Script

INT. HALLWAY TO AUDITION ROOM. DAY.

ROSIE (23) a petite brunnette is approaches the audition room, the hallway is dark with a blue hue giving a sense of gloom. She walks to the forboding door, as she pushes it open it creaks.

INT. AUDITION ROOM. DAY.

The sound is followed by the door slamming shut on itself. ROSIE walks to the centre of the shadowed studio room. The lights are chiaroscuro and highly contrasted. As ROSIE turns to look at the figure ALI (30)Pakistani broad Gangster/ hitman behind the desk at the front of the room, a spot light is shone in her face. ROSIE steps back blinking from the blinding light. The room is silent for a second.

Ali remains in the shadows and Rosie is central to the frame in the style of an audition tape. A red light starts flashing.

ALI

(Questions)

Rosie Thomson i take it yes?

ROSIE

(nervously)

yeah

ALI

(Instructs)

Can you move the chair to the centre of the stage please.

ROSIE fetches the chair, for a brief moment, she isn't seen, we see her from behind shortly after with the chair. She walks to the stage and places the chair off centre.

ROSIE

(Quietly)

OK

ALI

(Sarcasticly)

I did say centre

ROSIE

(apprehensively)

Sorry

ALI

(Instructs)

Take a seat please

ROSIE does as she's told, she looks behind briefly to locate the chair and she smiles and sits formally.


Ali walks towards Rosie.

ALI

(Instructs, muffled)

Okay,just relax

ROSIE

(Innocently)

Ok

As Rosie is sitting, she fiddles with her fingers on her knee. Ali walks towards Rosie.

ALI

(Sly)

Just relax Rosie. This is all part of your audition. Try your best to keep act as if this is a real kid napping scene.

Rosie is trying to avoid looking at him in order to keep her concentration. Ali moves behind her, out of her sight and is silhouetted against the light. ROSIE is gagged with force and she reacts by shaking her head and arms in panic trying to remove the gag. It is obvious she is acting, she tries to remain reserved to an extent, but it's as though she's connected to her chair.

Ali restrains Rosies arms with thick green hessian rope, it's very traditional and reminisent of the horror or noir genre. Rosies facial expressions become more intense with fear, her eyes are stressed open as she tilts her head back. She begins to rock the chair frantically. It is now clear the reactions are real. Rosies shoulders begin to thrust forward, back and forth. Ali Quickly installs a bag over Rosies head. She is hesitant for a moment before trying to scream under her gag. The sound is muffled and deep.

ROSIE

(extremely prolonged muffled)

No no

The room is filled with darkness and none of the characters are visible. But suddenly after this pause of inactivity; it is silent and Rosies bagged head becomes full frontal with a fade in, it is obvious her head is tilted backward, a shadowed hand is applying force to her neck and ROSIE emits a slight wimper. The hand slowly moves to Rosies chin. Ali places his hand on Rosie's shoulder as she struggles.

ALI

(a fake reasurance)

Relax Rosie.

As Ali holds rosies shoulder down to stop her moving and struggling, he swings back a hammer which is then brought down onto Rosie. Rosie is dimly lit by a red accent light* which follows her silhouette sharply.

FADE TO:

3. EXT. ALLEYWAY. DAY.

A fade in to a gloomy alleyway, the rain is heavy and street lights reflect in the mirrored pavement. Rosie is watching and looking around her frantically, her vision is distorted from the rain and her injury. Footsteps are heard from the character (Ali) carrying Rosie through the alleyway. Rosie is looking up to the top of the buildings with blinding lights shining like a surrealists moon, further distorting her vision. Graffiti, industrial waste bins and litter are scattered across the ground. the wind is frivolous, whipping the ground carrying rain and litter, whilst splashing in the puddles. Rosie's vision fades in and out of darkness.

FADE TO:

4. Ext. CAR PARK AND CAR. NIGHT.

A skyline loomes out from the shadows, the red lights are almost luminescent. Once reaching a point a quarter from the curb, its tires spin and screaches as it skids around the corner in a zigzaging fashion.