Only You

Only You Screenplay by Diane Drake SUPER: 1968 On a darkened living room, a huge summer moon spilling silver through a window. We move slowly across the mantelpiece where a pair of candles glow, illuminating family photos.Weddings two, maybe three generations back -- brides in white, their young grooms at their sides, frozen in time.As we pan, we hear two VOICES offscreen: a BOY'S and a GIRL'S. GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) Stop pushing it.You're not supposed to force it.You're supposed to just let it happen. BOY'S VOICE (O.S.) I'm not pushing it, you're pushing it. GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) I am not. Silence.Until, GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) You're pushing it again. An exasperated sigh. BOY'S VOICE (O.S.) Well, hurry up.My foot's falling asleep. GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) Mo-mmm.Larry's pushing it. Mom? MOM (O.S.) (from the next room) Larry, don't push it. And now, we finally pan over to discover two KIDS playing with a Ouija board.For future reference, the players are FAITH (age eleven), and her brother LARRY (ten). LARRY I'M NOT PUSHING IT. FAITH Wait.I have to write this down. A groan out of him.She grabs a piece of paper and starts scrawling out a series of letters. FAITH Grandma told me everybody has a soul mate. FAITH But most people never find theirs, most people settle.I'm never gonna settle. She gazes up as the ripe summer moon slips behind a bank of clouds. FAITH This way I'll know the name of the man I'm supposed to wait for.