Digital Ischemia

28/10/2012

Seizing

Filed under: What You Wish For-S — Teepwriter @ 10:52

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE HALL – EVENING

Polly slips around the front door, starts.  Finn and Jade, 4, present themselves on the stairs, ready for bed, beside Innes.  Polly beams, hugs them all.

JADE
Good night, mummy.

POLLY
Good night you and good night you.

Innes ushers Finn and Jade upstairs, winks at Polly.  She tilts her head, pleasantly puzzled.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE KITCHEN – EVENING

Polly gazes in awe over the laid table, candles, flowers.  Innes edges in, self-conscious.  She glances up.

INNES
I dinnae want to waste any mere time.

DISSOLVE TO:

Flickering candles, generous portions.  Innes leans his head on Polly’s shoulder, smirking, rapturous.  She describes, gesticulating wildly, with a mischievous grin.

DISSOLVE TO:

Candles burnt out, food left, plates pushed aside.  Polly glances down.  Innes feigns sleeping in her lap.  She smirks, flicks his nose.  He protests, hauls himself up.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE POLLY’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

Polly kneels up on the bed, coy, stripping.  Innes steps closer, overwhelmed with lust.  She reaches him, tugs off his T-shirt, presses her face and breasts to his chest.

Innes thrusts Polly on to her back.  She widens her eyes.  He kisses and licks down her body, teases around her pants.  She grabs his shoulders.  He slides his tongue inside her pants.  She is astonished with pleasure.

DISSOLVE TO:

Polly gawps, sprawls, dangles an arm over the bed edge.  Her body glistens, quivers.  She focuses, lolls her head.  Innes lounges alongside her, head on hand, propped on an elbow.  He is calm, delighted.  She fails to form words.

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE GARDEN – DAY

Will rounds the house, searching.  Polly rests her head on a deck chair back, eyes closed to the sun, shelling peas automatically.  She forces an apprehensive smile.

POLLY
What’s today’s topic?

WILL
Uh, where’s Innes?

POLLY
The never-ending harvest!  What are you after?

WILL
Honesty.

POLLY
Why would you want that?!

WILL
I don’t want to waste any more time.

Polly freezes, stares at Will.  He holds her gaze.

WILL (CONT’D)
I want us to be honest about each other.  Please.

Polly releases her bowl of peas.  She rubs her forehead, watches the bowl spin to rest on the ground.  She drags her head but can not raise her eyes to Will.

POLLY
You were my one in this life, time.  But I couldn’t have you.  I had to find another time.

Will sinks into a chair.  Polly creeps her eyes to him.

POLLY (CONT’D)
Enough honesty?

WILL
My turn.

Polly is petrified, captivated.

WILL (CONT’D)
Who did you tell about Innes, apart from me?

POLLY
Only my dad.  I don’t think he accepted it.

WILL
Which leaves me.  You shouldn’t’ve trusted me.

POLLY
What can you possibly have done?

WILL
Massively deceived you, manipulated you, taken advantage…  I figured out how to do it.

POLLY
Do what?

WILL
Manifest myself in another time, like you.  But I manifested as someone else.

Innes rounds the house, dusty and sweaty.

INNES
Hello!  Is all well?

WILL
No.  Your time’s up.

INNES
Oh.  How lang do I ha’e to wait?

WILL
Too long.  I left it far too long.

Innes vanishes before Polly and Will.  She is stunned, distraught, reaches for the space where Innes stood.

POLLY
No!  No!  He can’t go back now!

WILL
(quietly)
That wasn’t him.  He wasn’t Innes.  That was me.

Polly flicks her attention back and forth between the empty space and Will, trying to comprehend in shock.

WILL (CONT’D)
Innes left last year.

Will pulls out a letter.

WILL (CONT’D)
He wrote this to you and I should’ve given it to you last year.

Polly takes the letter, reads, weakens.  Will leans closer, holds her.  She reacts only to the letter, twitching her eyes and lips, filling up.

POLLY
No…  No?  He went.  He’s gone.  (WAILING)  My Innes!  You’re gone now and you’re gone then.

Polly collapses to the ground.  Will can’t stop her or help her.  She hauls herself up.  He reaches for her.

POLLY (CONT’D)
I didn’t get to say goodbye.  It’s not…  Most people don’t.  It was his choice.

WILL
But you didn’t know when it happened.

POLLY
No.  Can you go now?

WILL
Of course.  I’m not sorry.  I was never so happy…  I don’t regret–

POLLY
–You don’t say any more!

Will crawls away, glances back.  Polly holds her head, curls, shakes.

