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Does It Matter?

by MeherazulAzim16


INT. A RESTURAUNT -- AFTERNOON

GALIB is 22. He is not obese but not too far from it. He's
sat opposite SABRINA, 22. She is pretty. One'd say Sabrina is
way out of his league. It's a blind date.

After a period of silence:

                      GALIB
          Why are you here? 

                      SABRINA
          Sorry? Why am I HERE or like in
          general?

                      GALIB
                (light laughter)
          Here.

                      SABRINA
          It's a date. 

                      GALIB
          A blind date. 

                      SABRINA
          Why is it called a blind date?

                      GALIB
                (distracted)
          Why, indeed..

                      SABRINA
          Ahem.. SO.

                      GALIB
                (Startled)
          So?

                      SABRINA
          So, why is it called blind date? 

                      GALIB
          It wasn't a rhetorical?

                      SABRINA
          It was, as a matter of fact. But
          since you're clearly not interested
          in the 'date aspects' of the
          afternoon, we might as well discuss
          why a blind date is called a blind
          date. 

                      GALIB
          Are you being passive-aggressive?
          You're not my girlfriend.

                      SABRINA
                (sarcastic)
          Astute observation.

------------------------------ 2. --------------------------

Galib takes the hit. And also a sip from the glass. 

                      SABRINA
          No, I really am interested in the
          nomenclature... (stares
          expectantly)

                      GALIB
          Google it?

Sabrina uses her phone.

                      GALIB
          What does it say?

                      SABRINA
          ETA 5 minutes.

                      GALIB
          Sorry?

                      SABRINA
          Oh that's my UBER. 

Galib looks at his watch.

                      GALIB
          O..K. 

                      SABRINA
          You looked at your watch. 

                      GALIB
          I looked at my watch.

                      SABRINA
          Why did you look at your watch?.

                      GALIB
          Just quenching my desire to knoweth
          the time. 

Unimpressed stare from Sabrina.

                      SABRINA
                (mocking)
          Knoweth..

                      GALIB
          I know. I'm just fucking with you. 
        

                      SABRINA
          Well, it doesn't matter now, does
          it? 

Awkward silence.

------------------------------ 3. --------------------------

                      GALIB
          I just wanted to keep track of how
          long we got left. 

Sabrina does not react.

                      GALIB
                (looking down)
          Truth is, I think you're pretty and
          witty.

Sabrina tries to seem dismissive at first but she listens
attentively.

                      GALIB
                (contd.)
          And I wish I didn't blow this. I
          regret it already. I wanted to
          prolong the hurt of regret by
          counting the seconds. Because
          that's what I do. I like to feel
          the hurt. But I'd also love to be
          loved. Isn't that why we're both
          here?

                      SABRINA
          Think so.

                      GALIB (beginning to stutter)
          And what then? So, someone loves
          me. GOOD FOR THEM, eh? Good that
          they get themselves to love someone
          in the first place. 

                      SABRINA
          To clarify.. you can't get yourself
          to LOVE? 

                      GALIB
          I love my PlayStation. 

                      SABRINA
          I love my cousin.

Galib gets a little uncomfortable.

                      SABRINA
          Joke, kiddo. Settle down. And you
          don't LOVE your PlayStation the
          way-- 

                      GALIB
          Really?

                      SABRINA
          Ok. Maybe you do. Fuck.

Awkward silence. Again. 

------------------------------ 4. --------------------------

Sabrina looks at her phone.

                      GALIB
                (runs out of air by the
                 end of the dialogue)
          ETA 3 minutes? *coughs*

Sabrina puts the phone down on the table. Crosses her arms.

                      SABRINA
          Something like that.

                      SABRINA
                (contd.)
          Why are you here?

                      GALIB
                (sighs, shows lack of
                 mental energy)
          I don't know.. 

                      SABRINA
          Ok, calling UBER was rude on my
          part. You didn't blow it alone.
          Takes two. 

Sabrina sounds sincere here but also trivial. Leans forward.

                      SABRINA
          I'm sorry.

                      GALIB
          Well, GOOD for you.. (immediately
          regrets but doesn't say anything)

Silence. Regret fills the atmosphere. Galib observes the
tablecloth, holding a faux-smile and maybe holding back a
couple tears.

