKE SIDEWALKS – MOMENTS LATER
Amy closes her computer, gets a leash on Sadie, and they takes a walk on a sunny day in Silverlake.

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