BLACK SHOT - mixture of voices
whispering ‘wake up’ ‘we miss you’ and ‘come back to us’. Whispers are abruptly
cut off by a loud car horn.
CUT IN
EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET – DAY
HOLLY jumps back and gasps, she
hurriedly mouths an apology to the driver and runs onto the pavement next to
her, the car drives off.
A neighbour, JAN, in her 40s runs
over to Holly with keys still in hand.
JAN
Holly are
you alright?!
HOLLY
Y-yeah
I’m okay I think.
JAN
That was
so close are you sure you’re not hurt?
HOLLY
No no I’m
fine really, thanks Jan.
JAN
We should
have got his licence, he came out of nowhere! It’s bloody ridiculous! Are you
sure you’re not hurt?
HOLLY
I’m
alright Jan really, thanks though, I’d better get home.
Holly walks over to her house and
begins to search in her bag, Jan sighs and walks to her house next door.
JAN
You just
be careful Holly, I don’t know what your mum would do if she lost you.
Holly nods and smiles at her, she
finds her keys and enters the house.
CLAIRE sits on a sofa balancing a
laptop on her knees, she frowns through the glasses perched on the end of her
nose at the screen. Holly enters the living room and drops her bag on the
opposite sofa.
CLAIRE
What
happened out there? Sounded like a bit of road rage.
HOLLY
Oh yeah
just um – car pulled out of nowhere stopped just in time though.
CLAIRE
Oh dear,
Holly you really should be more careful.
HOLLY
Yeah.
Holly goes up the stairs and into
her bedroom, everything is a mix of blues and greens, the floor is a mess of heaped
clothes. She lays back on her bed and puts her headphones on, all other noise
becomes secondary to the music of Bipolar
Sunshine ‘Daydreamer’. Holly closes her eyes and listens for a few seconds,
a few other noises become slightly more distinguishable over the track,
trolleys being pushed, buttons being pressed and the subtle, constant beat of a
heart monitor.
The shot fades out and into a
hospital scene, music becomes a little quieter as the previous external noises
are the main sound, travelling down the corridor and past a reception desk,
passing several patients and rooms of people crying or talking. Eventually the music
grows back to its original volume as we enter through a doorway into a room
where Claire is leaning worriedly over a cd played cradled in her lap. She
stares at Holly lying in bed connected to various tubes and scanners,
completely unconscious.
A NURSE enters and hands Claire a
cup of coffee, smiling sympathetically.
NURSE
Playing her
favourite songs huh?
CLAIRE
I read it
in a book somewhere.
NURSE
Did it work
in the book?
CLAIRE
No. It was
a silly kid’s one anyway. I read it to her when she was little, didn’t realise
it would ever be relevant to her.
NURSE
Then it had
a happy ending right?
CLAIRE
What?
NURSE
The book.
If it was a kid’s one I assume it ended happily?
CLAIRE
Oh. Yeah it
did, he woke up.
NURSE
So there’s
still hope huh?
CLAIRE
If this was
a kid’s story maybe.
The nurse smiles and leaves
awkwardly. Claire stops the cd player and sighs, rubbing her eyes.
CLAIRE
Oh dear
Holly. Why couldn’t you be more careful?
Holly opens her eyes and removes
her headphones, she gets up and grabs a notebook from her schoolbag, she begins
doing homework as normal.
The notebook has scribbles from an
earlier biology lesson, it becomes clear from the notes that the lesson was on
the brain and the effects of trauma on it. Holly pauses for a moment and then
writes a heading on the opposite page that reads ‘The Coma’. She underlines
this.
Fade out.
End Episode.
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