Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Calendar

Calendar

8:45 pm

KATIE
It’s 8:45. I will work on calendar stuff until 9, then study and write my paper.

10:17 pm

KATIE
Oops. 

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

A Horrible Epiphany


A Horrible Epiphany

KATIE sits at her desk.

KATIE
Oh my goodness. I have such a monster to-do list. Let me check my email first. Just in case. Oh look, an email from my GSI! Please have reading done for section tomorrow. So did that Sun—wait. OH NO I WAS SUPPOSED TO READ AN ENTIRE BOOK FOR TOMORROW!!!!


Fuck. 

Monday, September 27, 2010

Johnny's Remains


Johnny’s Remains
Originally written in 2004

FADE IN:

EXT. STREET – DAY

AMBER, CASSIE and JANET walk down the street. Dumb, dumber and dumbest, respectively.

Janet looks at the back of a copy of JOHNNY TREMAIN.

               JANET
A story filled with danger and excitement.

               AMBER
Uh, right. It was so boring.

               CASSIE
Yeah. I mean, I liked that whole love triangle thing, but that’s it.

               JANET
Well, I haven’t even read it yet.

               AMBER
Janet, you idiot! We’re doing the analysis project thingy tonight!

               JANET
Amber, chill out! I'm gonna find a summary online.

               CASSIE
That’s a good idea! I shoulda done that!

               JANET
No way Cassie. It’s my idea.


INT. AMBER’S ROOM – NIGHT

Cassie looks at the cover, Janet’s on the computer and Amber paints her nails.

               CASSIE
They didn’t even put a cute guy on the cover.

               AMBER
You know who’s really cute? Jeremy Sumpter.

               JANET
Who?

               AMBER
Peter Pan!

               CASSIE
Ew! He’s so ugly!

               AMBER
Cuter than your stupid Justin Timberlake!

               CASSIE
How dare you! Justin is hotter than all things hot, and one day, he will come to his senses and see that I am worth a million Cameron Diazes.
     (beat)
Or is it Diazi?

               JANET
Ugh, this book looks SO boring!

               AMBER
It was. The book sucks. Let’s go eat.

She throws the book on the bed as they walk out. It lights up eerily.


INT. DINING ROOM – NIGHT

The girls eat pizza. CASSIE flips through a magazine.

               JANET
I love pizza. Yum, yum, yum.


               CASSIE
That girl is a P-I-G pig.

               JANET
Shut up.

               CASSIE
Did you know Charlize Theron was born in South Africa?

               JANET
Shut up, you mean she’s African-American?

               CASSIE
Omigod, you’re right! I never thought of it that way!

               JANET
I know! I always thought she was from like, Sweden or Norwegia or something.

               AMBER
Hello! We need to finish this project! I have to get an A, or my grade is doomed. I mean, Ms. Camden has failed nearly all my essays.

               JANET
She’s nuts. I mean, your persuasive essay on why your mom should let you get your belly button pierced was brilliant!

               CASSIE
Wasn’t the prompt something about whether or not hunting should be legal?

               JANET
Let’s discuss the more important things in life, like whether or not Britney cheated on Justin with Wade.

Lights go out and girls scream. Then, silence.

               CASSIE
This is so freaky.

               JANET
Yeah.

               CASSIE
Amber, did the microwave turn the power off or something? Amber? You there? Hello!

               JANET
Amber? Omigod Cassie... she’s gone!

               CASSIE
Okay Janet, don’t panic.

               JANET
Amber?

               AMBER
Hello Clarice. *Slurp*

               JANET
Amber you dorkas.

               CASSIE
Isn’t that a character in Johnny Tremain?

               JANET
Nice name. Hi, my name is Dorcas!

Lights turn on.

               JANET
That was really scary.

               CASSIE
I bet some Tennessee Chainsaw Massacre is about to happen.

               AMBER
Cassie. It’s the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
               CASSIE
Yeah, but we’re in California.

Beat.

               AMBER
It’s quiet here.

Beat.

               AMBER
Too quiet.

Doorbell rings and girls scream.

               JANET
Cassie, go get the door.

               CASSIE
No way! Amber, it’s your house. Go get it.

               AMBER
Are you nuts? Janet, you get it!

