PARIS
by: F L O W
Paris
Paris
IN BLACK
NARRATOR (OS)
Long ago, among a group of people, I was introduced to social live in an early age…
I was called a baby and the voice that brought out my attention, was a human being I call later -when I learned how to speak out human words, mom.
To be honest, I didn’t understand very clear the idea of socialization they have. One of the humans, called “nurse”, by other voices, kept talking all the time non sense… my mom was quiet listening to that ugly voice, in silence, and my dad wasn’t around… busy man working in a different city.
(sparkling lights out of the black)
Aunty Helena and her husband Joel helped the doctor to bring me out from that liquid that I was so comfortably living… honestly I never like to be called from the world of spirits into this material existence… but don’t judge me wrong people, I obey because it was a direct order from Father God in heavens to the Big Brothers in another heaven, and they sent me with a mission… I thought I wasn’t the right soul to be born in such a primitive environment… besides, once I was here, I totally forgot the mission.
(more sparkling lights coming)
The word “Paris” for me had multiple appeals… it involves a desert with that name, the capital of lights on earth, and a woman…
Out there in the spirits world I had a friend called Paris, whom was everything I needed to feel comfortable… believe me, in the spirits worlds life is comfi, but the spirit’s live is a different one, since they had to born into humans or ETs right away, in order to fulfill their path of evolution, but this goes only for those still attached to the karma processes, others more advanced ones do it by choice.
(lights intense in speed until they disappear)
One day in my adolescence, I decided to write down a script and I called it “Paris”, but believe me, it didn’t got that far… it went like this:
FADE IN
EXT. DESERT - NIGHT
INDIAN
Walking in deep desert wont
take you anywhere… ma’am.
WOMAN
I know… but, I’m still dreaming
of him…
Woman stops walking, looks back behind her to find herself alone… her eyes show the sadness of the planet she is living in.
She keeps walking towards the edge of the cliff… very slowly, her bare foot hits the last small rock on the edge… she hears it rumbling down the empty space until it finally hits the bottom…
A quarter of moon is up on the sky.
INDIAN
You are what you love.
WOMAN
(facing the horizon)
But, I am very confused about
that subject… see? Mister, I
don’t really love anybody, really!
look at myself, a body, just
that, a body everybody desires…
but won’t take me wrong mister,
I love my mom, my family, my dogs,
my friends, you know…?
A blue light appears in front of the woman, she wants to share the moment with the voice behind her, but remembers that nobody is out there.
Woman is in her early 20’s, light blond bleached hair, slim and tall, her beauty was molded with the price of her millions.
INDIAN (OS)
It was said not to trust him.
WOMAN
I wasn’t ready to love
…thought was love
wasn’t it?
INDIAN
We live inside contradictions
DISSOLVE TO BLACK
INSERT: “6 MONTHS AGO” IN FONTS
INT. NICE CAR – DAY
(B&W)
Paris drives her car to her show business; her best girlfriend is on the other side of the sit.
INSERT INSIDE BLACK IN FUNNY CHARACTERS:
Is Hollywood, people does their Hollywood stuff. The poor, blames down their life, and the rich steps on it.
PARIS
Wow, girl look at that chick
GIRL FRIEND
(laughing hard at a passing by girl)
Isn't she amazing?
I think she is hot…
PARIS
Uhmm…
EXT. HOLLYWOOD BLVD. – DAY
(color)
Both friends are walking down the street. Paris swings her purse up and down, it reads, “Becks”.
Four feet in high heels passes through a lot of other feet, people walk up and down, the sun shines through.
PARIS FRIEND (OS)
Wow, today is my lucky day!
MAN FEET PASSING (OS)
Hey, babe, I feel lucky too…
Man’s feet twist as the girls keep walking ignoring him.
As they walk away, their hair blow with the slow wind.
CUT TO BLACK
ANIMATION
Two girls walk down the streets of Hollywood, their hair are blowing in the air, a passing wind helps and takes them with his arms into the desert.
EXT. DESERT – NIGHT
Paris and her girlfriend run playful into the desert
NARRATOR (OS)
Well, the essence on the script I wrote in my adolescence had a heavy teen spirit ingredient… a very hard one called “suicide”.
Paris wanted to jumped down the cliff, seems like she was sick of something… didn’t know what, until I grew up from my younger years.
(the chicks run the desert at ease)
Paris had that silly life of the rich and empty, life of careless Beverly Hills girl… in contrast with that Indian man from the desert…
But I knew that Paris could not forget what she was made of, and that she was my friend from the spirit world…
Paris yells something into the empty spaces, looks back to see his girlfriend, but she is gone, instead, an Indian is standing behind her with a wolf.
INDIAN
I know, you don't mind surprises
PARIS
I can make exceptions…
INDIAN
We are living now in a comic book
PARIS
Perfect reason to do what I want
INDIAN
So, why don't you tell me…?
ENDS ANIMATION
EXT. OUTSIDE A SIDEWALK CAFÉ – DAY
On Sunset Boulevard, Paris is chatting with her girlfriend, very fast from her right inside ear, a dark tunnel appears in front of the screen.
EXT. ON RAIL TRACKS INSIDE A TUNNEL – FULL MOON
A train blows while it passes through a tunnel.
Once outside, smoke snakes the sky and the fields in black and white until all dissolves slowly.
INT. INSIDE OLD TRAIN – TRAIN LIGHTS
Paris is sitting looking through the window, across her sit, the Indian man caress the face of her wolf
INDIAN
It was said… have to change
your ways…
PARIS
I tried but I got a silly nature…
INDIAN
You forgot the mission
PARIS
What mission?
INDIAN
They all forget
ANIMATION
A sky full of colors moves in spirals, like a galaxy. In the middle of it, an image of a little boy is forming slowly in black and white, the boy is holding in his hands a script, on top of the paper it reads: “Paris”.
A young woman begin to materialized from the color, she is almost transparent, extend her arm to the boy, and takes the script.
PARIS
Thank you
BOY
My mission was to anchored light
and expand Love around me…
PARIS
Well, I heard that before, I
guess my mission was to help
you out in your mission… why did
I forgot it?
INT. TRAIN – TRAIN LIGHT
Indian is sitting in same place with his wolf, Paris looks at him turning slowly from watching out through the window, the moon shines, and the light of the train inside goes off
INDIAN
Is a matter of consciousness, to
acknowledge your life and do what
you supposed to be doing
PARIS
That is not easy at all, but now
I am getting there
ENDS ANIMATION
EXT. DESERT – NIGHT
Paris changes her look in her eyes, keeps on starring at the blue light, but a sparkle in her eyes says that she is back to life… she turns around, and sees the person is talking to her in the desert night
PARIS
Now I can see you, Sir
INDIAN
That’s what I call fast
understanding, congratulations
PARIS
Well, on the contrary, I think
it took me too long, too many
mistakes, too many people I hurt…
INDIAN
On the contrary, you are the
type, that learns fast, good bye,
my mission here and now, is finish.
EXT. DESERT, NEAR THE RAILROAD – NIGHT
At the distance, Paris is looking through the train’ window, the moon shines, then everything begins melting out and a little boy in black and white appears holding the hand of a mature Paris. They walk by and away into the horizon.
NARRATOR (OS)
Once, I thought I was alone in this
land of the humans, now I know that
my time has come, where my guardian
Angel holds my hand while I walk.
My mission of Light and Love could now
be easily done with the little help
from my out of space friends.
Now I know that there are brothers and
sisters like you and me with a more
advanced consciousness.
END