Bedroom Scenes

Ok, so I know this scene is set in a kitchen, but these moments of mis-communication and missed trains and all the things that fall through the cracks is the kind of thing I used to want to write about. I don't know now, what I want to write about. But these conversations still tug.

INT. KITCHEN - WITHERS HOME - NIGHT
Gill and Clare are eating dinner. Actually eating together.
Trout, peas, potatoes.

CLARE
This is me trying.
GILL
And it’s nice, right?
CLARE
Nice? Do you know that I think about killing myself on a regular basis, now?
GILL
I hear you and I’m validating you by saying that I think about it constantly, but the truth is this too shall pass.
CLARE
That I would too.
GILL
And then so would I, in an alcohol induced coma.

He grabs her hand.

GILL (CONT’D)
But we’re two rational, intelligent people that can overcome anything as long as we do it together. She takes her hand back to eat and takes a bite of food.
CLARE
You know, people who believe in God say things like God let our baby die to save her from something more horrible in the future.
GILL
I think we’ve reached our quota for horrible this year.
CLARE
We did. But maybe she was saved. From us raising her. We were going to raise her. We were her future.
So maybe there’s something wrong with us.
GILL
Why go there? Why not maybe there’s a meteor headed for earth? Or global warming? That’s pretty
horrible.
CLARE
Or, nuclear holocaust, I guess too?
GILL
Exactly.
CLARE
Tsunami?
GILL
We’re a little far from the beach, but good. Come on, one more.
CLARE
Divorce.

Gill, hurt.

GILL
Yeah. That too.
CLARE
I’m sorry.

Gill stands.

GILL
You coulda said red dwarf.
CLARE
You mean the sun burning out --
GILL
That’s pretty horrible too.

Gill walks out with his food. Clare drops her head.

(Thanks to JVH for sharing his screenplay Close to Me with me)