Script Draft Five

1. Home Time
By
Aimee Lee
C 2016 aimeelee323@gmail.com

2. 1 EXT. PLAYGROUND - DAY 1
Home time at a local Surrey primary school on a bright,
winter’s day. HANNAH - wrapped up in an over sized coat
and carrying a large book bag - bursts out of the doors
of her classroom, and into a crowd of parents, clutching a
sheet of paper with her masterpiece on it.
Hannah scans the crowd, and ceases her search after
several seconds. She turns on her foot and faces the door
she just came out of. She pulls out her phone and begins
to press the screen of it with force. The phone merely
shows her the dimmed graphic of an empty battery. Her
classmates are walking in the opposite direction towards
the school gate. She looks up, her attention distracted.
CLASSMATE
Bye Hannah!
Hannah reluctantly walks back to the classroom door, and
steps back inside.
2 INT. CLASSROOM - DAY 2
Hannah drops her things, removes her coat and strides over
to the other side of the classroom, heading straight to a
box filled with fancy dress outfits. She pulls out a wool
jumper and scarf and puts them on. She also picks up a
handbag to hold.
She begins to wonder the classroom as the light outside
starts to fade. She views and admires the artwork on the
walls, taking on a grown up stance, standing as tall as
she can with her head raised. As she views each piece of
work, Hannah makes her way along the walls of the
classroom, finishing her journey at the door.
3 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 3
Hannah strolls through the corridor until she reaches the
doors of the caretaker’s cupboard.
4 INT. CUPBOARD - DAY 4
Hannah peers into the tiny room - dark, dusty and uncared
for - a rake falls down from its stand and hits the
opposite side of the wall. Hannah jumps and closes the
door.
5 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 5
She runs around the corner and down the corridor towards a
further set of classrooms.
A shady form traces the girl’s path back round the corner,
and enters the cupboard, oblivious to the girl that has
just run away from it.

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6 INT. CUPBOARD - DAY 6
The door swings shut as a broom is dragged out of the
cupboard, and the coat’s zip races up, muffled on the
other side of the door.
7 INT. WORKSHOP 1 - DAY 7
Hannah cautiously walks along the row of computers,
through to a room filled with numerous work benches.
Continuing to play pretend, she messes with the clamps,
winding the tough metal, listening to it tighten and drop
with each rotation. She glances into cupboards. She stares
at a band saw and fixes her eyes on the large, red button.
She contemplates, and continues on with her journey.
8 INT. WORKSHOP 2 - DAY 8
She moves to another room, with plastic shards scattered
across the tables. Hannah - still costumed - places her
bag down on the side, and picks up a tiny bottle of glue.
She squeezes it until she can see a little bead of clear
fluid rise from the top.
She picks up another tool - a large, metal file. She waves
it around, as if it were a sword or a magic wand. Her arm
sinks, misjudging the file’s weight, and she loses hold of
the it. She stands for a while, staring at the mass of
metal, before continuing her game and moving on once more.
She soon tires and continues her journey by exiting the
design technology workshops.
9 EXT. COURTYARD - DAY 9
Hannah skips across the courtyard, to enter the classroom
opposite. She slows and begins to shiver, her woolen
jumper failing to offer her protection from the cold.
10 INT. FOOD TECHNOLOGY CLASSROOM - DAY 10
Hannah swiftly moves inside the food technology classroom,
being quick to check all of the cupboards, failing to find
anything worth consuming. Instead, she wonders the room,
continuing her adult pose, pulling out pots and pans to
place on top of the stove. The knives catch Hannah’s eye,
and she moves towards them. Pulling one out from the
block, she gazes at her reflection. She begins to chop
imaginary objects on the chopping boards, until she
becomes tired.
She finally sits down, stares at the mess she has made,
and pulls a pensive expression.

