Pale Blue Dot Page #2

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Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

-- Erin scrambles to the ground, reaching for her keys. She

grabs them, unlocks the car-

-- haphazardly tosses her suitcase inside---

before diving in herself---

and slamming the door shut and locked.

Erin looks out the window but there is no sign of Laura.

She’s gone. Vanished.

5.

Erin takes a long, deep breath, collecting herself. She puts

the keys in the ignition and turns the engine-

--BAM BAM BAM-

ERIN (CONT’D)

AHHHHHH!

-- a HAND REPEATEDLY SLAPS THE WINDOW. It’s Laura and she’s

screaming:

LAURA:

I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I need

help!

Erin stops, her eyes squinting in recognition...

ERIN:

Laura?-

-- at the sound of her name, LAURA STARTS CRYING. It’s ugly

stuff-- big tears, heaving, the works.

Concerned, Erin rolls down her window.

ERIN (CONT’D)

What are you doing here? Are you

okay?

LAURA:

You have to stop.

ERIN:

What-

-- LAURA BLASTS ERIN IN THE FACE WITH A CAN OF MACE!

ERIN (CONT’D)

You b*tch!

ERIN SLAMS ON THE GAS-

--CRUNCHHH---

her car lurches forward, directly into the bumper of the

car parked opposite-

-- Laura stands there, the can of mace in her gloved hand,

stunned at what she’s done---

Erin blindly grabs at the gearshift, throwing her car into

reverse and slamming on the gas all over again-

-- Laura drops the mace-

6.

--CRUNCHHH---

Erin crashes into more cars, making her getaway---

BEEP BEEP BEEP---

setting off a car alarm. She shifts back into drive and

takes off---

SCREEEETCH---

the side of the car scraping along the concrete wall as

Erin drives like a (blind) bat out of hell.

Laura’s still crying, standing in the same spot, in a trance

until, finally---

she runs.

INT. PARKING GARAGE STAIRCASE - MOMENTS LATER

Laura takes the stairs two at a time. She’s wild-eyed and

moving as fast as she can.

She pulls at the dish washing gloves, trying to get them off.

She tosses one in a trash can, drops the other, and keeps

running.

But, Laura isn’t going down the stairs. She’s going up. She’s

not trying to make her escape, she’s trying to get to-

EXT. PARKING GARAGE ROOF - CONTINUOUS

Laura bursts out onto the roof. She has nowhere else to go.

Above her, it is a cloudless Orlando morning with stars

spread out as far as the eye can see.

It’s our first real look at the night’s sky. The expanse of

stars is breath-taking.

In the distance the screech of police sirens grows louder.

But Laura no longer seems concerned. Instead, she looks up at

the stars and, for the first time we’ve seen, she smiles.

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