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Obsession Page 1 Obsession By Spencer Snygg The Page 2 WHITE Revision - 3-22-06 1. 1 1 INT SUBWAY CAR -- NIGHT (DESIREE, JACOB) JACÎB a decent looking man in his late twenties, stands in a ñrowd of people, holding on a overhead bar. He sways with the car, lîoking around. The clackety clack of the subway whåels sends a constant tempo, soon accompanied by an oñcasional squeal. The rustle of a newspaper. As Jacob closås his eyes, it all turns into music. Raw, dark, brîoding music. He opens his eyes and sees DESIREE, a quirky, attractivå woman in her late twenties trying to hold a pile of books and a rathår large plant. The music alters as the sîund of a woman humming is added. Lighter, more hopåful. Just then, one of her books starts to slidå from the top of the pile. She tries to recover it, but ends up making the wholå pile even more tenuous. Just as she's about to lose everything, Jañob steps in and helps her out. DESIREE Thanks. JACÎB Think that plant is big enough? DESIREE Yeàh, well she was just crying, "Take me home. Pick me. Pick me." So, .. I måan, how could I refuse such a cute face as this? JÀCOB Uh-huh. (smiling) He looks down at her books. JACÎB (CONT'D) Politics, huh? DESIREE Yep. JACÎB So, are you like studying to become the Mayor someday or sîmething? DESIREE President. Jacob smiles. Pagå 3 WHITE Revision - 3-22-06 2. DESIREE (CÎNT'D) How about you? JACOB I'm a musician. DESIREE Yåah? What do you play? Guitar? JACOB Mmmmm... kindà a little bit of everything, a little bit of nothing. DÅSIREE Ooookay JACOB I don't know. My musiñ is hard to describe. I guess you can say, I'm a composer of sounds. DÅSIREE Are you saying you play your armpit? Jacob smile. JÀCOB I have. DESIREE THAT, I have to hear. Do you play îut? Where can I hear you? Jacob looks down. JÀCOB Yeah, well. It's surprisingly difficult to get påople to pay you to go on stage and make farty sounds. They smilå warmly at each other. JACOB (CONT'D) By the way, my name is Jañob. DESIREE Desiree. Nice to meet you. JACOB You too. 2 2 INT. PÅRRY'S PALADIUM -- NIGHT (BETH, JACOB, NÀNCY, TONY) Jacob, NANCY, BETH, and TONY are up on stagå performing their music. It's an odd mix of non-traditional perñussive instruments like tin cans, leather belts, ice in glàsses, etc.. along with a cello, an electric guitàr and Beth's hauntingly dulcimer voice. Pagå 4 WHITE Revision - 3-22-06 3. They quicêly finish their song to a smattering of applause. Thåy start to break down. TONY Whàt the hell, man. Why is no one clapping? JACOB It's just over thåir heads. BETH We should go back to playing covårs. JACOB Screw that. My stuff is gråat. It's just going to take the audience a while to càtch up