138. Perfect Timing - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• INT. STEVEN'S KITCHEN - DAY


• Steven paces the tile, tapping his fingers against the countertops.


• He looks in the refrigerator, it's completely empty.


• The house is bare, all his belongings packed away.


• A moving guy walks briskly past with the last of Steven's belongings.


• The door slams, and the truck moves away.


• Steven takes a deep breath, and paces some more.


• He opens the refrigerator again.


• STEVEN
• Stop, stop.


• He turns away from the fridge door and digs into his pocket.


• After a bit of fumbling, he pulls his cell phone out and flips it open.


• He places it to his ear.


• The faint sound of ringing escapes past his ear and echoes softly in the empty room.


• AUTOMATED VOICEMAIL
• I'm sorry, "Erin White" is not available at this time, press one to send a numeric page or wait until the tone to leave a message.


• STEVEN
• Hey Erin, I'm a few hours away from catching my flight. I'm feeling those lonely, moving jitters. Like I haven't been able to see everyone, or I'm forgetting something. I'd hoped you'd pick up. I just need a few minutes with you. I'm sorry for being an idiot these last few years, and it's probably too late to do anything about that right now, but I just want to see you. I think I missed out on the best thing in my life because I was scared you weren't exactly right. I'm probably running out of time. Meet me at the usual...I'll be there until three.


• EXT. ARCHER'S FIELD - DAY


• Steven paces the newly mowed field, around and around a copse of trees at the far edge. The large field curves across the hills.


• He looks at his watch, it's 2:45.


• He shakes his head, and hikes back to his car.


• He hesitates as he reaches the car, looking at the road, waiting.


• He sighs then gets in, and drives slowly back onto the road.


• The field sits empty, the trees swaying in the warm breeze as he begins to leave.


• A car pulls onto the field, coming from the opposite direction.


• The driver's side door flies open, and ERIN tumbles out in jeans and flip flops.


• She races after Steven's car.


• ERIN
• Steven, Steven!


• He never looks back, driving on.


• She slows, running out of energy and breath.
  


• Erin looks at her watch and her face twists. 2:55.


• She walks across the field.


• She sits down in the expanse of trees against a broad trunk and buries her head in her hands.


• FADE TO BLACK.