Screenplay – Adrienne Wilson

ADAPTATION of my novel “Where” to screenplay Day 2

Posted on May 22, 2023 by Adrienne in Uncategorized

Where I Laid Me Down To Sleep by Adrienne Wilson

You can find the characters Brittany and her therapist Tasha here in the novel: https://www.wattpad.com/30927602-where-i-laid-me-down-to-sleep-epilogue/page/3

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3. INT. LOBBY CLINIC. DAY.

Tasha meets BRITTANY 14 and her MOTHER 45 in the lobby. She leads them back to her office where they both sit down on the couch. Brittany’s eyes are hollow. She stares blankly into space. Her mother is deeply tanned and wrinkled before her time. She seems like an 80 year old. They have been referred by the school counselor to the clinic where Tasha works pro-bono.

TASHA

(eyes looking deeply at both of them, back and forth)

What brings you in?

MOTHER

I can’t help her. I can’t raise a grandchild at this time in my life.

BRITTANY

(sinking back into the pillows, slight tears beginning to well up)

TASHA

(eyes on Brittany)

I understand.

BRITTANY

(barely audible)

I love him.

TASHA

(looks at Brittany)

Can we bring the boy and his family into next session?

MOTHER

(harshly)

No way. I have already spoken to his father myself and he’s going to college. He doesn’t want anything to do with this baby.

TASHA

Have the children spoken about this?

MOTHER

No, I don’t want her to ever see him again. She is going to take care of this and that is final.

TASHA

Their are options for her.

MOTHER

No, there aren’t.

TASHA

I’d like to see Brittany alone for the rest of the session.

MOTHER

Why?

TASHA

Because I need to speak with her.

MOTHER

(exits, slamming door in a huff)

TASHA

Are you okay Brittany?

BRITTANY

No.

TASHA

There are lots of options for you to choose from, honey.

BRITTANY

I just want to be with him.

TASHA

I know.

BRITTANY

He doesn’t even care.

TASHA

I know it must feel like that.

BRITTANY

He told me he loved me.

TASHA

Have you seen him again?

BRITTANY

He doesn’t want to.

He said he never wanted to see me again, and that his father was really angry with him

TASHA

(tears start to well, up, close in on her eyes)

Honey, I’m so sorry.

BRITTANY

(in tears, reaches for Kleenex tissues)

I guess I’m going to have to do what my mom wants.

TASHA

I’d like it if you could bring he and his father in, Brittany.

BRITTANY

They won’t.

TASHA

I think that seeing them might be one of your options, and there are others.

BRITTANY

I don’t have any options.

TASHA

Yes you do, honey.

BRITTANY

I don’t feel like it.

TASHA

(gets brochures from her desk)

I’m going to refer you to a few places I know of.

BRITTANY

I just want to be with him.

TASHA

I know, honey.

I’m going to go get your Mom to come back in.

Tasha goes back to lobby where her next client is waiting, to retrieve Brittany’s mother who seems calmer. They walk down the hall and she hisses harshly.

MOTHER

I know why she wanted this. Her sister is having a baby.

TASHA

Is she?

Brittany looks at her mother as the two of them return, crumpled tissues all over the couch, she sweeps them into a pile.

BRITTANY

I want my family. I want my Dad back.

MOTHER

He’s not coming back, Brittany. You are going to have to get used to Justin, he is my boyfriend, and you are going to have to get used to the fact that your sister Mary is twenty one and responsible for herself.

TASHA

Adaptation of my Novel “Where I Laid Me Down To sleep” to screenplay

Posted on May 19, 2023 by Adrienne in Uncategorized

I wrote the novel during NaNoWriMo 2013, and just now looking back at it. In the way that we look back at pages, so, the rewrite is to film. Novel is always easiest for me in many ways, because scripts are like haiku poems in a way. Anyway this book is intact at 50,000, and I wrote it over in Wattpad that year. So it is set in 1981, in Los Angeles, much of it. It’s a love story that has a tragic end, and is a Greek Tragedy in true Aristotle’s Poetics style. Here goes!

xxoo!

