2 more years ´till the world ends.


Past Our Dancing DaysA kitchen. MAN and WOMAN stand centre stage, in front of a counter with drawers. They are arguing as lights fade on.Past Our Dancing Days
WOMAN. Look. Its called a double suicide pact for a reason. I kill myself, and then you kill yourself. MAN. Why are we doing this again? Do I have to kill myself? WOMAN. Yes. MAN. I dont like the smell of blood. WOMAN. So what? MAN. I dont like iron either. Probably because iron smells like blood. WOMAN. Shut up. MAN. Dont tell me to shut up. WOMAN.


Samantha - ScriptSAMANTHASamantha - Script
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INT. HOUSEHOLD LIVING ROOM DAY
SAMANTHA sits in a large recliner facing a television and holds a remote control. She is a thin, pre-teen girl, completely bald and appears weary. MOTHER stands near the door outside, which faces the back of the recliner. Mother is holding her car keys and some other items/paperwork, preparing to leave.
MOTHER Come on, honey, we need to get going. You know the doctors dont like us being late.
Samantha gives a wry grin, pressing pause on th
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