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11 EXT. PLAYGROUND - DAY 11
The silence of the playground is broken with heavy
footsteps, jingling as they become louder. The door’s slam
echoes across the concrete expanse. The lock twists, the
jingling becoming fainter and fainter.
12 INT. TEXTILES CLASSROOM - NIGHT 12
Hannah lethargically walks out from food technology, and
slowly down the corridor into the textiles classroom.
She walks in and touches the multitude of fabrics that are
draped across the walls, shelves and tables. Walking along
the table feeling the variety of textures she encounters
whilst moving over to the sewing machines.
Hannah takes a seat, presses the pedal and watches the
needle pulse up and down as it recedes back into the
machine. Grabbing a scrap piece of material, she plays
with the machine briefly until she gets bored. On her way
out of the classroom, she passes a large dress mannequin
draped in fabric. Pausing for a split second, she cranes
upwards to fix her eyes onto the tall figure towering over
her. Breaking eye contact with the inanimate body, she
turns the light off, leaving the dark, ominous shape of
the human like form.
13 EXT. PLAYGROUND - NIGHT 13
The leaves brush the playground floor as they are swept to
the side of the court.
14 INT. CLASSROOM - NIGHT 14
In a separate classroom, the broom stumbles back to its
original place, and entrapped in the darkness.
15 INT. DRAMA CLASSROOM - NIGHT 15
Hannah enters the dark classroom and spots the door
leading to the props cupboard.
16 INT. PROPS CUPBOARD - NIGHT 16
She opens the props cupboard, revealing costumes of all
varieties. She stares in for a short while, with a large
assortment of masks staring back. She closes the door,
turning her back to it and switching her gaze to the dark,
empty room. After a pause, she turns to face the door and
makes for the door.

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17 EXT. PLAYGROUND - NIGHT 17
The silhouette of a figure lumbers from classroom to
classroom, fumbling in front of each door. The key scrapes
the inside of the lock as it turns to create a clicking
sound.
Hannah walks across the playground and spots the shadow.
She stops in her tracks. Hesitant in her actions at first,
she eventually breaks into a run and heads towards the
classroom door. Abandoning her grown up posture, she runs
and launches herself into the unlocked classroom before
being spotted.
18 INT. CLASSROOM - NIGHT 18
Hannah hides in the corner of the room, crouching next to
the door and underneath the window, trying not to be seen.
She listens for the lock, and jumps when she hears it
open.
The CARETAKER - tall, worn and unpolished - walks across
the room in a heavy footed manner, and takes a seat at a
table with his back to the girl. He pulls out a small
parcel wrapped in brown paper and places it on the table
and opens it up. From the package he pulls his sandwiches.
Hannah’s eyes widen upon seeing the man’s food. He takes a
bite, completely unaware that he is being watched.
Hannah calms down and hesitates once more, before creeping
out from her hiding place. She startles the man, who
twists around in his seat, a shocked expression on his
face, which quickly turns to a confused one.
After a long pause, the man’s posture loosens and he
relaxes. He sighs whilst maintaining eye contact with the
girl. He beckons her over using a gentle hand gesture.
CARETAKER
Here.
More confidently now, Hannah moves over to the caretaker
and sits in the seat opposite him. Whilst he holds his
half eaten sandwich in one hand, he picks up the other
half with his free hand, and reaches across the table to
offer it to the girl. Hannah accepts the sandwich, as they
both exchange a smile.
CARETAKER
Are your parents coming to get
you?
Hannah shrugs, with a blank expression. She pulls her
phone out of her pocket, glances at the black screen, and
places it back. The caretaker scans the girl, viewing her
fancy dress and her lack of belongings. He sighs once
more, and pulls a phone out of his pocket. He presses the
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button, and the screen illuminates. Hannah watches as the
caretaker stares down at the screen; playing with the
material of her jumper.
The caretaker looks up, and stretches out the arm that he
holds the phone in. Hannah stands still, showing no
intention to take it. He gestures for her to take it,
shaking his outstretched hand. Hannah takes the phone, and
looks down. The key pad has been placed on the screen,
ready for her to use. She dials in a number, and presses
the call button. Hannah places it to her ear, and looks
back up at the caretaker.
HANNAH
Hello?