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IDEA 2
Written by John Hartill
1
BED AND BREAKFAST. ROOM. INT. NIGHT.
JOHN is sat on the edge of the bed, a lamp on a table is switched on. His hands are clasped together and he is looking down at the floor.
JOHN takes a photo of his wife out from his shirt pocket and looks at it admiringly. A tear in his eye.
JOHN
I was going home to a Goddess, an
Angel. I ruined
everything for you.
I’m sorry Lucy, I'm sorry for
everything...
JOHN reaches for a bottle of Whiskey down the side of the bed and takes a big swig of it.
JOHN (CONT’D)
...It’s just not the same without
you. My Angel.
He keeps hold of the photo, stands up and throws the Whiskey on the bed. He walks to the door, takes his coat off the back of the door and puts it on. He takes one last look of the photo
JOHN (CONT’D)
I’m so sorry... I miss you. I love
you.
He places the photo inside
his coat pocket and leaves, shutting the door behind
you.
2
JOHN’S HOUSE. BEDROOM.
INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
The room is littered
with lots of candles which are situated on the bed side tables,
chest of drawers etc. A double
bed donned with petals above the sheets.
JOHN and LUCY are under the sheets and having
sex, in the missionary position.
LUCY’S hands are tightly grasped on JOHNS’S shoulders. They keep eye contact during sex with their heads close to each other when they are not kissing.
LUCY
I’m so glad your home early-
JOHN
I know my Angel,
I couldn't wait.
LUCY
I want you...
I need you...
Their movements are slow as they breath
hard at climax. JOHN kisses her
JOHN
I love you,
They both smile at each other
LUCY
I love you too,
3
PUB. INT. NIGHT.
A quiet Bar with one member of Bar Staff present,
four stools/seats are lined up along the bar, with a couple of tables behind with seats. Two stools are took by public, then one empty,
and JOHN on the fourth stool.
A TV is on in the background, but too quite to make out. The two men keep to themselves with a pint each occasionally taking sips.
JOHN downs the last of his whiskey,
and heavily places the glass on the counter.
JOHN
Another whiskey. Put it on my tab.
BARSTAFF
Not a problem
Sir, you watching the
game? Falcons are winning,
JOHN
No, not tonight.
BARSTAFF nods and begins
to measure the whiskey. He gets the drink ready and swaps it with the empty glass JOHN had placed down, but leaving the empty alongside the other 2 empty glasses.
Thanks.
JOHN (CONT’D)
BARSTAFF
I haven’t seen anybody drink it so quick. Do you mind if I ask-
JOHN
You can mind your own damn
business.
JOHN drinks
the whiskey in one go this time, and again places it on the counter.
He pushes the glass towards BARSTAFF.
JOHN (CONT’D)
One more, then I'm going to see my
Gorgeous wife.
JOHN glances up at the TV.
BARSTAFF
Not a problem
Sir. Your tab comes
to fourteen pound’s.
BARSTAFF puts the drink next to JOHN.
BARSTAFF (CONT’D)
I’m sure she will of missed you
Sir.
JOHN’s attention quickly focus’ back on BARSTAFF.
JOHN
Not as much as I miss her. LUCY was
perfect. Smelt like heaven. Made me
feel special. Lucy...
JOHN downs his drink, shuffles
through his pockets and places a ten and five pound note on the counter.
JOHN (CONT’D)
...Keep the change...
BARSTAFF collects
the money and walks over to the till. While this happens
JOHN gets off his stool and walks out of the bar and onto the street.
4
JOHN’S HOUSE. EXT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
JOHN is walking
up towards his house from down the street. He look’s at his home to notice
the bedroom light on; which in turn makes him smile.
He stands still once he gets to the pathway.
JOHN fumbles in his pocket and picks out his keys. He proceeds
to carefully unlock the door and let himself
in.
JOHN
Lucy, I hope your ready for a
surprise...
5
JOHN’S HOUSE. PASSAGE
WAY/STAIRS. INT. NIGHT [FLASHBACK]
JOHN closes the door behind
him and locks it. He hangs his coat up and looks up the stairs,
the bedroom light is subtly glowing through
the landing. JOHN starts to make his way up the stairs,
trying to be as quite as possible.
JOHN
I hope your not asleep Lucy.