Adrienne

You can see the novel here: https://www.wattpad.com/28740536-where-i-laid-me-down-to-sleep

Where I Laid Me Down To Sleep

1 EXT. CAROUSEL SANTA MONICA PIER. DAY.

The carousel, empty, spins in black and white, fast, then slowing to a stop. Music, poignant and soft. An adult woman stands on a pier, alone, she is 50ish. We hear this voiceover, in a male voice, character is Tim speaking.

Sometimes staying alive is the hardest thing that you will ever have to do. Love can kill a person. Too much love or the wrong kind of love, or not enough love. That’s what I know now. And that’s what almost happened to Natasha Evergreen. She almost died.

2. EXT. CAMERA OBSCURA SANTA MONICA. DAY

TASHA 50 stands inside the Camera and spins the giant plate like magic looking at the landscape. Suddenly she sees herself at 22, locked in a kiss with JOHN SANDMAN on the pier, arms around each other, deep in love. She spins it again and sees herself with her mother as a young girl about to go to college.

3 INT. TASHA/MOTHER APT. BARRINGTON. DAY

TASHA 22 and her MOTHER 50 argue in apartment on Barrington. Tasha is in her second semester at JC, studying Art. Her mother thinks college is a waste of time. Tasha has quit her job and moved home, broken up with first love to go to school. A dream she wants to fulfill, on her own.

MOTHER

What good is this education going to be, anyway?

TASHA

(sighs)

It’s what I want, Mom.

MOTHER

Life isn’t always going to be about what you want, Tasha. Mine hasn’t been.

TASHA

(sighing – very frustrated)

I know, Mother

Tasha makes for the rooftop balcony to get some air, thousands of birds cartwheel through the puffy Spring clouds and the massive towers glisten silvery. She can breathe. Her mother follows her to the balcony.

MOTHER

You have got to stop wearing your heart on your sleeve. You have got to stop being such a dreamer.

TASHA

(shakes her head, looks down at her wrist where a magic heart seems to float above it)

Okay, Mom. But, I’m so excited.

MOTHER

What good is school going to do for you, anyway?

TASHA

It’s going to be everything.

MOTHER

Where are you going to work?

TASHA

I’ll find something part time.

MOTHER

You have always done just what you wanted, Tasha.

TASHA

No, I haven’t.

MOTHER

Yes, you have.

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 23

Posted on June 10, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenplay, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*adaptation of my novel to FILM

(for Walter Halsey Davis, of the SB Writers Conference)

*note on sound for Christina, scene in bath with too many pills –

INT. CHRISTINA BATHROOM. TUB. Ghastly Brittle White Light

Christina slumps in the tub, she has swallowed so many pills, she is senseless. Memories of Jax and she, happy, at work, the absence of Jax. She does not know how to go on. She manages to get up, and stumbles to her bedroom. Looks at her wedding dress. Camera lingers on her hands smoothing the fabric, symbolism of the lace. She holds it up to the mirror, studies her face, fallen, all hope gone. Everything gone.

FLASHBACK

Christina and Jax eloping, her mother’s face a mask of cruelty.

CHRISTINA MOTHER

Don’t expect any help from us, Christina

You made your bed and now you have to lie in it

one of mine, an image of Christina, mood as she is at lowest ebb.

Christina manages to fold the wedding dress, replaces it in layers of tissue paper, before she collapses on the bed. She swallows the last of the pills.

TEENIE

Finds her mother passed out, in bed. Teenie is scared, when she cannot rouse her.

Mom wake up.

(in tears)

Mom

(whispers in her mother’s ear)

Mom wake up.

Takes her mother’s hand and notices a tiny freckle. Christina’s hand is ice cold.

Mom wake up, please

Please Mom

(close in on Teenie’s tears falling on her mother’s hand)

Please mommy don’t leave me alone

Teenie places on of her hands on her own heart, and another on her mother’s heart, barely beating under the thin bathrobe.

