Youth Page #3
The lifeguards withdraw.
The forty-year-old woman with a kindly, patient face is his
companion, apparently. She sits next to him and lovingly rubs
his hair with a towel, caring for this immense whale.
FADE OUT.
2. EXT. VENICE. NIGHT
Guitar notes - irregular, sporadic, imploded, muffled sounds
that seem to come from the deepest depths of the sea or your
own conscience - surface now and then during the scene.
What we see next is like a vision.
A breathtakingly beautiful vision: high water in a deserted
Saint Mark’s Square. That vast space, with its unforgettable
porticos and palaces, is now a square lake, water lapping at
the columns.
A narrow, raised walkway intersects the Square. But there’s
no one on it, at least not right now.
Then, in the dead of night in this most mysterious city, Fred
Ballinger appears at the far end of the long walkway. Like
all old people, he looks vulnerable as he shuffles along,
taking tiny, trying steps.
Fred looks up and espies a statuesque female figure coming
toward him from the other end of the walkway. They move
toward each other, the only human beings in this surreal,
submerged Venice. They’re closer now, they’re about to meet.
With ill-concealed amazement, Fred fixes his eyes on the
woman:
she’s 6’1”.7.
An impossible beauty, with black hair and eyes so green they
seem fake, wearing a one-piece bathing suit and a sash that
says MISS UNIVERSE.
She’s even closer now, approaching him with the solemn,
inhuman gait of a top model in a big-time fashion show.
They’re about to meet. But the walkway is only three feet
wide, so they both move aside to let the other pass without
falling in the water. It’s inevitable that they touch. Miss
Universe’s plentiful decollet. brushes against Fred’s scrawny
chest.
He gazes up at her from below, as if he were beholding a
benign tragedy.
Like all beauty queens, she stares coldly into space, not
even noticing her perfect body’s fleeting contact with Fred.
Having avoided a mishap, they each proceed on their way. The
beauty queen sways off into the full moon, surrounded by that
expanse of water, like in some debatable Dolce & Gabbana
dream.
Fred shuffles along the walkway. He’s afraid now, and with
good reason:
the water is rising quickly, flooding thewalkway and swirling around his feet, his ankles, his knees.
Fred tries to hurry, but he’s old and the water tugs at his
legs. He turns and cries out in a suffocated voice, as if
begging Miss Universe for help.
FRED BALLINGER:
Melanie, Melanie!
But Miss Universe is no longer there, it’s as if she
evaporated.
Fred keeps going, but not for much longer. The water is up to
his chest now, his neck, his chin, he’s panicked, a stifling
guitar note sounds, when, luckily...
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