catastrophe || j. foley

Tape 1: Side A

OPEN ON

A locker. A half-height locker. Painted a royal blue that tries to be cheerful, but just feels tired.

Unlike the stickered, scribbled, smudged lockers around it, ours is unadorned. Bare. We hold on it, foreboding. Alone.

HANNAH (V.O.)
Hey. It's Hannah. Hannah Baker.

      "Who's that"

       "She was our daughter" Mrs. Baker said. The magic users noticed her using past tense and nodded their heads in understanding.

INT. LIBERTY HIGH SCHOOL - SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY

As we PULL BACK to more lockers, surrounding ours like a silent gang. The hall, empty. Quiet as a sleeping army.

HANNAH (V.O.)
That's right. Don't adjust your --
whatever device you're hearing this on. It's me. Live and in stereo.

      "What's a stereo?" Ron asked

      "Uh how bout whatever you guys don't know just write it down and we'll tell you after the tape or season." Jeff suggested from behind Cassie as she was sitting in between his legs holding Jessica and Justins hands.

      They all nodded their heads and took out a quill and parchment.

     "Sorry. It's just my dad has always been interested in muggles and their inventions."

      "Nah. Don't worry about it bud. I'm happy to tell you about us muggles." He said with a smile.

A jittery BELL RINGS. The hallway erupts in STUDENTS. They crowd the lockers around ours, pulling out books, shoving backpacks away. Jostling, laughing, hurrying, and not.

     "So that's what a muggle high school works and looks like. Interesting." Ron said to Hermione.

     She turns to him and sighs. "Ron. Most of the muggle schools work like that but this school has a history from what we were shown earlier to not be that good." She said trying to whisper not knowing that some people heard her but nodded along because she was right. The adults at their school didn't ever seem to really care.

HANNAH (V.O.)
No return engagements. No encore.
And this time, absolutely no requests.

CLAY JENSEN (17) slams his locker shut and turns to go. He stops cold, seeing something, and we see him: doe-eyed and dimpled, handsome but watchful, with a face that's young for his age, but eyes that are older. We follow his gaze...

HANNAH (V.O.) Get a snack. Settle in.

...and down the hall, the crowds part, and HANNAH BAKER (17) appears, long hair flowing, looking beautiful, but she doesn't know it. She smiles at Clay, and he smiles back -- stands taller, leans forward eager to say hello.

     "So. It's going to be going back and forth between past and what was then the present right?" Hermione asked

     Jessica response saying "Yes. It will be going between the past and what was then the present so if you get confused just tell us and will try our best to explain it."