TEENIE

Heart I need you to speak to Mommy

I need your heart to talk to my heart, Mom

Please talk to my heart Mom

CHRISTINA

(eyes fluttering)

TEENIE

Mom I was so worried

CHRISTINA

(tears, seeing her daughter, blurred as through gauze)

Oh honey

TEENIE

I love you so much Mom

CHRISTINA

I love you too

You’re my little girl

You’ll always be my little girl Teenie

Always and forever

You mean everything in the world to me

TEENIE

(wraps her arms around her mother)

The two of them lie quietly in the brilliant white light, no longer garish, we pull back until two small figures, in the light

INT. GRANDPA/GRANDMA JESS. KITCHEN. WARM GOLDEN LIGHT.

Grandma Jess, bustles in her old fashioned kitchen cracking eggs for omlettes. She is making three different kinds, their favorites. She’s been so worried about Devlin, and so glad to see the pup and effect it has had on the boy.

GRANDMA JESS

He has such a sweet soul Jess. The dearest boy in all the world.

GRANDPA JESS

(reading the paper)

How’s that pup doing this morning, son?

DEVLIN

(smiling and laughing, cuddles pup)

He’s great. I think he’s going to chew up everything I own though. All my shirts.

GRANDPA JESS

(bursts out laughing at the antics of pup squiggling)

DEVLIN

Guess what I named him?

GRANDPA JESS

I knew you’d figure out a name pretty soon Dev

DEVLIN

Brownie

GRANDPA JESS

Well son, I don’t think I could have come up with a better one myself. He does resemble a brownie doesn’t he?

DEVLIN

(hands the pup to his grandfather)

GRANDPA JESS

(pup squiggling and licking his face, chews his shirt collar)

A pup is a pup is a pup. And this pup has all the energy in the world

DEVLIN

Today is going to be his first day at the beach. Grandpa

GRANDPA JESS

Guess you have to get him used to it, son

GRANDMA JESS

(brings out a little red collar and leash for Brownie)

I thought red would make a good contrast to his fur. Think he’ll like it?

DEVLIN

It looks great Grandma. Your first little collar Brownie

(Devlin tries it on him, while Grandma Jess finds two dishes for water and the pup’s food)

GRANDMA JESS

He’s such a little dear isn’t he?

GRANDMA JESS

All right my dears, what sort of omlette would you like this morning. We have spinach and cheese or mushrooms and cheese or just plain cheese, or nothing at all except egg. What shall it be?

DEVLIN

Cheese for me

GRANDPA JESS

Spinach and cheese

GRANDMA JESS

(secretly teaching Devlin how to cook)

Devlin will you help me with the spinach?

(uplift, happy music, as the two of them make the omlettes, a golden sizzle)

DEVLIN

(begins to tell his grandparents about Teenie)

I met a girl on the beach the other day

A really special girl

(hugs Brownie on his lap)

I can’t wait to show Brownie to her because I think she might love him too

GRANDMA JESS

Why Devlin, that’s wonderful

What is she like son?

DEVLIN

I think she might be an artist. Or a writer. She was crying the first day I saw her

GRANDMA JESS

Do you know why?

DEVLIN

Sort of. She sort of told me how sad she was since her dad had been gone

GRANDMA JESS

Where did he go?

DEVLIN

She said he had to leave the village to search for a job

He used to be a reporter for the paper, Grandpa

GRANDPA JESS

(loud sigh)

I’m surprised that industry is still in business in America, after what they have done to all those poor people. I’m sorry to hear that son.

(shakes his head back and forth)

Making a little girl cry because her father had to leave town to look for another job

GRANDMA JESS

I’m glad you met a new friend Devlin. What else have you found out about her?

DEVLIN

Not too many things so far, she has beautiful hair, though

You should see the way it looks when the sun shines on it

GRANDPA JESS

(smiling ear to ear looking at Grandma Jess, twinkling)

It sounds like the day I first saw your grandmother, Devlin. I had my harmonica with me that day, though. I thought she had the prettiest smile I had ever seen.

