237. Infinite Loop - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• INT. MOTEL ROOM - DAY


• BREE paces around the dingy motel room, biting her lip.


• The room has a single bed with a stained comforter; bad prints of bad artwork hang over the bed and chest of drawers.


• The yellow wallpaper is stained and torn.


• Bree's only belonging is a faded, dusty pink, carry-on suitcase.


• She stops, looks out the window, then starts pacing again.


• Taking a deep breath, she unzips the suitcase.


• Small vials of glowing blue liquid are neatly packed into the small space.


• Bree clenches her fist, squeezing her eyes shut, then opens them, determined.


• She closes the case and marches out the door.


• EXT. MOTEL DUMPSTER - DAY


• Bree flips open the dumpster lid and tosses all the contents of the suitcase into the garbage.


• She closes the case, exhaling with relief.


• Standing on her tiptoes, she looks longingly at the vials scattered across the stinking trash.


• She breathes in, then turns slowly and walks away.


• INT. MOTEL ROOM - DAY


• Bree sits on her bed, trying not to fidget.


• Finally she hops up and begins pacing again.


• She pulls up the mattress, revealing a small wooden box.


• She grabs the box.


• Inside is a set of needles, a spoon, a lighter, a tourniquet, and two glowing vials.


• She sits down on the bed...pushing the box away from her.


• Bree stares it down and loses.


• She grabs at it, flipping it open with a practiced movement.


• Scratching at her arm in desperation, she finds a vein and ties it off.


• She pours the glowing blue substance into the spoon, heating it with the lighter.


• She fills the syringe and injects herself, closing her eyes, and letting out a gasp of pleasure.


• She sits, eyes closed for a long moment, then returns to earth.


• She pulls off the tourniquet, walks to the sink and washes her face.


• Bree looks up seeing her face in the mirror and tries to study the reflection.


• Shame fills her eyes and she hurriedly turns away from the image.


• She walks back to the bed, puts her head in her hands.


• Looking up with red rimmed she spots the second vial.


• She looks away, then back.


• Grabbing at the tourniquet, she reties it around her arm, then grabs the vial.


• FADE TO BLACK.