Scene One:
A bar. A girl sits on a pool table. Boy walks straight towards her.
Boy: Do I know you?
Girl: Very well, I think.
Boy: (Looking down) Your shoes…
Girl: Yes?
Boy: They’re red.
Pause.
Girl: Yes.
Scene Two:
A park bench, late autumn.
Girl: It doesn’t matter to me what a man does for a living.
Boy: I’m a screenwriter, but the last time I wrote something it turned out to be Persona.
Girl: Hm?
Boy: Verbatim.
Girl: Well. Pause. That’s strange.
Scene Three:
Bedroom. Girl is sitting in front of the vanity slathering lotion on her face. Boy is taking off his tie.
Boy: I’m going to shower now.
Pause
Girl: Why are you telling me that?
Boy: Because if I didn’t tell you, it would be like it never happened.
Pause
Girl: You were in my dream last night. I didn’t mention it before. I didn’t think it would be a good idea. You tried to stop me from doing something.
Boy: Did you do it anyway?
Girl: Yes.
Pause
Boy: Figures.
Scene Four:
A park bench, winter.
Boy: Did you ever really love me?
Girl: Yes. I did one day. We went out to ocean. It was cold that day, so no one was around, only one man, fishing, at the other end of the pier. We walked away from him…in the other direction, mostly. The wind was blowing. It was moist and I could taste salt on my tongue. You only said four words the entire day. “Do you want tea?” That’s what you asked me…if I wanted tea. And so we went and got some tea in a dark café at the top of the hill. When we were walking back toward the train you pulled my hair…you kissed my neck. Then we left. That day, I loved you. I didn’t say it. I had said it before, but I didn’t say it that day.
Scene Five:
A bar. Boy walks up to the girl, who sits alone with a cup of water.
Boy: Don’t we know each other?
Pause.
Girl: No.
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