Actors

Brian Truesby - as Christopher

Clare Freeman - as Clare

Holland - Robbie Siskin (tentative= still waiting to hear back from a few people)

Caroline Huss as Secretary

Storyboards

Revised Script 10/5/10

Main Characters

Christopher Hilshire

Clare Hilshire

Francis R. H. Holland

Secondary characters and extras

Secretary

Guard 1 & 2

Locations

Large House

Office Interior

By Celia Mitchell

ACT I:

Opens with a hand reaching for the doorbell in the daytime. Two guards are lying motionless on the lawn.

Inside the house: Holland walks toward the door. Opening it without much thought, Holland is promptly greeted with a swift punch to the face.

Cut to Black

ACT II:

Holland wakes up, laying in a chair in his living room, not bound by so much as a rubberband. Chris is standing in the same room, looking out a window. Chris looks back at Holland.

CHRIS

You’re awake…

HOLLAND nervously looks around the room.

CHRIS turns his whole body to face HOLLAND

CHRIS

There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not going to do anything to you… yet…

HOLLAND catches his last word, his expression tenses.

CHRIS gives him a calm, cold smile. CHRIS takes a seat across from HOLLAND, looking oddly at ease.

CHRIS

So… I finally meet the man who has been pulling the strings.

HOLLAND looks suspiciously at CHRIS

CHRIS

Why don’t we start from the top? Don’t be shy now.

HOLLAND

[nervously] What is this? Who are you?

CHRIS

That doesn’t matter. What does matter is who you’re working for.

HOLLAND

Why do you care?

CHRISTOPHER takes out a swiss army knife.

CHRIS

Lets just say, it’s a personal matter.

CHRISTOPHER caresses HOLLAND’s skin with the blade.

HOLLAND looks nervously at the blade as CHRISTOPHER points it toward one of HOLLAND’s fingers.

HOLLAND looks up at CHRISTOPHER to try and read his expression.

CHRIS

If you continue to not give me answers, I will skin one finger at a time until you tell me what I want to know. I asked who you work for!

HOLLAND

[frazzled] I work for the National Security Division.

CHRISTOPHER leans away from HOLLAND, walking in a circle around HOLLAND.

CHRIS

And what do you do there?

HOLLAND looks mildly annoyed.

HOLLAND

I coordinate the deployment of agents to eliminate threats to the State.

Cut to: Flashback: Office Interior: CHRIS’s office is lit solely by a lamp on his desk.

A file slides over to CHRIS’s side of the desk. He looks up at SECRETARY.

CHRIS

What’s this?

SECRETARY

Orders came in for you. It’s a private mission. They’ve requested you go alone this time. Some doctors have been passing information and medicine to the rebels.

CHRIS looks briefly inside the file, shuffling through a couple pages, looking troubled.

CHRIS

Good grief, not even any target info.

SECRETARY

Nope. Just eliminate everyone inside.

Cut to LIVING ROOM.

CHRIS

Who authorizes you to eliminate a target?

HOLLAND

How should I know?

CHRIS hits Hilshire across the face with his fist.

CHRIS leans within inches of HOLLAND’s face.

CHRIS

Who gives you your orders?

HOLLAND

I don’t know! I don’t have the clearance…

CHRIS clearly unhappy glares into HOLLAND’s eyes for a moment. Leaning away from HOLLAND, CHRIS paces in a circle around HOLLAND’s chair.

CHRIS

What was the last mission you issued?

HOLLAND

What does that have to do with this?

Cut to brief flashback:

CHRIS is holding a woman in his arms, kneeling on the floor, rocking back and forth.

CHRIS takes off her wedding ring. Visibly very distraught.

CUT to LIVINGROOM.

CHRIS’s eyes flash angrily toward HOLLAND.

CHRIS

Answer the question!

HOLLAND

But I don’t get it…

CHRIS

Tell me!

HOLLAND

Fine! It was for this group of traitors. They were passing along agent profiles to the rebels.

CHRIS has regained control on his emotions.

CHRIS

Agent profiles? Why was there nothing about it in the mission profile?

HOLLAND

It wouldn’t have benefitted the mission in any way, so I left out unnecessary details.

CHRIS

Unnecessary details…

Brief pause.

