Loss - Wednesday Collab

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Just an idea for one of the stories.

INT. MARY’S APARTMENT – MORNING

MARY, a mother of two, is trying to get her kids, PETER, the youngest, and JOHN, the oldest, ready for school.

There’s a PHOTO of a MAN with the kids but no man around the house.

MARY

(tying Peter’s shoes)

Are you trying to make us late?

JOHN

I told him.

PETER

Shut up!

MARY

That’s enough.

She then hands them their bags and sends them out the door.

MARY (CONT’D)

You’re going to have to run if you want

to catch the bus. But be careful, please.

Do you hear me?

PETER/JOHN

Yeah, bye.

The boys run out the door.

Mary catches her breath and, as she passes by the CALENDAR on the hallway, she looks at the day marked in red.

It’s a Wednesday.

She grabs her purse and leaves the house.

INT. BANK/ WAITING ROOM – LATER

Mary is sitting on a chair with a bunch of papers on her lap. Her legs are shaking and she’s biting her lip.

A BANKER in a suit gestures her to come inside.

INT. OFFICE – CONTINUOUS

The Banker barely looks at Mary.

BANKER

Please, take a seat.

MARY

Thank you.

BANKER

So, here we are. It’s a real shame

that nothing could be done.

Mary clenches her hands together.

BANKER (CONT’D)

(smiling)

On days like this, I always feel tempted

to call in sick.

Mary looks away.

MARY

Can you please just tell me where I have

to sign.

The banker clears his throat and starts moving around some papers.

BANKER

(awkwardly)

Yes… Yes, of course.

Mary sits up on her chair and takes a deep breath.

BANKER (CONT’D)

What day is it today?

MARY

The fifth.

BANKER

Yes, but what day of the week?

MARY

Wednesday.

BANKER

(laughing)

No wander I couldn’t remember.

Nothing important ever happens on a Wednesday.

MARY

(emotionally)

I’m losing my house on a Wednesday.

The banker quickly drops his smile and looks at Mary.

BANKER

I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…

MARY

Just tell me where to sign.

BANKER

Right away.

He hands Mary the papers and a pen. Her hand is shacking but she grabs the pen and signs the documents quickly

and decisively.

MARY

Will that be all?

She stands up and, without waiting for the bankers reply, she leaves his office.

EXT. PARKING LOT – MOMENTS LATER

Mary is sitting on the sidewalk staring at a garbage can when her phone rings.

She picks it up.

MARY

(into phone)

Hey, mom. Yes, it was today.

(beat)

I know. You’ve told me a million times.

I married a broke dreamer.

(beat)

But the thing is, I loved that broke dreamer

and he loved me. And the fourteen years I had

with Mike were the best of my life…

(taking her hand to her head)

(beat)

I don’t know. I thought maybe we could

stay with you and dad for a while…

(beat)

Just a couple a weeks, then.

(beat)

(upset)

Where am I supposed to take them? You

know Mike’s parents are dead! There’s no

one else!

(beat)

Okay, it was nice talking to you, mom.

As always.

Mary turns off her phone and stands up wiping the tears from her face.

INT. CAR – NIGHT

Mary is passing around the mouthwash as she lays back the backseat to make room for the sleeping bags.

MARY

I’m going to smell your breaths afterwards.

They better make my eyes burn from the menthol.

PETER

Where do we spit?

MARY

Just crack open a window.

JOHN

It’s too cold!

MARY

You better be quick, then.

Mary catches Peter smiling.

MARY (CONT’D)

What?

PETER

Dad used to say that when I told him

I couldn’t get into bed before he switched

off the light.

MARY

I remember.

PETER

I’ve been thinking about him a lot.

He would love to be here with us.

Because it’s like camping and he loved camping.

MARY

(holding back tears)

Yes, he did.

John is trying to hide a smile.

Mary holds both her boys and smiles for the first time that day.

Created: Mar 05, 2014

Tags: script, wednesday, collab, loss, house, kids, bank

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