GRANDMA JESS

Oh Jess, let the boy finish his breakfast now

She sounds like a very nice girl, Devlin. I’d love to get the chance to meet her.

GRANDPA JESS

(winks at Devlin)

GRANDMA JESS

When you get to know her a little better maybe she’d like to come for dinner?

DEVLIN

Okay Grandma. One of these days maybe I’ll ask her. I want her to meet the two of you, too. But first I just want her to meet Brownie.

GRANDPA JESS

(smiling)

You go on then son

DEVLIN

(cradling the squiggling pup, pulling on Dev’s collar)

I’m not going to have any shirts left at all

(the three of them laughing)

We’re going to my castle. You’ll see Brownie.

*to page 158 in novel, Chapter “Chances”

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 22

Posted on June 9, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*adaptation my novel to film

(for Walter Halsey Davis, of the SB Writers Conference)

INT. DEVLIN DREAMING. NIGHT

Devlin cuddles his new puppy, sleeping peacefully, not fitfully as other nights. A quiet and beautiful dream of Tut and Teenie on the beach, montage clear blue sky, hawk circling, exquisite ocean waves, clean beauty of the sea

GRANDMA JESS

Stands watching him at the door to his bedroom, her face soft, she has been concerned, tonight different, she is grateful for the pup calming his sleep, no nightmares

INT. CHRISTINA BEDROOM. DIM BLUE LIGHT

CHRISTINA

(to the ceiling)

Jax why did you have to leave me?

(runs a bath, swallows the first of what will be many pills)

(looks at self in mirror, as if she can’t recognize herself, close in, pasty white face, lost eyes)

Why is life so hard?

Jax, why did you leave?

FLASHBACK

Christina in her male Doctors Office, he sits listening to her.

CHRISTINA

My nerves are like glass

DOCTOR

(pulling out many random samples, writing prescriptions, no care to take a proper history)

Let me give you some of these, and these

(close in on pill bottle after pill bottle)

CHRISTINA

Sometimes I feel like a window that has shattered into a million tiny pieces and no one will ever be able to put me back together again.

DOCTOR

Take these, you’ll feel better in a day or two

INT. PRESENT. BATH. GHASTLY WHITE LIGHT

CHRISTINA

(in the bath, memories)

Montage of Jax asking her to marry him, slipping ring on her finger, her wedding dress

JAX

Christina, I will love you forever and ever

CHRISTINA

(effects of pills taking hold, she slips under the water several times)

If something happens to me who will take care of Teenie?

Who will take care of my little girl?

(she swallows more pills)

INT. DEVLIN BEDROOM. MORNING. HAPPY LIGHT

GRANDMA JESS

Wake up sleepyhead

DEVLIN

(smiling, to puppy, cuddling him, laughing)

Hey little guy are you okay?

(puppy licking his chin, pulling collar of his pajamas)

Hey quit that

Hey cut that out

(puppy barking and lunging, full of life)

What am I going to do with you?

You nut

GRANDMA JESS

(smiling at the antics)

Come on downstairs, Devlin. I’ll get breakfast ready. Have you decided what to name him yet?

DEVLIN

I’m working on it, Grandma.

You little monster

Brownie. i think I’ll name you after my favorite dessert because that’s what you look like that to me.

DEVLIN

(yelling and happy)

He’s Brownie, Grandma!

(Devlin hugging puppy, heads downstairs to breakfast)

I’m taking you to the beach right after breakfast

*chapter is Sleepytime to page 146 in the novel

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 21

Posted on June 8, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenplay, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*adaptation of my novel for film

(for Walter Halsey Davis of the SB Writers Conference)

Chapter “Love Tokens” page 134, in the novel

EXT. HONEYGARTEN HOUSE. AFTERNOON

Teenie at Honeygarten’s gate, Melloman wagging his tail, happy to see her again.

TEENIE

(softly to Melloman)

Wait til I tell Mr. Honeygarten about Devlin

Look what he gave me, Melloman

(pulls Devlin’s rose out of her pocket)

I met a boy Melloman. I met the cutest boy.

