82. Invisble - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. STREET CORNER - DAY


• ALANA leans against the wall of the shop at the street corner.


• She wears dirty jeans and worn boots with little bits of newspaper stuffed into the soles, temporarily patching holes.


• Long stringy dreads drift down her face and back, her eyes holding onto one last spark of hope.


• She holds a cardboard sign, a dirty and heartbreaking SOS.


• It reads "Please help, I'm lost, I just need enough money for food."


• A small cap lies at her feet, like an opening mouth waiting to be fed.


• People pass her, just another uncomfortable bump in a busy day.


• She sits silent, head down, occasionally looking up.


• A WELL-DRESSED MAN approaches, and she focuses on him.


• ALANA
• Please...


• Her voice comes out in a whisper,and she clears her throat to speak louder, but the man is long gone.


• The crowds speed into blurs passing Alana without ever seeing her as the day travels on.


• EXT. STREET CORNER - EVENING


• The day speeds into night, and the people slow, blur returning to the slow footsteps of friends heading for their favorite bars.


• Alana sits, empty hat next to her, waiting.


• MATT's group passes her, and he stops, seeing her..


• She feels his eyes, but doesn't care to look up.


• He slips away from the group, and they continue on.


• He walks back to her, digging in his pockets for some kind of change.


• MATT
• I'm sorry, I don't have anything.


• He stops, and sees her eyes.


• He stands frozen.


• Then he slowly moves to the wall, and sits down next to her.


• They sit, as crowds pass them by, becoming blurs, leaving only the two of them visible.


• FADE TO BLACK.