Breakdown Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 93 min
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Amy lies in bed, curled up against a pillow. The sheets
are tangled in post-coital disarray, the only sign of
disorder in this neatly arranged room.
6.
CLOSER:
Amy stirs, reaching her hand out toward the other side of
the bed, which is empty. She opens her eyes, surprised
to find herself alone.
AMY:
Jeff?
No reply.
Something catches her attention from across the room.
She rises, pulls a loose robe around herself and pads
over to a closed door. She knocks softly.
AMY:
Can I come in?
JEFF (O.S.)
Sure.
INT. DARKROOM -NIGHT
A walk-in closet has been converted into a small
photographic darkroom. Moist8X10 prints hang from a
clothesline, bathed in a warm red glow. The images are
moody black and white landscapes.
Jeff stands over the developer, timing a print. Amy
enters through a thick black curtain behind him. He
doesn’t look up.
AMY:
Couldn’t sleep?
Jeff shakes his head. Amy looks over his shoulder at a
landscape photograph in the developing tray.
AMY:
I remember when you took that. We
had fun on that trip, didn’t we?
Jeff nods. Amy looks at him. After a beat:
AMY:
You want to talk about it?
JEFF:
There’s nothing to talk about.
AMY:
C’mon, Jeff.
(CONTINUED)
7.
CONTINUED:
JEFF:
I told you. I quit. Walked out.
end of story.
AMY:
That’s it?
Jeff nods.
AMY:
Whatever happened back there
wasn’t your responsibility. You
can’t keep beating yourself up
over it.
He says nothing.
AMY:
What do you think? You could have
stopped that girl from getting
killed?
JEFF:
You don’t understand...
He stops, lifts his eyes.
JEFF:
It was different this time.
He breaks off and pushes through the curtain. She
watches him go.
CUT TO:
INT. LIVING ROOM -KITCHEN AREA -NIGHT
Jeff pours himself a glass of milk. Amy enters, stands
on the other side of the counter. Jeff doesn’t meet her
eyes. After a beat:
JEFF:
I talked to Reynolds.
(a beat)
He thinks I could still get the
job at the San Diego station.
AMY:
Oh, Jeff, you didn’t...
(CONTINUED)
8.
CONTINUED:
JEFF:
Think of it. Low pressure, a
steady paycheck. So I shoot city
council meetings --how bad could
it be?
She looks at him, concerned.
AMY:
Is that what you really want --or
are you just running away?
JEFF:
Who’s running? It’s good money,
full benefits. I’m tired of
freelance. We could finally put
some money in the bank.
AMY:
You know I’ll never stand in your
way. But you’ve worked so hard.
Are you sure you want to throw it
away?
JEFF:
Throw what away? Don’t you get
it? I don’tdo anything. I sit,
I watch, I film --I let it
happen.
AMY:
You’re supposed to let it happen.
It’s your job.
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