               JANET
Okay! Yay, I win!

She bobs over to the door and opens it. A BOY stands there.

               JANET
Yeese?

               BOY
My name’s Johnny. Car broke down; can I stay till the tow-truck comes?

Janet motions “one second” and closes the door.

               JANET
It’s a really cute boy.

               CASSIE
How cute?

Janet opens and closes door.

               JANET
Somewhere between Orlando Bloom and Daniel Radcliff.

               CASSIE
Daniel who?

               AMBER
Harry Potter.

               CASSIE
Dude, he’s really hot.

               AMBER
Janet, scale of one to ten.

               JANET
At least a ten. Maybe even a one-teen!

               CASSIE
A one-teen? Omigod, we have to let him in!

Janet hops over to the door and opens it.

               JANET
Come on in Mr.…

               JOHNNY
Johnny.

JANET
Okey-dokey. Johnny, I'm Janet and this is Cassie and Amber.

AMBER
Pizza?

JOHNNY
I don’t reall like pizza.

JANET
What?

CASSIE
What planet are you from?

JOHNNY
Boston.

GIRLS
Ooh.

AMBER
I’ll check the kitchen to see if there’s anything else.

CASSIE
So, Johnny, what’s it like in Boston?

 JOHNNY
Every day a new revolution.

CASSIE
What kinds of revolutions?

JOHNNY
Eh, ya know. The norm.

CASSIE
Like, flag burning and illegal CD burning?

               JOHNNY
You could say that.

               CASSIE
So you’re a rebel without a cause! Like that Marlon Brando movie!

               JOHNNY
No, actually, we have a cause.

               CASSIE
A rebel with a cause? That’s hot.

               AMBER
Hey Johnny, look at this stuff. See anything you want?

               JOHNNY
Uh.

He follows her into the kitchen.
               AMBER
Ok, so we’ve got Slimfast, popcorn, MnMs...

Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Moment


The Moment

INT. STUDY LOUNGE – DAY

GEORGE and LIZ sit next to each other. He has his hand on her shoulder.

Freeze.

NARRATOR
This is George and Liz. They are about to have a moment. They will both decide impulsively to kiss the other—


INT. COFFEE SHOP – DAY

GEORGE and LIZ talk and laugh. ABBY MCPHERSON watches them creepily.

NARRATOR
It was the moment Abby McPherson predicted three months earlier, when George and Liz met in a coffee shop two blocks away from campus and discovered they both enjoyed Vampire Weekend.


INT. STUDY LOUNGE – DAY

GEORGE and LIZ get slightly closer to each other.

NARRATOR
It’s a moment that will define their future.

Images of the following:

NARRATOR
They will date for the rest of their undergraduate careers. And their graduate careers. And the painful period when George realizes he really didn’t want to go to law school and contemplates dropping out in favor of teaching art to underprivileged students in urban areas. They’ll get married in a pristine chapel. She’ll wear heels with baby blue bows. They’re going to have two intelligent and talented children, one of whom will grow up to be President of the United States and win the Nobel Peace Prize for solving the conflict in the Middle East; the other of whom will grow up to be a prominent scientist and find the cure for cancer. They will live in a cozy blue house on the cul-de-sac, where they will entertain the neighborhood children with lively stories of their youth, inspiring another generation to reach for the stars, harboring a new era of peace and prosperity, and—

ABBY walks in. She stops.

ABBY
Oh. Sorry, am I interrupting something?

GEORGE and LIZ immediately pull apart.

GEORGE
Oh. No.

LIZ
Yeah…

GEORGE
It was…

LIZ
We were just… talking.

GEORGE
Yeah.

LIZ
Talking.

ABBY
Oh. I forgot my calculator. See you two later.

She winks and exits.

Awkward pause.

GEORGE grabs his books.

GEORGE
I’ll see you later.

LIZ
Bye.

GEORGE goes out in the hallway and walks away. LIZ sits there, biting her lip.

Images of the following intercut.

