SCRIPT FRENZY DAY 12
When we last checked in with Violet she had just ran out of her apartment, freaked out because Samson brought her a REAL cup of coffee from Deja Brew down the street. Violet meets her friend Whitney and is trying to explain what happened; Samson, the hunky hero of her latest Romance novel, has come to life.
EXT. TOWN SQUARE - MORNING
Violet is sitting on a bench with her head in her hands.
Whitney is standing by her.
What’s happening to me Whit? What’s
wrong with me?
Listen to me. There is nothing
wrong with you. Remember when we
were kids and we used to play with
our imaginary friends? Your just a
creative soul. Granted, sometimes a
little wacky and neurotic, but
mostly just creative. So these guys
seem real. To you. So what? Give
yourself a break.
No Whitney, you don’t understand.
Look at this. My lip is burned.
That was real coffee! He walked in
my kitchen with his big black hat
and huge belt buckle and said,
"Just how you like it". Unless I’m
hallucinating. But I’m not because
here’s the cup. The coffee came
from this very real cup. Go ask
Markay. I didn’t buy this cup this
morning. Samson did. Look! Markay
wrote his name on the side. Well,
she spelled it wrong but still. And
it was hot. And it burned me. What
does this mean?
(Distracted by something over
I don’t expect you to believe me. I
don’t even believe it myself, to be
No. I believe you.
You don’t have to say that.
No. I mean I really believe you.
(looking behind her)
Samson is standing on a grassy knoll behind Violet. He is
looking around at the trees and the people in wonder. He
sees Violet and smiles.
Vi, if I knew he was so hot I would
have been reading your porn.
Not porn. Romance. What is happening, Whit?
What am I going to do? If the
committee finds out about him or my
Romance novels I’ll lose. It will
be all over. And I’m working a
matinee today. What do I do, take
him with me? I’d better get to the
box office and buy him a ticket so
I can keep an eye on him.
I’m sorry. What was that? Is he