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. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJiInBEYVxy
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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: 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqfXjI5IhM4
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. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSdwTnCIZlS
Change angle to second. The Informer stumbles towards the camera, looks tired, strained, drug-induced maybe, he speaks: 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP6vePGz5er
Informer: It was not like this at all. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ7dv0jB5ka
Observer: How was it then? 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6dPYzBbE4L
Informer: Completely different from your view. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4NVEIfiYi
Observer: What other view is there... 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDmiJCnHQqL
Informer: You’re a sick creature and we don’t want you to return. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtlQ5X1Qvd
Observer: This is strange from what I’ve seen. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2vRky38ApM
Informer: If you return you won’t be let in. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMiRex6qUme
Observer: They always let me in. Even Sundays. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyEiffQFovc
Informer: They said that you can’t any longer. They told me everything about you. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ4OjsLHFwv
Observer: What did they say about me? 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn5khCnnBnt
Informer: They said nothing. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡctVGHtifFq
Observer: But what did they say? 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOavqhM69qA
Informer: (with emphasis) They said nothing. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ95ugSwENk
Observer: It is so. There are still truths to be found in the gutter...84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj7T0vn7VW7
Informer: This is false. Those are my clothes and shoes. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLVhlUo5d1
Observer: That cannot be.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7hhs5mWlIr
Informer: That can only be. I work as a strip model at the Dean. So those are my clothes. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVzwFKWJz6W
Observer: Why were they left behind?84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ61Jz8utZdC
Informer: Wouldn’t you like to hear. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqUz8iezakO
Observer: Please. It’s now all I have left. Let my drums sink into them. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqBCPnOZK3G
Informer: I fucked him over the Honda parked opposite. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZFo7w7HATu
Observer: What did it feel like? 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe2LYc9dq67
Informer: You would never know. Emotional memory distant. Leave away me now. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRnhmlb2xdt
Observer: And can’t ever feel. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ZZPFmRQ8N
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. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9TuPt6WBOi
Observer: And can’t ever be. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwgM2jhWfwE
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: 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZdKWQL89z
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. 84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpvsNRH8y1D
End. Blackout. Ends. 640 words. Almost there.84Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnv4IAdiB6W
