Get Out Page #2

JOSHUA (O.S.)

Why?

RICHARD (O.S.)

Because he hasn’t aged in 100

years.

The driver plops Andre in the padded trunk. He gets in his carand drives off.

TITLE CARD:

“Get Out”

EXT. BROOKLYN PARK SLOPE - DAWN

The sun rises over the city. Autumn. Beautiful.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - LIVING ROOM - MORNING

We move slowly through the small but clean apartment. Thewalls are decorated with fascinating urban photography.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - BATHROOM - MORNING

CHRIS WASHINGTON, 26, a handsome African-American man shuts

the medicine cabinet. He’s shirtless and naturally athletic.

He scrutinizes his reflection with a touch of vanity.

6.

INT. STARBUCKS COUNTER - MORNING

ROSE ARMITAGE, 28 - Caucasian, brunette with freckles - cool

and beautiful like an old Summer Camp crush. Rose looks atpastries through the glass. She can’t help but smile.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - BATHROOM - MORNING

Chris spreads shaving cream onto his face and shaves. Hepostures a little then nicks himself on the neck. He smirks;

deserved that.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Chris, clothed, looks out his window through a professionalcamera. He flips through some striking urban images on thedigital display much like the ones framed around hisapartment. He is a very talented photographer.

Sid, a small black dog, watches him. The BUZZER RINGS.

INT. BROOKLYN BUILDING - HALLWAY. MORNING

Chris opens the door. Rose stands outside the apartment withher hands full. She has two coffees and two bags of pastries.

Chris smirks.

ROSE:

I couldn’t decide...

He takes the coffee tray and pulls her inside. They kiss.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Rose and Chris have coffee and sweets by the window. The smallmound of pastries sits on the coffee table. SID lays on herlap. She strokes him. It’s a perfect morning.

ROSE:

Poor thing. Do you even pet him?

CHRIS:

Are you kidding me? When you’renot here that dog gets the bestfuckin’ pets of his life.

7.

ROSE:

So, how come whenever I come over,

he acts like he’s been totallyneglected.

CHRIS:

‘Cause he know he’s got youwrapped around his little paw.

ROSE:

oh, really?

CHRIS:

Yeah.

Chris picks up her foot sweetly and massages it. She melts.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - CHRIS’ BEDROOM - DAY

Chris packs a small bag of luggage. Rose lays on the bed.

ROSE:

Toothbrush... Deodorant...

CHRIS:

Check... Check....

Chris puts a cigarette in his mouth. Rose pops up and grabsthe cigarette from his mouth and breaks it. Chris tries tofeign incredulousness but is amused.

CHRIS (CONT’D)

I’m not gonna have one the wholeweekend.

ROSE:

You quit, remember?

CHRIS:

I’m nervous.

ROSE:

Why? They’re going to love you.

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