INT. HONEYGARTEN PARLOR. GOLDEN LIGHT

(Teenie knocking on his door, entering)

HONEYGARTEN

Would you like a cup of tea, my dear

I’m afraid I haven’t got any of those special teacakes but I might have some cookies about

(catches sight of the rose in Teenie’s hand)

Oh my what a lovely rosebud that is

TEENIE

A boy gave it to me

HONEYGARTEN

He did?

TEENIE

(shyly hands the rose to Mr. Honeygarten)

His name is Devlin

It’s a little like your roses

HONEYGARTEN

(thinking of Claire, but present)

That it is, Teenie.

TEENIE

(at china cabinet, getting the tea things for the two of them)

These are so beautiful Mr. Honeygarten

Which spoon would you like?

HONEYGARTEN

I’ll let you choose, dear

Would you like to tell me about Devlin, my dear?

TEENIE

I think so Mr. Honeygarten. He’s the nicest boy I ever met

HONEYGARTEN

Why, that’s wonderful

Where dd you meet him?

TEENIE

He built a castle out of driftwood

HONEYGARTEN

He did?

TEENIE

It’s magical

HONEYGARTEN

It is? What was magical Teenie, dear?

TEENIE

Everything I guess. Mostly the shell though.

HONEYGARTEN

The shell?

TEENIE

The beautiful abalone shell he left for me that very first day

HONEYGARTEN

Oh my, that sounds very intriguing

TEENIE

I left him a little note

HONEYGARTEN

I see

TEENIE

He left me a note too

HONEYGARTEN

He did?

TEENIE

It was a feather

HONEYGARTEN

How extraordinary

My dear I once gave Claire a feather

She used to wear it in her hat

TEENIE

She did?

HONEYGARTEN

Let me show you something dear

(on the table beside him, a stack of ancient journals and letters, he reaches for one and puts on his spectacles)

This my dear is the first poem I ever wrote to Claire

TEENIE

You wrote poems to her?

HONEYGARTEN

(smiling, wistfully, dearly)

I did but I was only a lad and I don’t suppose they were terribly good Teenie

She seemed to like them though, my dear

TEENIE

(reaches to take a letter, petals fly out)

You wrote poems to her

HONEYGARTEN

I did. Sometimes it was the only way I knew how to speak to her. I was quite in awe of her, actually

TEENIE

(quietly sipping the tea, lost in thought, close in on her face)

(sounds of an old grandfather clock ticking)

HONEYGARTEN

She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, Teenie. I was a bit afraid of her, I expect. Because of that.

TEENIE

How was she beautiful?

HONEYGARTEN

Her hair, my dear

TEENIE

(thinking of what Devlin had said)

Her hair?

HONEYGARTEN

That was only one thing. I felt that everything about Claire was beautiful

HONEYGARTEN

(takes a locket from his pocket)

Look my dear

TEENIE

(looks at the perfect curl inside)

HONEYGARTEN

I’ve carried it always

TEENIE

She gave that to you?

HONEYGARTEN

I asked for it my dear

(smiles, laughs a bit)

Of course that was many poems later, you see?

In the days that Claire and I were young, that was the sort of thing people did. I expect it might seem quite strange to you, but for us it was a love token

TEENIE

(puzzles at concept of love tokens, intrigued)

Mr. Honeygarten? Would you read me one of your poems for Claire?

HONEYGARTEN

I thought you would never ask

(recites a love poem)

I worked on that for quite some time before I dared to give it to her, my dear. I wanted it to be just perfect

TEENIE

Is a poem like a love token Mr. Honeygarten?

HONEYGARTEN

(nods)

(the two of them begin to look in all his old sketchbooks of his drawings of Claire, and all her hats)

(smiling)

She had so many of those. One hat for each day it seemed

TEENIE

Can a love token be a rose?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes Teenie. I was especially thinking of this poem.

TEENIE

(watching as he unfolds a poem with a rose petal inside)

HONEYGARTEN

She once put a rose in my lapel. I have saved this petal all these long years

TEENIE

I’m going to save my rose like that too

(puts Devlin’s rose in her pocket)

Do you think it might be a love token?

