Leaving a Spark

Screenplay

Written by: D.Janine and C. Sanchez

Directed and produced by: C. Sanchez

*Intro into man talking to Thomas about a job; Thomas obviously tired of searching for a job (he has been searching all day and grateful for the white man saying yes.* (racist time period)*flat hat thing, gray vest, black pants/ jeans? White under shirt for Thomas. A little sweaty and dirty* *

Park Ranger: I will hire you. I want your artistic vision to show in these benches. They will be put throughout our park. *warm smile* *Slightly dirty clothes and face. Towel in pocket to wipe hands on as they talk.*

Thomas: Don't worry, sir. I will do the best I can.

Shoot so that you can see them both from the waist up.

*Old man leaves*

*Thomas wipes brow, rough after a day of searching for a job; walks out; fades to black*

Narrator: All Thomas dreamed of was inspiration. *Slow, slightly louder music. Still hopeful, but with a bit of remembrance if that makes sense.*

*scene of thomas painting with low quality paints and everything sunlit room maybe. He is happy because he is doing what he loves. Not as much on the outside, but a lot on the inside. Try to grasp that concept so the audience gets it. ("at peace")*

Narrator: He wanted to paint and inspire others to paint. But he didn't have the best quality items.

*zoom in on the low quality paints and canvas, pan upward toward his painting*

Narrator: So he was saving up, and got a job making benches.

*do one of those room swap things that happens a lot like...door frame movements. Now he is in his shop, making really artistic benches*

Narrator: For the time being, he put his visions into the wood carvings on the benches.

*keep spinning and do more door frame things to symbolize the days he worked, each day doing something different to the bench.*

Narrator: He worked and worked, and almost had enough to buy the good canvases.

*Doorway transition to him talking to the park ranger guy*

Ranger: Another great one, Thomas. What a beauty. *shakes his hand and pats his back* *hat, different clothes than at the beginning.*

Thomas: Thank you sir. Means a lot.

*Tired Thomas and slightly messy park ranger glance at his 'last bench'.*

* Thomas turns to go back to his car. (Grabs his chest and coughs a bit)

Ranger: Woah! Are you okay?

Thomas: Yea, yea I'm fine. Just a bit tired. It's been a long day.

Ranger: Okay well go home and get some rest. Have a good night Thomas.

*He goes home after a long day and takes his hat off, then walks (up the stairs?) to his bedroom. He takes his nice clothes off and pets the dog with a longing and hopeful smile. *pants and undershirt*

Thomas: Almost there, buddy. Im almost there. *switch to minor*

Narrator: Little did he know he would never reach his goal, for in the middle of the night, he had a heart attack, and died. *say the last part after a bit of a pause*

*Dog barking beside his limp hand hanging over bed*

*Show time lapse. Grace is now walking through the park.