Note for filming: 2 camera angles used, one fisheye of observer’s face from below, other of the Informer’s in street, low angle, distorted. Filming locations ideally Gas Works Rd. & Hibernian Rd., Cork city. Time ideally day. Costumes ideally nondescript, as ordinary as possible. Props optional. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAb4mgILU2KP
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Establishing shot shows street. Wall. Street. Drone off into sky. Return. Switch to observer’s face. Observer woman mid 20s, starring off front, distant eyes, moving forwards slowly, shawl or scarf tight around head. Observer voice over plays after a few moments, lasts until appearance of Informer. Voiceover is as follows: 22Please respect copyright.PENANAiUeoSAwFOT
Observer Voiceover: Back along the streets I used to walk on. Picking stories out. Bruise marks mean heeled feet. A pair of tights and a sports jacket, college night out. Cork crests. Look into the broken glass see his alcohol tolerance. And no-one in sight. No-one ever in sight. Every cig end was smoked once. All the mouths. All the feet, socks, shoes, tramping on through. Don’t touch with fingers. Fingers carry the little killers. But look at that shoe tossed away. Whose was that? Athletic one. A man approaches. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAdy7n6iWU4o
Change angle to second. The Informer stumbles towards the camera, looks tired, strained, drug-induced maybe, he speaks: 22Please respect copyright.PENANAbtHeplNeNx
Informer: It was not like this at all. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAET98JQOnFd
Observer: How was it then? 22Please respect copyright.PENANASXGBGdd0UU
Informer: Completely different from your view. 22Please respect copyright.PENANANJrPnaIyK6
Observer: What other view is there... 22Please respect copyright.PENANAyNi1ko442d
Informer: You’re a sick creature and we don’t want you to return. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAc83nLVb45V
Observer: This is strange from what I’ve seen. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAyMjcHMnCMh
Informer: If you return you won’t be let in. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAPCWQsOGeZ7
Observer: They always let me in. Even Sundays. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAKFpdMCVhzP
Informer: They said that you can’t any longer. They told me everything about you. 22Please respect copyright.PENANALTDhjBNCnR
Observer: What did they say about me? 22Please respect copyright.PENANA1kvAeqrpez
Informer: They said nothing. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAO3iHFJrtSP
Observer: But what did they say? 22Please respect copyright.PENANAVADFnuBh4K
Informer: (with emphasis) They said nothing. 22Please respect copyright.PENANApzpolWLt1z
Observer: It is so. There are still truths to be found in the gutter...22Please respect copyright.PENANAqNVvaLqbVn
Informer: This is false. Those are my clothes and shoes. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAypRdxfGCXh
Observer: That cannot be.22Please respect copyright.PENANAqPtD8lhkmP
Informer: That can only be. I work as a strip model at the Dean. So those are my clothes. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAWyOzGHY8QO
Observer: Why were they left behind?22Please respect copyright.PENANA0hVAGsoghH
Informer: Wouldn’t you like to hear. 22Please respect copyright.PENANA1wSJ6qNQWP
Observer: Please. It’s now all I have left. Let my drums sink into them. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAzYM1MIvGDD
Informer: I fucked him over the Honda parked opposite. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAj2oqx8EtXh
Observer: What did it feel like? 22Please respect copyright.PENANAyUnz6CcoPu
Informer: You would never know. Emotional memory distant. Leave away me now. 22Please respect copyright.PENANArFrFr2XttZ
Observer: And can’t ever feel. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAUuJ7NDvqeb
Informer: And another thing. They told me all about you and there was a bit more. They said you know no-one and should never be listened to. You are darkness. You are emptiness packed with cig butts and trays of dead grease. You are nothing and won’t ever be. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAhD8OhBqJPH
Observer: And can’t ever be. 22Please respect copyright.PENANApA32hJ9xbm
Suddenly, the Informer vanishes out of existence. Sudden blackout. Then. Observer awakes on ground. How many years has it been. Voiceover voice now distorted and rough from age and use. POV angle of Observer getting up from street. Cut back to fisheye angle of face. Continue walking along with voiceover monologue playing until end. The shawl is gone now. Hair is messy. Voiceover is as follows: 22Please respect copyright.PENANA33GhfygIRH
Observer Voiceover: And that was it. That was all that all it was. Walking back along. Always find my way back somehow. Same old place somehow. So many streets in Cork. So many middle, first names. I run out of hyperfixations, run out of fancy lightings, my meaning becomes abstract. I become now the abstraction of me. Forever doomed. Never can be. And see again. Same old clothes, left behind in the shit drain. Junkie turd levelled on a pair of sad tights. Fall now. Become the studied shit. 22Please respect copyright.PENANAiv34WqlmXg
End. Blackout. Ends. 640 words. Almost there.22Please respect copyright.PENANA0TVkNNUSCM