Sabrina takes a deep breath. 

                      SABRINA
                (tries to sound naive)
          SO. 

Galib looks up.

                      GALIB
          So.

                      SABRINA
          Why are you here?

                      GALIB
                (rather amused)
          Fuck.

------------------------------ 5. --------------------------

                      SABRINA
                (happier)
          I know. 

                      GALIB
                (looking at his watch)
          We are nearly out of time.

                      SABRINA
          Proceed, Mr Obvious.

                      GALIB
          Okay.. Short version. It's partly
          because I couldn't take any more of
          Cait's nagging..

It cracks Sabrina up. CAIT is the mutual friend. 

                      GALIB
                (contd.)
          But I wouldn't have agreed to the
          setup if part of me didn't want it.
          I'm just so tired all the time.
          Tired and lonely. It took me a while
          before I conjure up the energy to open
          myself up to something like a date.

                      SABRINA
          That sucks.

                      GALIB
                (contd.)
          Ya. Anyway, I like to think Cait
          wouldn't have minded if I said no.
          I tend to Pavlov my friends with
          disappointment early on. 

                      SABRINA
          Is that what you've been doing to
          me the whole afternoon?

                      GALIB
          What do you mean the whole
          afternoon.. We've been here ten
          minutes. 

                      SABRINA
                (teasing)
          Really? I swear it felt longer. 

                      GALIB
                (chuckles a little)
          No shit, Sabrina.

Silence but not awkward. Rather satisfying. 

Galib looks at his watch. 

------------------------------ 6. --------------------------

                      GALIB
                (sighs)
          It should be time.

                      SABRINA
          I didn't get any specific results.
          Other than the obvious ones. 

                      GALIB
          What do you mean?

                      SABRINA
          I mean, I felt stupid the moment I
          hit GO. Of course it's called a
          blind date. We go in blind. Most of
          the times, we come out blind
          because we don't know what the fuck
          just happened. Other than that, I
          don't know.

Pause. If it ain't broke, don't cut it. 

                      GALIB
                (disbelief)
          Ok. Are you kidding me? No. You're
          a schemer. I'm in a blind date with
          a master manipulator.

                      SABRINA
          Does it matter? 

                      GALIB
                (amusement and disbelief)
          I hate you.  

                      SABRINA 
          I know.

                      GALIB
                (contd. a little angry)
          SO much.

                      SABRINA 
          Wanna ditch this place?

                      GALIB
          Where do we go from here?

They walk out of the place. Locking arms, perhaps
surprisingly, but that's not the focus of the shot.

Sabrina receives a text. 

                      GALIB
          It's the UBER driver, isn't it...

                      SABRINA 
                (joking manner)
          Oh ya, definitely.

------------------------------ 7. --------------------------

Sabrina takes a quick glance at the screen. The screen isn't
shown. There's a hint of worry in her face. They keep walking.

                      SABRINA 
          Ya, no, it's just Cait asking how
          it went. 

                      GALIB
          Sure. Tell her it went to shit.

                      SABRINA 
          Funny, cause it did.

They walk off into the crowd.

The end.
           
          

                      

                       
           
           
          


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Woah... this is pretty great. I love how it started off as kind of a bad blind date and lead to well something good I assume. The fact that they see love as something good, but also like in a joke sort of. It's quite great that there really isn't much context to the beginning and not much to end it off. It leaves the reader-- and maybe (?) the watcher since it's supposed to be some sort of script -- to really think what lead them to be there and what happened after they walked into the crowd. I enjoy the little bit of information you get about how they look, fabulous. Their sense of comedy is nice since most people these days find those things funny, as do I.

All of this stated above makes a very good script, and actually enjoyable to read. Most scripts don't make much sense since they don't add as much detail in between the lines of dialogue. You did the exact opposite of that. I'm sad that I will always wonder what happened to them, but I know that much be the point. I can't wait to see what else you write. I haven't looked at your profile yet to see if you've written more or any scripts-- but I will definitely be reading them. No. Words.

Astounding job.

_ from your friend,
@PlainandSimple _

:)






Thanks for the review, Plain!




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