21/10/2012

Duality

Filed under: What You Wish For-S — Teepwriter @ 11:14

EXT. BENACHAR BURN – EVENING

In the b.g., Polly zig-zags across the grass, searching.  Innes sprawls beneath a tree, swigging a beer bottle.  He picks seeds from the ground, hurls them at the burn.  She scoots up, takes in his state, the bottle.

INNES
Can nae seem to get happy.

Polly despairs.

POLLY
I thought you’d worked it out.

INNES
I see a future I dinnae a’ways want to see.  I ken things I am no’ yet ready for.

POLLY
Have you been talking to Will?

Innes smiles over anguish.  Polly glances to the house.

POLLY (CONT’D)
Will you come back soon?

INNES
I will a’ways come back to ye.

Polly puzzles, swoops a kiss on Innes’ lips, hesitates, dashes away.  He thwacks his head back on the tree trunk.

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE GARDEN – DAY

Polly perches on a chair edge, straddling buckets of fruit pickings, separating out eatable fruit.  Will’s shadow covers a bucket.  She pats the adjacent chair, leaves her hand on it.  He obeys.  She squeezes his leg.

POLLY
The cottage is free if…

WILL
It’s not… where I want to be.

POLLY
You don’t have to tell me anything, if you’re sick of talking.

WILL
No chance!  Today I hate him more than her, for being more… attractive, high-profile.  Why didn’t I…

Polly smirks sympathetically.  Will rubs his eye.

WILL (CONT’D)
I’m just trying to get some… control over things.

POLLY
I know.

WILL
Trying not to think I’ve wasted my career.

Polly attempts imperious eye contact.

POLLY
Don’t be ridiculous!

WILL
I’ve not progressed!  I’ve not left the university.  I may as well still be in that revolting flat with the imbecile Lewis.

POLLY
Most of us are forced out into the real world.

WILL
But you don’t come back.

POLLY
Is the virtue of teaching fading on you?

WILL
Even you make money from it.

Polly slumps back, kicks a near-empty bucket to Will.

POLLY
Have a vomit bucket.  I’d be happy without the money.  I have my family and the odd friend…

WILL
Don’t say it!  Seriously, you’d miss the house?

POLLY
Nah, we’d live in yours, you’d be here, and we’d just visit you all the time.

Will tries not to smile.

WILL
I need a dog: I need a confidant who can manage sincerity.

Will manages eye contact.

WILL (CONT’D)
Thank you for ridiculing my crisis into perspective.

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE – DAY

Early light twinkles on dew.  Polly peers out the back doorway to the walled garden, professionally clothed.  Innes’ head bobs above the wall, quizzical.

POLLY
The sludge monsters are all yours.

Innes hurries through gateway to Polly, mud-plastered.

INNES
When are ye back?

Innes clatters off his boots.

POLLY
I’ll hopefully finish by four, but I want to check on Will.

Polly smirks shyly, kisses Innes with passion, darts inside.  He smiles desperately, drops his head.

EXT. WILL’S HOUSE – DAY – ESTABLISHING

INT. WILL’S HOUSE STUDY – DAY

Chaos.  Will slumps against a disordered bookshelf, uncharacteristically scruffy, books strewn in his lap.  Innes’ device is innocuous on the table.  Polly leans back on a wall, plucking books in anguish.

WILL
I resented the compromises, the sacrifices.  I pushed her away.

POLLY
You’re catastrophising.  It’s not your fault and it’s not all bad!  You loved her.

Will flings his arm.

WILL
I did love her.  I still do.  But it’s nothing compared to how I love you.

Polly snaps, glares at Will, brandishing a book.

POLLY
But you married her!  Why?!

WILL
You left me.

POLLY
Come on, you didn’t do this out of spite for me going to America!

WILL
No.  You left me behind: the student who never grew up.  You went out into the world.

POLLY
Will…  Are you serious?

WILL
I’m always serious.  You’re the one who’s never serious.  You flirt but…

Polly slowly shakes her head, horrified.

POLLY
Do you know what… all I could think when I came back that summer, expecting everything to be exactly the same, and to hear from Lewis

Polly presses a loose fist to her solar plexus, fills up.  Will leans back, punched.

POLLY (CONT’D)
You were supposed to marry me!  You always said that!

Will drops his eyes.  Tears slide down Polly’s cheeks.  She drops the book, presses her other hand to her nose.  He tenses, fights inertia.  She gasps, flees.

EXT. RURAL TOWN STREET – DAY – CONTINUOUS ACTION

Polly stumbles toward the hill track, breaking apart.

20/10/2012

Choices

Filed under: What You Wish For-S — Teepwriter @ 09:15

EXT. UNIVERSITY GROUNDS – DAY – ESTABLISHING

INT. UNIVERSITY WILL’S OFFICE – DAY

Polly exaggerates creeping in.  At his desk, Will starts from reverie, strides to the door, abruptly closes it, looks away.  Her eyes follow him with consternation. 

