Short Film Sci-Fi Script

1. Mirror Minds
By
Jacob Lovett
401.227.0514
jacoblovett4@gmail.com
5364 New Centre Dr.
Wilmington, NC 28403

2. INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Mark enters his classroom. He wears a flat backpack, pressed
against his back.
He sits down at his desk and the class begins. He pulls out
a notepad and pen from his backpack.
The teacher points to the projection on the wall: A mosquito
exiting is egg.
Mark begins to draw the Mosquito as it exits its egg.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
John, (30s) a salesman in a conference room, is drawing on
his own pad of paper a smaller, more discreet version of the
same mosquito.
CONFERENCE LEADER & TEACHER
(Simultaneously Overlaid)
John, you with us?
He looks up.
CUT TO:
INT. CLASSROOM - CONTINUOUS
Seamless transition of Mark looking up.
CUT TO:
SPLIT FRAME OF MARK AND JOHN looking up simultaneously.
MARK AND JOHN (SAME VOICE)
Yeah.
EXT. CITY BUS STOP - DAY
John walks out of his building and waits at a bus stop.
INT. CITY BUS - DAY
John sits on the bus watching the others around him.

3. 2.
INT. SCHOOL BUS - DAY
Mark sits on the school bus with the same expression as
John. Shy, quiet, watching the others as they fool around.
Mark watches others get on and off. Saying hello and
goodbye.
INT. ALLEN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
ALLEN lies with his girlfriend, MARIA, in bed. He’s
shirtless and strokes her shoulder as they lay.
ALLEN
You’re skin is so soft. Its
gorgeous.
MARIA
Thanks..
ALLEN
Something wrong?
MARIA
No, just thinking.
ALLEN
About?
MARIA
Well..us. What we’re doing...Where
we’re going. Whether or not its all
worth it.
ALLEN
(Moving closer)
Babe, I know things are tough right
now, but we’re becoming better
people because of it. Stronger
people. We’re going to be fine.
Trust me.
INT. DORM ROOM - NIGHT
MARK enters his dorm room. His roommates are playing video
games and eating snacks.
ROOMMATE 1
Hey mark.
The other one is too focused on the game.
(CONTINUED)

4. CONTINUED: 3.
MARK
Hey guys.
He puts his bag on the counter, reaches into the fridge and
pulls out a sandwich.
He leans on the counter, watching them play. They are very
invested in their game.
His phone buzzes in his pocket. He looks down.
A TEXT FROM ASHLEY READS: HEY MARK, WANT TO COME DOWNTOWN
FOR A DRINK?
He puts the sandwich down and begins to to respond.
TEXTING BACK: SURE THING, WHERE YOU AT?
INT. CLUB - NIGHT
Mark enters the club. His hair slicked back. He looks
somewhat nervous as he enters the crowd. As Mark moves into
the crowd, John passes by, drinks in hand. He moves to a
nearby booth where three women sit, talking. He drops down
the drinks and takes a seat beside them.
EVELYN
John, what took you so long. Mary
gave her life’s story while you
were away.
MARY
Oh, shut up.
JOHN
Fricken bartender’s a jerk. He’s
like dragging his feet back there.
JOAN
Makes a killer drink though.
They all sip. Mary looks over in Mark’s direction. He
wanders aimlessly looking around for somebody. He is
obviously a little lost. Mary gets up.
MARY
My drinks a little weak. I’m gonna
go complain. Anyone care to join
me?
(CONTINUED)

5. CONTINUED: 4.
JOHN
Sure thing.
They both walk in the direction of the bar.
Mark Looks at Mary, a blond bombshell, entranced. He sees
her with John as they go up to the bar. Intimidated, he
turns away.
He looks at his phone. IT READS: WHERE ARE YOU? From him. No
response.
He sits down at the bar and begins to vie for the
bartender’s attention. The bartender is focused on other
things.
He scratches his head, stressed. Mary plops her things next
to him. He looks up, surprised. John looks ahead toward the
bartender.
JOHN
(whispering to Mary)
Work your magic.
Mark overhears his voice and is taken off guard. It sounds a
lot like him. But it was too quiet to be sure.
MARY
Oh, bartender!
She waves her hand like she is the only one in the room. The
bartender sighs and walks over to her.
MARY
My drinks a little weak, can you
give it a little bump for me?
She pouts her lip a bit.
BARTENDER
(Wiping the counter)
We measure out each drink. nice try
though.
She puts on a fake sad face. Mark looks to the bartender,
waves his hand. The bartender turns away and continues what
he was trying to do.
MARY
(To mark)
You need a drink?
(CONTINUED)

6. CONTINUED: 5.
MARK
Yeah, this guy’s oblivious.
Now John perks up, notices the similarity in his voice to
his own. Mary speaks up again.
MARY
Hey one more thing. The bartender
sighs and walks back over. Can you
hook my friend up with a drink? He
turns 21 today and he’s been
waiting for a while.
BARTENDER
(To Mark)
Let me see your license.
Skeptical, Mark reaches into his pocket. He shoots Mary a
look.
MARK
Its not really my birthday, she was
just trying to get you to notice
me.
BARTENDER
(Facetious)
That’s really sweet. What’re you
drinking.
The bartender looks intently at the ID. John waits patiently
by, off-put by the similarity in his and Mark’s voice.
MARK
Belgium Pearl
BARTENDER
Nice choice, coming right up.
He walks away.
MARK
Thanks!
MARY
No problem. I’m Mary.
She reaches out her arm.
MARK
Mark.
John walks off, tipsy from his drink. He maneuvers his way
to the table.
(CONTINUED)

