Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Treatment For Our Final Product

ACT ONE

Two little children of around four years are sitting in a wood. It’s dusk and winter. There are cut up doll’s bodies scattered around them and they’re singing the nursery rhyme “Twinkle, twinkle little star”. One child is dressed in a Victorian style white outfit with a pale ace. The other is dressed in modern clothing.

The mother of the modernly dressed girl is frantically searching the woods. A torch is in her hand and her face is filled with panic. She shouts, “Bella!!” in a shrill voice. She sees the back of a girl sitting and singing with cut up dolls all around her. Upon getting closer she realizes it’s her daughter and picks her up quickly. “What are you doing out here” the mother says accusingly. “I’m playing,” replies the daughter. The mother looks at her strangely then walks out of the woods.

The Victorian child is sat alone in the woods. They stare evily at the camera. The child walks in the direction of the mother and exits the woods. Her walk is a somewhat eerie float.


ACT TWO

1. A blonde man in his mid-thirties who is a detective steps out of a removal van and looks at a large countryside house. The detective, his wife and son have just moved to the village of ‘Abinger Hammer’. The detective puts his arm around his wife and glances at his son. The three of them enter the house.

2. The mother and Bella are walking through the supermarket. The mother reaches for some food on the top shelf, when she puts it in her trolley and looks around Bella is gone. The mother runs her hands roughly through her blonde hair and utters a profanity under her breath. She runs outside the supermarket to see Bella standing dangerously and staring blankly in the middle of the road. The mother runs into the road and picks Bella up. Bella struggles. She fights and kicks. “Why wont you let me go? Why wont you let me play?” Bella shouts.

3. The mother is sleeping restlessly. There is a sound of footsteps and she rolls over. Suddenly she is awake and screaming in pain. She pulls down her duvet and looks at her legs. They’re covered in deep scratches. Bella walks into the room and smiles. The mother ushers her into her bed and holds her tightly.


ACT THREE
1. The mother is screaming at the detective. “You can’t see it,” she says. “You wont find it.” She shouts. The detective takes her hand but she pushes it away with a look of insanity. “No one believes me, but I know they’re there and I know they took her. It took Bella.” The detective puts the mother in a car.

2. The detective is driving away from the hospital where he dropped the mother off at. He puzzles over his decision to enroll her in a mental hospital and questions what to do about her missing daughter. The obviously self-inflicted wounds all over her body makes him shiver and suggests the mother harmed her own daughter. His phone rings interrupting his train of though. His wife tells him in a shrill voice that their son is missing.

3. The detective is driving frantically searching for his son. Suddenly he sees the reflection of an abnormally pale face in his rearview mirror. He swerves, almost hitting a car; he stops the car and gets out. His hands are shaking. He looks into the woods and sees the back of a boy walking in the distance. He runs quickly after him, but cannot see anyone in the trees. He hears singing of ‘Twinkle, twinkle little star’ all around him. He falls to his knees. Fades to black.

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