57. Heartbroken - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT


• A PAIR OF FEET pound against the pavement, worn tennis shoes slapping the stained cement.


• SEAN runs, sweaty and frustrated down a deserted street.


• SEAN
• Come back!


• He pants, slowing. Ahead of him a WOMAN with bright red hair trailing behind her in loose braids looks over her shoulder and the runs faster.


• She turns a corner and he runs faster, trying to catch up.


• He rounds the corner and sees her slipping into a dimly lit bar at the far end of the street.


• Sean slows, catching his breath, and jogs to the bar.


• He reaches the entrance and pulls open the door, struggling with the weight for a second.


• INT. O'HENRY'S - NIGHT


• Sean enters the bar and stops suddenly. The bar is filled with identical looking women. They are all the woman with red hair.


• The room becomes silent, and all the women turn to face him, staring him down.


• The bartender, her loose red braids over her shoulder turns to him, another clone.


• She smiles gently, the reaches under the counter and pulls out a small, beautifully crafted pistol.


• He turns to leave in a panic, but before he can move, a shot rings out.


• He falls as the bullet tears his heart apart.


• INT. SEAN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT


• The small room seems packed as several detectives comb through Sean's belongings.


• Red and blue lights flash through the bedroom window, street lights illuminating the squad cars parked on the road and in the driveway of the small house.


• DETECTIVE BYRONS stands over the bed, staring down at Sean's lifeless body. It is untouched by violence, except for a tiny trickle of blood drying on his chin.


• The detective finishes inspecting the body, shaking his head.


• BYRONS
• Huh!


• He slowly covers Sean's body with the blanket, taking one last look at the body.


• FADE TO BLACK.