How I Want To Go [Short Film Script]

HOW I WANT TO GO

by

 James Haikney

FADE IN:

INT. BEDROOM – EVENING

The curtains, drawn, tint the room orange. MARIA, an elderly woman, lies on a central bed (like an open casket).

 

MARIA (V.O.)

What’s it like, after you die?

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE – DAY

Maria and DOCTOR sit facing each other. Cramped. Doctor takes up most space.

 

DOCTOR

I can’t answer that, Ms Myers.

MARIA

Will people come to the funeral?

                      (pause)

Will you come to the funeral?

DOCTOR

(beat)

I think that’s beyond my professional capacity.

MARIA

It’ll be fun! You’d love it. Look at you – you look like you’d enjoy a dance.

DOCTOR

                      (laughing)

               I’m not much of a dancer, I’m afraid.

MARIA

Rubbish! You just haven’t heard the right music yet.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. CHURCH – DAY

Maria and various ATTENDEES, all in brightly coloured garb; swing music is playing; people are dancing. Maria is chatting with some of them.

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

My funeral – it’ll be a party, that’s for sure. And I’ll have it before I go. I’ll have some choice words for some people, you can count on that.

 

MISTER ROBERTS taps Maria on the shoulder. She turns around and they start talking.

 

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

Mister Roberts has been parking his car in front of my drive for thirteen years. I’ve tried to tell him, but he gives me a smile—

 

Mister Roberts smiles.

 

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

—and I find I can’t say anything at all.

DOCTOR (V.O.)

He sounds like a handsome man.

MARIA (V.O.)

Handsome? No. But charming. I would have liked to have known him better, in retrospect. But not Dorothy Winters.

 

Maria sees DOROTHY WINTERS across the room, young and beautiful, laughing with someone.

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

She was the girl next to me at work. Always had perfect hair. Always talked about it, on and on and on, judging me for not having the same. But at my funeral I’ll see her across the room—

 

Dorothy Winters is replaced by an older lady as Maria walks over and engages her.

 

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

—and she’ll be old and I’ll be old. And we’ll laugh and have a drink together.

DOCTOR (V.O.)

(chuckling)

Very forgiving of you.

MARIA (V.O.)

(lost in herself)

And then, when the time finally comes, they’ll all lift me up in the air, laughing and cheering, and I’ll be waving to them all, and I’ll step down into the coffin, a beautiful rose-glass thing, and I’ll softly go to sleep while the music plays and they keep dancing away.

 

It is as she describes.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE – DAY

 

DOCTOR

That sounds brilliant, Ms Myers. I’ll be sorry to miss it.

MARIA

I’m sorry on your behalf!

DOCTOR

You seem to have a clear idea of how you want it to be.

MARIA

I do.

(beat)

That’s how I want to go.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. BEDROOM – EVENING

MARIA (CONT’D, V.O.)

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

 

THE END

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