Scene 2-For Sennah

Continuation of "Three Points"

For Sennah

 

Characters: Hans (21), Azure (18)

Setting: In a beautiful meadow, the present.

 

Before leaving the bar, Hans has managed to make Azure drink a glass of beer saying that the party experience won't be complete without one. Then he introduces her to his favorite spot in town, a beautiful meadow. They lie side by side (shoulders touching) while watching the stars.

 

Hans: I shouldn't have made you drink.

 

Azure: I am not drunk, Hans. I swear!

 

Hans: Sure you are.

 

Azure: Okay. Give me a problem.

 

Hans: You already are a problem. Look at you.

 

Azure (rolls eyes): Naah... How about a Math problem?

 

Hans: What's it to you?

 

Azure: If I can solve it, it means I am not drunk. Hurry up!

 

Hans: I don't know any.

 

Azure: Don't tell me you are not listening to your Math classes, you silly little boy. Eh? Eh? Give me a math problem. Quick!

 

Hans: One plus one.

 

Azure: Of course six.  (laughs deliriously) Forget it. It's two, right? See? I'm still sane. Now, what about equations with the alphabet?

 

Hans: Variables?

 

Azure: Exactly! What are the equations called?

 

Hans: Algebraic, I think. I'm not into Math, really.

 

Azure: Yeah! Those algebraic equations. Come on!

 

Hans: I'll get you home now.

 

(He prepares to get up but her arm stops him.)

 

Azure: Oops! Not too early, darling. How about x+10=5? Eh? It makes sense, right? If you are too smart, answer that.

 

Hans: Negative five.

 

Azure: Wow. You really are one intelligent man. See? I'm not drunk. I can perfectly describe you still. Now, quiz me about any of Shakespeare's works.

 

Hans: Time to go home now, Miss Know-It-All.

 

(He tries to get up but her arm stops him. Again.)

 

Azure (chanting): Home, home, home. Home is where the heart is...

 

Hans (gets her arm away from his chest): Yep! And you are going to where your heart is. Now. (sounds firm)

 

Azure (shakes her head): Nope. Nope. You have my heart so here is my home--right beside you. (chuckles) That sure sounds mushy, doesn't it?

 

Hans: It's three o'clock, you know. What would your parents think?

 

Azure (chanting): Let bygones be bygones...

 

Hans: Seriously, Az...

 

Azure: Down worry, silly. I told my mother I'd be in a bar and I'd be back in the morning.

 

Hans: Did she believe you?

 

Azure: Of course! I'm her daughter. And a pretty good one. I've been really good all my life!

 

Hans: Didn't she stop you at all?

 

Azure: Stop me? (chuckles) Darling, she's more thrilled than I am! She said (mimicks her mom's shrill voice) "It's time you go out of your room, meet normal people, and have some fun outside  books!" (returns to her original voice) She's happy I finally have a social circle.

 

Hans (impressed): You have a cool mother. What did your dad say?

 

Azure: Dad never says no to me. I told him, "Dad, I'm going to a bar this Friday." He just grunted so that means yes. I won't be surprised if one day I'd burst out, "Dad, I want to get pregnant!" and grunt would be his response. (laughing)

 

Hans (curious): Why is he like that?

 

Azure: I wish I knew. (pouts) Know what? I have this feeling my parents want to get rid of me soon.

 

Hans (teasingly): I'd love to share my bed with you.

 

Azure (sounding childlike): Can I get to choose which side of the bed I'd be sleeping?

 

Hans (amused): I wouldn't mind.

 

Azure: Right next to the wall, then. I love walls.

 

Hans (smiling): Sure, beautiful. Anything you want.

 

Azure (suddenly rolls to one side, facing Hans): Say it again!

 

Hans: Anything you want?

 

Azure: The earlier part.

 

Hans: I...I forgot.

 

Azure (eyes wide in shock): Did you just call me beautiful? Eh? Eh?

 

Hans: I think I did.

 

Azure: You mean it?

