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A Short Film Written By
Geoffrey A. Citron
Geoffrey A. Citron
It was unusually cold that autumn
she came back...
EXT. LONELY ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
An empty city alleyway at midnight. The hum of streetlights.
Scattered trash. A soft wind blows.
ANDREW LARSON (28) bums down the alleyway with his head hung
low and no destination in sight.
The wind grows stronger. He bundles up.
... and when I felt that first
chill kiss my neck, I should have
known she was there.
He trots in silence for a beat. Then-
A FAINT WHISPER. He stops in his tracks.
Nothing. He shrugs it off. Then-
He spins around. No one in sight.
Nothing. From further down the alley we hear-
Why aren’t you here Andrew?
His face goes white. He recognizes the voice. Chases after
Where are you?!
I’m waiting Andrew... I’m
Andrew trips and hits the ground hard. Looks out to the empty
alleyway and barely manages to say-
INT. ANDREW & AIMEE’S APARTMENT - FLASHBACK
A beautiful brunette with porcelain skin and high cheekbones
lovingly kisses Andrew. Her name is AIMEE HANNIGAN (24) --
the love of his life.
The two roll around in bed. Giggle. Times couldn’t be better.
Andrew looks deep into her eyes. And then-
Andrew! Stay with me buddy...
MATCH CUT TO:
INT. ALL NIGHT DINER - MIDNIGHT
Andrew zones out with a cup of coffee in hand. Seated across
from him is his brother MICHAEL (21), a student-type with
... you’re zoning out on me again.
(deep in thought)
I’m sorry. I’ve been off lately.
You’ve been off a lot longer than
Andrew takes a beat. Then-
She loved the autumn time.
Michael sighs... Here we go again.
Yes Andrew, I remember...
I still talk to her you know?
That’s not crazy is it?
I guess not. I mean she’ll always
Yeah... what if I told you she’s
been talking back?
Michael’s at a loss of words.
Don’t look at me like that I’m
serious here. I’ve been hearing her
whispering at night.
You’ve got to let go Andrew.
It’s not like that. She’s there
Michael. She’s trying to tell me
something. Maybe there’s more to
what happened. The mix up in the
hospital. Maybe there’s more to the
Agitated, Michael tosses cash on the table and excuses
I can’t do this another night
Andrew, seriously I can’t. There
was a tragic accident. Aimee’s
gone. There’s nothing more to the
story. You just need to let go.
Michael wants to say more but can’t. He leaves his brother
alone with his thoughts.
Let go Andrew... Let go...
EXT. CITY PARK BENCH - FLASHBACK
Andrew sits on a stone park bench - watching dogs play in a
run. He notices a paper next to him. Reaches for it.
Another hand meets his. It’s Aimee.
Sorry I didn’t know this was yours.
It’s alright - not my paper. How
about we split it?
I can live with that.
Their eyes lock for a beat. Love at first sight.
I’m Aimee by the way.
EXT. CITY PARK BENCH - PRESENT
Andrew sits at the same park bench. A newspaper floats on the
ground before him. The entire park is empty. The paper’s
front page reads, “Unusually Cold Fall Has City Bundled Up”.
Andrew buries his face into his hands. Then-
Is that Andrew? Andrew Larson?
Andrew turns to find a MAN (48) sitting beside him. Where did
he come from?
I’m sorry do I know you?
Quit kidding around Larson. How’s
things? Cold for this time a year
I’m sorry I really think you have
the wrong person. I don’t know who
Your memory can’t be that bad - I’m
the senior citizen here. We just
ran into your girlfriend the other
day. Caught her show at the South
Now I know you have the wrong
person. My girlfriend passed away
six months ago.
The man’s face drops. He stands up offended.
If you wanted be alone you should
have just said so. What an awful
thing to say.
He walks away. Andrew chases after him.
I didn’t mean to be rude. I’m
telling you the truth. My
girlfriend died six months ago and
we’ve never met before. You have
the wrong person.
The man looks Andrew dead in the eye and calmly says-
There’s no mistake. You’re Andrew
Larson and your girlfriend is Aimee
Hannigan - she has a show at the
South End Theater. We live in the
same building and split cabs all
Andrew goes white at the mention of her name. Vertigo hits.
What did you... you saw her where?
EXT. SOUTH END THEATER - NIGHT
Andrew peers inside a small theater. Squints for a beat and
then finds a billing on the wall inside. It reads, “Aimee
Hannigan Solo Thursday Nights”.
His world spins around him.
EXT. MICHAEL’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Michael steps out of his walk-up apartment building bundled
in his bathrobe. Andrew’s hysterical.
Do you know what time it is?
She’s still alive. There was some
mistake. I think she has amnesia or
something. That’s why I keep
Michael looks up at his window then at his brother -- he’s
lost it. He directs his brother away from the building.
You came here to tell me this-?
She’s alive Mike. She has a solo
act at some theater. She’s alive!
That’s not possible Andrew. You
need to let go.
