Synopsis Final Draft
Posted on 01:25 by Sam Ivermee
Rob is a young boy of 13 who's dressed in a old tracksuit. He is being pushed onto the floor by two older boys who are laughing at him as then do it, Rob protests for them to let him up and eventually they let him. Jack, a middle aged man dressed in draped old sportswear, is sitting at a table with a cup of tea on the table looking down. He's in a kitchen thats full of dirty mugs and pictures of himself and friends sitting in pubs and playing sports. Jack's front window is hit with an egg. In the reflection of the window is Rob and two of his older friends. Jack nearly looks towards the hallway where the noise of the egg has come from. Time passes and Jack leaves the kitchen on his wheelchair going down the hall. Outside Rob is being pushed to go and steal some medals from Jacks house. Rob tries to suggest they go and throw more eggs at peoples houses, the older boys dismiss his idea. Rob enters through the back door of Jacks house, Standing on the doormat Rob takes his shoes off. Rob walks down the hallway pausing to look into a small room of the hallway. Theres a small table with war themed sketches and photographs. Rob pauses as he looks into the room with interest but then briskly walks away. He see's the medal on the shelf and quickly grabs it and shoves it inside his pocket. Whilst walking back down the hallway Rob looks back into the art room and goes back into the room. He starts to look at the artwork before opening a photo album, As he's looking through the album Jack wheels into the room. Rob panics and turns to face him looking around for an exit. Jack urges him to sit down, he takes the open photo album and starts to look through the album himself. He shows Rob a picture of himself the day he left for the army not much older than Rob. He turns the page to a picture of him and his friends and a tear drops down his face. Rob tells him that he has to leave and purses to walk out of the room, and towards the door. After the door is closed the medal is pushed back through the letterbox.
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