 

Hans: Yes, of course.

 

Azure (eyebrows crossed): Odd.

 

Hans: Now, why are you wearing that face? (chuckling but curious)

 

Azure (voice almost inaudible): I think it's just odd...to be called beautiful...

 

Hans: Why odd? Any girl would trade her soul just to be called beautiful.

 

Azure: All my life I have been called names. Nerd. Smart. Old maid. Freak. All except beautiful. No, never beautiful...

 

Hans: But you are! It just takes the right pair of eyes to see it.

 

Azure: Why do you think I'm beautiful?

 

Hans: Should there always there be a reason for the existence of beauty?

 

Azure: Hmmm...

 

Hans: Aren't my three points enough?

 

Azure: They're the reasons why I'm unique. Extraordinary. Not beautiful.

 

Hans (stroking her hair): Unique is beautiful. Extraordinary is beautiful.

 

Azure (smiles): Perfect! (She claps her hands.)

 

Hans: You are so cute when you do that. Cute and hot at the same time...

 

Azure: Ohh, you think so?

 

Hans: Yes. Especially tonight. You are wearing a sexy shirt and your hair is like that--what's with that look?

 

Azure: What look?

 

Hans: It seems like you are undressing me with your eyes. (grinning)

 

Azure (voice has changed): How did you know what I'm thinking?

 

Hans: You are easy to read, Darling. Now, stop that.

 

Azure: Stop what?

 

Hans: Biting your lip.

 

Azure: Why? Would you rather bite it for me?

 

Hans: Darling, darling. You are driving me crazy.

 

Azure: In a good way or bad way?

 

Hans: A wild combination of both.

 

Azure: Good! (She positions herself on top of him.) Are you game for a little craziness?

 

Hans (uneasy, nervous, undecisive):  Think this through.

 

Azure: Sometimes,  I hate thinking. It robs me of pleasure.

 

Hans (trying to sound firm): But thinking saves us from a lifetime of regrets?

 

Azure: All my life all I do is think and think. Let this be the night when we forget about what's right and wrong... (starts unbuttoning his polo shirt)

 

Hans (squirming): Let me just tell you some things, okay? First, you really look hotter than hell tonight.

 

Azure: Thank you. (bats eyelashes)

 

Hans: I also want to remind you that you are under the influence of beer.

 

Azure (rolling her eyes, impatient): The sky is blue. The earth is sphere. What else don't I know, darling?

 

Hans: I would love to kiss you with so much passion and make love to you right here, right now.

 

Azure: And all this nonsense talk is just preventing you from doing what you want. Now, don't give me a hard time, gorgeous. (kisses him but Hans pulls away immediately)

 

Hans (breathless): W-wait!

 

Azure (almost angry): What now, Hans? I can't believe I'm playing the role of a villain here.

 

Hans: Darling... Before you get mad again, think of Sennah.

 

Azure: That's why I'm doing this. I'd love to see her, you know. (a playful smile on her lips)

 

Hans: Imagine she's already five years old. She asks you questions like, "How was I made?"

 

Azure: Let me show you. (tries to kiss him but he presses a finger on her lips)

 

Hans: No, really... I want you to consider this. Would you like to tell her we made love in a meadow at three in the morning while you were intoxicated? Would you like our daughter to be a fruit of one youthful sin, conceived outside the confines of marriage? (lets go of his finger from her lips, letting her speak)

 

Azure (raising a brow): How did you become so philosophical?

 

Hans (beaming): Beer.

 

Azure: Why does it have the opposite effect on me?

 

Hans: Because you're too innocent for your own good. (pats her head)

 

(She rides off him and sits cross-legged beside him. Hans sits upright, too.)

 

Azure (guilty): I can't  believe I've been such a fool, Hans. Really! That was out of character...

 

Hans: I understand... Are you now okay?

 

Azure: How shall I know? (looks at him helplessly)

 

Hans: I think you're quite better. At least your thoughts are making sense now. (smirks)

 

Azure (alarmed): But my head still hurts like crazy. And my eyes are out of focus!