POLLY
You summoned me?!

WILL
I require a sounding board.

POLLY
Oka–

WILL
(frenetic)
–Can’t discuss this with anyone else.  Unique, positive response to environmental radio-magnetic waves.  But when they’re cancelled, the clarity!  The lucid precision!  The…

Will faces another direction at random.

POLLY
What?

WILL
Some form of energy that you align your mental focus with?

Polly rearranges her face around an epiphany.

POLLY
What you wish for?

WILL
You recall when we measured your brain electrical activity: lower frequency, greater amplitude, fewer harmonics.  I spent years training mine to operate like yours.  How opportune and infuriating to have all the measuring kit around.  I have so much to learn… and all the time!  Ultimately it’s the chicks: what do you need to survive?

POLLY
Chicks?

WILL
Empirically parapsychological powers in their first few days.

POLLY
More to be understood.  What do you need to survive?

DISSOLVE TO:

Will sways, rooted to the floor, alone.

WILL
You.

EXT. UNIVERSITY GROUNDS – DAY

Dark grey clouds.  Polly scurries, hunched, alone.

POLLY (V.O.)
My overwhelming, irreducible thought that first time on the track?  To find a perfect man who wasn’t you.

Polly laughs maniacally, presses a finger to her eye.

EXT. BENACHAR BARN – DAY

Innes grabs the door frame, gazes toward town.  Storm clouds loom, trees sway.  The wind turbine is still.  He strides toward the house.

INT. UNIVERSITY WILL’S OFFICE – DAY

Dim, gloomy.  Will squints to read pages, leans toward the window.  He glances out, drops the paper, flees.

INT. WILL’S HOUSE STUDY – DAY

Dim, gloomy.  Will, drenched, frets over the small, intricate, metal and glass device on the table.

SFX: wind howls outside.

EXT. BENACHAR HILL TRACK – DAY

Overcast, squally.  Innes dawdles, rubbing his head, arms.  He spies the house, apprehensive.  In the b.g., Polly herds Jade and Finn to the front door.  Innes is captivated, spurs himself toward them.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE KITCHEN – 2018, WINTER, DAY

Immaculate, pan simmering.  Polly rests a bag on the floor, takes in the unexpected surroundings.  Innes strides in with a bundle of dirty clothes.  Jade and Finn follow with smaller bundles.

INNES
Hello!

Innes halts.  Jade and Finn march past.

JADE
We’re helping.

Polly watches, astonished.  Jade and Finn fall against the washing machine, wrestle their bundles into it.

INNES
Biddable weans!

Innes smirks at his words.

POLLY
Cooking too?

FINN
Carrots.

Jade skips away, dragging Finn.

INNES
They washed the carrots.

Polly raises her eyebrows.  Innes leans to her.

INNES (CONT’D)
Are ye pleased?

Polly beams, grabs Innes, draws him into a long kiss.  He flushes, rubs a hand through his hair.

Innes shuffles crockery.  Polly slides her arms around him, moves in, kisses him.  He trembles against her.  She pushes her hand into his trousers.  He flinches, regains balance.  She checks his expression.  He covers.

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE – SUMMER, EVENING – ESTABLISHING

Orange glow radiates warmth.  A toy lies abandoned.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE KITCHEN – EVENING

Polly scurries, tidying and cleaning.  She lifts pieces of paper adorned with children’s art, grins, perplexed.

WILL (O.S.)
Hello?

POLLY
Kitchen!

Polly grabs putty, presses the art to cupboard doors, glances to the hall doorway.  Will falters in.

POLLY (CONT’D)
Andrea said you took leave?!

Polly assesses Will with concern.  His faint light-heartedness dissolves.

WILL
I…  Wh…  Vanessa’s gone.

POLLY
Where?

WILL
I don’t know.  I mean she left me.  Can you believe that?

Polly moves toward Will.  He controls a surge of upset.

WILL (CONT’D)
Please just be normal.  I’m trying to… tell people.

Polly shakes her head in commiseration, snakes her arms to hold Will.  He trembles with tension against her.

DISSOLVE TO:

Alone at the table, Polly gazes at nothing.  Innes slides up beside her, caresses her face, nods upstairs.

INNES
All is quiet.  And ye?

POLLY
Will was here.  He apologised for not staying but he’s… quite upset.

Innes is jolted.  Polly is distressed.

POLLY (CONT’D)
Vanessa left him.  He’s in pieces.  I never imagined the depth of his feeling…

Innes reaches around Polly, reeling.

07/10/2012

Tipping Point

Filed under: What You Wish For-S — Teepwriter @ 15:30

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE WALLED GARDEN – EVENING

Innes lurks between raspberry canes, preoccupied.  Polly inches up to him, concerned.  He forces a smile.

