II-I. THE BOUNTY
SOUNDSCAPE: THE UNCOMFORTABLE ATMOSPHERE OF A COZY 1950S HOME OCCUPIED BY A YOUNG WOMAN (NATALIE) AND THE OLDER BROTHER (CLARENCE) WHO MURDERED HER BOYFRIEND IN COLD BLOOD.
SFX: NATALIE CLEANS DISHES IN THE KITCHEN.
CLARENCE: (off) (calm, but dominate) Natalie.
SFX: NATALIE FREEZES. SHE’S TRAPPED IN A ROOM WITH A BEAR.
SFX: CLARENCE ENTERS.
CLARENCE: Is my lunch ready?
NATALIE: It’s on the table.
SFX: CLARENCE INSPECTS THE BAG.
CLARENCE: (warm. ish.) Are these Ma’s persimmon cookies?
NATALIE: Yes.
BEAT.
CLARENCE: You know, I promised her I’d look after you best I could. And I ain’t gonna let any harm come to you. Even when you bring it upon yourself.
NATALIE: Okay.
A BEAT. THEN…
SFX: CLARENCE CLOSES, CRUMPLES BAG.
CLARENCE: I’m all you’ve got left now…
SFX: CLARENCE APPROACHES NATALIE FROM BEHIND, UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE.
You understand that, don’t you?
NATALIE: Yes, Clarence.
AN UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE.
SFX: HONK-HONK! THE CRUISER’S HORN, CURBSIDE.
CLARENCE: That’s Jimmy. I gotta go. I’ll be home late.
SFX: CLARENCE GRABS HIS KEYS, LEAVES, AND THEN…
SFX: SLAMS DOOR BEHIND HIM.
SFX: NATALIE FLINCHES, GASPS AT THE SOUND. SHE CAN BREATH AGAIN, FEEL AGAIN. AND THE TEARS WON’T STOP COMING.
FADE.
To be continued…