JOHN reaches the top of the stairs
and turns onto the landing.
6
JOHN’S HOUSE. BEDROOM/LANDING. INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
Once on the landing he turns towards the bedroom.
JOHN notices the bedroom door is open a jar.
John steps forward
and reaches for the door. He pushes it open while stepping
inside.
JOHN
No...!
LUCY can be seen laid on the bed, white covers up to her waist and naked from the waist up. A bullet hole in her forehead and two in her chest. The bedding is soaked in her blood as she lays lifeless.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Lucy...
7
PUB. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN is exiting
the main door of the pub; and turns off down a road. He quickly turns again to go down an alleyway.
8
ALLEYWAY #1. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN clenches his fist and punches
one of the bins that is propped against
the walls in the alleyway.
JOHN
It’s my fault Lucy. It’s all my
fault.
He proceeds to slam both fists against
the wall, slowly resting his head on it, between his arms.
JOHN (CONT’D)
No... Not this time... Hank did
this... On your feet old man
His hands unclench
and the palms slide down the wall and drop to his side. He also drops down onto his knees.
JOHN (CONT’D)
...Hank did all of this!
JOHN’s fists clench again,
stands up and readjusts his coat and continues
to slowly walk down the alleyway.
9
CEMETERY. EXT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
The Cemetery is quiet and poorly
lit. Their is some light rain. The gravestones are all in rows, some have flowers beside them.
JOHN is stood next to Lucy’s gravestone. One hand gripping neck of a half empty whiskey bottle. His hat keeps the rain from hitting
his face and his coat keeps him dry.
Lucy’s grave reads “To a loving Wife, you will be missed more each day. ‘They can no longer die; for they are like the angels.’ 14/08/1974 - 04/04/2014”
JOHN
Its been four months now Lucy... I
miss you... Look at me; I'm a
mess...
JOHN takes a guzzle of the whiskey and drops the bottle afterwards. He kneels down onto one knee and carefully
rests his hand against Lucy’s gravestone.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Its not the same, without you... I
don't know why you died, Lucy. I
don't know why and I don't know
how. But when I find out who did
this, and I will, it won't be quick
and easy like they did with you.
No; it will be long, and nasty.
(MORE)
JOHN (CONT’D)
Real nasty... I’m sorry Lucy, I will find those responsible...
JOHN grasps tightly
around the gravestone to help himself up, standing upright
and wiping his hands down his coat. He stares at the gravestone one last time.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Goodbye Lucy, I'm sorry...
JOHN turns away from the gravestone. Takes a cigarette
out of his pocket,
places it in his mouth, takes a lighter
out from the pocket
on the other side of his coat. He lights the cigarette and starts
to walk away.
10
ALLEYWAY #2. EXT. NIGHT.
This alleyway
is darker than the previous; with little light apart from a couple lights from the backs of buildings and a lamppost
coming from each side of the alleyway.
JOHN continues to walk down the alleyway.
He takes the cigarette box from a coat pocket, he takes one of the cigarettes and places it between
his lips, putting the box back in his pocket
he fumbles around in his other pocket, patting his coat down to check for thee lighter.
JOHN
Come on, you bastard... Their you
are!
JOHN pulls out a lighter from the other coat pocket and lights his cigarette, dropping the lighter back in his pocket. JOHN takes a long drag and exhales.
Another DRUNKMAN can be seen coming
at JOHN’s direction, he is singing
to himself, but mumbling mostly due to drunkenness.
JOHN (CONT’D)
What a clown. I can hear how heavy
your breathing is already...
They get close and make eye contact.
DRUNKMAN barges straight into JOHN’s
shoulder and stumbles forward a couple
of steps.
DRUNKMAN
Hey! What you playing at?
DRUNKMAN turns and aggressively pushes JOHN. Taken by surprise by this, JOHN stumbles
quite easily onto the floor.
JOHN’s cigarette falls out of his mouth and lands on the floor.
DRUNKMAN (CONT’D)
Your going to pay for that old man!
DRUNKMAN takes a knife from the back of his trousers and points it JOHN. JOHN picks himself
up onto his hands and knees. He clenches
his fists as h does so.
JOHN
You’ve been drinking, its made you
careless... shouldn’t be so
careless.
DRUNKMAN
Look at you! You cant even swing a
punch old man!
