My first screenplay: Cleo (draft)

INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - EVENING

Although we’re in an abandoned townhouse in central London, it sounds like space. The only sound comes from GUY’s trembling, sweaty breathing in a dark corner.

FLASHBACK TO:

INT. HOUSE PARTY - DAY

PARTY GUEST

Did you two come here together?

GUY’s eyes look over at CLEO, who we don’t see, smiles and replies while holding her gaze.

GUY

Yea, yea we did.

BACK TO PRESENT: INT. CLEO'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - CORRIDOR

GUY is running down the Corridor, he’s going too fast to scream. CAMERA TRACKS back with him.

FLASHBACK TO:

EXT. HOUSE PARTY - ROOFTOP - SUNSET

CLEO (O.S.)

Always?

GUY

Always.

BACK TO PRESENT: INT. CLEO'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - ELEVATOR

GUY is on the floor with hands tugging at the elevator door as he hears heels marching, with a whispering cry through tears.

GUY What..wha..fuck..fuck!

INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - BEDROOM - EVENING CLEO is staring at herself through her wrestling mask. As we get closer, we notice her eyes are wide. The only light comes from the theatre mirror at the end of the bedroom. The only sound her slow, calm breathing. She’s ready.

CUT TO: INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - CORRIDOR CLEO is charging out of the Bedroom. She’s wearing knee high heels & a fishing jacket filled with weapons. CAMERA TRACKS BACK with her. She passes the Corridor walls, covered in research papers around “The Genetic Makeup of Fuck-Boys”. There’s pictures of men with red circles around them. One of the papers reads “Solution - Exterminate.”