I Melt with You
I MELT WITH YOU Screenplay by Glenn Porter Story By Glenn Porter and Mark Pellington WHITE- AUGUST 2, 2010 1 EXT. COLLEGE CAMPUS - GRADUATION CEREMONY - DAY 1 TITLE: THE PAST Seen abstractly: manicured green lawn lined with row upon row of folding chairs occupied by capped and gowned graduates, various viewpoints and perspectives, fresh faces, bright eyes, smiles. Hope and expectation in bright June sunlight. A PA SYSTEM issues final echoing words of an impassioned commencement speech. VOICE ...and every person’s fight with death is over before it begins. What makes the struggle worthwhile, therefore, cannot lie in the outcome, but in the dignity in which the fight is waged. Voice swallowed by a vortex of thundering applause. Hovering dreamlike images flicker - proud parents, caps launched skyward, bodies scattering, clustered groups, a collage of camera flash. FOUR MALE GRADUATES- bodies edge into semi-focus: One taller, one wider, one darker, one narrower. They amble, shuffle and preen. We don’t engage them as they come to a top step, arms over shoulders and around waists, until they become one unit, one shape. Comrades, chums, buds, mates. Best Friends Forever. Pointed in various freezes and poses by unseen photographers, they shift and reassemble and blow out in the camera flash. With the final flash of white we see PURE WHITE, forming into a A HUGE MOUND OF WHITE POWDER... RAPID FIRE IMAGES UNDERSCORE THE ERA: BODIES. ARMS, FINGERS. Needle drops on vinyl, music blares, Walkman, Ray-Bans, razor blades, lines high speed, mouths suck alcohol, albums of bands we love - Undertones, X, Buzzcocks, Ramones, English Beat FROM ABOVE Four male shapes huddle around a glass table, A LARGE SHEET OF PAPER in the center.
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