THE BUILDING - SIXTH FLOOR HALLWAY - DAY
Geoff gives the door a look before leaving. But at
the stairs, something makes him slow. Halt. Turn.
And lean against the wall, looking down the hall at
apartment #66. We hear a slight CHUCKLE as one...
two... three LOCKS turn. Geoff lights up.
The door opens. A HEAD peeks out. A female head,
hair wrapped in a towel. Early 20s, short, pretty.
And surprised to see Geoff.
GEOFF
Hi.
He moves off the wall and raises his hands to show
his non-threatening intentions.
GEOFF
Can I talk to you?
The woman surveys Geoff and the hallway so fast it's
barely noticeable. She makes a quick decision. Nods.
Geoff stops at the door and notices the bathrobe she
wears. He straightens up and stands tall for this
short jewel. He's about to speak but -- he seems
unsure about something...
Meanwhile, in the splittest of seconds, she looks him
up and down. He smiles as he extends his hand. She
gives him one of hers, but with a start, jerks it back.
GEOFF
Sorry. It's cold. Outside.
He waits for her to speak. She doesn't.
GEOFF
Can I call you Lena?
LENA
... Yes.
GEOFF
I'm sorry. I see I got you
out of the shower.
She says nothing. Okay...
GEOFF
Like I said, my name is
Geoff. Wyman. I left you
a couple of messages? Did
you get them?
She makes a gesture that could be a "Yes" or "No".
GEOFF
They were about a friend of
yours. Annie Danilov.
Lena just stares at him.
GEOFF
Do you know where she is?
Or how I could reach her?
She makes no movement, no sound. Geoff smells
something inside and looks beyond her, catching just
a slice of the apartment. He opens his mouth to
speak but --
Lena pulls the door open and steps aside...
************
GEOFF'S APARTMENT - DAY
Geoff SLAMS down the phone.
GEOFF
Stupid phone company!
He'd love to toss the phone out the window, but
checks himself and puts it down. We see there are
"0" messages.
THE PHONE/ANSWERING MACHINE
now blinks with "6" messages.
WIDER - NIGHT
The apartment is dark. A SCRAPING sound. A LOCK
turns. The door opens. Geoff enters, drunk and in
uniform. He wobbles. And drops out of sight.
GEOFF'S FACE - TIGHT PROFILE - MORNING
Asleep. Bathed in bright light. An ALARM on his
cell phone goes off. He blinks awake. But
something's wrong.
WIDER
His face, along with a little drool, lies on top of
the mess on the floor. He's cooked. Wild hair,
bleary eyes. He turns off the ALARM and rolls up.
He looks around. The joint's a disaster. It's
gotten so a path has been worn through all the stuff
on the floor. Even his bike is a mess. Its
handlebars are now clothing hangers.
GEOFF
Crap...
On his way to the bathroom, he sees the answering
machine. He hits play and shuffles away. We hear
the TINKLE of pee.
RUPERT'S VOICE
I.
End of message. Next message.
RUPERT'S VOICE
Know.
Next.
RUPERT'S VOICE
Where.
Next.
RUPERT'S VOICE
You.
Next.
RUPERT'S VOICE
Live.
The PEEING halts. Next message.
RUPERT'S VOICE
Geoffrey.
Geoff slowly exits the bathroom. And just stands
there. Immobile. Staring at the phone...
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