THE ILLUSIONIST (ROUGH DRAFT/SCRIPT FORMAT)

ACT ONE

Sophia has a great smile, long brown hair, porcelain skin, and a rockin' body. Very fit, but curvy around the hips and booty.

SOPHIA

"Hey Shaw."

Shaw walks over, sits besides her, and finally lights the cig.

SHAW

"You know there's a charge for sitting on my car right."

Sophia smirks as Shaw puffs on the cig.

SOPHIA

"Come on Shaw. Aren't you tired of hitting on me and going no where?"

Shaw offers her the cig and she accepts, wrapping the cig around her lips. Shaw gets up from the car and walks a few steps away very slowly.

SHAW

"I could never get tired of hitting on you."

He turns around and smiles.

SHAW

"Plus we both know that eventually you'll cave."

Sophia takes a puff, moves the cig to her hand, and then smiles.

SOPHIA

"Even if I did cave, I wouldn't want you to have a taste and then fall head over heels for me."

Shaw laughs, and moves in close to her. He puts his hands around her on the fender, and leans into her, their lips inches from meeting.

SHAW

"We both know you'd become obsessed with one little kiss."

She looks at his lips, licks her own, and then sticks her tongue out, licking a part of his bottom lip. Shaw moves in and finally kisses her. Their eyes close, their hands wrap around each other's body. After a few moments they stop to catch their breath, but they both stay very close to each other.

SOPHIA

"So where do you want to go?"

Shaw smiles, and takes a few steps back.

SHAW

"Sorry Soph. I'm going to become president one day, and another one night stand might just ruin my image."

She laughs for a few moments, but his expression stays blank. She then realizes he's not joking. Her expression turns to disgust. Sophia then slaps his right cheek.

SOPHIA

"I can't believe you're that much of an asshole."

Sophia then storms off.

SHAW

"Wow. That's some powerful déjà vu."

Shaw pulls out his car keys, unlocks his door, and jumps in. He waits for a few moments before starting the car. Shaw is very drunk, but his mind is not in control of where he's going to go next. That responsibility is left to his body. His hands turn the wheel and his foot presses the gas.

FADE OUT.

SCENE TWO

FADE IN:

START EXT. CEMETARY – 4 AM

Within Miami sits an old graveyard.

START INT. CEMETARY – OUTSIDE MAIN GATE – 4 AM

Our pain character sits outside the graveyard inside of his car, unsure of where his body had taken him.

After an hour of driving he finds himself at an entrance. He pulls his car keys out of the ignition and steps out the car. Shaw walks towards a gate with a terrified look on his face. For the first time in a long time Shaw is afraid of the path before him. He wants to turn back, but he knows he can't for it is time.