JOHN
Sure I can.
JOHN leaps up and punches
DRUNKMAN; he collapses on the floor in a heap. DRUNKMAN looks to be unconscious. JOHN holds his hand rubbing
over the knuckles of the hand he just punched with. He looks in pain.
JOHN (CONT’D)
My hand is surely broke now...
shouldn’t be so careless.
JOHN turns away, picks up his cigarette,
takes a drag and exhales. He continues to walk down the alleyway.
JOHN get to the end of the alleyway
and turns right onto another street.
11
STREET. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN starts to walk down this street, where it is quite with nobody about.
JOHN
So, why this gut feeling I'm going
about it all wrong? Yea sure it’s
Hanks fault. But I sure feel sorry
for him. Finding out his wife was
sleeping with another man... in
their own bed... god, that
destroyed him. Never been the same
since.
(MORE)
JOHN (CONT'D)
Would of been better off if Ada kept it all a secret. Poor Hank...
12
CARPARK. EXT. NIGHT.
[FLASHBACK]
The carpark is almost
deserted. The few remaining cars that are their are covered
by streetlights.
JOHN and HANK are sat on the bonnets
of their own cars in an otherwise deserted
car park. There is empty beer cans around HANK's car. HANK is drunk and angry.
HANK
I cant believe
it! How could she!?
JOHN
Relax Hank, you’ve been drinking
and your breathing hard. Don’t
forget you have had a bum ticker
since Christmas... The diabetes
doesn’t help either...
HANK
I know! But John, she has been
sleeping with another man! How can
I stay calm?
JOHN
Are you sure? It’s quite an
accusation.
HANK punches the bonnet of his car and takes a swig of his beer.
HANK
Oh, I know! I watched him come out
the house. She confessed to it all
this evening!
JOHN
Did you see his face? Did she give
you a name?
HANK
No, couldn’t see him properly...
And Ada wouldn’t give a name. But
if I find out I will make them pay!
JOHN
Your drunk Hank. Your pushing fifty
just like me.
(MORE)
9.
JOHN (CONT'D)
We have worked together for twenty years. You know I have your best interests at heart.
HANK
Heck John, maybe your right; but I
have still been screwed over by my
wife! I swear,
I will kill the man
that’s been sharing my bed with
Ada!
JOHN gets off his bonnet and walks over to HANK.
JOHN
Come on Hank, your in no fit state,
its not drink that you need. It’s a
good nights sleep. Come on Hank, I
will drive you to your place.
HANK
Whatever you say.
HANK drops the beer bottle and makes his way to JOHN’s car.
HANK (CONT’D)
You better hope you haven't drank
too many yourself.
JOHN moves round to the drivers side and opens the door.
JOHN
Haven't had a drop HANK. Your life
is better off in my hands tonight
pal.
They both get into JOHN’s car. JOHN starts the ignition
and drives away.
13
CLUB STREET #2. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN is walking
past a series
of pubs, clubs and takeaway shops, with drunk people
shouting and laughing at each other as they go past or wait for their food. Nobody
interacts with JOHN but some do glance at him.
JOHN keeps his head down and doesn't
speak to anybody. He tries his best to weave around
groups of people that pass by.
JOHN
I shouldn’t of let HANK go home
that night. He was unstable. (MORE)
JOHN (CONT'D)
Hank made a mistake,
no, I made a mistake.
14
JOHNS CAR. INT. HANKS HOUSE. EXT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
HANKS house has no lights
on and no signs of anyone being home. The gate is closed
over.
JOHN pulls up outside
HANKS house and puts the handbrake on. He leaves
the ignition running.
HANK
Thanks for the lift, it would of
been too long a walk.
JOHN
Yea, or too short a drive.
HANK gets out of the car and makes his way to the front gate. JOHN winds his window down.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Looks like you have the place to
yourself tonight.
HANK
Yea, thanks for the chat.
HANK opens his gate and walks up the pathway.
He fumbles through his pockets trying to find his keys as he makes his way to his front door. He unlocks the front door, turns and waves at JOHN (JOHN waves back) and enters
into his house, closes the front door.
JOHN
I hope Ada isn't home. She would be
in A+E by the end of the night.
Hank’s a good man, but his anger...
sometimes you can’t blame Ada for
what she has went and done...
