83. Lights - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. BALCONY - NIGHT


• AMBER and MIKE stand next to each other on the apartment balcony, staring out over their neighborhood, admiring the lights of LA spread around them.


• The towers of downtown are clearly visible in the distance.


• Palm trees rise far above, rustling in the warm breeze.


• Amber looks back into the apartment.


• It is bare, moving boxes piled along one of its walls.


• Mike sits down on the cement floor of the balcony, peering out of the rails.


• He pulls his knees up to his chest.


• A blood-red moon is rising.


• AMBER
• That's crazy, every time I look back, the moon is higher, it's moving so fast, but I can't see it's moving...it's so weird, I stare and stare, and then suddenly realize that it's higher.


• She speaks quietly, almost to herself.


• Mike nods, still staring through the railings.


• MIKE
• What are we going to do?


• AMBER
• I don't know.


• Amber looks back into the apartment, looking at the eviction notice stuck to the glass doors leading into the now empty bedroom.


• MIKE
• I'm sorry.


• AMBER
• We'll be ok babe.


• MIKE
• How do you know that?


• AMBER
• I don't but, I do.


• MIKE
• Uh...


• Amber sits down next to Mike, scooting in towards him.


• AMBER
• I'm going to miss this view. It's one of my favorite things about the place.


• Their shoulders touch and Mike relaxes, shoulders shifting down as he exhales.


• MIKE
• Well, we're together...we can survive anything together, right?


• She leans onto his shoulder.


• The bloody moon is rising past the palm trees.


• AMBER
• Look.


• Fireflies dance around the railing, backlit in orange by the moon.


• MIKE
• Ohhh.


• She rests her head on his shoulder and they watch, lost in the magic.


• FADE TO BLACK.