1 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - HALLWAY -- DAY 1
The eyes of MARTY, a cat, indifferently observe some rathernoisy struggle. Male GRUNTS. A woman’s SMOTHERED SCREAMS. TheSHATTERING of glass. After a few moments, the cat gets bored
and wanders away.
Looking down a tastefully decorated hallway, a MALE FIGURErises into view. He cleans his genital area with a scrap offabric - torn panties, though from this ANGLE, it’s hard tomake that out clearly. He drops the cloth contemptuously onthe floor and walks toward us. He straightens the black ski-
mask he wears over his face as he clears the frame... PUSHING
DOWN the hall, discover MICHELLE LEBLANC lying on the floor.
Face down, skirt hiked up above her waist. There’s a littleblood, on her legs and on the rug.
At first, it seems she might be dead, but she’s just inshock. Her limbs begin to move, slowly, clumsily. As if herbrain were having trouble communicating with the rest of her.
She stands. Her breasts are exposed where her bra has beenpulled up. Her torn dress exposes an old cesarian scar. Shepulls her bra down, holds her dress closed. She notes afallen but unbroken vase on the carpet. She returns it to itsproper place on an end-table.
2 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER 2
Michelle sweeps up a broken crystal ash tray with a broom anddust-pan. Her movements very deliberate, as if she were onauto-pilot.
3 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - UPSTAIRS BATHROOM -- DAY 3
Michelle peels herself out of her ruined dress. She shoves itvery deliberately into a waste-basket.
4 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - UPSTAIRS BATHROOM -- MOMENTS LATER 4
In the tub, Michelle takes an inventory of injuries. A fewbruises and minor abrasions. She sees a curlicue of blood
floating in the soapy water. She erases it with her hand.
5 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE -- BEDROOM -- DAY 5
Wearing a bathrobe, hair still wet, Michelle sits on her bed,
phone in one hand, a Sushi take-out menu in the other.
MICHELLE (INTO PHONE)
...Yes, I’d like two pieces of the
Hamachi, as well... and what
exactly is the “Holiday Roll?”
6 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - ENTRYWAY -- DAY 6
Michelle opens her front door and lets in her 19-year-oldson, VINCENT, a bear of a young man with scrappy facial hair,
a back-pack on his shoulder. She greets him with a brief hug
I know I’m late. They kept me at
work a fucking extra hour.
(walking on with her, he
sees something’s amiss)
Are you ok? You look like you got a
black eye starting.
I fell off my bike.
The young man nods to a brand new-looking bike they’repassing leaned against the entryway wall.
It doesn’t look like you’ve been
riding it at all.
(gestures to her face)
And you see why.
7 INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE -- DEN -- LATER 7
They’re sitting at the coffee table eating Sushi. Vincentuses the chopsticks in conjunction with his fingers. Michelleisn’t eating at the moment, she’s watching his Iphone. (We
glimpse a Youtube snippet, a child at Sea World.) Vincentwatches his mother, expecting a big laugh. But as the videoends, Michelle looks merely confused.
So, the kid was scared of the
The music’s what makes it so great.
It’s arguably cruelty to animals.
Nah- you think?
(takes back his phone)
Sorry I was late. We’re shorthanded
You’ve managed to avoid mentioning
what this job actually is.
It’s entry level, I told you. Butthere’s a path to management. I’m,
like, an assistant manager.
Is this a MacDonald’s or something?