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Blue
Written by CP
Chan, rewritten by Tom Lin
(opening credits as
message is playing)
Voicemail message:
You have 2 unheard messages….”Hey, honey, it’s me, Carrie. Just
calling to let you know I’m home early and that I’m going to
make you pay for missing our lunch date by forcing you to eat
the extra big dinner I’m making. You’re going to take it and
you’re going to like it. Don’t be late!”
CUT TO close frame of
Jack on his cell phone. He’s walking on the street with it. He
smiles to himself.
CUT TO opening title:
“Bullet #1: Message” while 2nd message starts to play
Voicemail message:
2nd message…(silence…then…) *opera music*
CUT TO Jack, wide
with a scared look in his eye that is on the border of horror.
After a the first few notes of the song he drops his phone (or
puts it in his pocket) and jets down the street. He runs
frantically and the street does not necessarily need to be
crowded…he just needs to show that he’s really scared and that
he feels there’s a dire need for him to get home.
After several shots
of Jack running towards, from the side, up stairs (from under),
etc of him running. Intercut the folding of an origami lily
(black and white double sided paper). POV shot running up to
the door.
Jack bursts into the
apartment, out of breath, and as soon as he rushes into the
apartment, a gun rushes in from off-screen and points at him
right at his face.
Jack’s face contorts
into a painful expression, as he looks towards the person
pointing the gun, the camera swirls to reveal the killer, a
girl, dressed up in a black suit and white shirt, her collar
open with the top two buttons unbuttoned, the gun held firm in
her white gloved hands.
Carrie: Hello,
Jack. It’s good to see you again.
Jack doesn’t respond.
Carrie: I wish
I wasn’t the one who had to do this, but the truth of the matter
is that you’ve sinned greatly against Father and I’m afraid
there is only one way for you to gain his forgiveness.
Jack just shakes his
head and looks down at the floor.
Jack: So
you’re the one who’s going to shoot me? Carrie?
Carrie:
(laughs) I’m sorry, Jack. I’m but a contract killer, and as you
know, this is nothing personal, but business itself. I’m not
going to shoot you. You are not a dog and I am but a messenger.
What Father wants you to do, Jack, is the right
thing. (she turns the gun around and gestures with the
handle). He still believes that it is still possible for you to
die with the dignity, as a hero.
Jack looks up at
Carrie for a moment, perplexed.
Carrie: You
know how these things work out. You only get one chance to
regain your honor, Jack. This only has one shot in it. You know
what you must do. Only then will you be able to atone for what
you have done and only then will Father forgive you. You cannot
run from him, Jack. So, go on, Jack. Do the right thing.
Jack doesn’t respond,
distraught.
Jack: So this
is all just a job, right?
Carrie: Excuse
me?
Jack: (Looking
down, almost in tears) This… All of this… This was all just a
job? Just a way for you to get close to me so that you could spy
on me and kill me when the moment is right?
Carrie says nothing,
but looks at him with the gun still extended out.
Jack: (Looking
up at her) Was any of it real? Was anything that we had not
fake?
Carrie still says
nothing.
Looking away, Jack
chuckles with tears in his eyes, laughing at his own
foolishness.
Jack: Of
course, it doesn’t matter, right? (Extends his hand and takes
the gun, and looks up again, this time firm, not emotionally
broken down anymore) It is all just a job.
Carrie’s face remain
the same, as her hands folds in front of her, a servant in the
ways of the world.
CUT TO Jack gazing at
the pistol in his hands while sitting in the bathtub lined with
plastic bags (preferably clear or lighter trash bags so as to
contrast with Jack’s figure). After some silence CUT TO Carrie,
you can slowly see that she’s getting upset, tears maybe forming
in her eyes, as she places a CD into a stereo and fiddles with
the volume dials. It starts to play opera music loudly. Carrie
sits down and begins to fold another paper flower (a water lily
this time) out of black paper. CUT TO Jack sitting in the
bathtub, again. He turns back to the gun. Zoom slowly in on
the gun from his POV. The opera music is muffled or quieter in
the bathroom than from outside.
