Open with a close-up of the turntable spinning as Zach's hand places the needle on the record. A mid-sixties Coltrane song plays at an extreme volume. The camera stays on the turntable while we hear Zach return to the couch. Cut to a shot from Zach's perspective where we get a sense of the garage, packed with clutter and boxes. The garage door opens, and it's so bright outside, it blows out the camera momentarily. We're only able to see Adrian once he closes the door behind himself.
Cut to a wider angle still, from the room's back corner. We now see both characters. Zach stumbles to his feet to turn down the stereo as Adrian grabs two sodas off the dresser.
"Hey," Zach says, almost as an afterthought.
Adrian hands Zach a soda and sits down on a chair to the couch's right. The camera begins to slowly dolly around the characters, giving us, for the moment, a view of Zach's face and Adrian's back. Adrian says, "Hey, how was your flight?"
Zach collapses into the couch. "Horrible." He closes his eyes. "I'm back now, though. It's great seeing you again."
By now, the camera's in front of the characters, a medium two shot. We have a full view of Zach's face; his sunken eyes, caused by sleep deprivation. Adrian can't help but notice.
"Yeah, no joke." They sit for a minute, sipping on the sodas. Zach closes his eyes. Adrian shifts in his chair.
Adrian breaks the silence. "Look, are you alright? Should I leave?" The camera begins to hesitantly cut between two over-the-shoulder close-ups.
After a beat, Zach says "I'm good, really," he smiles, opens his eyes. "That's..."
"That's the least convincing thing you've ever said?"
Zach sinks further into his seat and stares back downwards. "Yeah. Sorry."
Adrian hesitates, then sits forward, "Hey, man, um," pause, "have you spoken to Jen?"
"Um," says Zach, "yeah, I have. She's, um-" He leans forward, rests his head on his hands, his elbows on knees, stares at his feet. "She said she'd stop by later."
Zach plays with his soda cap. Adrian looks at Zach, disapprovingly.
Cut to a close shot of Zach's hands, between his knees, playing with soda cap, his face off the frame. It stays there as he says, without looking up, "No. I mean, it's fine. We're over it. I mean, we're all over it."
It cuts back to the close two shot of them. "No," Adrian says. He stands up, his head now above the frame. "I mean, fuck." He turns away. "Fuck!"
After a moment, he falls to his seat. Zach looks down.
They sip their sodas and listen to the record.
"Is this Coltrane?"
"You're always listening to Coltrane."
Zach says nothing.
Cut back to the view of the garage from the couch. The spinning record is in view on the frame's left side. The massive garage door dominates the right side. Above Coltrane's desperate screech, we hear them shifting in their seats but we cannot see them.
Eventually, the garage door opens, again blowing out half the frame. Cut to an unsteady handheld position behind Adrian and Zach, before we can see who's entering. Zach stands, leaving his soda on the ground. Jen walks into the garage wearing red, one-piece pajamas. She hugs Zach.
The handheld camera moves around the couch to get closer to the figures, the open garage door still burning a painful light in a portion of the screen.
Jen is smiling widely. "Hey!" she says, looking at Zach.
Zach smiles back, suddenly energized, "How's it going?"
Jen lifts a couple sodas off the dresser. She walks back to the couch, the camera walking with her. Jen says "Adrian," and nods at him, cheerfully. The camera pans around to see Adrian raise his soda bottle in reply.
Zach returns to the couch. Jen stands in front of the stereo. The camera, still in the unbroken handheld shot, moves far to the side so that Zach and Jen are in the foreground, Adrian seated in the background. Behind Jen, a small portion of the open garage door remains visible.
"How was your flight?" Jen asks.
Zach smiles. "It was alright." Adrian looks down, shrinks back in his chair. Zach says, "What are you wearing?"
Jen laughs, "Well, it's obviously a onesie. I just bought it."
"That's awesome!" says Zach, enthused.
"I know!" She looks into Zach's eyes, says, less cheerfully, "You look like you haven't slept in two days."
"Yeah, well-" Zach looks away. A moment passes.
"Well, I just stopped to say hi, and drink your soda. I'm heading home," She looks at Zach, "But
we definitely have to hang out this break."
"No kidding," Zach says. Jen moves towards the exit. Adrian gets up, follows her. The camera also moves to follow, staying close behind Adrian. Over his shoulder, we see her exit into the extreme light. Adrian closes the door behind her. The camera cuts back to its stationary position behind the couch. Zach is, again, sunken into the couch, playing with the cap. Adrian walks over, doesn't sit down. He just looks at Zach.
Cut to a close-up of Zach, uncomfortable, not looking up at Adrian. "Dude, I'm..." He looks up.
"What are you doing?"
Cut to a two-shot from besides the characters, they just barely fit in the frame.
"I'm waiting for her to turn the corner outside," Adrian says. No one says anything for a few bars of music.
Zach begins, "Dude, I'm really sorry, I..." Adrian punches him in the nose and walks out of the frame. Cut to a close over-the-shoulder shot of Zach, who reaches his hand to his face. He pulls it away to see a trickle of blood on his fingers. The camera cuts back to behind the couch, the door just closing behind Adrian. Coltrane blows on his saxophone like a man on fire.
"Fuck!" Zach shouts. Cut to black.
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