JOHN drives off.
15
HANKS HOUSE. PASSAGE
WAY/LANDING. INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
HANK is resting
against the back of his front door. He lifts his head up and reaches
for the light switch. The landing becomes illuminated and HANK starts to climb up the stairs towards it.
HANK
You better be in Ada, I swear to
god you better be in!
HANK notices the bedroom
door is half open, he flicks the light switch
so the light goes off, the pushes the door open and walks inside.
16
HANKS HOUSE. BEDROOM.
INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
HANK stares around the room, one side seems to of cleared out. He spots a note on the bed addressed
‘Hank - I’m Sorry’
HANK opens up the letter and reads it out loud, mumbling slightly.
HANK
Hank, I’m sorry for what I have
done, I have moved most of my
belongings back to my Mothers... I
will come collect the rest when you
are at work next so you don't have
to see me... I really
shouldn’t say
this but I will because
I love
you... the man I slept with is
called...
The front door can be heard closing,
HANK stops reading and freezes. He throws
the letter back on the bed, leaves the room and runs down the stairs
HANK (CONT’D)
You fucking Bitch! Look what you
have done!
ADA
I’m sorry Hank, I'm so sorry! I
didn’t think you would be home...
HANK swings a punch at ADA but misses as she backs into a corner.
HANK
Come here you cheating Bitch!
ADA screams as HANK repeatedly hits her. She starts to slide down the walls and into a ball on the floor, all the while trying to protect
herself from HANK.
HANK grabs her by the throat and starts to strangle her.
ADA
Stop it Hank. Stop- Sto- Stop it
please...
HANK
You deserve this! I cant believe
you did it! You deserve it all!
ADAS body starts
to give out, her body movements slow down and stiffens.
Eventually her body becomes limp and motionless. HANK lets go and starts to cry
HANK (CONT’D)
I’m sorry Ada. Look what you made
me do!
17
JOHNS CAR INT. HANKS HOUSE.
EXT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
JOHN is parked outside
HANKS house again, the engine running. He is staring at HANKS house.
JOHN
I saw her walking
back home... I
hope she is alright... I heard the
screams; I will check A+E in the
morning.
JOHN drives off.
18
JOHN’S HOUSE. BEDROOM.
INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK] (CONT’D)
John manages to keep himself
together and looks around the room. I strong smell of tobacco is present in the room. And an ashtray
on the bedside with a few cigarette
butts in it.
JOHN
... I know that smell. Where do I
know it from?
JOHN walks over to the ashtray
and starts inspecting one of the cigarette
butts. He sniffs it.
JOHN (CONT’D)
You son of a bitch.
Only Hank and
Al has ever smoked this cheap
tobacco. Jesus Hank. You got your
brother involved too?
JOHN notices a written letter underneath the ashtray; he picks it up and starts to read it. The letter
reads ‘He lost his wife because
of you; it's only fair you lose yours. Al’
JOHN (CONT’D)
Al... Your even gloating about it,
you son of a bitch.
Police sirens can be heard in the distance
and getting closer. A faint flash of their lights coming through the bedroom window.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Only just got here and theirs
sirens when only me, Al and Hank
knew about it. A set up...
JOHN puts the letter in his pocket and leaves the room. The lights and sirens are stronger by this point.
JOHN (CONT’D)
... No time to grieve, not yet.
19
STRIP CLUB STREET.
EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN turns onto the street. Its quite apart from the strip club further down the road. A few of the dancers
are coming in and out of the club for fresh air and customers. A guard is stood outside the building keeping still and quiet.
JOHN lights up another
cigarette and walks down the road. His cigarette goes out in the wind. He takes his lighter
out and stops still,
just outside the strip club, and relights his cigarette.
STRIPPER
Hey Sugar, you looking for a good
night?
JOHN
Not tonight Babe. Things to do.
JOHN takes a drag and exhales.
STRIPPER
Not a problem
Sugar, you come back
with Al and Hank you hear?
JOHN
Sure thing.
JOHN continues walking
past the strip club and down the street.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Al wont be around. I was looking
for weeks for the right moment to
strike. And I found it...
20
ABANDONED FACTORY. INT. NIGHT.
[FLASHBACK]
An empty factory
with open doors. JOHN’s car is parked at the doors flooding
the room with strong light. The light casts a long shadow
of AL who is tied to a chair.
