SCENE 3

EXT. STREET- NIGHT

A and C are walking in the empty streets of Athens. It’s kind of wet because around it’s 4 a.m.

Suddenly C stops and stands in the middle of the street. She looks at A. She smiles. 

C 

(with a low and calm voice)

It is now the time of the year that the flowers smell; 

Jasmine… Nectarines, four o’clock flowers.

Especially at night when I’m walking back home. 

It’s my favorite season to live, especially in the city… 

(she sighs)

It is supposed to be vivid and alive and inspiring…

But I feel like everything is dead.

 

A is staring at her feet. She is stressed. She is holding the teddy bear they won from the claw crane machine, and she is playing with its ears. 

C

I know this place doesn’t fit me right now.

I know I’m constantly looking for something and nothing at the same time.

Everything concerns me and everything is indifferent.

 

C looks at A. She touches the teddy bear to get her attention.

 

A

(clears her throat)

Can  you really find similarities between love and death? 

 

C

Yeah. It’s like everything you knew has to change.

Looking at the old videos; The moments are gone.

Thinking that you didn’t realize they were moments when they happened. They are alone inside your hard drive.

Like your photo from the birth clinic, or your first birthdays inside your mother’s home album.

Your amygdala and teeth the magic fairy took from under your pillow. Menstrual blood. Tears.

(her voice cracks)

So you stand there, with one piece of your body missing,

cut. A piece you never noticed existed.

And you bleed, but you don’t know where from.

You look at your body and everything is there intact.

You have to heal and nothing makes sense. 

The world as you knew it has vanished.

You need to learn living without this invisible part of yours, but it hurts like someone has chopped you in pieces

We see their faces and hands in turn, through close ups as the dialogue continues.

A

So it is the end of love you are talking about?

Breaking up?

C

Maybe… What do you think love is? 

A

I don’t really know. I just feel it.

C

Is it when you suffer? 

I think that’s what we have seen; In films and songs and great love stories. That you have to suffer when you are in love. That you have to commit to this specific person and project all of the world in them.

A

Why do you have to rationalize your feelings all the time? 

Why don’t you just let go? 

We see them in a long shot, standing in the street. As C’s last lines are told the shot becomes extra long and we end up not seeing them, when the scene closes. 

C

Because this extra part of me will grow again in the same way. I don’t try to be rational. I just try to make it bloom and not rot. See, I have to be careful. I just don’t want this part to take all vitality from the rest of my body; 

Like sucking all my blood and then my brain underfunctions.

My stomach, my arms, my hair…

I don’t want you to fill some void of mine. I want to be able to fill that myself. And together we make something new. For you and me as wholes…