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1. INT. A FUNERAL HALL - MORNING

warm.

AMES (28, punchy, Chinese, femme, wears red lipstick) opens a double set of doors leading into a funeral service. 

She walks down the aisle getting closer and closer to a casket. 


She arrives. She looks neither sad nor happy. Slowly becoming sad. She puts her hand over her mouth and tears start to stream down her face. 


She bows to the body three times. She turns to her left to see a woman, 


LAUREN (26, curt but gentle, Chinese, femme), eye watery. 


AMES goes up to her. 


LAUREN

Dai Gai Jei*, I thought you weren't going to come. 

*older sister in Cantonese. 

AMES goes to hug her, LAUREN grabs her and cries into her shoulder. 

A moment before AMES hugs back.

 

2. INT. CHINESE RESTAURANT: BANQUET ROOM  - AFTERNOON

warm.

Four tables of guests chat amongst themselves loudly and joyously. 

Five dishes of food is laid out in the centre of the table, guests sitting around it, circular. AMES is sat next to AUDREY (2, chubby, femme) on a booster seat, LAUREN next to AUDREY. 

LAUREN is busy having a conversation with her HUSBAND (30, glasses, clean shaven, Chinese)

AMES stares at a picture of her MOM (58, chinese, smiley) set on an Easel near the entrance. 

AUDREY

Soup. 

AMES

What?

AUDREY looks at AMES straight in the eye. 

AUDREY

Soup.

AMES

Oh, you want soup? 
(To lauren)
Lauren, can she drink soup? 

LAUREN

Soup? 
(looks over)
Yeah, yeah. Just cut up the big chunks.

AMES

(to herself)
Alright. 

AMES hesitantly takes AUDREY's bowl and put some Chinese soup in it. Then she fishes out some big chunks with a spoon. 

AMES

Soup.

She sets it in front of AUDREY. 

AUDREY picks up a spoon and scoops the soup knocking it ove-
AMES catches it before it spills. 

AMES

I see. 

AMES takes the spoon from AUDREY and scoops the soup herself feeding it to AUDREY.

She smiles satisfied and so does AMES.

SUPER: 28.

AMES

Audrey. One day your mom will die and you will have to organize one of these for here too. 

LAUREN

What did you just say?

AMES

Just something mom once told me. 

LAUREN looks at her, judgmental. 

AMES

She did. 
(feeds Audrey)
SO Unequivocally Chinese of her. 

3. INT. AMES'S BATHROOM - NIGHT

warm.

POV - Mirror: AMES (24) is in a tanktop. She holds her arm up and is looking at her armpit hair in the mirror. 
The bathroom wall in the background is tiled floor to ceiling in a disorderly way. 

AMES wets her armpit area and puts cream on the armpit hairs. 

She holds a razor above the hairs, but stops.

4. INT. BATHROOM OF BAR - NIGHT

Warm.

A contemporary looking bathroom, shiny & metallic. 

AMES is looking at herself in the mirror. She pokes at her false lashes, it falls off.

AMES

Shit!

She tries desperately to push it back on.

AMES

SHIT!

She picks up her phone and dials, squeezes it between her shoulder and ear.

JOEY (O.S.)

Hello?

AMES

Jo? It's me please help!

5. INT. JOEY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

JOEY, her earpods in, sits on the couch devouring chicken wings on her coffee table, while leaning in watching TV. 

JOEY

What's up?

6. INT. BATHROOM OF BAR - NIGHT

AMES is struggling.

AMES

I'm on a date, I'm meeting Gabe's best friend, my eyelash fell off!

7. INT. JOEY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

JOEY

Wait, one or all of them?

8. INT. BATHROOM OF BAR - NIGHT

AMES

No, fake ones, you've worn these before didn't you?

9. INT. JOEY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

JOEY

(chewing)
Ohh, you don't have glue? Maybe just take them off.

10. INT. BATHROOM OF BAR - NIGHT

AMES

Really? Isn't it going to be weird if I lost my eyelashes on the way to the bathroom? What if I heat it up?

AMES crouches under the hand dryer, it's a turbo one.

AMES

Ahh!

11. INT. JOEY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

JOEY makes a face.

JOEY

Volume, dude.

12. INT. BATHROOM OF BAR - NIGHT

AMES

Now I've lost it. 

AMES scrambles a bit. 

AMES

OH, forget it. 

AMES goes to the mirror and begins taking the other eyelash off. 

JOEY (O.S.)

Who's the friend?

AMES

A guy named Corey, bit of a prick.

JOEY (O.S.)

Sounds about right.

AMES

I just don't know what to do, all his best friends are pricks. Gabe's awesome though.

JOEY (O.S.)

Can't be that awesome if all his friends are pricks.

AMY

I guess not.....I should get off, otherwise they'll think I'm pooping.

JOEY (O.S.)

Okay, call me when you're done.

13. INT. ALL AT ONE BAR - NIGHT

AMES is walking over to the table. 

COREY (O.C.)

(loudly)
Look, all I'm saying is that they're women who care and want to dress up and fuck you,....

She slows her pace.

COREY (O.C.)

...and there's women who don't and what does that mean?

GABRIEL

That they don't want to fuck me?

AMES shakes her head. Walking normal pace.

COREY

Yeah, but like what if she's a lesbian.

GABRIEL

What?

AMES raises her eyebrow.

She arrives at the table.

GABRIEL stares softly at her. COREY looks at her quizzical. 

COREY

Dude, what happened to your eye-

14. INT. AMES' BATHROOM

Warm. 

AMES holds the razor over the shaving cream on her armpit, frozen.

AMES

OH fuck it. 

AMES begins to wipe the cream off her armpit. She gives it a sniff. nods.

AMES

Hmm.

She sprays the shaving cream in her other armpit.

 
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