This is part of a screenplay I wrote in one of my creative writing classes. It started out as a short story. The screenplay class taught me about details and how important it is to put a picture into the readers head. I hope I was able to accomplish this. It is not a finished piece of work however, now I will be able to spend more time on it.
INT. INSIDE A MOVING VEHICLE, DODGE RAM – AFTERNOON
Somewhere in Montana in a small suburban setting, its Fall, trees turning colors as they
encompass the street
A few white clouds in the sky
Radio is very loud a Country music song by Tim McGraw, Everywhere is playing
TRENT is singing to the song. He brushes a tear from his cheek. Squinting, he puts on his sunglasses hanging off the visor of the car. Making a right turn onto a tree lined street and pulls into a driveway of a large Log house.
….”Every highway just beyond the high-beams
Right beside me in all of my sweet dreams
No matter where you choose to be
In my heart I’ll always see you …”
Trent turns off the radio, grabs his briefcase, opens the door and gets out. As he walks up the driveway, he turns slightly. Presses the button on the key fob. A LOUD chirp. He puts his key in to the doorknob and walks inside.
INT. FOYER OF A LOG HOUSE
Silence, no reply from any one.
Trent throws his keys on the half table in the foyer and heads to the kitchen.
INT. LARGE KITCHEN AREA WITH SUBZERO REFRIGERATOR, GRANITE COUNTERTOPS, CHERRYWOOD CABINETS, PLANTS ALL AROUND.
Opening the refrigerator, he pulls out a beer, twisting the cap off. Putting the cap between his forefinger and thumb he aims for the trash can in the corner of the room. PING… and misses.
Taking off his jacket and shoes, he rushes up the stairs pausing at a group of family pictures at the top of the staircase. He picks one up. It’s a picture of himself and his wife on their wedding day.
God, I miss you so much
Trent continues to speak as if she is in the room with him. He puts the photo down and walks into his bedroom.
INT. MASTER BEDROOM WITH MASSIVE KING SIZE BED, LARGE WALKIN CLOSET LOTS OF WINDOWS AND GREEN PLANTS AND POTTED TREES
TRENT (looking up in the air)
I have to force myself to go up to the cabin, KATE.
I can’t put it off any longer. It’s going on two years. I
Just have to suck it up and go. I know we talked about this
Before you left. I didn’t keep my promise. I mean how could I?
Baby, we did everything together. Its been tough on me.
Walking over to his desk, Trent picks up his iPhone and pulls up the weather. He reads the screen. Chance of possible snow; full moon.
Now we’re talking! Thanks Kate, for putting in a good
Word for me with the big guy. First time up to the cabin
In two years, and I just may get me a bobcat.
Rubbing his hands together as he walks over to the staircase, he jogs down the stairs and heads to the garage to begin packing for his trip.
INT. DODGE RAM TRUCK, SUITCASES IN THE BACK REAR SEATS, RIFLE IN THE BACKWINDOW, BLUE COOLER ON THE FRONT SEAT. TRENT IS DRIVING AND LISTENING TO SOFT MUSIC.
MILE MARKER 22, GRAVEL DIRT ROAD, DODGE RAM SLOWS DOWN, THEN STOPS. OVERGROWN WEEDS AND ERODED PATHWAY. TURNING ONTO THE ERODED PATHWAY.
Trent puts his truck in 4 wheel drive mode. Slowly he drives the truck up the pathway for a few miles until he comes to a clearing where ahead of him sits a long cabin with a wraparound porch and swing for two.
I forgot how pretty it was up here.
Trent glances over to the passenger side seat, shaking his head.
FADE IN: THREE YEARS BEFORE: Late Afternoon
TRENT and KATE, a young woman with long light brown hair, wearing white capris jeans and a denim, no sleeve shirt/vest, slip on canvas shoes, white teeth, red lipstick, smiling, camera strap around her neck, driving up the same pathway. No weeds and the road isn’t eroded. Conversation sounds like it’s in a tin can (inaudible) and then becomes audible.
KATE (taking in a deep breath)
I can’t believe this is really ours. Can you?
TRENT shakes his head, SMILING.
Oh, come on honey, I can’t wait to get inside!
KATE jumps out of the truck and starts running towards the cabin. She runs up the three stairs and puts the keys in the keyhole. She opens the door of the cabin and squeals as she looks inside.
Oh, it’s just like I remembered it. Trent hurry up. I want to unpack
And walk the property.
TRENT struggling with the luggage up the stairs sets the suitcases in the living room just inside the door.
TRENT (breathing heavily, taking Kate’s hand)
Just leave them, we can unpack later, lets walk around
Before it gets too dark.
Walking along the wrap around deck hand in hand – DUSK
KATE (pointing to a section of the deck that overlooks the lake)
This would be the perfect spot for a hanging swing for two. What
Do you think?
PRESENT DAY –
TRENT drives up to the cabin, opens the back door of the truck and grabs the suitcases. He opens the cabin door and immediately realizes something isn’t right.
INT. SMALL MOUNTAIN CABIN, TASTEFULLY FURNISHED IN ANTIQUES,
TRENT (walking into the living room of the cabin, sniffing the air)
Hello? Is someone here? Kate? Is that you?
As TRENT looks around the silent cabin, he runs his fingers along the furniture. He picks up a potpourri bowl and takes a long sniff. Putting the bowl down, TRENT shakes his head, picks up the suitcases and heads into the bedroom.
FADE IN: Three years before
KATE (emptying a bag of lavender into a bowl)
Oh, come on honey, I love this smell, it will make the cabin seem more welcoming.
Come here, take a whiff, please? See?
Showing the back of the bag to TRENT
It even says so on the package. Plus, when I’m not here with you, it will remind
You of me.
KATE walks over to TRENT and gives him a hug then kisses him on the lips.
TRENT (kissing her back and smiling)
Ok, I’m convinced. Have at it, this is your cabin too.
EXT. SITTING ON THE DECK ON THE OUTDOOR SWING – SUNSET
TRENT has a glass of scotch on ice in his hand as he is looking out towards the lake and the forest which surrounds the lake on three sides. As he is looking out over the lake, he sees out of the corner of his eyes, a woman standing at the edge of the tree line. She’s wearing a bright yellow sun dress and her hair is flowing around her face with the breeze.
TRENT (standing up and walking to the edge of the deck)
What the hell?
TRENT raises his hand in a waving gesture but the woman figure turns and walks into the forest.