INT. ATTIC - NIGHT
We see SARAH COHN sitting by a window in darkness. She has red hair and a certain "vintage" look to her (a bit like summer from 500 Days of Summer). Currently, she looks upset and a bit crazy, her makeup ruined by tears and her hair messy.
SARAH COHN: (Looking directly at the camera) My life didn’t become such a mundane affair until Oliver dumped me.
EXT. STREETS - CONTINUOUS
OLIVER KANES and Sarah are walking down a variety of different places holding hands. Oliver has messy bed hair and is wearing a vest with matching pants and loafers.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): We used to go on adventures, Oliver and I. Every day was a new kind of journey.
EXT. DIRT TRAIL - CONTINUOUS
SARAH COHN (V.O.): Into the woods,
EXT. CINEMA LINE - CONTINUOUS
SARAH COHN (V.O.): Into the cinema,
INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sarah and Oliver are staring into each other's eyes, lying in bed.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): Into each other’s beds.
INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
Sarah and Oliver are sitting in their coffee shop. Oliver is smoking a cigarette and looking out of the rainy window while Sarah dreamily admires him.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): He had a kind of danger to him that brought out a kind of danger in myself. He was a mess of life and color. He was foreign cigarettes in his breast pocket, chestnut brown hair and bright green eyes I often dreamt of, and ironic clothing that looked as though he raided my dad’s closet in 1975.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
Sarah and Oliver are once again in each other's embrace, except this time, Oliver clutches some sort of household item, doing something with it to make a relaxing sound. I honestly have no idea what to use for this part. It should be something that sounds soothing and has a 60's look about it.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): Every night, he’d make music out of things that were not musical instruments and sing me to sleep.
EXT. STREETS - DAY
The two are holding hands staring into each other's eyes and smiling.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): I wasn’t sure what he saw in me, but I tried not to argue. People we knew and didn’t know and didn’t really care to know complimented our combined appearances, so we thought we were doing things right.
EXT. JEWISH WEDDING - CONTINUOUS
Sarah and Oliver are in the same position as they were on the streets but are dressed accordingly to the Jewish occasion.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): When my brother celebrated his Bar Mitzvah, Oliver was there wearing the yamaka my parents bought him and saying “L’chaim” to everyone he spoke to.
INT. OLIVER'S PARENTS' HOME - CONTINUOUS
The pair remain in the same pose this time dressed for cold weather.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): When his parents threw a large Christmas dinner, I was there. Oliver in his sweater vest, I in my vintage shoes, anxiously awaited a long winter’s screw.
She dabs his nose with a bit of whip cream.
EXT. STREETS - DAY
Oliver and Sarah are walking in the rain to their favorite cafe. Sarah is talking happily while Oliver looks ahead with a anxious expression on his face.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): We marveled at one another for fifteen months. He’d say I had his heart raving. He’d say he wanted no other moments than those that occurred with me.
INT. CAFE - DAY
Oliver and Sarah are sitting opposite each other, each smoking a cigarette.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): It was a drizzly Tuesday when at our favorite café, between drags, Oliver suggested we see other people.
Oliver puts out his cig and leans in towards Sarah.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): My chest actually started hurting. He kissed me goodbye, whispering “I’ll always be with you” before he walked out, never uttering another word.
He kisses her on the cheek, grabs his coat, and walks out into the rain.
INT. CAFE - A DIFFERENT DAY
Sarah is sitting in the exact same spot as she was when Oliver left her.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): Every afternoon from 2:30-5:30, I sit in the café; not waiting for him to return, but looking for some kind of closure, nursing a festering, still very much open wound.
Another shot of Sarah sitting at the table looking more distressed than before. And then another of her looking even more distraught.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): The police wrote me off as a suspect long ago, so it is no longer odd that I sit here every afternoon, doing little more than smoking his favorite brand and drinking coffee. Not strange or suspicious—just sad. People pity my loss.
She pulls out a NEWSPAPER with the headline "MAN FOUND DEAD IN THE WOODS" or something to that effect.
SARAH COHN (V.O.): No one knew quite what to say or do when his body was found strung up in the woods, missing only the eyes.
INT. ATTIC - NIGHT
Sarah is sitting in the same position as she was at the very beginning of the film.
SARAH COHN: My room was searched, but never my attic.
An antique chest of drawers with one drawer open and empty.
SARAH COHN: In an antique chest of drawers is a velvet box that once held earrings Oliver bought me for my birthday.
The lid of a red velvet box.
SARAH COHN: The earrings are always on my ears.
The red velvet box containing two eyeballs staring at the camera.
Sarah, smiling nefariously. She tucks her hair behind her ears to reveal the earrings.
SARAH COHN: A piece of him would always be with me. He was right.
Alright, it's late and I'm currently under the influence of Vicodin so I'm not exactly sure how this turned out. I don't have much experience writing screenplays but I love the original text and hope that I did it justice. If you have any crticisms I would LOVE to hear them. Thank you <3