HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 23

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

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

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

Photo by Yelena Odintsova on Pexels.com

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

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

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

Hi

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

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*novel adaptation to FILM

*page 113 – Chapter “Seachange”

EXT. OCEAN WAVES. VOICEOVER. BLUE WHALE

one of my images – dreaming sea

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?

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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?

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TUT

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

DEVLIN

(notices all the plastic bottles on the sand)

one of my pix of plastic on the beach

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

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

*adaptation of my novel, for FILM

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

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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?

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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)

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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

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 13

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

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

*chapter FIRST KISS p. 89 in my novel

EXT. DEVLIN’S CASTLES. LOON POINT. SUNNY

Devlin watches Teenie walking by the sea, she is the first girl he has ever thought of as pretty.

*establishing first feelings for a girl

Shakes his head, to and fro. He runs down the beach like a race horse to get back to the driftwood hut, finds her note hidden in the abalone shell.

FLASHBACK

Teenie kissing her note to him with an invisible kiss. Then pocketing his note to her.

*establishing first feelings for a boy

Devlin has paper and pen in his uke case. Scribbles a next note, in all CAPS.

MEET ME HERE TOMORROW AT TEN O’CLOCK

Love, Devlin

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Digital Camera

EXT. HONEYGARTEN HOUSE. GARDEN GATE. MELLOWMAN

Teenie rides her bike to Mr. Honeygartens, and Melloman has been waiting for her at the gate. Her feelings for Devlin make her want to ask Mr. Honeygarten about Claire. She stops to inhale one of his exquisite old red rambler roses along the picket fence.

old house in Carp, with look for Honeygarten house
image for look of Honeygarten fence, this is next door to the yellow house above in Carp.

TEENIE

(calls up to his upper windows)

Mr. Honeygarten are you home?

HONEYGARTEN

(his face appears smiling down at her, from the high window)

Hello, my dear

Would you like some tea?

TEENIE

Yes I would Mr. Honeygarten

HONEYGARTEN

Why don’t you go and get the shears and bring some of those roses in, my dear. Take Mellowman along with you.

(Mellowman leaping and clowning around, tail wagging, garden scenes, tangled English garden look)

(Teenie moving along the fence picking the lush red roses)

INT. HONEYGARTEN HOUSE. PARLOR

Mr. Honeygarten has made tea and is arranging his delicate cups and saucers for the two of them, as well as petits fours.

HONEYGARTEN

Aren’t they the loveliest?

TEENIE

(arranging roses in a vase)

They are, Mr. Honeygarten

HONEYGARTEN

Sit down my dear. Tell me how you have been?

TEENIE

Fine

HONEYGARTEN

Any wild adventures?

TEENIE

(looks away shyly thinking of Devlin)

Well….

Mr. Honeygarten?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes my dear

TEENIE

Who was Claire?

HONEYGARTEN

Ah, Claire. Why Claire was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen

TEENIE

She was?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes my dear. She was.

TEENIE

When did you know her?

HONEYGARTEN

When I was fifteen

TEENIE

Really?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes my dear, and I have never, ever forgotten her. Not once in all these years.

*image of Mary Pickford in Stella Maris — Mr. Honeygarten’s “Claire”

HONEYGARTEN

(eyes, dreamily remembering Claire, he takes a sip of tea and reaches for a petits four)

TEENIE

She must have been very special Mr. Honeygarten

HONEYGARTEN

She was my dear. In fact she stole my heart.

TEENIE

(puzzling over what Mr. Honeygarten has just said)

HONEYGARTEN

(sighs deeply)

Claire was the love of my life, my dear

TEENIE

She was?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes, Teenie she was

TEENIE

Well how did she. I mean

HONEYGARTEN

How did I fall in love with her?

TEENIE

(smiling at Mr. Honeygarten, while secretly thinking of Devlin)

HONEYGARTEN

Oh my dear, where shall I begin?

(pauses, close in on kind eyes smiling at Teenie)

I suppose my dear, she was a bit like you

TEENIE

She was?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes, she was. I suppose I shall just have to tell you that story, won’t I?

I don’t suppose you might bake another apple pie for me once I finish?

TEENIE

Mr. Honeygarten if you tell me about Claire, I’ll make you an entire pie. Just for you.

(Fire crackling in the hearth, Mr. Honeygarten and Teenie savor the petits fours and cakes, while sipping tea, as Teenie pours, watching the little elf on the teaspoon, it seems to smile at her)

Where did you get these little teaspoons, Mr. Honeygarten

HONEYGARTEN

Claire gave them to me, my dear. I’ve had them all these years.

TEENIE

She did?

HONEYGARTEN

Yes, in fact we had tea together almost every day as children

TEENIE

You did?

HONEYGARTEN

(nods, solemnly)

All these little spoons were given to me by her. I have four. For the four birthdays we shared together.

