WHAT WE SEE. Written by. Julia Savage

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WHAT WE SEE Written by Julia Savage May 25, 2016

EXT. - LAKE - NIGHT (19) stands in water up to the middle of her back, naked. Her palms, turned down, brush against the surface of the water. Cut to black. INT. - 'S HOUSE - NIGHT Anna stands with her back to a wall in a boisterous kitchen where everyone is wearing jeans and flannels. She sips from a red solo cup filled with some variation of Jungle Juice. Leila walks over. Come take a shot with me. Okay. Tequila? Of course. Anna watches as Leila pours two shots of tequila and hands her one. (CONT D) To midterms! The girls knock back the shots, wincing as the alcohol burns their throats. So where s Jack? Jack? He s at some sailing thing or something. Oh. Yeah thank god. He s been SO clingy lately. I mean, I know he wants me to break up with Brian, and I m going to, but it s not like I m just going to start dating him. You re not?

2. I m not spending my last year of college in a relationship, Anna. I thought you wanted to be with Jack though? Be with him? No. I just want something casual. (CONT D) (Pause) Shit! Anna and Leila look across the kitchen to see Jack standing in the doorway. He s in a blazer, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A group of guys in the corner see him and start talking heatedly amongst themselves. (CONT D) I have to go deal with this. Anna watches as Leila makes her way through the kitchen to Jack, standing in the doorway. Whispering angrily, she pushes him back into the hallway. CUT TO: INT. - S HOUSE - NIGHT Anna, holding two solo cups, walks up to Jack, who is sitting at the bottom of the front hall stairs. Someone s in trouble... Wha- Oh. Hey Anna. So why did you come, anyway? You know why I came. She doesn t want you here, though. I guess. I still wanted to see her.

3. You look like you need this. Anna hands Jack one of the solo cups, filled with jungle juice. Cheers. (CONT D) CUT TO: INT. - S HOUSE - NIGHT There are only a few people left in the house from the party. Leila stands at the bottom of the stairs going up to the bedrooms. I m going to bed. What about Jack? What about him? You re just going to leave him down here by himself? No, you re here. Leila turns to go upstairs and while Anna tries to figure out what she meant. INT. - S HOUSE - NIGHT Jack and Anna stand on opposite sides of the kitchen talking. There is no one else in the house. Both are drunk, yet still sipping on Jungle Juice. So what s been going on with you lately? Nothing, just lots of work and stuff, you know.

4. Jack. You ve been following Leila around like a puppy dog. Sooner or later Brian s going to find out and, well, you know how he gets. There s just been some stuff going on. Like what? I can t talk about it. Come on, Jack. What s so bad that you need Leila to come sleep in your room every night. Is there anything she doesn t tell you? Not really! Great. If you must know, one of my friends tried to kill himself last Saturday. He s in your class, actually. Leo Casali? Anna looks stricken, begins to lean on the door frame for support. Jack doesn t notice and continues talking. (CONT D) It was bad, we had to bring him to the hospital and call his parents, he took like, an entire bottle of sleeping pills- Hey, are you okay? I have to go. Wait. Anna turns to find her coat. She shrugs it on as Jack watches. She looks at him. Sorry.

5. Let me at least walk you back. EXT. - OUTSIDE OF S DORM - NIGHT Anna and Jack pause at the bottom of the stairs leading up to her dorm. Well, good night, I guess. Anna leans forward to hug Jack. They hold the hug for an inordinately long time. Do you want me to stay? Anna nods into Jack s shoulder. INT. - S ROOM - NIGHT Anna opens the door and flips on the light. Jack enters behind her. The room is a medium sized single dorm room, with posters of bands, an American flag, a school pennant, and photos covering the wall. There is a single bed, a desk, a dresser, and a small chest in the corner. Nice place. Anna crosses the room, removing her shoes, and sits crosslegged on the bed. Jack slips off his shoes as well and moves to sit on a chest opposite her. (CONT D) Do you want to talk about it? Talk about what? Whatever it is that is clearly bothering you. It s... It s kind of a lot. I don t want to freak you out.

6. Anna, hey. Look at me. You can tell me anything. Who knows, maybe I ll even be able to help. I fall apart sometimes, okay? Okay. Like tonight, before I went to Leila s, I was having a hard time. I went anyway, though, and everything seemed okay. But then... I started talking about Leo. Yeah. And I just... it s just too much for me to think about. (Pause) I m sorry. For what? This. It s 2:00 AM and I m just dumping all of this on you. This is bad, so, so bad. Jack unzips his coat and settles onto the seat. It s fine, I haven t been sleeping lately anyway. I m sorry. It s just that none of this feels real. Like it s all in my head. It is all in your head. You know what I mean. Does Leila know?

7. That I have a mood disorder, yeah. Mood disorder? So like, bipolar or what? Bipolar. Bipolar II. Fuck, I hate saying that. Damn. What? That just sucks. Tell me about it. Well, hey. I ll be your distraction. I can stay as long as you want. INT. - ACADEMIC BUILDING STAIRWAY - DAY Anna sits on the bottom of a secluded stairway, talking to Leila. I just want you to be careful. I know, I know. No, seriously. He s pretty deceptive, Anna. So you ve said. After the stunt he pulled last night, showing up when I specifically asked him not to. I m pretty done.

8. Wait, what? I m over it, he s pissing me off. So... That s it? That s it. Do you care if I... If you what? Go for him? Yeah. I mean, I wouldn t. He s a pain in the ass. But if you want to, I guess you can find out for yourself. INT. - STUDY ROOM - NIGHT Anna walks into the a study room to find Leila and Jack lying on the floor together, looking at the ceiling. Jack has his arm around Leila s shoulder. Silent. Leila jumps up from the ground and moves towards Anna, reaching her arm out for her. Anna turns, hair whipping, and runs out of the room. CUT TO: INT. - ACADEMIC BUILDING STAIRWAY - NIGHT Anna runs down the stairs, shoes slapping against the metal and linoleum. She reaches the bottom and pushes her way out the door into the darkness. EXT. - COLLEGE QUAD - NIGHT Anna walks quickly along a path. Her eyes stare straight ahead, as if fixed on a single point in the distance. CUT TO:

9. EXT. - S DORM - NIGHT Anna scans her ID and wrenches open the door to her dorm. CUT TO: INT. - S ROOM - NIGHT Anna slams down three shot glasses and pours cheap vodka in them. She takes the shots in three quick motions, no hesitation. She wheels from her desk and goes to her dresser, opening drawer after drawer and searching through them frantically. Anna s phone lights up and she pauses to look at it. Text for Leila - It wasn t what you think, it was nothing, I promise. Anna throws her phone across the room and returns to her desk, pouring herself another shot and taking it. Returning to her dresser, she continues searching until she finds a red Swiss Army Knife. She plays with it in her hand, and slides the ground. She continues to look at it before slowly flipping open the knife.