JOHN walks into the light casting
a shadow over AL and obstructing AL’s view.
JOHN
Why did you do it?!
AL
Do what?
JOHN punches AL in the stomach.
JOHN
Why did you kill Lucy?!
AL
‘cause I was asked to man. You know
what it’s like to follow orders.
JOHN
That was my job, this was murder.
You killed an Angel!
JOHN punches AL several times.
AL
Hey, hey, hey. Easy man.
JOHN
Who told you too? I want a name.
JOHN punches AL in the face. AL spits out blood.
AL
None of your business man.
JOHN punches AL in the face again.
JOHN
A name! You will talk...
everyone
talks.
A few more punches land.
AL
It was Hank, you know it was Hank.
And he is gunning for you next.
JOHN
I will find him first. He is just a
mean drunk. Nothing more.
AL
Do you honestly think your wife if
worth dying for after what you have
done? Yea, we all know what you
done John!
JOHN
Worth dying for? Worth killing for.
JOHN pulls a gun from the inside of his coat, wraps his finger tightly
around the trigger and squeezes it. AL, still tied to the chair, falls backwards
onto the floor. A bullet hole in his forehead. Blood starts to pool around his head.
JOHN (CONT’D)
One down. Just one last loose end.
JOHN keeps hold of his gun, turns away and starts to walk down towards his car.
21
STREET - RESIDENTIAL. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN is walking
down the street, passing several houses. He passes a man walking his dog and keeps his head down. The dog sniffs him before
his walker encourages him to keep going.
JOHN wraps his coat a little tighter as the temperature continues to drop. His breath
is visible in the air. He lights up one last cigarette
for the night. He throws the cigarette box to floor.
JOHN
Might as well be the last one...
This will soon be over. One loose
end. It’s a good job he didn’t
catch her in the act. Hell, he
nearly did...
22
HANKS HOUSE. BEDROOM.
INT. NIGHT. [FLASHBACK]
JOHN is having
sex with ADA in bed. They climax and JOHN slowly climbs
off and lays next to her on the bed, they're both breathing
heavily.
JOHN reaches other to the bedside
table, takes a cigarette out the pack and places it in his mouth.
ADA
You don’t have time for one Honey.
Hank will be home soon.
JOHN puts the cigarette
back in the box. Lifts up and gets out of the bed. ADA stays in bed.
JOHN
Better get going then, told Lucy I
will be home by nine.
ADA
Hank is due home any minute. He
will kill us both if he catches us.
JOHN starts to get his clothes back on.
JOHN
I know. He’s a good friend...
ADA
- But a lousy Husband. I need a
real man; like you John. Even if
this is “Impersonal Business”
JOHN goes to leave the bedroom
JOHN
Take care Ada. I will see you soon.
ADA
Don't forget, “A woman doesn’t care
how a guy makes a living...”
JOHN
“...just how he makes love. God I
love that film.
23
HANKS HOUSE. EXT. NIGHT.
JOHN walks up to HANKS’S front gate. The living room light is on and the TV can be heard from here. A shadow is cast upon the closed blinds of HANK sat in a chair drinking
Whiskey.
JOHN
“Impersonal business. Killing is
very personal. Once it gets
started, it's hard to stop.”
JOHN looks up at the house.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Here we go. One last loose end. I
told you I'd get him good Lucy.
JOHN pulls the gun out of his pocket,
drops his arm to his side and re-wraps
his fingers round the grip. JOHN then walks up the path and lets himself
into the house, he closes the door as quietly
as possible.
JOHN’S shadow appears
on the blinds of the window pointing a gun at HANK. The sound of the TV cuts out.
HANK
You son of a Bitch! How dare you
show up here. Saves me the trouble
I guess.
JOHN
It ends now Hank. Nobody
else has
to die. One last loose end.
HANK
So this is what it comes down to
eh? You caused all this you know.
JOHN
I know. I’m sorry Hank. I’m sorry
Lucy.
JOHN pulls the trigger.
JOHN (CONT’D)
I’m sorry Lucy. One last loose end.
JOHN puts the gun to his head, closes his eyes.
JOHN (CONT’D)
See you soon my Angel.
JOHN pulls the trigger again.
THE END
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