NARRATOR
George, embarrassed by Abby’s insinuation, would go on to ignore Liz for the rest of his undergraduate career. He married a sorority girl named Maggie McEllis! Who liked to talk with exclamation points! But they got divorced because he liked diversity in his punctuation marks. Liz, suddenly free of distractions, threw herself into her studies, becoming valedictorian both of her undergraduate class, and of her medical school. She contemplated getting married three times, but every time she ended up getting cold feet and leaving her poor fiancé at the alter. She ended up living alone, the local spinster rock lady, because she was allergic to cats.

Liz and George would never have a moment again. 

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Life of a Bear Fan


Life of a Bear Fan

Arizona game.

CAL FAN
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Power of Three


Power of Three 

Library. BRIAN and MINDY sit at separate tables, studying. He casts surreptitious glances her way; she remains engrossed in her studies.

BRIAN
Hey, did you get the answer to number fourteen?

MINDY
Three.

BRIAN
Are you sure?

MINDY
Positive.

Beat.

BRIAN
Hey Mindy.

MINDY
Yeah?

BRIAN
Are you free tonight?

MINDY
I have a review session for OChem.

BRIAN
…Oh.

MINDY
Yeah.

BRIAN
Gotcha.

MINDY
Why?

BRIAN
I, um… I just… Are you sure the answer’s three?

MINDY
Positive.

BRIAN
I’m just…. Not getting it.

MINDY
It’s a difficult concept to comprehend. You’ll get it.

BRIAN
Cool. Thanks.

MINDY
No problem.

Breath.

CAROLINE and RITA enter. They slam down in the seats next to BRIAN.

CAROLINE
Brian Hawk, are the rumors true?

BRIAN
Rumors?

RITA
That you lost your virginity in an orgy with Sharon, Nellie and Kendra last night?

BRIAN
Who told you that?

CAROLINE
It’s common knowledge.

RITA
Is it true?

CAROLINE
Oh my god it’s true! You can see it in his eyes!

RITA
Oh my god.

STEWART enters.

STEWART
Brian! My man! Put it here! (High fives) Just heard the news. Epic shit man!

BRIAN
Is everyone saying this?

STEWART
It’s common knowledge.

BRIAN
Oh Jesus.

CAROLINE
Which one was first?

RITA
You did not just ask that.

CAROLINE
I want to know!

STEWART
Does it matter? I mean—

CAROLINE
Well…

STEWART
—at the end of the day, it’s epic no matter what.

CAROLINE
Yeah.

RITA
Oh my god I can’t believe it’s true!

BRIAN
Well—

RITA
You’re never going to live this down.

CAROLIE
Ever.

RITA
You know that, right?

BRIAN
I guess.

STEWART
Why would you want to live that down? It’s fucking epic.

RITA
Yeah.

MINDY
Hey guys, sorry to be the harbinger of boredom, but cold you maybe take this outside?

CAROLINE
Oh sorry—

MINDY
I have a math midterm, and—

RITA
Of course!

MINDY
Yeah.

BRIAN
I kinda need to study too.

CAROLINE
See ya later. Stud.

RITA
Bye!

STEWART
You’re a boss man. You’re my hero!

BRIAN
See ya man.

STEWART
Power of three!

They exit.

Beat.

MINDY
Sounds like you had a fun night.

BRIAN
…Yeah.

MINDY
Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I never would’ve seen this coming.

BRIAN
Yeah. Me either.

MINDY
You must feel invincible.

BRIAN
What?

MINDY
(ala STEWART)
It’s epic man!

BRIAN
Ha. Yeah. I guess that took a lot of guts. And alcohol.

MINDY
Let’s go with guts.

BRIAN
Sure. Maybe I’ll be gutsy enough to actually beast this midterm tomorrow.

MINDY
Be a boss.

Beat.

BRIAN
Mindy…

MINDY
Yeah.

BRIAN
Do you think… do you think I’m…

MINDY
Don’t worry about what I think. Think about math midterm. And how gutsy you are, so you’re gonna beast it. Boss.

BRIAN
Yeah. Gutsy. Boss.

Beat.

MINDY
Hey, what’d you get for number 25?

BRIAN
One.

MINDY
Thanks.

MINDY resumes studying. BRIAN looks like he wants to ask her something; he can’t. What a boss.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Conflicting Prodigy 2


Conflicting Prodigy 2

DAVID
I was having such a breakthrough Christine. Look.
(He walks to his desk, pulls a paper from the typewriter and hands it to her)
Three days I toiled on this chapter. Three days. And nothing was coming: nothing!