HONEYGARTEN

I daresay it was my dear. And I expect the feather he left for you was as well

*establishing first crush for young teens

*to page 140 in my novel Heart of Clouds

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 20

Posted on June 7, 2022June 7, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenplay, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

(for Walter Halsey Davis of the Santa Barbara Writers Conference)

*adaptation of my novel to screenplay p. 125, Chapter “Lost Worlds”

INT. HONEYGARTEN HOUSE. AFTERNOON LIGHT

Mr. Honeygarten climbs the stairs to his attic where an old trunk resides. It’s full of all his earliest sketchbooks, and letters from Claire. He intends to explain feelings to Teenie, by showing her some of the love letters. Stairs creak, as he moves slowly up to the top. He sits on an old chair and opens the trunk full of memories.

HONEYGARTEN

(tears, looking at her picture)

My dearest Claire

(shudders with emotion)

My dearest, dearest Claire

(his hands tremble as he opens a poem he wrote to her, and an ancient dried rose petal falls to the floor)

FLASHBACK

Images of Claire and Mr. Honeygarten very young, walking by a rose bower, and she places a rose in his lapel

VOICEOVER

A love letter is the most important letter any person can ever receive because they are the most beautiful sorts of letters in the world. A love letter can never, ever die. Not ever. Once you open a love letter that has been written in handwriting it will live forever just as it was penned, by the person who wrote it.

HONEYGARTEN

(slowly looking at all their teenage letters, lost in memories, speaking to Claire’s ghost)

What do you think Teenie will say, Claire?

I was so shy as a boy I could barely ask you to take my hand

EXT. BEACH. AFTERNOON

Teenie and Devlin sit cross legged on the sand, talking, Teenie listening to every word Devlin says, while holding hands. Devlin speaks about all the plastic in the sea, and that he is concerned with what girls seem to be doing, injecting themselves with plastic.

DEVLIN

I can’t figure out why they keep trying to change themselves. They looked fine to me just the way they were.

TEENIE

(looks away shyly, but likes the warmth of his hand holding hers)

DEVLIN

(walking her home, hand in hand)

When can I see you again?

TEENIE

(shyly)

Tomorrow?

DEVLIN

(walking backward down the street, not wanting to say goodbye)

TEENIE

Bye

DEVLIN

See you tomorrow

INT. TEENIE APT. DIM LIGHT

Teenie passes Christina asleep on the couch, to the endless drone of the newscasters, decides to go back to Mr. Honeygartens, he is alive to her, not the dim silence of her mother

EXT. AFTERNOON. GRANDPA JESS TRUCK.

Grandpa Jess has gone to town and come back with a surprise for Devlin, a tiny Chocolate lab puppy, curled in a cardboard box.

GRANDMA JESS

(beaming and smiling at her husband)

Oh Jess, what are we going to name him?

GRANDPA JESS

That’s Devlin’s job sweetheart

GRANDMA JESS

Oh Jess, look at him

GRANDPA JESS

Isn’t he cute?

GRANDMA JESS

He looks like a chocolate malt ball

GRANDPA JESS

He does doesn’t he. He’ll be good for the boy. I think he really needs a companion to help him get through this time, sweetheart.

GRANDMA JESS

I’ve been so worried about him Jess

GRANDPA JESS

(enfolds her in a hug)

I know sweetheart, he doesn’t say much

DEVLIN

(comes into kitchen where his grandparents are smiling and giggling)

GRANDPA JESS

Got something for you son

GRANDMA JESS

(beaming with mirth)

Devlin why don’t you go out to the truck and take a look

DEVLIN

What is it?

GRANDPA JESS

You’ll see son

GRANDMA JESS

Oh Devlin, wait til you

GRANDPA JESS

(takes her hand)

Shush….

Go on now Devlin. Go see

DEVLIN

(races out to truck, and finds the pup curled up in an old towel in the cardboard box)

Look at you

(cuddles squiggling pup in his arms)

GRANDPA JESS

(the two of them stand watching, eyes twinkling)

Well son, you’d best be thinking up a name for that little fellow, don’t you think?

