Note for filming: 2 camera angles used, one fisheye of observer’s face from below, other of the Informer’s in street, low angle, distorted. Filming locations ideally Gas Works Rd. & Hibernian Rd., Cork city. Time ideally day. Costumes ideally nondescript, as ordinary as possible. Props optional. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCmkjG69aoc
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Establishing shot shows street. Wall. Street. Drone off into sky. Return. Switch to observer’s face. Observer woman mid 20s, starring off front, distant eyes, moving forwards slowly, shawl or scarf tight around head. Observer voice over plays after a few moments, lasts until appearance of Informer. Voiceover is as follows: 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsSrUSrIBcW
Observer Voiceover: Back along the streets I used to walk on. Picking stories out. Bruise marks mean heeled feet. A pair of tights and a sports jacket, college night out. Cork crests. Look into the broken glass see his alcohol tolerance. And no-one in sight. No-one ever in sight. Every cig end was smoked once. All the mouths. All the feet, socks, shoes, tramping on through. Don’t touch with fingers. Fingers carry the little killers. But look at that shoe tossed away. Whose was that? Athletic one. A man approaches. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ945XTLA1u
Change angle to second. The Informer stumbles towards the camera, looks tired, strained, drug-induced maybe, he speaks: 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUfVPcIafLa
Informer: It was not like this at all. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡar0VYQNvM4
Observer: How was it then? 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjLwnYoRYzG
Informer: Completely different from your view. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAi4lTxZUdc
Observer: What other view is there... 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEReAqPqLu9
Informer: You’re a sick creature and we don’t want you to return. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA03Dt2EjL0
Observer: This is strange from what I’ve seen. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcoU9K7zcim
Informer: If you return you won’t be let in. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeymiKyGSN3
Observer: They always let me in. Even Sundays. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcSP2txVpX3
Informer: They said that you can’t any longer. They told me everything about you. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSJCGcDbhXI
Observer: What did they say about me? 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjRIdnojt9
Informer: They said nothing. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfEGhMNvgT2
Observer: But what did they say? 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfNXYM6qfy
Informer: (with emphasis) They said nothing. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOSbvEL1y7C
Observer: It is so. There are still truths to be found in the gutter...88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl1obkGZbG7
Informer: This is false. Those are my clothes and shoes. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI9FbDHay8I
Observer: That cannot be.88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNkhy28ndNB
Informer: That can only be. I work as a strip model at the Dean. So those are my clothes. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoOV9QZTgxb
Observer: Why were they left behind?88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK4VBhwEAS0
Informer: Wouldn’t you like to hear. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb48JM1HKWH
Observer: Please. It’s now all I have left. Let my drums sink into them. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWIpvK2pN3g
Informer: I fucked him over the Honda parked opposite. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZWCqg3nsW
Observer: What did it feel like? 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZP3LOs7NH
Informer: You would never know. Emotional memory distant. Leave away me now. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNXQeJV0eWk
Observer: And can’t ever feel. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAOc0UrDTKe
Informer: And another thing. They told me all about you and there was a bit more. They said you know no-one and should never be listened to. You are darkness. You are emptiness packed with cig butts and trays of dead grease. You are nothing and won’t ever be. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBNFkTt1g4f
Observer: And can’t ever be. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBncNxSdxP
Suddenly, the Informer vanishes out of existence. Sudden blackout. Then. Observer awakes on ground. How many years has it been. Voiceover voice now distorted and rough from age and use. POV angle of Observer getting up from street. Cut back to fisheye angle of face. Continue walking along with voiceover monologue playing until end. The shawl is gone now. Hair is messy. Voiceover is as follows: 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLn7NfMneV
Observer Voiceover: And that was it. That was all that all it was. Walking back along. Always find my way back somehow. Same old place somehow. So many streets in Cork. So many middle, first names. I run out of hyperfixations, run out of fancy lightings, my meaning becomes abstract. I become now the abstraction of me. Forever doomed. Never can be. And see again. Same old clothes, left behind in the shit drain. Junkie turd levelled on a pair of sad tights. Fall now. Become the studied shit. 88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJmczAQdcw
End. Blackout. Ends. 640 words. Almost there.88Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPQXhZeUIe8