CHRISTINE
Is this the part where he commits suicide?

DAVID
No no no. That’s not till later. Right now, he’s about to have his first emotional breakdown. I was having such difficulty with this – it sounded so cliché, you know? The man placing the work before his life, his wife screaming and shouting about it I mean, come on, that whole schtick has been overworked to eternity.

CHRISTINE
I cannot imagine the kind of man who would put work before pleasure.

DAVID
I toiled on this passage for three days, running through every cliché in the book, when I had a stunning and revolutionary epiphany!

CHRISTINE
And what is that?

DAVID
It had to be abstract. I couldn’t have these literal, cardboard pages of dialogue and pain. It had to be symbolic. It needed words representing people and people representing words!

CHRISTINE
And humans representing trees?

DAVID
Yes! It’s all highly metaphorical. The trees are like, his students – this man is a professor –

CHRISTINE
Ah.

DAVID
Wooden, stoic, will flick you with their nasty twigs, or trip you, can obstruct your way and misguide your path. Yet, you want them to grow. You want their beautiful golden green leaves to reach the sky, their trunks to grow strong and supple, to house birds and squirrels and all sorts of other woodland creatures… and….

CHRISTINE
Golden green leaves, David?

DAVID
Yes! Gold like the metal which is oh so precious, like knowledge! And green because…. Well, that’s the color leaves are.

CHRISTINE
In your manuscript it says purple.

DAVID
Oh shit, my… let me go fix that.

CHRISTINE
Go do at Shakespeare. I’ll go get your coat.

DAVID
Oh honey, before we go, let me write Mildred’s monologue. It’s quite important and I want to get at least one draft done.

CHRISTINE
Please make it snappy.

CHRISTINE exits. DAVID sits down at his desk and starts writing. The spotlight focuses on him, while another light focuses on MILDRED, still out in the audience.

To be continued.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Michael Koo-ties Hates Me

Michael Koo-ties Hates Me

MICHAEL KOO and KATIE FLEEMAN.

KOO
WHOREBAG

KATIE
SKANK WALLET

KOO
CUMBUCKET

KATIE
SLEAZE CAN

KOO
MAKE ME CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP. WHOREBAG.

KATIE
COME AND GET IT

KOO
NO WAY BRING IT HERE

KATIE
HELL NO

KOO
YOU LIVE HELLA FAR

KATIE
DEAL

KOO
FUCK YOU STUPID NEWMAN! YOU SUCK!

KATIE
WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO ME?!

KOO
BECAUSE YOU SUCK!

KATIE
WAHHHHHHHH


KOO
AND YOU’LL BE A CRAZY CAT LADY

KATIE
NOOOOOO I DON’T LIKE CATS

KOO
THEN GET A DOG! OR A SNAKE. SNAKES!!!!!!!

KATIE
NO PETS! I FORBID IT.

KOO
I FEEL SORRY FOR WHOEVER MARRIES YOU. THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOU.

KATIE
GEE THANKS

KOO
THANK GOODNESS FOR DIVORCE

KATIE
HEY!!!

KOO
YOU’LL BE LIKE ROSS FROM FRIENDS

KATIE
YOU—Oh.

KOO
Hmm?

KATIE
Um.

KOO
Yeah?

KATIE
I never really watched Friends. I don’t… I don’t get the reference.

KOO
Wow. You… fail at life.

KATIE
Kinda. Yeah.

KOO
Yeah.

KATIE
But wasn’t that established?

KOO
Hmm. Yeah.

Beat.

KOO
YOU FAIL AT LIFE SLUTSHIT DOUCHENOZZLIG BITCHASS WHOREBAG FUCKFACE

KATIE
WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH?????

KOO
BECAUSE YOU’RE A WHOREBAG

KATIE
I HATE YOU!

KOO
I HATE YOU!!!

KATIE
I HATE YOU!!!

KOO
I’M LEAVING.
KATIE
FINE!

KOO exits. Beat.

KOO (O.S.)
THIS BETTER NOT BE YOUR BLOG TODAY

Medieval Madness


Medieval Madness

Medieval Ages. Field. Day.

