CHARACTERS
MRS. LOUISE MALLARD – the emotionally distraught
widow with a heart condition
JOSEPHINE – the unhelpful but good intentioned sister
of LOUISE MALLARD
RICHARD – the unhelpful but good intentioned best
friend of the supposedly deceased BRENTLY MALLARD
BRENTLY MALLARD – the supposedly deceased husband of
LOUISE MALLARD
PAGE ONE, PANEL
ONE
A woman, MRS. MALLARD, sobbing as she clings to another
PAGE ONE, PANEL TWO
The woman she clings to, JOSEPHINE, trying to sound
comforting and not awkward as she explains what has happened.
PAGE ONE, PANEL THREE
A man, RICHARD, stands idly by to support them morally from
afar, while also dealing with his own saddened feelings.
PAGE ONE, PANEL FOUR
RICHARD is holding a newspaper regarding the deaths at the
Train Station, including a BRENTLY MALLARD.
PAGE TWO, PANEL
ONE
A long hallway is pictured, with a closed door at the end.
NARRATION: Several hours later…
PAGE TWO, PANEL TWO
From behind we see a shot of a comfy, luxurious armchair
facing the open window.
PAGE TWO, PANEL THREE
From behind we see MRS. MALLARD moves to sit in the chair
and deflates within it
PAGE TWO, PANEL FOUR
A close up of MRS. MALLARD’S grief stricken, tired face, the
light from outside illuminating her features
PAGE THREE, PANEL
ONE
The green, lush trees outside sway in the breeze
PAGE THREE, PANEL TWO
Vendors outside call out to potential customers about their
wares
PAGE THREE, PANEL THREE
A song passes through the air
PAGE THREE, PANEL FOUR
Sparrows fly in the distance
PAGE THREE, PANEL FIVE
The sky is so blue, and littered with aimless clouds
PAGE FOUR, PANEL
ONE
MRS. MALLARD sits with her head thrown
back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except for a sob coming
from her throat.
PAGE FOUR, PANEL TWO
A close up of her distant, dull gaze,
her eyebrows knitted together as a sign of internal thinking
PAGE FOUR, PANEL THREE
Suddenly MRS. MALLARD begins to breathe
deep
PAGE FOUR, PANEL FOUR
A front view of her face.
MRS. MALLARD: Free, free, free!
PAGE FIVE, PANEL ONE
TEXT: I will miss you my love…
PAGE FIVE, PANEL TWO
A snapshot of MR. MALLARD’S folded
hands in his casket.
PAGE FIVE, PANEL THREE
A snapshot of MRS. MALLARD over her
late husband’s casket
PAGE FIVE, PANEL FOUR
A snapshot of her husband’s face,
peaceful in death
PAGE FIVE, PANEL FIVE
Shows MRS. MALLARD from behind, her
arms spread out.
TEXT: But I am free!
PAGE SIX, PANEL ONE
JOSEPHINE is looking through the
keyhole.
TEXT: Free! Body and soul free!
JOSEPHINE: Louise! Louise!
PAGE SIX, PANEL TWO
A close up of JOSEPHINE looking through
the door
JOSEPHINE: Louise, open the door! I
beg, open the door--you will make yourself ill. What are you doing Louise?
PAGE SIX, PANEL THREE
A shot of the armchair with MRS.
MALLARD, the door in the background.
JOSEPHINE: For heaven’s sake, open the
door!
MRS. MALLARD: Go away, I’m not making
myself ill!
PAGE SIX, PANEL FOUR
Over the shoulder shot of MRS. MALLARD
looking back at the door.
JOSEPHINE: Louise! Louise, please!
PAGE SIX, PANEL FIVE
MRS. MALLARD opens the door swiftly,
much to the surprise of JOSEPHINE.
PAGE SEVEN, PANEL ONE
MRS. MALLARD is now alight with purpose
and new vitality.
PAGE SEVEN, PANEL TWO
JOSEPHINE is a little confused, but seems
pleased to see her sister is alright.
PAGE SEVEN, PANEL THREE
Together they descend the stairs, a
feeling of newfound joy amongst them
PAGE SEVEN, PANEL FOUR
RICHARD waits at the bottom of the
stairs
PAGE EIGHT, PANEL ONE
The front door opens, obscuring the
person
VOICE: Hello!
PAGE EIGHT, PANEL TWO
BRENTLY MALLARD’S photograph on the
mantelpiece
VOICE: Hello!
PAGE EIGHT, PANEL THREE
A flashback of BRENTLY MALLARD doing
something far from the train station
PAGE EIGHT, PANEL FOUR
And then the train station blows ups,
without him harmed, oblivious the destruction behind him.
PAGE NINE, PANEL ONE
Back in the present, a forward shot of
him cheerfully coming into the house.
BRENTLY: Hello! I’m home!
PAGE TEN, PANEL ONE
BRENTLY MALLARD is confused as
JOSEPHINE screeches in shock
PAGE TEN, PANEL TWO
RICHARD turns around in surprise
RICHARD: Brently…?!
PAGE TEN, PANEL THREE
MRS. MALLARD’S step back in surprise,
mild horror on her face
PAGE TEN, PANEL THREE
An even closer look at MRS. MALLARD’S
look of horror
PAGE TEN, PANEL FIVE
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