7. CONTINUED: 6.
EVELYN
Looks like Mary found a friend.
JOHN
...Yeah.
He shakes his head, confused. Convincing himself its the
alcohol.
EVELYN
You alright?
JOHN
Yeah, just a little tipsy is all.
JOAN watches. Sips her drink happily.
INT. ALLEN’s APARTMENT - MORNING
ALLEN makes himself a pot of coffee. He throws on some bacon
and eggs. Wipes the sleep from his eyes. MARIA enters from
the other room.
ALLEN
(chipper)
Mornin’ babe.
MARIA
(Melancholy)
Good morning.
Allen looks down at the eggs. focused. Maria grabs her purse
and makes herself a cup.
ALLEN
Not gonna have any eggs?
MARIA
No, I need to get in a little early
today. Have a lot of work to catch
up on.
ALLEN
Alright, well grab an apple or
something.
MARIA
Alright.
MARIA walks right passed him.
(CONTINUED)

8. CONTINUED: 7.
ALLEN
Well, bye!
Maria turns around in the door frame. ALLEN walks over to
her. They kiss.
She walks out. He walks back over to his eggs.
INT. HOME OFFICE - DAY
Allen sits at the computer desk, sipping his coffee.
He scrolls through Facebook news articles and stops on one
about the life and death of Ron Proctor. He takes another
sip, leaning closer into the article.
The Article Reads (with a picture of Ron Proctor):
OVERLAY WITH IMAGES OF WHAT IS DESCRIBED:
ALLEN (V.O)
Ron was a Philosopher and Author of
the mid 70s.
IMAGE OF RON PROCTOR’S HOME IN COUNTRYSIDE.
ALLEN (V.O) CONT.
He lived a quiet life in New
Hampshire, working as a school
teacher and writing Novels and
Articles in his spare time.
IMAGE OF RON IN HIS HOME, TYPING. HE WEARS SUSPENDERS AND
SLICKS BACK HIS HAIR.
ALLEN (V.O) CONT.
Ron was the leader of the "Mirror
Minds" movement. A movement devoted
to debunking the mysterious
spiritual and ritualistic
occurrences of those who claimed to
be spiritually linked to other
people.
IMAGE OF TWO PEOPLE SITTING IN PARK, TALKING, LAUGHING.
ALLEN (V.O) CONT.
Many subjects claimed to have an
undeniable spiritual link to
others. Some of whom they had never
met, others were close friends.
What prevents this story from
falling into the realm of
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

9. CONTINUED: 8.
ALLEN (V.O) CONT. (cont’d)
superstitious folk lore, is Ron’s
personal account. He explains in an
article his own experience. Here is
an excerpt from his writings:
IMAGE OF RON WRITING METICULOUSLY IN A NOTEBOOK.
RON PROCTOR (V.O)
My mind has been freed from past
baggage. I do not understand why,
but I no longer have the same fears
which had held me back for so many
years. The pain of my father’s
death, the loss of my Wife, Gina,
all seems lesser now.
IMAGE OF RON IN PSYCHIATRIST’S OFFICE.
RON PROCTOR (V.O)
My psychologist explains this to me
as a phase of "Letting go". I have
finally set aside my emotional
pains to make room for more
productive, positive life
experiences. However, I do not find
this satisfactory.
IMAGE OF FATHER BATHING BABY SON
RON PROCTOR (V.O) CONT.
How could I no longer feel the pain
of my father’s death? The man who
bathed me, taught me gratitude and
love? I knew there had been
something else, but I could not yet
grasp what it was.
IMAGE OF RON MEETING FACE TO FACE WITH A JANITOR IN SCHOOL
HALLWAY.
RON PROCTOR (V.O) CONT.
Until I met Paul. Paul was a man of
little baggage, he lived a quiet
life, one of self-reliance and
fortitude.
IMAGE OF PAUL WORKING AS A JANITOR. RON STEPS INTO FRAME.
RON PROCTOR (V.O) CONT.
He worked as a janitor at a my
school, that was how I met him. But
when I spoke to him for the first
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