CHRIS

One of those details was the name of a woman I loved…

Cut to FLASHBACK: CHRIS turns over CLARE’s body, that has fallen at an obscure angle. His expression turns from casual to fearful. He takes off a glove to check her pulse. Having found no pulse he gently lifts her off the ground (indicated into his arms).

CUT to LIVINGROOM:

HOLLAND stares at CHRIS.

HOLLAND

Wait. You’re…

CHRIS projects an angry glare at HOLLAND

HOLLAND

How unlucky. I suppose your skills speak stronger than your family ties.

CHRIS

She… was my wife. And I killed her with my own hands…

HOLLAND

If you’re still sticking up for her, you probably don’t know her as well as you think you do.

CHRIS

[sarcastically] Oh really? And you would know how?

HOLLAND

I’ve been running surveillance on Clare Hilshire for about three years now. You had yourself one really messed up woman.

CHRIS

What crap are you spouting?

HOLLAND

Since you don’t believe me, you should go read her profile. You’re here after all.

CHRIS

[defiantly] I have no intention of—

HOLLAND

But you really should. Did you know that on ten separate occasions, she used your dinner dates as a cover for her activities with the rebels?

CHRIS eyes HOLLAND suspiciously.

HOLLAND

Did you know that her favorite color is blue? Or that the reason she loves blue is because it reminds her of the lake near her first home?

CHRIS’s eyes open wide, obviously recognizing the details in HOLLAND’s words.

HOLLAND

You did well to follow through with your mission. Her treachery would have destroyed you. It would have continued to wound the State.

CHRIS is still, watching HOLLAND.

HOLLAND

She never really loved you, you know. She was just using you for a suitable long-term alibi.

ACT III:

CHRIS cracks a cold smile.

CHRIS

You know… you almost had me there. But now I know you’re lying to me. If there was anything I was ever totally certain of, it was that Clare loved me, and I loved her.

CHRIS turns to the window.

CHRIS

Just answer one more thing.

HOLLAND is silent.

CHRIS

Why did it have to be me?

HOLLAND rises from his seat.

HOLLAND

Because you were the best suited for the job. No other reason.

CHRIS continues to stare out the window silently, mulling over his thoughts.

Taking the opportunity with CHRIS’s back turned, HOLLAND lunges forward to choke CHRISTOPHER. HOLLAND’s arms begin to take hold of CHRIS’s neck.

CHRIS grabs his arm, peels it back from his neck, immobilizes HOLLAND and snaps HOLLAND’s neck.

CHRIS looks down at the body that has just fallen to the floor.

CHRIS turns and walks out of frame.

END

Script Revision & Location/Actor Details

Still screening actors.

Christopher = Aaron Radney

Clare = Caroline Huss (tentative)

Locations:

Interrogation room, front of house, garage view, balcony

Summary: Chris comes to get revenge on man who set him up to take his wife’s life. In background he has already knocked out guards on he lawn. He then rings the door bell. Holland innocently opens door. Is greeted with a punch to the face which means lights out. Rich man wakes up tied to a chair. Chris interrogates him. We see little bits and pieces of what’s going on through tiny flashbacks. All the while, we slowly piece together what has really happened. At the end, the rich man frees himself discretely. Chris turns his back for a moment, and Holland tries to choke Chris from behind, but when the rich guy closes his grip around Chris’s neck, he hardly manages to get a firm hold before Chris bends back Holland’s arm, turns around and ends him. Chris gives him a long slightly troubled look before walking out of the shot. Cut to black.

SCRIPT:

Main Characters

Christopher Hilshire

Clare Hilshire

Francis R. H. Holland

Secondary characters and extras

Secretary

Guard 1 & 2

Locations

Large House

Office Interior

By Celia Mitchell

ACT I:

Opens with a hand reaching for the doorbell in the daytime. Two guards are lying motionless on the lawn.

Inside the house: Holland walks toward the door, seeming to expect someone else. Opening the door without much thought, Holland is promptly greeted with a swift punch to the face.

Fade to Black

ACT II:

Holland wakes up tied to a chair in his living room. Chris is standing in the same room, looking out a window. Chris looks back at Holland.

CHRIS

You’re awake…

HOLLAND nervously looks around the room.

