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"Better Left Unsaid"
Story and Screenplay by
Original Music by
Working Title by
Scenes 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19
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EXT. HIGHWAY HAMILTON - EARLY MORNING
Rides past Hamilton city sign.
Rides around slowly, takes in familiar sights, rides by the
Stokers' Furnace, slows down, looks it over, rides on.
Sees flyer on hydro pole, near Stokers', pulls up. A flyer
for Boston's show.
He rides on, enters parking lot, old familiar motel, parks
his bike, grabs stuff from the panniers, enters motel.
INT. STOKERS' BACK ROOM - NIGHT
Boston enters, carrying guitar case. Curtis follows, cell
camera in hand, shooting. Both on way to stage, house lights
are up, house music playing, young crowd, few more entering.
Boston whispers to Curtis.
BOSTON
(Angrily)
Stop with the friggin' camera! You're
really pissing me off!
Reluctantly, Curtis stops, puts cell in pocket.
CUT TO STAGE:
Curtis checks out mic and amp. Boston takes out guitar, tunes
it. Curtis sees Allie and Grace at table, drinking.
CURTIS
Look who's here.
Boston, looks around.
CURTIS (CONT'D)
Second table along the wall.
BOSTON
Cool!
Boston's excited. Curtis unimpressed.
CURTIS
Looks like it's your lucky night.
Curtis, jealous.
CURTIS (CONT'D)
(to Boston)
The mic's good. See ya' later.
Curtis heads to bar, Boston distracted by Allie.
BOSTON
Yeah. Later.
CUT TO BAR:
Curtis sits at end of bar, orders a beer.
P.O.V. Curtis: Watches Boston approach Allie's table, they
talk, Allie invites him to sit, he talks to Grace, Boston
appears nervous. Curtis is growing upset.
CUT TO TABLE:
BOSTON
(awkwardly)
I'm glad you came.
Allie smiles.
ALLIE
You owe me a song. I couldn't miss
that.
BOSTON
Yeah! Hope you like it!
GRACE
I'm sure we will.
Allie nods. Long silence.
ALLIE
So, do you play here regularly?
BOSTON
Whenever, mostly on a Friday. The
owner of the bar helps. Gives me the
run of place, after hours, to
practice.
ALLIE
So, singing here is all you do?
BOSTON
This, street performing, odd jobs
around the bar.
ALLIE
That's it?
BOSTON
(Defensively)
Yeah. Ed Sheeran was a street
performer. Check out You Tube. Look
at him now.
(Beat)
And you?
ALLIE
A Graphic Designer... I do ads for
people.
GRACE
She's too modest. She freelances for
some really big clients.
Boston, at a loss for words. Allie jumps in.
ALLIE
It's just a job, really.
(Beat)
So, when do you start?
Boston looks around, counts bodies.
BOSTON
Looks like soon.
(Beat)
Can I get you another drink?
Both shake their heads no.
ALLIE
Maybe later?
BOSTON
OK.
(Beat)
Well, I'd better get things moving.
(Nervously)
See you after the set?
Allie smiles, Boston exits to bar.
GRACE
So fuckable. If you don't want him,
I'll take him!
She smiles.
EXT. MOTEL HAMILTON - NIGHT
Charlie exits his Motel room, starts up his motorcycle and
drives off.
INT. STOKERS' BACK ROOM - NIGHT
The crowd has grown, Boston beside Curtis at bar.
BOSTON
So, I haven't screwed it up yet.
Curtis forced smile, jealous. Boston is oblivious.
The bar owner/bartender approaches. Jake, 65, 5'7" thin,
somewhat wirely, grey hair, grumpy looking and a man of few
words. He slides a beer to Boston.
BOSTON
Thanks Jake.
(To Jake)
Hey, going on in two.
Jake nods. Boston taps Curtis' beer bottle with his.
BOSTON (CONT'D)
Salut!
They drink. Boston heads for stage.
P.O.V. Curtis: He watches Boston flirt with Allie from stage.
The lights dim, house music fades, spot light on Boston,
begins to sing, TBD, written by Dan atStarLite
CLOSE UP on Allie: She's impressed.
Curtis finishes beer, exits upset.
CLOSE UP on Boston: Singing.
EXT. STOKERS' PARKING LOT - LATER
Charlie pulls in, shuts down bike, removes helmet, sits
motionless, hesitant. Suddenly off the bike, stows his stuff,
heads for Stokers' front door.
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