200. Whispers of the Divine - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. BEACH - NIGHT


• DENNIS sits with ANDREW, ERIC, MARK, ELLEN, SUSAN, and TONY around a small bonfire on the beach.


• He sits on the edge of the group looking a bit lost.


• ANDREW
• So she was completely feeling me up and I just felt...


• ELLEN
• Oh please, don't tell me you felt used. Ha! You were loving it.


• ANDREW
• Hey, that's not fair, talk about a double standard. I did love it.


• The group laughs.


• Dennis gets up and walks quietly away, towards the water, brushing sand off of his pants.


• ERIC
• Dude, you always have these crazy experiences.


• SUSAN
• Tell me about it...I'm fairly sure you spend most of your time just looking for random people who will give you good stories to tell.


• The conversation fades as Dennis gets close to the water.


• He begins walking parallel to the water, looking at the beach houses scattered across the shore line, their warm lights making the area feel warm and inviting.


• The full moon scatters tiny light-gems across the surface of the water.


• Dennis walks on, carefully avoiding the tide as it laps in.


• He hears a splashing sound and turns out to the ocean.


• There is nothing at first, then sunlight glints off of hair, a face, a person in the water and he stops to stare.


• A YOUNG WOMAN walks waist-deep in the water, hair trailing down her back, white dress floating up in the water.


• He walks closer, forgetting about the tide, then jerking back as it laps his sandals.


• The woman walks, head down, arms at her sides.


• She pulls her hands out of the water and lighting sparks around them.


• Dennis' jaw drops and he tries to move into shadow while watching her.


• A hand claps onto his shoulder.


• He whirls around to find MARGARET, an old woman in jeans and a sturdy cane, behind him.


• MARGARET
• Shh.


• DENNIS
• What is she?


• MARGARET
• A star.


• DENNIS
• Excuse me?


• MARGARET
• Shhh! You're making enough noise to wake a stone Buddha.


• DENNIS
• I think that's a bit of an exaggeration.


• MARGARET
• Shh!


• DENNIS
• What's this about movie stars?


• MARGARET
• I never said anything about movie stars. I said star. She fell. I think she's from Outer Ring.


• DENNIS
• Wait...you lost me at fell. A star star?


• Margaret nods.


• MARGARET
• She's my third. I saw my first when I was seven, my second when I was 43. That's when I started tracking them.


• DENNIS
• Outer ring?


• MARGARET
• Of our galaxy.


• Dennis begins walking towards the woman.


• MARGARET
• Wait, I wouldn't do that.


• Dennis keeps walking, into the surf.


• The young woman watches the lighting in her hands a lost look on her face.


• Dennis walks deeper into the water.


• MARGARET
• Stop!


• He reaches out and touches the star's shoulder, and his hand goes right through.


• She turns, eyes wide and sees him.


• Her eyes soften, and a molten tear drips down her face.


• She reaches back to him and touches his face.


• His eyes go wide and his eyes fill with light, becoming pure silver.


• She jerks her hand back and he falls into the water.


• Margaret rushes to him, splashing around with her cane and pulls him to safety.


• He blinks opening his eyes and stares down the beach as the star looks at him, then turns, eyes full of sadness, and continues walking through the shallow water.


• Margaret shakes her head as Dennis stares after the star.


• MARGARET
• Well know, if that isn't the saddest thing I've ever seen.


• FADE TO BLACK.