DEBORAH is already through the door with box, tapes, speech,
coffee. LEONIE is too late.
You want a hand with that?
8 INT. AUDITORIUM. DEKALB COLLEGE. ATLANTA. DAY. CREDITS 8
DEBORAH confidently pushes her way into a hall, with columns
and rows of empty seats, heading towards the speaker’s
lectern. The event’s organizer is GLORIA, black, 40s, is
trying to keep up with DEBORAH’S brisk pace.
I do a lot of these events, so I
have quite a clear idea how best to
handle them. If you can put a table
at the back. Right by the door,
perfect as they leave.
I took the liberty of calling a
couple of local papers for
coverage. Mia Daniels, Grant from
Oh good. We were going to do that.
You’re one step ahead.
Well I hope so. I like to be.
DEBORAH looks round the hall, checking the first arrivals.
9 INT & EXT. CAR & STREETS. ATLANTA. DAY. CREDITS 9
Two MEN in the front - heavy, determined. In the back, a
third MAN, whose face is not seen. They’re all quiet. They
drive along busy streets: downtown Atlanta, aspiring,
skyscrapered. The traffic thins as they approach the college.
Full Blue Script // December 4th 2015 44.
10 INT. AUDITORIUM. DAY. CREDITS 10
DEBORAH is at the table at the back, taking books out,
arranging notebook, pen, ledger, cashbox: the perfect
professional. STUDENTS are arriving, most black, most young.
Can I help?
You’re going to laugh, sorry, but
I’ve got a system. It works for me.
They smile. The result is indeed impressive, completed at the
end by her putting an author photograph against the books.
The credits end.
11 EXT. DEKALB. DAY 11
The car draws up in a car park outside. The two MEN get out.
The third MAN’S shoes, English, beautifully polished, land on
the tarmac. The trunk at the back is opened, and inside there
is a huge cardboard box, and a big black case. These are
taken out. Bang, the trunk is closed.