↓ TranscriptHer phone alarm goes off. RUBI Oh shoot, I’ve gotta run. Marie is expecting me back at the shop in five minutes, we’re getting stuff in for the blue moon next week and I’ve gotta help unload and find[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptRUBI Out in Los Angeles’ biggest heat wave since the 80’s, exactly the kind of date you want to go on. CLAY Oh, was this a date? RUBI Did I say date? CLAY You said date. RUBI I meant[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptWe pull back to see them plastered all over every telephone pole, side of building, and construction walkway in the area. Rubi is finishing stapling one to a wall, with Clay at her side also holding a stapler. Their[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptMARTIN Get in the kitchen and drink some Margaritas with me and Daisy. You two lovebirds have been at it all day. He shuffles into the kitchen. RUBI We’re not- he’s just- She looks over to Clay. CLAY After[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptRUBI We’re just finishing up, Martin. Should be out of your hair soon. MARTIN Oh I’m losing enough of it as it is, what’s a little more? He spots Clay. MARTIN Miss Whipple, is this your boyfriend? Very handsome![…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptRUBI In this line of work, you’d be surprised what lengths I’ve seen people go to cure a broken heart. CLAY Yeah, well the only broken heart you’re going to find is standing right here. So. RUBI Not the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptRUBI So you’re uh- you’re sure? No idea who would have done it? (coy) You don’t have any evil sorcerer enemies hanging around? He smiles. CLAY Not that I know of. RUBI You didn’t steal an ancient relic with[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptHe laughs. She rebuilds a part of the wall with a spell. RUBI Do you know uh- do you know why you were cursed? There’s a silence. RUBI Oh, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptEXT. MARTIN’S HOUSE – DAY The place looks a little less destroyed than when Rubi left it last. Not much. But a little. A voice from inside- CLAY Wow, I really made a mess, didn’t I? INT. MARTIN’S HOUSE[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
↓ TranscriptA youthful man, CLAY, 27, dark eyes and handsome, comes tumbling out. He scrambles across the floor until his back is to the counter. Rubbing his elbow and putting his fingers through his hair, he catches his breath. CLAY[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…