Script Lights Will Guide You Home

As part of our TV unit we have come to a decision that we will combine two of our scripts written by Gemma Burford and Gemma Bray. 
The script below is Gemma Bray's Lights Will Guide You Home

The Lights Will Guide You Home

EXT. ROAD OUTSIDE SCHOOL - AFTERNOON

WIDE SHOT of school as we hear the school bell sound. Schools out. CLOSE UPS of 2-3 children’s school bags, feet and excited faces as they all leave the school.
We hear mindless chatter about what they are going to do over the week end as they make their way to the LOLLIPOP MAN.(a man in his early 30’s, wearing his typical uniform of a bright yellow coat and his lollipop sign)
The LOLLIPOP MAN is exuberant and is HIGH FIVING the kids as they walk past. The majority of children have walked past but ONE STRAGGLER is trying to catch up.
STRAGGLER
Wait for me!

LOLLIPOP MAN
Hurry up kid, I don’t have all day.

CUT TO:

EXT. CULLOMPTON SERVICES M5 - LATE SUNDAY NIGHT

PAN OUT from Motorway Service sign to reveal the exterior of the building.
Silence. Nothing moving. Nothing to disturb the silence. Until a light appears by the entrance.
This is the lights of a FORD FOCUS arriving into the motorway service. The only thing moving.

INT. FORD FOCUS - EVENING

CLOSEUP: FUEL GAUGE on empty

REVEAL CLOSEUP: The driver, a middle-aged man, JORDAN, one eye on the gauge, the other looking on the road.

EXT. CULLOMPTON SERVICES M5 - LATE SUNDAY NIGHT

DOLLY SHOT: follow CAR as it pulls into the abandoned petrol station into number 5 bay.

LOW ANGLE: FEET slowly step out of the car and move to the front.

WIDE SHOT: A man approaches the side of the FOCUS and pops open the FUEL CAP with one hand, the other picking up the FUEL PUMP.

TWO MINUTES LATER:

JORDAN closes the cap and starts to walk to the other side of the CAR.

JORDAN
Where is everyone?

POV UNDER THE CAR: An ARM reaches out of the car and grabs JORDAN’S foot and pulls him under the car.

JORDAN screams.

DARKNESS

CUT TO

INT. ABANDONED HOUSE, NORTH COPSE – MONDAY EVENING

EXTREME CLOSEUP: EYES flicker open.

PAN OUT: It’s JORDAN.

JORDAN
Ouch! My head!

JORDAN takes in his surroundings.

JORDAN(CONT’D)
Hello? Is anyone there?
NO ANSWER.
The floorboards outside of the room creaks.

JORDAN swings his head towards the door.

JORDAN
(calling worryingly)
Hello?
Again NO ANSWER.

JORDAN tries to stand up but immediately his legs give way and he falls to the ground, BANG!

JORDAN
(Screamed)
HELP!
The door slowly creaks open, light appears through the crack.
FOLLOW: JORDAN gradually crawls to the open door.

CLOSEUP: JORDAN grabs hold of the handle and pushes himself up.
A SHADOW appears behind JORDAN as he is lifting himself up, it looks to be his SHADOW until it moves out of sync from the actions JORDAN is producing.
JORDAN walks along the corridor. He starts noticing little things that inform him of where he is.

CLOSEUP: A DOLLY. A FIRETRUCK. And a TEDDY. Children’s TOYS littered the floor.
He steps carefully along this corridor, walking towards the door marked ‘LOTTIE’S BEDROOM’ the same name as his daughter.

JORDAN
(confused)
Lottie?
The door creaks as he pushes it open.

INT. ‘LOTTIE’S BEDROOM’- MONDAY EVENING
PAN AROUND: The room was decorated for every little girl’s dream.
Pink WALLS. Pink CARPET. Pink BEDDING. Everything was pink.
In the BED there was a small figure, curled up into a BALL.
The DOOR slowly opens, this figure curls tighter, scared at the thought this person may harm her.
WIDE SHOT of DOORWAY: JORDAN steps into the room.

JORDAN
Hello?
NO ANSWER.

JORDAN slowly walks over to the bed. He crouches down by the side of the bed.

JORDAN
Are you OK?

LITTLE GIRL
(called gently)
Don’t hurt me, please.
He reaches out towards the figure and places his hand on her shoulder.

LITTLE GIRL
Daddy?

JORDAN
Daddy?
She slowly uncovers herself from her BALL. She sits up and looks at JORDAN.

LITTLE GIRL
You are my Daddy, right?

JORDAN
No?

LITTLE GIRL
But, but, he said he would
be right back.

JORDAN
I don’t know who you are sweetie,
but I don’t think I’m your Daddy.

LITTLE GIRL
(with tears in her eyes)
But you look EXACTLY like him.

JORDAN starts to slowly move away from this little girl.

JORDAN
Is your name Lottie?

LITTLE GIRL
Yes, it is? Why?

JORDAN
How old are you?

LOTTIE
Seven in March.

JORDAN
March the..

LOTTIE
Thirteenth?

JORDAN moves back even more, his hand reaching behind him for the door handle. He grabs it and pulls it open.

JORDAN
(spoke sternly)
What is this? Where am I?

LOTTIE looked at him confusingly

JORDAN
Stop playing jokes with me!

LOTTIE
(spoke angrily)
But I’m not! I’m your daughter!

JORDAN turned around and walked hurriedly out of the door, just as he’s about to leave, LOTTIE shouts out pleadingly.
LOTTIE
DADDY!

TO BE CONTINUED
Written by:
Gemma Bray