POLLY
What is it?

INNES
Dumgar.

POLLY
So you said; quite a march.

INNES
It is no’ a hill now; it is a village!

POLLY
The hydropower construction community?

INNES
Hydro power, aye.

POLLY
I thought it might be a good idea to save commuting, erosion?

INNES
There should nae be buildings there!  There are terraced hooses and a school a’ on the moor between the peaks.  They ha’e hedges and paths and at the cliff edge there is even a carriage left!

POLLY
Someone’s taken a car up there?

INNES
It is no’ right at a’.

POLLY
It probably makes financial sense now but I wonder what happens when the project ends.

Innes shakes his head.

POLLY (CONT’D)
You’re right, what you’re doing here.

INNES
I will build hydro power on the burn!  There should nae be ‘hale hills and glens taken for this.

Innes strides away.  Polly lets him.

EXT. BENACHAR HOUSE – AUTUMN, DAY

Jade is grubby, petrified; her lip quivers.  Innes whirls over her in fury.  Polly peers out the back doorway.

INNES
Never do that again!  Do ye see the danger?  Do ye see?

Jade bolts past Polly into the house.  Innes drops his shoulders, rubs his face.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE KITCHEN – DAY

Polly rummages in a bag.  Innes exhales in the doorway.  She steps over, touches his arm.  He tenses.

INNES
She delights me and she frightens me.

POLLY
What was she doing?

INNES
She climbed the barn roof!

Polly closes her eyes, shakes her head.

POLLY
She’s seen you up there.

INNES
I ha’e to go up there!

Polly soothes Innes’ arm.

POLLY
I know.  We need to be more careful, talk things through with her.  She doesn’t stay watching like Finn.

Innes hangs his head, shaking.  Polly frets.

EXT. BENACHAR HILL – DAY

Innes fouters around the wind turbine mechanism, muttering.  Will approaches, puzzled.

WILL
Have you not perfected it yet?!

Innes abandons the turbine, bursts.

INNES
I am trapped here!  I can nae speak to any yin!  I can nae go anywhere for fear ae questions.  I can nae earn a living.  Soon Jade and Finn will be asking.  I dinnae belong here.  Now.

WILL
How much have you said to Polly?

INNES
No’ enough; maybe too much.

Will is at a loss.

INT. BENACHAR HOUSE POLLY’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

Innes glowers at the bed.  Polly sits up, concerned.

INNES
I love ye and I love them, but I am tired.  Tired of so much.  And I ken ye keep some fae me.

Polly despairs.

EXT. BENACHAR HILL – DAY

Innes leads Will through the wind turbine mechanism and controls.  Will pays full attention.

INNES
Ye are handier than Harry.  He must ha’e turned out a’right to build the cottage, but.

WILL
I know why you’re showing me: you’re calm; you’ve decided.

Innes lowers his head, just maintaining eye contact.

INNES
I ken why she looked in other places and times.  Please will ye look after her?

Will runs a hand through his hair, faintly shakes his head, bows.  Innes mirrors the bow, departs at pace.

INT. WILL’S HOUSE STUDY – NIGHT

Will perches on a comfortable chair, fingering an old, folded letter.  He unfolds the precise handwritten pages, opens the beginning, reads.

INNES (V.O.)
My dear Will.  Thank ye for a’ the things ye ha’e done and ha’e yet to dae.

Will glances to a photograph of Polly with Jade and Finn, clenches his eyebrows, compresses his lips.

INNES (V.O.) (CONT’D)
Ye were right aboot the machines.  Still I tried but I was a’ways treated as the devil.  Instead I ha’e spent my time on your project.

Will leans back, puzzled, reads on.

INNES (V.O.) (CONT’D)
Taking advantage ae my landlord’s hospitality, I ha’e constructed in oor loft–

Will drops the letter, flies out to the hall.

INT. WILL’S HOUSE HALL – NIGHT – CONTINUOUS ACTION

Will gallops up the stairs, yanks the loft hatch, clatters the ladder down, bounds up.

INT. WILL’S HOUSE LOFT – NIGHT – CONTINUOUS ACTION

Will thumps a light switch, snaps his head back and forth, searching as the bulb warms up.

Will’s eyes settle on the apex of the roof: a neat, concealing sheet of wood fixed horizontally.  He swings on to a roof strut, climbs, oblivious to wood splinters.

INT. WILL’S HOUSE STUDY – NIGHT

Will gapes at an intricate metal and glass device, resting on the table.  Papers and crockery are strewn on the floor.  He grabs Innes’ letter from the chair, reads.

INNES (V.O.)
I believe it works but ha’e only my ane experience.  I could find nae yin tae assist me.  Perhaps when the time is right ye will test this wi’ a colleague?

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