EWAN LEMOINE, late teens, stands in front of the registration table, run by the REGISTRAR. He is very slender, with thick, bobbed brunette hair. There is a small but noticeable scar above his right eyebrow. His voice is unusually deep, and he seems quivers nervously.

REGISTRAR
Next.

EWAN
Lemoine. Ewan Lemoine, I’m sixteen.

REGISTRAR
Lemoine. Never heard of the family Lemoine.

EWAN
We’re a small family. Not too rich. I’m trying to bring us some honor.

REGISTRAR
Another fortune seeker are you?

EWAN
Yes sir.

REGISTRAR
Any notable experience.

EWAN
Pardon?

REGISTRAR
What is your experience in combat? Or are you fresh out of the womb?

EWAN
Not much sir, except what my father taught me.

REGISTRAR
Barely out of the mother. You’ll be paired with a more experienced soldier. Sir Robert Montgomery of the Woodlyn Isles. He will training you. You will exercise together, eat together, share a tent...

EWAN
Excuse, sir.

REGISTRAR
Yes?

EWAN
I would prefer to have a tent to myself.

REGISTRAR
I’m sure you would.

EWAN
I have this affliction that causes me to talk and thrash about in my sleep. I hear I can be quite violent.

REGISTRAR
You will learn to control it.

EWAN
How embarrassing would it be if I were to accidentally strangle my teacher in his sleep?

REGISTRAR
You will have one close to his.

EWAN
The name again, please?

REGISTRAR
Robert Montgomery.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Braverism in Space

Braverism in Space

Spaceship.

ANGELA MOIRA and IAN EDWARDS.

ANGELA
Lieutenant Edwards!

IAN
Captain?

ANGELA
Fine work back there.

IAN
Thank you Captain.

ANGELA
At ease Lieutenant. 

IAN
Thank you Captain.

ANGELA
Don’t you hate the droll of formality? All this Thank you captain and at ease Lieutenant.

IAN
It’s so strange.

ANGELA
Me. Captain. Who’d have thought? Back when we were cadets together.

IAN
I did.

ANGELA
Thank you Ian. But really.

IAN
You’ve always been bright. Authoritative. Brave. I could tell from the start.

ANGELA
How could you tell?

IAN
You did well in class.

ANGELA
So did you. While playing Tetris on your computer, no less.

IAN
You were president of all sorts of clubs.

ANGELA
I suppose. And bravery?

IAN
I believe you’ve proven that multiple times.

ANGELA
Indeed?

IAN
The tussle on Ragon.

ANGELA
Ah yes.

IAN
The battle with the Arganhuts.

ANGELA
Challenging indeed.

IAN
The difficulty with—

ANGELA
How did you know back in school that I would be brave?

IAN
I remember you asked Dean Frank to the movies.

ANGELA
I was expecting something more along the lines of me challenging my xenolinguistics professor about the delicacies of intergalactic translation.

IAN
I’ve always found asking girls out far more terrifying than academic debate. But you seemed to handle the Dean Frank thing with such calmness…

ANGELA
It was terrifying.

IAN
I couldn’t believe you went through with it.

ANGELA
You’ve asked women out.

IAN
Women I knew were a done deal. Dean didn’t seem like a done deal by any long shot. And next thing you know, you’re going steady for years. To this day.

ANGELA
I wasn’t that brave.

IAN
I thought you were.

ANGELA
It’s not like I was that emotionally invested in it.

IAN
What do you mean?

ANGELA
I mean… he was a “it would be fun to date” guy, not a “I love you” guy.

IAN
What do you mean?

ANGELA
He wasn’t my first choice. I mean, he is now, he just wasn’t… then.

IAN
Who was it?

ANGELA
I don’t believe this is the proper sort of conversation one ought to have with his Captain, Lieutenant Edwards.

IAN
What did I—

ANGELA
Back to your quarters Lieutenant.

IAN
Angie.

ANGELA
That’s Captain Moira, Lieutenant. Don’t you forget it.

IAN
Yes ma’am.

ANGELA
Your quarters Lieutenant. Tomorrow will be a challenging day.

IAN
Yes ma’am.

IAN salutes and exits. ANGELA sits down. She bites her lip and looks at her door.

ANGELA
Not very brave at all.