DEVLIN

Oh thank you, thank you. I could never have a puppy in the city

GRANDPA JESS

Well you can now. Labradors love the beach

GRANDMA JESS

You can teach him to swim with you, Dev

PUPPY

(chewing on the plaid shirt collar of Devlin’s)

You little devil

GRANDPA JESS

He’s going to be a handful, son

The best kind of handful

DEVLIN

(embracing the puppy)

I love him already, Grandpa

I don’t even know what to call him

GRANDPA JESS

(smiling)

It’ll come to you Devlin

Did I ever tell you about my first dog?

DEVLIN

No, grandpa I don’t think you ever did

GRANDPA JESS

I don’t think there was ever a better friend than old Tobias. My dad got him for me when I was about your age. Old Toby.

That name will come to you son. Maybe by tonight.

DEVLIN

(to the puppy in his arms)

Wait til Teenie sees you, just wait

*to page 134 in my novel – “Love Tokens”

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 19

Posted on June 5, 2022June 5, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenplay, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*screenplay adaptation of my novel, Heart of Clouds for kids

*Chapter “Lost Worlds” p. 119

EXT. BEACH. MORNING.

Devlin makes his way down the beach crying at all the plastic waste, while Tut watches.

INT. TEENIES APT. BLUE DIM LIGHT.

Christina lies on the couch in a ball surrounded by her prescriptions, watching the news of The Wave. Newscasters show images of all the plastic inside the stomachs of birds and fish eating microplastics. She cries feeling powerless, looks at all her bottles.

CHRISTINA

(whispers to ceiling)

I don’t want to really be on all of these pills

EXT. BEACH. MORNING.

Devlin kicks at the mound of plastic bottles.

Why is everyone so lost? Why is everyone taking all of these pills anyway?

FLASHBACK

Devlin and his father at the doctor’s office, as the doctor wants to prescribe something for him after his mother’s death.

DEVLIN

I don’t need those. I can get through this alone Dad

(Devlin skateboarding, wipes away tears)

TEENIE

(watching Devlin through the cracks in the driftwood hut)

Devlin parts the seaweed curtain, and stands in doorway

It’s you isn’t it?

DEVLIN

It’s me.

TEENIE

DEVLIN

(grinning)

So do want to go for a walk?

TEENIE

Okay

DEVLIN

(they step out into the sun)

Wow.

TEENIE

What?

DEVLIN

Your hair

TEENIE

Is it okay?

DEVLIN

It’s so beautiful

TEENIE

It is?

DEVLIN

I wish you could see it the way I can, backlit against the sun like that

TEENIE

(smiles shyly)

DEVLIN

(reaches to hold her hand, close in on fingers curling)

Come on. I want to show yout he place i found the abalone. All the best shells wash up there.

OCEAN CREATURES

(a cacophony as they say)

He found her Tut!

DOLPHINS

He found her Tut!

VOICEOVER BLUE WHALE

(whale sounding, tail flapping)

The whales began to sound all over the world and all the penguins were dancing too, they spread the message to the polar bears, who spread the message to the eagles, who spread the message to the wolves, who carried the message to the deer, who carried the message to the cattle, who carried the message across the prairies, who sent it to the swallows, who flew it to the tadpoles, who carried it to a trout, who told the butterflies.

(we see all the animals resound with happiness that Devlin and Teenie have met)

FLYING FISH

(lands on Tut’s shell)

He found her Tut. He’ll save us.

TUT

And so will she, for she carries the language of the heart, and the whole world would go dark without it

FLYING FISH

The world almost forgot that language, didn’t it?

