A False Sentence

A GIRL AND BOY STAND ARMS LENGTH APART (AN AWKWARD DISTANCE) BETWEEN THEM. THE GIRL STANDING SHEEPISHLY, THE BOY PROJECTING CONFIDENCE. YOU CAN HEAR SWINGS, AND THE GENERAL CACOPHONY OF A PLAYGROUND. CHILDREN DART PASSED, REPRESENTING INTERRUPTIONS. 
GIRL: (QUIET MUFFLED) I DON’T.. I DON’T THINK OF YOU ANYMORE.
BOYS FACE DISPLAYS HIS HURT REACTION, BODY LANGUAGE RECOILS FROM HER. PANIC IS APPARENT, AS THE GIRL TURNS FROM HIM. 
GIRL(V.O): BEFORE I KNEW IT, THOSE FATAL WORDS HAD SLIPPED THROUGH MY LIPS. I TURNED AWAY FROM HIS BROKEN EXPRESSION, INTO THE SUN. THE GIRL’S SANDALS SLAP AGAINST THE STONE COBBLES AS SHE WALKS AWAY AND HER HAND BRUSHES ALONG THE WHITEWASHED WALLS OF THE HOUSES. SHE HEADS FOR THE SEA. 
GIRL (V.O): I COULDN’T TURN AND LOOK BACK AT HIM. I PICTURED HIS EYES, GREY AND TEARFUL, ALL THE HOPE AND WISDOM AND PATIENCE GONE, AND HIS LIPS, SOFTLY TREMBLING TO RESIST THE URGE OF CALLING OUT MY STUPID NAME. 
CLOSE UP OF HIS EYES, PAN DOWN TO HIS LIPS. 
THE BOY STANDS FIXED FIRMLY TO THE SPOT, NOWHERE TO GO, AND NOTHING TO HELP HIM IN HIS FRAGILE STATE. ALONE WITH HIS DANGEROUS THOUGHTS. IN FACT WE SEE HIM SINK TO THE GROUND, KNEES BENT UP, CLOSE TO HIS BODY. HEAD IN HANDS.  
SHE WALKS AND WALKS AWAY, PAST WINDOWS THAT HOUSE OVERGROWN ROSES, PAST HOME AFTER HOME THAT HOUSE LOVED PEOPLE. 
GIRL’S (V.O): I LOVED MY TOWN. SUMMERY, AND FRENCH AND PERMANENTLY FILLED WITH SALTY AIR AND BEAUTY. 
THE GIRL SEES THE OCEAN AHEAD OF HER. HER PACE QUICKENS. IT SPARKLED IN THE AFTERNOON SUN WITH FLECKS OF LIGHT BOUNCING OFF THE CREST OF EACH NEWLY FORMED WAVE. 
SHE HEADED FOR THE SIMPLE, EMPTY PIER WITH NO THOUGHTS OF HIM ENTERING HER MIND. HER PACE QUICKENS AND SHE ABANDONS HER SANDALS, WHEN SHE REACHES THE START OF THE LONG STRETCH OF WOODEN PLATFORM THAT REACHES FAR INTO THE WATER. 
GIRL’S (V.O): (WHISPERS TO HERSELF) EMPTY.
THE GIRL ABANDONS ALL SENSE OF INHIBITIONS, AND RUNS. WIND PUMMELS HER. 
GIRL BEGINS TO CRY.
GIRL’S (V.O): I FELT EVERY EMOTION IN THE WORLD AT THAT PRECISE MOMENT, AND THE TEARS CAME POURING DOWN MY FACE IN ANGER AND IN LOVE AND IN SORROW. BECAUSE I MISSED HIM, AND I LOVED HIM, AND I WAS SORRY, AND I WAS ANGRY, AND I COULDN’T SPEAK TO HIM, AND I NEEDED HIM AND HE WASN’T THERE. 
GIRL RUNS. SHE JUST RUNS AND RUNS, FASTER THAN SHE’D EVER FORCED HER LEGS TO MOVE. SHE RUNS ALONG THE PLATFORM, THE RIDGES IN THE WOOD SCRAPING AT HER BARE FEET. SHE RUNS AND SCREAMS AND CRIES, FAR OUT INTO THE SEA, FAR AWAY. THE PIER WAS NEVER-ENDING, AND SHE SCREAMS IN FRUSTRATION. 
GIRL: ARGHHHH (SOBBING) ARGHHH FUCK, FUCK.. (QUIET SUBDUED) FUCK..
SHE NEEDED TO REACH THE END, SHE NEEDED THAT JUMP AND SHE NEEDED THAT PLUNGE INTO THE DEEP. SHE HAD TO FORGET HIM AND HIS PAIN AND HER PAIN, AND ALL THE PAIN ANYONE IN THE WORLD FELT. SHE RAN UNTIL HER LUNGS GAVE OUT, AND HER BREATHS WERE SHORT AND FAST AND PAINFUL. SHE FELL TO HER KNEES, RESTING HER CHEEK AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE PIER, UNAWARE OF HOW CLOSE TO IT SHE WAS. SHE LAY ON HER STOMACH, JUST BREATHING AND CRYING. THE TEARS SOAKED THE WOOD BENEATH HER.
GIRL’S (V.O): I’D NEVER BEEN CERTAIN OF ANYTHING IN MY LIFE, BUT IN THAT VERY MOMENT, I WAS CERTAIN OF THE FACT THAT THE TEARS WOULD NOT STOP, AND THAT EVERYTHING HURT… I LOVED HIM. 
ALTERNATIVE ENDING: FOOTSTEPS APPROACH,CAMERA PANS UP REVEALS IT’S THE BOY. HE QUICKLY SCRAMBLES TO THE FLOOR AND JUST LAY’S HIS BODY DOWN BESIDE THE GIRL. TAKES HER HAND AND SAYS NOTHING. FOLLOWED BY 54 46 WAS MY NUMBER - TOOT AND THE MAYTALS AND CREDITS.