TEENIE

You saved them all these years?

HONEYGARTEN

Nothing in the world would ever make me part from these spoons

TEENIE

You must have loved her very much Mr. Honeygarten

HONEYGARTEN

I did my dear. More than anything in the whole world.

*to page 94 in my novel, Heart of Clouds

HEART OF CLOUDS – SCREENPLAY – 12

Heart of Clouds

by Adrienne Wilson

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

*chapter “Seadreams” p. 81

EXT. DRIFTWOOD HUT. MORNING. SUNNY.

Teenie is amazed to see that there is a seaweed curtain like a door. She parts the curtains and enters, captivated. Finds Devlin’s note in the abalone shell after shaking it to and fro. She hugs the note to her heart, rocking back and forth, listening to the sounds of the ocean.

TEENIE

(speaking softly to horizon, out to sea, to islands)

Dad I think you would like this boy

FLASHBACK

(Jax and Teenie the day he told her about writers and hats and they had shopped for one)

JAX

Every writer needs a hat Teenie

PRESENT

Teenie pulls the hat down, smiling and remembering her father. Unfolds Devlin’s note carefully, sees his signature, marvels at how much he said on paper. Close in on her face, reading intently, absorbing each word.

TEENIE

Pulls her journal and pen from pocket and begins to write back to him

*establishing EMPATHY

Teenie answers each line he has written we close in on his words, then hers.

Hi, Teenie

I’m really glad you left me this letter, because I really wanted to meet you

Hi Devlin,

thank you for writing this really long letter back to me. I really wanted to meet you too from the minute I saw you that day on the dunes, but it was like you ran away before I could say hi.

That day I saw you on the beach you were crying and so I didn’t want to bother you, even though you were in my secret driftwood castle.

I totally wondered if you built this sea hut, ever since I saw you. Nobody here ever built one of those like you did. I didn’t realize it was a castle though, until today when you added the door!

I’ve been really missing my old friends and that’s how come I wanted to be friends with you. I’ve only been here about two months and school is going to start pretty soon. I’m going to be in eighth.

I’m going to be in eighth, too! Maybe we’ll be in the same classes and stuff. I’m sorry that you miss your friends from back home. Do you like living with your grandparents? It must have been really hard at first, Devlin. It must have been really hard to move here and then have to start all over and make new friends. Right before school starts too.

I was like thinking you were my age too – but I wasn’t sure. It looks like you really miss your Dad a lot.

I do really miss my Dad, Devlin. He’s been gone for a really long time now and that day you saw me crying it was about him. I just missed him so much and it seems like nothing is any fun without him. He and my mom lost their jobs and he used to be a reporter for the newspaper in the Village. He worked there my whole life. He’s gone because he had to go south and try and find a new job. We had to sell our house too, and move. Sometimes I look up at my old house and I just get so sad walking by it. It’s that big white one on the hill. That pretty house.

Your mom sounds kind of cool – like she cares about the ocean a lot. It’s my favorite place too.

My Mom totally cares about the ocean, Devlin. She keeps on watching the news though and she is so worried about The Wave coming that she just sits there most of the time all day long in front of the TV. The doctor told me she had something called a “depression” and they gave her a whole bunch of pills to take. She doesn’t even seem like my Mom anymore, sometimes.

I hope we can meet again sometime

I hope we can really meet each other, too.

Sometimes it’s really hard to talk to anyone about how I really feel. Do you ever feel like that?

Devlin Underwood

Sometimes I do feel like it is pretty hard to explain my feelings to people, Devlin. It was like this summer when it got the hardest. My Dad was the one I talked to most. I could tell him anything and it was like he just understood me. It’s totally easy to talk to you though in a letter and I don’t know why, even. It just is.

Love, Teenie Alexander

TEENIE

(sits looking at what she has written to Devlin for a long time, exhales softly)

Dad you told me writers were always outsiders. Remember when you got me this hat?

EXT. DEVLIN’S CASTLES. LOON POINT. SUNNY.

Digital Camera

*Images from location at Loon in magic hour light

EXT. DEVLINS CASTLES. GOLDEN LIGHT. ATOP BLUFFS AT LOON.

Devlin has been watching Teenie from above, sitting crosslegged atop the bluffs, in his castle, unbeknownst to her, watching. He has his uke and harmonica with him.

*core musical theme plays, sweeping sound

Devlin watches Teenie leave the driftwood hut, and walk in the waves with her pant legs rolled, until she rounds the bend out of sight.

DEVLIN

(softly out to sea)

Maybe we can really meet each other soon, Teenie

Close in on his hand drawing a heart in the sandy blufftop. He draws the letter T inside it.

(picks up his uke and plays a song his grandfather taught him)

(hawks circling, images of dolphins out to sea, seals)

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*to page 87 in novel.

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