I’m tired of people telling me
that! It’s not impossible. There
could have been a mix up at the
Morgue. She could have had amnesia-
And then walked out of the hospital
to pursue a music career? Come on
I met a man. He saw her. I mean he
talked to her. I just spoke with
him an hour or so ago.
Andrew it’s 4 am. Anyone you talked
to was probably a hobo.
He wasn’t a hobo. He was a regular
Michael looks up at his window. The silhouette of a women
upstairs. Andrew notices.
I didn’t know you had a girlfriend?
Michael gets on the fence. Walks away from his brother.
This guy, whoever he is, maybe he’s
a grifter. Maybe this is what he
does. He saw the obit, waits a few
months, and takes advantage. Next
thing you know he’ll be asking you
for money. Just let go Andrew.
Michael leaves his brother in the cold.
Mike! I need you to believe me!
Where are you Andrew?
Andrew drags himself away. Head hung low. Alone.
INT. MICHAEL’S APARTMENT - SAME TIME
A woman we cannot see lies in Michael’s bed. He tells her
from the door-
He’s not ready at all to move on...
EXT. CITY PARK BENCH - NIGHT
A disheveled Andrew sits in the empty park -- waiting for
He unravels a newspaper clipping from his jacket. We can only
make out “Two Car Crash Claims The Lives of”.
EXT. CITY STREET - FLASHBACK
A TAXI CAB is crashed into a FOUR DOOR SEDAN.
An older TAXI DRIVER lays face down in a pool of blood.
In the Four-Door, a YOUNG MALE DRIVER lays face down.
Aimee’s on the passenger side, unconscious, bleeding in
Someone help us!
No one comes. Andrew holds Aimee close. Cries as she dies in
his arms. She looks up at him-
Let go Andrew...
EXT. CITY PARK BENCH - PRESENT
Andrew cries with the crumpled clipping in his hand. He
tosses it on the concrete. Throws a tantrum.
I take it you visited the theater.
Andrew looks up to find the Man -- smiling, more confidant
Andrew RUSHES HIM.
What the hell are you doing to me!?
Relax Andrew, you’re doing this to
yourself. Let go...
Of my coat that is.
Who are you?
Just trying to help. You would have
done the same.
What are you talking about? My
brother says you’re a con man. I
The Man laughs.
Your brother knows much more than
he’s letting you believe. There’s
more to this, Andrew. A bigger
What are you talking about?
Believe me, Andrew. I’m only trying
I don’t know what to believe.
Take your brother to the theater.
Show him the billing. Just
remember, he knows more than you
The Man walks away. Disappears into the fog of dusk.
Where are you going! What does my
brother have to do with anything!?
EXT. SOUTH END THEATER - JUST BEFORE DAYBREAK
An agitated and sleepless Michael waits in front of the
theater. Speed walks to his brother.
Okay I’m here. But seriously
Andrew, this is the last time.
After this you go and get yourself
This is the theater. This is where
she is. He told me to bring you
The man I saw... the man from the
That’s why you had me rush down
here? Life and death, Andrew? You
said life and death. The guy is
conning you. Taking you for a ride.
You really think so? Go take a look
inside the theater tell me what you
Michael reluctantly goes toward the glass door. Peers in for
a beat. Turns around.
There’s nothing in there Andrew.
The guy took you for a ride. You
need to get some help and just let
all of this go.
That’s... that’s impossible.
Go take a look for yourself.
There’s nothing in there. The place
isn’t even open yet.
What do you-?
Andrew rushes to the door. Looks inside. The place is empty.
He can’t believe it. Then-
Something catches his eye -- a sign he can’t make out. He
struggles to make out the words -- “Future Site of the Andrew
Larson Memorial Theater”.
He turns around. The streets are empty. Michael’s gone.
Michael? What’s going on?
He inside again. The sign clearly reads: “Future Site of the
Andrew Larson Memorial Theater”. Below is a picture of him
and Aimee during happier times.
He unravels the clipping from his coat. Reads the headline --
“Two Car Crash Claims the Lives of Musician Andrew Larson,
Fiance Aimee, Brother Michael, and Cab Driver”
The sounds of CARS CRASHING come from behind Andrew. He looks
up to find-
A Taxi slammed into a Four-Door.
The Taxi-Driver is the Man from earlier. Dead.
His brother Michael, the driver of the four door.
And on the ground next to the passenger side is Aimee and
Andrew -- bleeding, dying, and holding hands.
PARAMEDICS are on the scene. Michael’s already gone. The
Medics try to save Aimee and Andrew.
What’s the status of the girl?
She’s long gone. What about yours?
Almost gone but fighting hard. He’s
really holding on tight this one.
Andrew looks up to the heavens. Tears forming. Choking blood.
He realizes what’s going on.
You think he has a shot?
Andrew tightens his grip around Aimee’s hand. Slowly moves
his head to face her. She opens her eyes. They look lovingly
into each others eyes as they face death together.
Let go Andrew... Let go...
Her eyes close. She smiles.
Andrews eyes close. He smiles.
Their hands remain together for a beat. Then-
The paramedics cart our lovers away -- finally breaking their
FADE TO BLACK.