 

Hans: Sleep it off. You will feel better in the morning, love.

 

Azure: I wish. I never should have get drunk.

 

Hans: I never should have let you. I have no idea you have very low tolerance on alcohol.

 

Azure (wistful): At least we have learned something valuable tonight.

 

Hans: At least I have discovered that naughty side of you. (smirks)

 

Azure (impressed): Know what? Your self-control is commendable.

 

Hans: Please don't try to seduce me next time, okay? You have no idea how close I was to saying yes tonight. (smiles and winks)

 

Azure: No more beers! For Sennah! (fist in the air)

 

Hans (grinning): For Sennah!

 

 

 

Author's Note

Hans and Azure are intelligent college students. Both happen to be defensive and argumentative when in a heated fight. Maybe that's one of the reasons why "Three Points" is too structured, inappropriate for the setting and all. Another reason is my lack of knowledge on what-should-be's in screenplay. When I wrote "Three Points" I got so thrilled with the thoughts flying back and forth that I didn't do major revisions on the draft.

"For Sennah" is the continuation. Their language has somehow loosened up, maybe because of the beer, or maybe because they're no longer in an argument.

I am wholeheartedly thankful for those who have read my first screenplay and gave me honest and constructive reviews. You really rock, guys! :)

Anyway, I don't care if my screenplays wouldn't amount to anything much. I enjoy writing them and I will continue doing so even without reviews.

Thank you once again! :) :)

Reviews

[ayosonolowo]

Great writting, i really liked the read, thanks for sharing..

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

The pleasure is mine. Thank you so much! :)

[Rose of many colours]

I enjoyed this piece very much..The dialogue is excellent..great flow of conversation...Sennah is an interesting and mysterious character there.. God bless..

[Leslie Philibert]

Like this too, probably more of a radio play, well done !

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Thank you so much, Leslie. I am not a fan of radio plays but I think it's a great compliment for you to say that. :)

[Eddie Davis]

I liked this one better than 'Three Points' and it was nice to see an 'Act II' of this couple. I was a bit confused when 'Sennah' was first mentioned, because they both seemed in the dialogue to know exactly who she was as if they had spoken of her before, yet she was new to me, so for a few moments I was lost there. Your dialogue is good, though for us Americans reading it, some of the phraseology is different, but that is how it should be unless they are American kids, which I know that they are not.

I really like to hear the interaction between the two of them and I hope you'll consider doing more. The pair are very engaging and charming. Perhaps a conversation between the two of them the following morning after the beer has left Azure with a slight hangover? I enjoy reading simple conversations like this and I think you have the potential for an entire play featuring this couple.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Eddie, sorry for not keeping in touch with you these days. Anyway, thank you for your constructive reviews. As for "American phraseology", I still am not a mastser of that but I'm trying.


This play is in the Philippine setting. :)

[David]

That was great, I enjoyed every second of it :) you are a very good writer, I hope you know that

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

I don't see myself as such but...your comment warmed my heart. Best wishes, Ryan! :)

[David]

well you truly are :)

[Mark Heathcote]

Beautiful dialogue and a very pleasant read thanks for sharing it with us…

[gombeggar]

I very much like this...haven't read much play work aside from the old greek stuff of recent but this reminds me of Ibsen and shaw (a very little) :) good work

[Tam Warink]

Chirp! Tweet! Twitter-chirp! ... see? even the little birds loved it! :D

[Sue]

Writing is about enjoying not worrying about what others think :)

[Baban.A.A]

this one was as good as the other, honestly, it was very good, I easily could imagine the scene, sensuality was so close to take over mind, character, life. even it was a screenplay it convyed a beautiful message. please control your heart, before doing something would for sure control your all life. making love is a dream, but when you wake up see what reality is, how cruel it is, and then grieve comes to speak, then depression, then gettingold, then death with the same dream no one wish to dream. thanks and sorry for being long.