INT. BEDROOM - DAY
MAX, a well groomed middle aged civil engineer. Meticulous down to the very last detail. A self confessed workaholic and caving enthusiast, sits at the end of a neatly made bed. Disconnected.
The shower is on in the background. The bedroom appears empty. The only thing that remains is a bed and a cupboard.
Max notices a spider web in the corner of his room. He watches intently as a spider consumes it’s pray. Patient, Max coaxes the spider onto his hand. He continues to observe it for a few moments before squashing it between his index finger and thumb.
Max carefully wanders into the bathroom. He wipes his fingers clean with some toilet paper and then showers. Drying himself, Max walks back into the bedroom and begins to get dressed. His suit hangs off him. He has obviously lost weight.
He walks downstairs, past what used to be happy memories. The paint has faded. The shape of several frames can just about be made out.
As Max walks past the phone he pushes the outgoing message button. A woman’s voice can be heard. Max sits quietly and listens to the recording repeatedly.
Max puts some litter in a black bag before tying it and taking it with him as he leaves the house.
DAVE, an overbearing know it all.
DAVE: Horrible weather. They say it’s only going to get worse as the week goes on.
MAX: I like the rain.
Max locks the front door and takes the black bag into the bin compound. He puts the black bag of rubbish into one of the empty bins. Dave drives by and waves.
EXT. STREET - DAY
Max is stationery at a set of traffic lights. The lights turn amber then green. Max is transfixed. A horn beeps followed by another and another until Max slowly pulls off.
Max pulls up to what appears to be a business park. He sits in his car for a few seconds watching as his work colleagues hurry by before deciding to drive off. Max’s phone intermittently flashes and vibrates. He ignores it.
EXT. NURSING HOME - DAY
Max sits beside an elderly woman.
OLD WOMAN: How is my sweet Annabelle doing?
MAX: She’s gone.
OLD WOMAN: She’ll come back my dear.
MAX: No mum, she won’t. Not this time.
Max kisses his mum on the head.
MAX (CONT’D): I’ll see you mum.
Max sits in his car for a while before pulling off.
INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
Max is asleep on the sofa. The TV is on. He slowly wakes up. Peeling himself off the sofa he walks downstairs and into the kitchen. The kitchen is littered with dirty plates and rubbish.
Max begins to wash up. A fly buzzes around his head. He attempts to swat it but misses. Max snatches at his wallet and keys and leaves the house. He wanders through the streets aimlessly in somewhat of a daze.
INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
Max sits at the end of his neatly made bed. Max picks himself up and wonders into the bathroom. He showers. Drying himself, he walks back into the bedroom and gets dressed. Max walks downstairs and into the kitchen. He makes himself some breakfast.
INT. OFFICE - MORNING
Max stares blankly at his computer.
TIM: What happened to you yesterday?
TIM: Yeah, well Brian wants to see you in his office.
Max walks to Brian’s office. He knocks on the door.
BRIAN: Come in Max. Close the door would you.
Max closes the door and sits down.
BRIAN (CONT’D): What happened to you yesterday?
BRIAN: Is there something troubling you?
MAX: I’m all right.
BRIAN: I’ll assume whatever is going on is not work related unless you tell me the contrary... I suggest you take a few days off and get your head sorted and Max, get some much needed rest - you look bloody exhausted.
Max leaves. He gets into his car and drives to the shops. He enters a multi-storey car park which is full. He drives around and around until a man signals that he is leaving. He follows the gentleman. Max puts his indicator on and waits patiently. As the man pulls off a car speeds into the space before Max has the chance to.
Max grips the steering wheel tightly, twisting his hands. The whites of his knuckles show. The man jumps out of his car and smiles smugly at Max.
Max continues to drive around until he finds another space. Max parks his car and walks to the shops. The store is strangely busy, given the time of day. Max picks up a few items and places them in his basket. People begin to bump into Max in their haste. Max stands impatiently in the queue getting more and more frustrated with each passing moment.
EXT. HOUSE - DAY
Max pulls up in his car. Dave, his neighbour, is hovering around as if he has been waiting for Max.
DAVE: Afternoon Max. We’re having a bit of a get together tonight.
Max opens the back passenger door to grab his shopping and walks towards his house, with Dave in tow.
DAVE (CONT’D): Thought you may like to come.
MAX: I can’t.
Max walks into his house and closes the door. Max opens the shopping bag and pulls out a fly sticker. He peels the back off it and places it carefully on the kitchen window.
Max tidies up the kitchen and puts some rubbish in a black bag. He takes the rubbish out to the bin compound.
Max can hear the music from next door already. Max stands and looks up at Dave who is peering through one of his windows. He then makes himself some food and sits infront of the TV.
Max walks upstairs and gets ready for bed. He lies in bed listening to the loud music. When it finally stops the dog begins to bark.
Max gets up. He goes into his cupboard and pulls out a pair of black joggers and jumper. He puts on some black trainers and leaves the house. Max begins to slowly jog around the neighbourhood.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
Dave wakes up. He slowly but surely gets out of bed and trudges downstairs. He walks into the kitchen. Dave turns on the light. He begins to run the tap and waits for the water to run cold before pouring himself a glass of water.
He gets the sense that someone is watching him. He pauses for a moment before looking out of the window. Its pitch black. He cannot see anything. Dave presses his face against the window. Hold for a few moments.
Max is stood in the centre of his garden looking right back at him. Dave’s wife grabs him by the shoulder.
DAVE: JESUS CHRIST WOMAN! What the bloody hell are you doing?
SARAH: I wondered what was taking you so long.
INT. KITCHEN - MORNING
Max finishes eating his breakfast and grabs the black bags in the kitchen. As he pulls the bag towards him, it leaves some sort of red trail behind it.
As Max leaves the house, Dave is waiting.
DAVE: Morning Max.
MAX: Dave. How was the get together?
DAVE: Leaking. Your bag, it’s leaking.
Max rushes to put the bag in the bin compound. He puts the others in the boot of his car. Dave approaches Max.
DAVE (CONT’D): You haven’t seen Millie have you?
DAVE: My dog.
MAX: Should I?
DAVE: She’s missing.
MAX: Dogs have a strong sense of smell. I’m sure she’ll find her way home, eventually.
Max gets in his car and drives off. David watches intently as he does. Dave goes into the bin compound and opens the black bag that Max just put in the bin. Nothing. A leaking can of tinned tomatoes.
EXT. TIP - DAY
Max dumps the rest of the rubbish bags from his boot in a skip and drives off.
EXT. HOUSE - DAY
Max pulls onto his drive. Dave is on his doorstep talking to what looks like two plain clothes police officers. Dave points directly at Max. Max continues to go about his business.
The police officers approach Max.
POLICE OFFICER: Max Esposito
MAX: I don’t know where Millie is before you ask me?
POLICE OFFICER: Who's Millie?
MAX: You know, his damn dog.
Max points at Dave. Max unlocks his front door and walks into his house. He turns to face the police.
POLICE OFFICER: We’re not here about the dog.
POLICE OFFICER 2: Can we come in?
MAX: By all means. Let me just move a few things out of the way.
The police enter the house.
INT. HOUSE - DAY
Max is led away in handcuffs. The fly sticker/paper is covered in flies.
EXT - GARDEN - DAY
A plain clothes police officer leads a dog away from Max’s shed. The dog’s mouth is dripping with blood and she seems to be eating some kind of meat. The shed floor is stained with congealed blood.
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
The bed is not made.
FADE TO BLACK.
Created: Apr 12, 2012Just Leigh Document Media