“Erran.” Scene 35-c

This scene was written for two young men, initially based on The Daniel and Trevor characters from DOMINION.  The scene itself became part of another story, a screenplay called Erran.  I have yet to be informed by my character, Trevor what his new (proper and specific to this story) name will eventually become.

INT. CAR – AFTERNOON
Trevor reclined the drivers seat and leaned back, his hands behind his head. He watches Erran drop the brown paper lunch bag on the floor of the passenger seat. Trevor allows his head fall back and took a deep breath.

ERRAN
It’s been a long time hasn’t it?

TREVOR
What has?

ERRAN
This.  Never been in your car before.

Trevor shrugs, crosses his arms and looks out the drivers window.

TREVOR
Life’s funny that way.

ERRAN
I suppose so.  I wish we…

TREVOR
What?  Wish what?

ERRAN
Never-mind, it’s dumb.

TREVOR
Probably not as dumb as you think.

ERRAN
It is dumb, Fuckin’ stupid really.

Erran looks over his shoulder at Trevor. Trevor snaps his head in Erran’s direction. The eye contact between them is laser sharp.

TREVOR
You know, I remember the last conversation we had.  Do you?

ERRAN
I remember everything we…

TREVOR
Had?

Erran turns his head again, to look at Trevor but stops halfway and tries to regard him through a nervous sidelong glance. Erran nods.

ERRAN
(softly)
Three years.  Three years and not a word. You; over there. Me; everywhere else and never a word.

Erran leans forward again hugging his torso with tightly crossed arms, he shivers. Trevor watches Erran, eyebrows furrowed.  No expression.

ERRAN
(chuckles)
I’m sorry.  You don’t want to hear any of this.

TREVOR
No, not anymore.  But maybe I should?

ERRAN
Is it okay if I smoke?

Trevor flicks his seat forward and stretches his body across Erran and begins winding the window knob.

The window opens and Erran sinks back into the seat as Trevor watches him, their faces only inches apart. Erran inhales and cracks a smile.

ERRAN
Thanks.  I wish you wouldn’t get so close to me.

TREVOR
Ah!  There’s the wish!

ERRAN
No. I mean… Everything’s all wrong this wasn’t supposed to be like this.

TREVOR
What was it supposed to be like? Like best friends? Brothers?

Trevor, knuckles white, grasps the steering wheel and glares at Erran. Erran looks away and lights his cigarette.

ERRAN
Yeah! Yeah it was.  You did this!

TREVOR
Keep going. Don’t stop now, that was the most honest thing you’ve ever said to me.

ERRAN
All I can see is the sun, Trevor!  When I look at you I’m blinded… all I can see is the sun. I’m freezing Trevor! You’re not a foot away from me and all I see is the sun but I’m so cold.  For three years! Freezing.

Trevor reclines the drivers seat and leans back.

TREVOR
I’m scared too Erran. Everyone is, I think.  I’m scared, yeah. Scared of what might happen if you actually had the guts to tell me what it is you really want from me.  Terrified.

ERRAN
You know.

TREVOR
I do. It would be nice to hear the details though, clarify things.

ERRAN
I’m scared too Trevor.  You’ll leave me alone to it all over again if I say. I can’t do it again.

TREVOR
Tell me. Please?

Erran turns round, and re-positions himself on his knees in the car seat facing the rear view window, and hugs the headrest.  He smiles.  Trevor smiles back and clasps his fingers behind his head.

ERRAN
You’ve gotten so big.

TREVOR
What’s that supposed to mean?

ERRAN
We’ve grown up, I mean. Little kid bodies, gone for good.

TREVOR
I guess so, yeah.

Trevor crosses his arms.

TREVOR
Don’t do that Erran.

ERRAN
I won’t. I promise.

A single tear slithers down Erran’s cheek.

ERRAN
I can’t tell you anything Trevor, If I do you’ll never speak to me again, never even look at me.  See?  It would be my fault then.  It would kill me.

TREVOR
Just say it, okay! Say what you want!

ERRAN
I will not.

Trevor clenches his teeth and smashes the backside of his fist into the car door.  He lurches forward, face to face with Erran.

TREVOR
What?  You love me?  Is that it, is that so goddamned difficult?  And you were wrong.  Damn you, you were wrong.

Erran’s eyes are wide, his body tense.

TREVOR
I didn’t do this!  WE did this. You and me.  So SAY it!

CUT TO:

INT. CAR – DAY.
Trevor drives the car along the tree lined roads as the flickering sun flashes across his face, his expression is calm and his eyes sparkle. Trevor glances at Erran in the passenger seat, his arm out the window, fingers grasping at the warm wind.  They smile.

CUT TO:

EXT. ERRAN’S HOME – DRIVEWAY- LATE AFTERNOON.
Erran gets out of the car and slams the door, he leans into the open window.

TREVOR
Over here.

Erran walks round the front of the car and glances at the house, wary. Scanning. He hunkers down at the drivers side window.

TREVOR
We’re gonna be okay, you know.

ERRAN
I do.

Trevor notices Erran’s eyes flicker toward the house, he turns his head to look at the facade and then returns his gaze to Erran.

ERRAN
I’m sorry Trevor.

TREVOR
Don’t be. Give me your hand.

ERRAN
What?

TREVOR
You’re hand.

Trevor gently holds Erran’s hand in his own, turns it over and then traces his index finger along the lines in the palm.  He brings Erran’s hand to his face and inhales.  Lingers in the sensations.

Erran is transfixed, fascinated.  Trevor releases his hand.

TREVOR
I have to go.

ERRAN
Tomorrow?

Trevor nods.

TREVOR
I promise.

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