Cue the music to
normal volume. Show a series of scattered shots of Jack looking
at his hands covered in blood. Intercut this with shots of him
kneading his brow (not sure if it’s present or past). Show
shots of blood dripping into a puddle…(slow mo). Show shots of
him taking a plastic bag and whipping it over something. Show
shots of him walking along a bridge and looking over the edge as
if he’d thrown something down there (insert the sound of a
splash to signify this subtly). Intercut shots of Jack checking
money bills from an envelope. Shot of him aiming the gun at
himself…pressing against his own temple or neck. Shot of Jack
being handed a piece of paper with Carrie’s name written on it.
Shot of him crumpling it up, looking to the side distressed.
Jack turns the music
off, which causes Carrie to turn around, as she finishes folding
the origami flower. She looks up and turns around to see Jack
standing there with the gun aimed at her instead. A subtle
detail is that Jack is no longer wearing his dark dress jacket.
Carrie: Hi.
(She says gently, softly, a gentle smile on her face)
Jack: Hi.
(Firm, a confident smile on his face)
CUT TO a quick
flashback scene, home movie footage (Film using Christina’s
camera, to get the low resolution look contrasting the look of
the film to signify a flashback) of the lake and then panning to
her walking up and down, playing at the edge of the lake (Mirror
Lake?). Ends with a close shot of her taking his hand.
Carrie: I
didn’t think you’d go down just like that.
Jack: You know
me that well, huh?
Carrie: I did
always believe that you were much stronger than just killing
yourself.
Jack: I guess
you believed right.
Carrie:
(Giving out a sort of relieved sigh, and then looking up)
Remember when we first met?
CUT TO home movie
footage of the lake, with either characters in it.
Carrie:
(Continuing) How shy you were to just say hello, or even just
look at me in the eyes and smile.
Jack smiles at that.
CUT TO home movie
footage of Jack sitting on a bench by the lake.
Carrie:
(Looking up, as if daydreaming) I just wish that we could just
go back to that time again. (Silence, thinking) And maybe just
start it all over. Maybe just stay in that warmth.
Close up of Jack’s
lips.
Jack: (Softly)
We wasted too much time not telling each other how we felt.
Close up of Carrie’s
lips.
Carrie:
(Softly) We wasted too much time not telling each other how we
felt.
Silence, as they both
stare at each other, knowing how each feels, a slight moment
quiet, alone.
Carrie: You
know you can never escape from Father, right? How you’re damned
to keep running from him forever and ever until you die?
Jack:
(Silence, as he looks a bit down, contemplating on it. But when
he looks up, his eyes are confident, sure of what it wants) Then
I’ll be damned.
Jack pulls the
trigger. CUT TO an establish shot and insert the sound of a
single gun shot.
CUT TO Jack walking
out of the apartment carrying his girl. The angle is from
behind him and framed by the open door.
CUT TO Jack sitting
with the body leaned up against him, on a bench seen in one of
the home movie footages, at the same lake that the flashbacks
showed. It looks like she’s sleeping on his shoulder. He has
his arm wrapped around her. Take a long shot from behind them
looking over the lake side.
Shot of the lily
spinning or lapping on the waves in the water
Shot to remain on the
flower, and slowly fade to black.
Voicemail:
“You have one unheard message…(Jack’s voice kicks in) I’m so
sorry…can you find it in your heart to forgive me for I can’t
seem to forgive myself.”
(Roll credits)
Alternate
ending
Fade to black.
Voicemail:
“You have one unheard message…(Jack’s voice kicks in) I’m so
sorry, Father, for I have sinned…Can you find it in your heart
to forgive me?”
Close up of Jack’s
lips.
Jack: For I
can’t seem to find it in my heart to forgive you.
Shot of Jack,
everything in slow motion from now on, standing amongst a crowd
of people as he closes his cellphone.
Jack:
(Voiceover, as the message continues) I will not run. And I will
not accept this fate that you have given to me.
Farther shot of Jack,
as he turns around and starts walking amongst the crowd.
Jack:
(Voiceover, as the message continues) These are my choices.
These will be my consequences. I will choose the path that my
future walks in life.
Close shot of Jack’s
face amongst the crowd, as he’s walking.
Jack:
(Voiceover, as the message continues) I will end this in my own
way.
CUT TO black. Roll
credits. |
