The Lights

The plan for me to shoot this piece fell through, so in the meantime, I'm just going to post the script I wrote here.

This piece is based upon events that have actually occurred to me. Notice that I said "based", because three quarters of this script is solely of my own creation. Most of the dialogue in "The Lights" never happened, they are simply pieces of my internal monologue that branched off into other imagined sequences.

I can't seem to find a better place to put this thing, so here I will put it, freshly copied and pasted. Oh, and If I see anyone using it, I will kill them.

Just kidding.

No, I'm not.

So, here it is, to prove that I'm competent of finishing something that I start.

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THE LIGHTS

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

LOGAN, a white male in his 20s, and MAGGIE, a black female in her 20s, are making out heavily as they sidewind their way out of the living room and into the bedroom doorway.

INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

LOGAN and MAGGIE continue to make out as MAGGIE moves the both of them toward the light switch. She turns the light switch off. There is no light. It is absolutely pitch black in the room.

LOGAN turns the light switch back on, the entire time the two have not stopped sucking face.

LOGAN and MAGGIE, still inseparable, move toward the bed. Almost at the foot of the bed, in the middle of the room, MAGGIE reaches toward the ceiling fan and pulls the string of the bedroom light. Having outsmarted him, there is complete darkness again.

INT. IN BED - CONTINUOUS
In the darkness, LOGAN turns on a small lamp which sits on a bedside dresser. The light reveals the two in bed. LOGAN is shirtless and in his underwear. MAGGIE is down to her bra but still is in jeans.

LOGAN
Why do you keep turning off the light?

MAGGIE
I don't like the light.

LOGAN
Why not?

MAGGIE
You know . . . I just have body issues. That's all.

LOGAN
But I want to see you.

MAGGIE
You can see me. There's enough light.

LOGAN
Maggie, I'm sorry, but . . . you're black.

MAGGIE
Wait a minute . . . You're sorry I'm black?

LOGAN
No! That's not what I mean!

MAGGIE begins to get out of the covers and leave as LOGAN protests.

He grabs her by the arm. MAGGIE stops to listen though she is visibly upset.

LOGAN
No, Maggie. I love that you're black. You're beautiful. And it's a beautiful thing that we have here. It's just that . . . when you turn off the lights, I can't see you.

MAGGIE
I cannot believe you. You ridiculous man. Logan . . .

LOGAN
Just watch.

LOGAN quickly turns off the light. In the darkness, MAGGIE disappears. LOGAN is clearly visible.

LOGAN turns the light back on.

Both are yelling.

MAGGIE

Oh my God.

LOGAN
I told you!

MAGGIE
I cannot believe you just did that. What is wrong with you?!

LOGAN
See what I mean? See?!

MAGGIE
See what?! What the fuck was turning off the light for a second supposed to prove?!

LOGAN
I told you! I can't see you in the dark!

MAGGIE
Why the fuck do you wanna see me so badly anyway? Oh, I know, you just wanna see me so you can keep sayin' to yourself,
(in mocking white voice)
"Oh my God, I'm actually fucking a black girl. Wait until the guys hear about this back at the office."

MAGGIE just sits at the edge of the bed. LOGAN is sitting on the bed with his back against the wall. He is speechless.

MAGGIE
Racist shithead.

LOGAN
Racist?! You're calling me a racist?! What the fuck was that white voice all about? That's unfair!

MAGGIE
(Sighing)
You're right. I'm sorry.

MAGGIE repositions herself close to LOGAN. They turn to one another, looking into one another's eyes.

LOGAN
I guess we're both kinda racist.

MAGGIE and LOGAN kiss.

LOGAN
I still want the light on though.

MAGGIE
No! I told you I have body issues!

LOGAN
Body issues? Maggie, look at me! I'm covered with body hair and shitty tattoos.

MAGGIE nods agreeingly.

LOGAN
And I'm really white. I mean, I feel sorry for you. It must be like making it with some kind of albino gorilla.

MAGGIE laughs. LOGAN nudges her.

MAGGIE
I still don't get it why it is that you absolutely have to see me.

LOGAN
Come on. You don't think that visual stimulation is an important part of sexual intercourse?

MAGGIE
(sarcastically)
Oh my, you really know how to get a girl in the mood. I just love it when you say "stimulation". Mmm "intercourse". Makes me sooo wet!

LOGAN
Yeah, yeah. Shut up.

MAGGIE climbs onto LOGAN, straddling him. They begin kissing again.

MAGGIE
You're just lucky you have a big dick.
The two continue kissing a few more times.

LOGAN
Ya know that really means a lot coming from a black girl.

MAGGIE turns off the light.