Page 1 - Into The Blue

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Lights rise on the giant living room of
a lodge house. Its wall to wall
windows are frosted with ice, and the
outside view is cloaked by darkness.
Boxes and furniture are haphazardly
scattered throughout. A hallway, USC,
leads to the rest of the house.

Off stage, we hear a large truck
pulling away, and a muffled “thanks
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again!”
The front door opens, and a tiny
figure, bundled in a coat, bursts
through, carrying suitcases. The
luggage is dumped by the door, the coat
is slid off onto the floor, and we see
MIA: a tiny woman in her thirties, an
intense bundle of genius and a non-
conformist. Her hair is dyed a
startling neon yellow - but it’s
fading.
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MIA leaves the door ajar and goes back
outside.

The living room lights flicker.

By the front door, out of thin air,
WENDY appears: a taller rounder woman
in her thirties, clad in a hospital
gown. She has gentle eyes and a smile
that could stop a freight train.
Except tonight - WENDY isn’t smiling.
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The front door opens again, and MIA
returns, shivering, carrying grocery
bags. WENDY steps in her view.
MIA
Oh, shit, shit!

The bags fumble to the floor.

MIA (CONT’D)
God dammit!
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MIA slams the door in a fury.

MIA (CONT’D)
Get out, Wendy! Get out! ... Get out, get out, get out, get
out, get out, GET OUT! ...

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