Ghost, Candle, Warehouse.

Written By

Rachael Holyhead
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INT. MR. WATKINS HOUSE

MR. WATKINS walks down the hallway, to the front door,
shutting it behind him.
MEDIUM SHOT - CAMERA 1 - FOLLOW
INT. WATKINS CAR
MR. WATKINS is seen driving his car down the usual route, in
the middle of the mass of commuting workers.
He absentmindedly hums to the radio.
EXT. WAREHOUSE
WATKINS makes his way over to the employee back entrance,
pulling out the building key to open the door, and ENTERS.
MEDIUM SHOT - CAMERA 1
INT. WAREHOUSE STAFF ROOM
WATKINS is seen from the SIDE, flipping through some
paperwork.
MCU - CAMERA 1 - FOCUS
INT. WAREHOUSE GROUND FLOOR
HIGH ANGLE - CAMERA 2 - FOLLOW
MR. WATKINS drives a forklift truck to the other side of the
warehouse floor.
INT. WATKINS CAR - LATER
MR. WATKINS shuts door.
MEDIUM SHOT - CAMERA 2 - IN CAR
INT. WATKINS CAR - MOMENTS LATER
MR. WATKINS is driving over a bridge. The car makes a
continuous hum as it drives over the tarmac.
INT. WATKINS HOUSE
Mr Watkins closes the front door, and slowly waltzes down
the hallway.
MEDIUM SHOT - CAMERA 1
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EXT. WAREHOUSE
Just before he enters, MR. WATKINS suddenly pauses. He turns
his head slightly to the right.
CU- CAMERA 1 - FOCUS [BACK OF HEAD]
CAMERA MOVES ALONG WATKINS'S LINE OF SIGHT.
There, perched on a cement block in the car park, is
TIMOTHY. He is sobbing, and stuffing his face miserably with
a packet of Tesco value family-pack crisps.
MR. WATKINS turns and walks up to Timothy slowly, pauses
when he's in about 1 feet of him, and with a face of
momentary shock, stares at TIMOTHY.
HOLD on MR. WATKINS.
MR. WATKINS
Timothy....? Tim, is that...? No I
can hardly believe it. Are you...?
TIMOTHY
*Taken aback*
BLIMEY. WELL, IT'S ABOUT TIME MR.
WATKINS!
Do you realize just how long I've
been waiting here for someone now?
MR. WATKINS
How-w? You're dead!
Well... Jeez Timothy, I don't know.
Must be a while now.
TIMOTHY
3 years now, sir. 3. years.
MR. WATKINS
Well... *cough* I'm sorry, Timothy
but I need to head into work.
Otherwise I'll be late. We can talk
again once I've finished, right?
OTS- CAMERA 2 - AERIAL
MR. WATKINS watches as Timothy jumps off the cement block,
chucking the packet behind him.
TIMOTHY
*IGNORES*
Well, don't you worry now Mr.
Watkins. I know you must've been
scared... No shame! Just...I mean,
I definitely would've, ya know...
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MR. WATKINS
No I don't. What exactly are you
trying to say Timothy?
TIMOTHY
Well, the reaper of course! I mean
anyone whose dead has to have some
kind of fear of him don't they?
MR. WATKINS
Oh yes, well. Dead.
PAUSES.
*Mumbles* That explains a bit.
I'd wondered why the cafeteria
blanked me from having a
cupper...
TIMOTHY
[NOT LISTENING].
I mean fear is a perfectly expected
reaction here, don't you think? In
fact.... You know, what?
I'd say this is a very good time to
panic!
OH GOD. Will I go to hell?!
MR. WATKINS
Honestly Timothy. Why ever would
you go to hell?!
TIMOTHY
The locals keep calling me the
'Polgeist of Sandringham'. Just
because I keep falling over things!
Poltegeists are threatening
spirits, aren't they?!
God would hardly be appreciating
anyone to join them round the table
of 'heaven' for dinner.
'Oh, look out for Timothy, I don't
have any idea why they let him
bring the dishes out!!'
Well, I reckon they'd be tripping over things as well if
they found out they'd died in a paper clip accident.
And so what if i comfort eat?! It's
not like any of them are dead now,
are they? How are you not worried?
MR. WATKINS
Ok, right, stop.
Not now, Timothy. You need to tell
(MORE)
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MR. WATKINS (CONT'D)

me how we can get there... You
understand?
I've had a good life. And I think what this needs now is a
smooth trip to the afterlife.
TIMOTHY
But don't you see? Mr. Watkins, our
reapers haven't shown up yet!
MR. WATKINS
How could you possibly know of
them, then?
TIMOTHY
One of them called me up on my
phone. I know, I was as surprised
as you when I found out I still had
4 bars.
Said they were having a bit of a
problem with management.
Communications been a bit off
between the workers and the Grim
Reaper.
Apparently, they're saying he
hadn't shown up for a board meeting
on time-tabling, and went off to
have some tea with his most recent
victims instead.
He just ups and go whenever.
They say they can't work on time
management because he seem's to
have no management over anything.
MR. WATKINS
Well, I'm happy where I am... Was
in life, and I'd say the only thing
to do now is to have it wrapped up
nice and tightly.
Not spent waiting and talking to
you. No offence Tim.
TIMOTHY
*Slightly bitter*, None taken.
MR. WATKINS
Come on. Call them back now.

EXT. DEATH'S DOMAIN

INT. THE RIGHT-HAND MAN'S OFFICE
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THE REAPER
Yes, what was it you had wanted to
talk about?
MR. WATKINS
Apparently, according to your
receptionist, you're were planning
to collect me and move me on?
OTS - CAMERA 2
REAPER
Oh, was I really? I do apologise
but do you mind leaving the room,
so I can check, possibly? My
secretary will bring you back in
just a moment.
MR WATKINS and TIMOTHY reluctantly leave.
MCU- CAMERA 2 - FOLLOW
BOTH look BEHIND just as door CLOSES.
TIMOTHY
A bit odd! Why'd he shove us out of
the room to let him look through
some old documents?