BLUE WHALE

(near to Tut, eye to eye, Tut brushes him with his flipper)

It almost did, my friend

TUT

They speak our language now

Tut and the oceanic squadron watch Teenie and Devlin running down the beach hand in hand

*to page 125, in the novel of mine – adaptation is for FILM

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 18

Posted on June 3, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*novel adaptation to FILM

*page 113 – Chapter “Seachange”

EXT. OCEAN WAVES. VOICEOVER. BLUE WHALE

BLUE WHALE

As Teenie Alexander made her way to the sea hut, she had no idea that she was part of something much much larger. How could she have known that eons ago an ancient turtle had foretold her birth. That she would be the last girl on the planet who could speak the Language of the Heart. The thing of it is, we just never know what we are going to grow up into, do we?

EXT. BEACH. MORNING. SUNNY

Teenie walks down the beach to the sea hut as the ocean brims with sea creatures dipping and diving, alive. She stops to collect shells along the way, marvelling at the sea glass.

Teenie parts the seaweed curtain, climbs in and sees that Devlin has left her a red rose on top of the abalone shell.

TEENIE

(opens Dev’s note)

He wrote the word LOVE, just like I did

(presses the rose to her heart)

Close in on her hand writing these words:

If I thought of something that could show the language of the heart what would it look like?

Teenie begins to draw in her journal, and decides to write Devlin a special poem

TUT

(floating offshore watching)

(Close in on his ancient eye and flippers moving, as he watches Devlin walking down the beach)

They are the last two humans who know the secrets of the heart

MONARCH BUTTERFLY

(flies near Tut)

Tut, he’s getting closer

DEVLIN

(walking down the beach skipping stones)

I wonder what she will say?

TUT

Grandfather, I kept my promise, as I told you I would

DEVLIN

(notices all the plastic bottles on the sand)

This is just like my dream. It’s so ugly I can’t stand it.

TUT

(ancient eyes fill with tears at the sight of Devlin)

TEENIE

(watches Devlin skipping stones as he pauses on the beach)

Out to sea, the ocean is alive with dolphins swimming toward the two of them, and flying fish, and sparrows watching to see the two of them meet

*to page 119 in book Heart of Clouds

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 17

Posted on May 31, 2022 by Adrienne in Adaptation, Novel, Heart of Clouds, novelist, Screenplay, Screenwriter

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*adaptation of my novel, for FILM

*chapter “The Language of the Heart” p. 107

EXT. OCEAN. UNDERSEA.

Tut and his grandfather swim the depths. Tut is a baby, his grandfather very old.

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

One day my Tut, humans will forget the Language of the Heart, and it will be your job to remind them of what that is.

(turtles swim to an ancient grotto)

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

Many years from now Tut, you will have the most important task in the world. You will meet a boy who can understand the language of the air. And he will meet a young girl who can understand the language of the heart. He will be meeting her at a time when the world has lost a love of humankind and the planet Earth. It will be a very dark time, Tut.

TUT

(nodding solemnly)

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

You will be the last of our kind, and the last guardian of the language in the grotto, with the ancient scrolls. Our language is the language of the sea, my Tut.

(turtles swim to a giant clam shell, Tut sits atop it)

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

It will be a time, my Tut when the world will be in grave danger because the sea has been poisoned by things humans have thrown into her. It will be your task to show this to the boy. It shall be on the darkest day for the world, that you my Tut will speak to the boy named Devlin in his dreams.

TUT

(nodding at his grandfather)

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

You must promise me that you shall never forget, little Tut

TUT

I won’t grandfather

GRANDFATHER TURTLE

You must tell Devlin you are one his guardians and that there are others

EXT. TEENIE and JAX. FOREST. DAY

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Jax teaches Teenie the language of the heart, from trees, old redwoods at the Sur

EXT. REDWOOD FOREST. DAY

JAX

The forest creatures sleep inside it, Teenie

See the little burrow, just here?

JAX

And the birds make their nests high in the branches

TEENIE

(looking up into the cavernous interior of the old redwood)

JAX

Teenie if you ever need to know if all is right with the world just ask a tree. Ask the heart of a tree.

(Jax teaches Teenie how to count tree rings)

JAX

(pressing his heart to the tree)

You must always love the trees, Teenie

If you need a place to take your heart, take it to a tree

*to page 111 in my novel Heart of Clouds

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