Logline: After a chance encounter leads to mystery and murder, a young mechanic finds himself caught in the middle of a deadly underworld conflict. And the truth here will come at a horrifying cost of blood.
Excerpt from the script:
INT. AUTO REPAIR SHOP -- EARLY MORNING
LIGHT is streaming in through the windows. A few dust particles dance in the air. After the camera briefly surveys the details of the room, Lucas enters the frame and busies himself with some organizational tasks. Entirely relaxed, the movement of the camera emphasizes his mood but there’s a growing tension in the scene that plays out on Lucas’ face before he finally decides to listen to a VOICEMAIL that he’d received hours ago. As he holds the phone to his ear, the voicemail plays.
CHARLES POOLE (V.O.)
"Lucas? This is Charles Poole. We spoke the other day. I’m… I’m sorry. I’m just in shock at the moment. A colleague of mine’s insisting that Enoch (?)died(?) yesterday. Ah, I’m trying to get some more details but there’s nothing in the news. Did you speak with him? I mean, maybe you’re already in contact with the police. I’d… uh… appreciate it if you can call me though. For some reason I, I don’t want to believe this. Um… I’ll be in the office in an hour or so. Get in touch with me as soon as you can. Thank you. "
After listening to the voicemail, Lucas pauses in stunned silence. He exhales quietly. His posture deflates. Eventually, after holding his forehead as if he has an oncoming headache, Lucas dials Charles Poole’s office.
LUCAS
"Hi. This is Lucas D’Lambert. I’m calling for Mr. Poole. (Three beats) No, no. You mean Mr. Kolmogorov right? (Beat) Him also? I mean, uh… both of them? Wow… how? But you’re not saying they were in the same car. That’s… Just Mr. Poole? Okay but then… What! Um, how? Uh, how-how do they know it was a… murder. But, uh… well, I was going to speak to Mr. Poole because… (Long pause) Yeah (Slowly) I’m still here. You know what, I uh… I think this is a bad time. Yeah. I’m… I’m sorry. No, no. No, I appreciate your help. Yeah. You too. (Beat) Goodbye. Lucas is thoroughly distressed and disoriented now. Stumbling to make his way over to a stool, Lucas slumps down on it and stares off into space. Open to a wide shot to impress his isolation."
EXT. AUTO REPAIR SHOP -- DAY
Werner and Royce are outside smoking together. The sense we get of their relationship from body language is that Royce is reluctantly deferential towards Werner and that neither has any special affection for the other. They can work together in an effective manner but they’re not friends. This is also why Royce resents Lucas, a newer hire than himself, establishing a genuinely good relationship with the senior mechanic.
Royce, casually tosses a cigarette butt on the ground and then looks over at Werner.
ROYCE
"The tires for the YAMAHA should arrive by express courier today. I can call the owner up once they do right?"
WERNER (Dropping a butt in a tin)
"Well, Lucas is the one working on that. (Scoffs) Not me. But, yeah, he’s done everything else as far as I know. Just give him time to put the new tires on before the owner gets here, okay?"
ROYCE (Making a sour face)
"Of course."
The two men head inside the building.
