reads)Ah. Yes. We were talking about yourfather. |
SARAH I have nothing more to say. |
MAN You’re making this difficult. |
SARAH I’m making this difficult? |
MAN You do want to get better. Don’tyou? |
SARAH Of course I do. |
MAN Then you have to engage. Talk tome, Sarah. |
She turns away from him. |
MAN (CONT’D)Fine. Have it your way. |
He gets up and exits. The LIGHT blinds her. She opens hereyes and SEES ANOTHER MAN emerge from the light and sitacross from her. |
He stares at her. Stares right through her. It’s unnerving. |
SARAH I don’t know you. |
A long pause. He doesn’t blink. Looks into her very soul. |
MAN 2 You know that voice...the one in your head...the one you hear from time to time...the voice of reason... |
(waits for her response)I’m not that voice... |
He changes. Looks at her now. |
MAN 2 (CONT’D)The time for reason just up andleft... |
SARAH What do you want? |
MAN 2 I’m that other voice. The naggingimpulse to do something you knowyou shouldn’t do. The negative thatoutweighs the positive. The voicethat makes you do the things youwill always regret. |
She covers her eyes. |
SARAH This is not happening. |
And when she looks back up the first Man is there. Man 2 is gone. |
The Man opens his notepad again. Clicks his pen about to write. |
MAN You are in control. It’s all up to you. |
SARAH I can’t think straight. |
MAN Then don’t think. Feel. (beat)How did you get here?(beat)Tell me about your father. |
SARAH Why are you hurting me? |
MAN I’m helping you. |
SARAH Then why does it hurt so much. |
MAN Because you are getting better. |
She covers her eyes. |
MAN (CONT’D)You are hurting yourself. |
SARAH That’s not fair. |
MAN Life isn’t fair. |
She sits back. Folds her arms. Defensive. He closes the notepad. |
MAN (CONT’D) |
Believe it or not I’m here to help |
you. |
SARAH You really want to help me? |
MAN Of course. |
SARAH |
Why do you think you are helping |
me? |
MAN Well... |
SARAH |
...by asking about my father? By |
asking me questions I already know |
the answer to? |
MAN That’s the process. |
SARAH |
Well I don’t need your process. I |
know what’s wrong with me. People |
like you are what is wrong with me. |
People who think they can fix me. I |
don’t need fixing. My problems |
don’t come from some illness or |
troubled past. My problems come |
from a world that doesn’t care. A |
world without heart. You want me to |
feel? I can’t feel more. I already |
feel too much. Every spurned lover |
hurts me. Every hungry child makes |
my heart ache. I feel every pain in |
every person in this godforsaken |
world. |
The BRIGHT LIGHT blinds her revealing Man 2, standing next tothe Man. |
MAN |
Do you know the meaning of your |
name, Sarah? |
(MORE) |
MAN (CONT'D) It’s from the Hebrew bible. Her name was originally Sarai, which means quarrelsome, but Godcommanded that her name be changedto Sarah before the birth of her son. |
SARAH And what does Sarah mean? |
MAN Pure. Happy. |
The Man smiles for the first time. Sarah smiles back. |
MAN 2 I think our work is finished. |
The Man nods in agreement. They get up and walk away into THELIGHT. |
THE ECHOING SOUND of PLAYING CHILDREN FADES UP... |
INT. BEDROOM - MORNING |
Sarah at the window, opens her eyes. |
SARAH’S P.O.V. Through the window: A playground filled with happy children. |
She turns to the bureau and SEES the notepad and pen The Man was holding. She opens the notepad to a blank page and writes: |
Sarai. |
Sarah. |
She smiles. |
It’s going to be OK. |