CHRIS turns his whole body to face HOLLAND

CHRIS

There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not going to do anything to you… yet…

HOLLAND catches his last word, the fear on his face increasing.

CHRIS gives him a calm, cold smile. CHRIS takes a seat across from HOLLAND, looking oddly at ease.

CHRIS

Tell me Mr. Holland, what is it that you actually do?

HOLLAND looks suspiciously at CHRIS

CHRIS’s tone of voice suddenly changes to quite deep and serious. His eyes become immediately cold.

CHRIS

Don’t be shy now.

HOLLAND

[nervously] I work for… Galman security.

CHRIS

And what do you do there?

HOLLAND

I issue orders.

CHRIS

Orders? Orders of what kind?

HOLLAND frustrated glares at Christopher.

HOLLAND

Look, what do you want from me? Who the hell are you? And where are my guards?

CHRIS

You’re guards are currently detained. You haven’t answered my last question. What orders?

HOLLAND

I issue assassination warrants at the request of the state.

Cut to: Office scene. CHRIS’s office is lit solely by a lamp on his desk.

A file slides over to CHRIS’s side of the desk. He looks up a secretary.

CHRIS

What’s this?

SECRETARY

Orders came in for you. It’s a private mission. They’ve requested you go alone this time. Some doctors have been passing information and medicine to the rebels.

CHRIS looks briefly inside the file, shuffling through a couple pages, looking troubled.

CHRIS

Geeze, not even any target info.

SECRETARY

Nope. Just eliminate everyone inside.

Cut to LIVING ROOM.

CHRIS

Who gives you the authorization to issue these warrants?

HOLLAND

I don’t know…

CHRIS hits Hilshire across the face with his fist.

CHRIS leans with inches of HOLLAND’s face.

CHRIS

Who give you your orders?

HOLLAND

I told you. I don’t know. I don’t have the clearance.

CHRIS clearly unhappy glares into HOLLAND’s eyes for a moment. Leaning away from HOLLAND, CHRIS passes in a circle around HOLLAND’s chair.

CHRIS

What was the last mission you issued?

HOLLAND

What does that have to do with this?

Cut to brief flashback:

CHRIS is holding a woman in his arms, kneeling on the floor, rocking back and forth.

CHRIS

[whispers] Clare…

CHRIS takes off her wedding ring. Visibly still very distraught.

CUT to LIVINGROOM.

CHRIS’s eyes flash angrily toward HOLLAND.

CHRIS

Answer the question!

HOLLAND

But I don’t underst—

CHRIS

Tell me!

HOLLAND

Oh fine! It was for this group of traitors. I was told to have them eliminated because they were a threat to the state. Happy?

CHRIS has regained control on his emotions.

CHRIS

Why was there nothing in the mission profile?

HOLLAND

I was told that it wouldn’t benefit the mission in any way, so I left unnecessary details.

CHRIS

Unnecessary details…

Brief pause.

CHRIS

One of those details was the name of a woman I loved…

Cut to BALCONY: CHRIS pulls Clare into his arms.

CUT to LIVINGROOM:

HOLLAND stares at CHRIS, gradually freeing his hands from the bonds tying him to the chair.

HOLLAND

But you eliminated a threat to your country, that should make you happy all the same.

CHRIS projects an angry glare at HOLLAND

CHRIS

She… was my wife. And I killed her with my own hands…

HOLLAND

Wait, you… you’re the…

CHRIS

I’m glad you understand now.

CHRIS turns to the window.

CHRIS

Just answer one more thing.

HOLLAND is silent.

CHRIS

Why did it have to be me?

HOLLAND flinches.

HOLLAND

Because Christopher Hilshire is the best of the best.

ACT III:

HOLLAND frees himself. Taking the opportunity with CHRIS’s back turned, he lunges forward to choke CHRISTOPHER. HOLLAND’s arms begin to take hold of CHRIS’s neck.

HOLLAND

How much was her life really worth anyway, huh?!

CHRIS grabs his arm, peels it back from his neck, immobilizes HOLLAND and snaps HOLLAND’s neck.

CHRIS looks down at the body that has just fallen to the floor.

CHRIS

Far more than yours…

CHRIS turns and walks out of shot.

END