YOUTH: Script

 YOUTH


                   Ext. suburban street, daytime


STEVE
Look am telling you mate am not going in there she’s lost it it mightn’t be safe.


MICK
For christs sake mick we have to do something this has been going on 3 days now.


STEVE
Exactly! leave it to the professionals! I’m sure we can get some kind of ghost hunt-


MICK
What are you on about, she’s not possessed.


STEVE
Well I dunno…..it’s not natural anyways.


MICK
God’s sake she’s clearly just had some kind of break down and this is how her minds responded, she’ll snap out of it if we try hard enough.


STEVE
Right, but if something goes wrong you’re responsible.


MICK
yeah fine, now come on.


Inter Hallway in a house


Steve
After you..(GESTURED(NOT SAID))


MICK ENTERS - TRYING  TO BE AS QUIET AS POSSIBLE
STEVE HESITANTLY FOLLOWS
HE PAUSES.
MICK rolls his eyes, hurry up.


Steve
Lets go lad this is weird.


MICK
Just cmere….
(STEVE RELUCTANTLY FOLLOWS)
 


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They open the door into the room-
Walking cautiously into room
MICK walks over to the woman in the middle of the room
Steve begins cautiously circling the woman                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            


                              MICK:
MARGARET!! HELLO! CAN YOU PLEASE ANSWER ME, I KNow you can see me         margaret.


                              Steve:
              haha very funny, now come on.

                               MICK:
              Jesus, Chill out dude. ….
              STEVE Begins poking her.


                               MICK:
(grabbing her shoulders and shaking) Margaret please stop this,


(Steve spots the ear piece)
Steve: What is that.


MICK:
What?
Steve:
That..thing in her ear


MICK:
That’s an earring STEVE.


Steve:
No there’s something in her ear hole.


MICK:
Let me see.
Steve points to the ear piece.


MICK:
What on earth


STEVE:
There’s a wire, there’s  a bloody wire connected to it.


MICK:
Why is that in her ear, Mick what is this.


Steve: Oh yeah cause I’m an expert on wires hanging from peoples ears!


MICK: Reckon we could take it out?


Steve: Oh aye sure that’s a good idea! Pulling a plug out of an old lady.


MICK:
SHIT.


MICK ACCIDENTALLY PULLS THE WIRE OUT.


The woman suddenly falls to the ground drops the cup


Steve: HolY Jesus
ALTERNATE: STEVE FREEZES OPEN MOUTHED...HE BEGINS TO NOD. “Well, see ya” (STEVE MOTIONS TO WALK AWAY)


MICK:
Steve wait!...Reckon she’s ok.


Steve:
Oh yeah dude she looks A-OK,  


MICK:
STEVE


Steve:
What


Dew:
No no no this can’t be happening


Steve:
What is it!


MICK:
Jesus I think we’ve killed her


Steve:
WHAT


MICK:
Well maybe not..she’s just not breathing.


Steve:
Oh my god we’ve killed her


MICK:
Margaret, Wakey wakey, time to get up....MARGARET!


MICK:
Hold on,Let me see that earpiece


Steve:
what why?


MICK:
Just give it to me.
(STEVE PICKS UP THE EAR PIECE)
STEVE: EW EW EW EW EW. (TOSSES IT TO MICK)


STEVE:
It’s just a bit of plastic, i don’t understand,


STEVE:
....Maybe it wasn't the ear piece


MICK:
No it has to be, what the hell is this thing is their something playing from it or something.
(Absent mindedly holds it up to his ear shoves it in) (takes on a blank stare.))


A message is heard/broadcast


Welcome, to...


Steve: Do you hear anything?


Steve: Helloo.


Steve: What are you doing


Steve: MICK.

Steve begins pacing around the room begins to realise small things wrong with the room,
Clocks etc, stop working, upside down.


Steve freezes in confusion, looks around.  Slowly walks backward out of the room and closes the door behind him.
He takes a few deep breaths, closes his eyes.

STEVE STILL FROZEN IN THE SAME SPOT FROM WHEN HE SAW THE CHILD SPEECHLESS.  
Finds the ear piece on the floor.


Steve looking around confused, cut to black.     

Memory Theft

Mind Control

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