(At the Dikrols house - in the living room. Ava and Mr dikrol are watching an Indian TV program)
(Ava is watching with a lot of attention, while Mr dikrol eats a toosted bread as he watches)
(On the program, "MY HEART" is written beneath. A man on a hospital bed - he's hospitalized seriously. a pretty woman is standing next to him)
Man-on- program: (trying to speak. deep breath, smiles) my love
Woman-on-program: (tight smile, sad) the doctor said you had a heart failure
Man-on- program: he...did?
Woman-on- program: (starts crying) please live on! live your life. I can't be with you, your family won't let me.
Man-on- program: no... please don't say that. just say you'll never leave me...and my heart will be fine.
(Woman-on- program shakes her head as she cries)
Man-on- program: please say it...say it.
Woman-on- program: I will never leave you (smiles at him)
Man-on- program: (sits up slowly. deep breath) thank you. it's gone...am fine.)
(They hug. "MY HEART" pops up)
Ava: (amazed, chuckles) no shit
Mr dikrol: he's an amazingly strong guy. he'll be fine.
Ava: mm-hm
(Timon and Marcus walks downstairs, heads to them)
Marcus: what are you guys watching? fucking WrestleMania? (chuckles)
Mr dikrol: no. Bollywood.
Marcus: ugh. prefer WrestleMania. Indian love sucks.
Ava: (to Marcus) wow. another area your mama went wrong. nice. (Smiles at Timon) how are you feeling this morning dear?
Timon: well... almost like me I guess
Mr dikrol: does it still hurt?
Timon: a little. it doesn't really matchup to the pain I'll feel when mom gets here.
(Marcus chuckles. Mrs dikrol walks in through the front door, a first aid kit is in her hand)
Mrs dikrol: I got it and am ready. (to Timon) are you?
Timon: (anxious) urrh...
Marcus: yep! your specimen is good to go.
Ava: (to Marcus) did you just call my grandson a specimen?
Marcus: what? no.
Mrs dikrol: come on timon. have a sit.
Timon: you sure this is a good idea?
Mrs dikrol: sure. just sit and trust me
Ava: (sotto, to Mr dikrol) you sure about this? I mean my daughter isn't a lot of things and this... is in that list.
Mr dikrol: (sotto) he's the only one we've got. she can't kill him. am sure.
(Timon sits. drowning in fear.)
Voice of protagonist: ok. now I love watching horror movies. and right then, at that point, I felt like I was in a freaking horror film off course with a freaking shitty bloody nurse and there's no way out.
(At Crestwood high - in the 12th graders classroom. it's noisy, everyone is busy with discussions, phones, arguments etc.)
(Camila walks towards her seat and sits down.)
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THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY
HumorIntroducing Timon dikrol. A high school student and an introvert who goes through what every highschool introvert goes through, he's constantly bullied, shunned and taunted by his mates. All this makes Timon see his life as a sequential phenomenon...