10. CONTINUED: 9.
RON PROCTOR (V.O) CONT. (cont’d)
time, I noticed something that
struck me to my core.
PAUL
Hey there.
RON PROCTOR (V.O) CONT.
We had the same voice, the same
tonality and cadence in our speech.
Both alarmed by this, we spoke
more- learning of the others past
and life. Paul told me of his
family, a son named Bob and his
Wife Andra. They were a small,
happy family. Paul had never once
had any trauma in his life. Both
his parents were still alive, and
he had brothers and sisters that
lived in the nearby mountains whom
he visited frequently. He was happy
man, yet he carried a heavy burden.
He told me of this unending sense
of dread he feels. This feeling of
loss that he had never experienced.
The feeling of a loved one whom he
had never known.
ALLEN (V.O)
Ron had concluded, through many
tests and writings that he and Paul
shared the same soul, were
inherently the same person spread
between two bodies. Of course his
writings were not taken seriously
by the scientific community but he
remains today a cult legend that
still mystifies the spiritual world
today. Can two people really share
the same soul? What would happen if
you met someone who spoke the same
as you, shared the same thoughts?
What kind of implications would
this have about life and the
afterlife? Keep your eyes, ears and
hearts open. You never know if you
just might bump into another you.
Allen stares at the screen. Intrigued.
EXT. PORCH - DAY
(CONTINUED)

11. CONTINUED: 10.
John sits on his porch. Working off a hangover. He smokes a
cigarette as he watches traffic pass by. He pulls out a
notebook and begins to write.
MY MIND IS A GATEWAY. A VAST SEA OF RIPPLING WAVES, AGAIN
AND AGAIN REFLECTING BACK THE SAME DISTORTED IMAGE. A MIRROR
OF MINDS.
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY
Mark walks down a school hallway on the phone.
RING. RING.
DEB
(on the other end)
..Hello?
MARK
Hey Sis.
DEB
Whats up?
MARK
Not much, heading to class. Just
wanted to see how you’re doing.
DEB
Doing good, heading to work myself.
Everything alright?
MARK
Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Maybe drank a
little too much last night.
DEB
(Jokingly)
OOO...
(laughs)
MARK
Hey so, you remember our Uncle
Gabe?
DEB
Gabe? Yeah he lives in Colorado
now, I think he farms pot.
(Laughs)
(CONTINUED)

12. CONTINUED: 11.
MARK
I don’t know why, he popped into my
head last night. You ever see him
at the family parties or anything?
DEB
Nope. Not in a few years.
MARK
Hm. Well, I was thinking of maybe
paying him a visit.
DEB
Oh, you guys have vacation coming
up right? You’re not going to come
up here?
MARK
I was going to, but maybe I’ll take
a detour. Split the trip, you know.
DEB
Whatever you want to do. I know Mom
and Dad would like to see you.
MARK
Yeah,
(looking into classroom)
look I got to go.
DEB
Alright, talk to you later.
Mark hangs up. Walks into the class. Its already begun. His
teacher sneers at him for his tardiness.
INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Allen scans through the video tapes at his public library.
He is in the "P" section. Can’t find anything.
He goes up to the counter.
ALLEN
You guys have anything on Ron
Proctor.
LIBRARY CLERK
Oh you mean that old cult classic,
"Mirror Minds?" That things a gas.
(CONTINUED)

13. CONTINUED: 12.
ALLEN
Yeah, that please.
LIBRARY CLERK
I’ll get it for you.
The librarian goes around the back and returns with a dvd,
its cover has on it an image of two faces, split by a beam
of light.
INT. MARKETING FIRM - DAY
John sits at his workstation. He dials a number, picks up
his phone.
JOHN
Hey, Mr. Hamilton, glad to finally
get up with you. Have you taken any
time to consider our-
He looks at his phone. The man hung up.
CUT TO:
JOHN
Mrs. Sloan, have you you taken time
to consider our proposal?
(Pause, listening)
No, there is a small fee involved.
(Listens)
Its $200.00 for the whole year.
The phone hangs up.
CUT TO:
John has his head on the desk. Phone to his ear.
JOHN
Mr. Abingdon, great to hear from
you!
(He lifts his head excitedly)
You- you’d like a spot?
(He starts grabbing some
papers and begins jotting
notes)
Wonderful, I can do that for you
right away, would you like to pay
with credit card or a check?
His face goes blank.
(CONTINUED)

14. CONTINUED: 13.
JOHN
Yes, yes you can fax us a check,
that’s fine.
CUT TO:
John watches anxiously as a fax comes through the machine.
It very slowly comes in and to his dismay half of the check
comes in blank. The Fax jams up, creating a grinding sound.
JOHN
(Pulling the fax out)
Oh no-no-no-no-no-no.
CUT TO:
INT. BACK OFFICE - DAY
John slams the paper down on the desk.
JOHN
I had a buyer. This is still usable
right? The rest of the numbers
aren’t needed to process, right?
He reeks of desperation.
His boss looks up from his desk. Pulls down his glasses.
BOSS
Go home John. This isn’t working
out.
He looks back to his papers.
JOHN
(A loss for words)
Uh...wha-?
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Mark sits at his desk. Head down, scribbling on a paper in
frustration. He mumbles desperation as he scribbles.
The teacher hears this, interrupting his lecture.
TEACHER
Mark! Head up.
Mark doesn’t respond.
(CONTINUED)

15. CONTINUED: 14.
TEACHER
Mark!
Mark looks up, but remains inattentive.
TEACHER
Get out of my class. You’re being
disruptive.
Mark stands up and steps out.
INT. DORM ROOM - DAY
Mark opens a letter on his counter. It’s his quarterly
report card. He’s flunking out of everything.
He tears it up and throws it in the garburator.
INT. ALLEN’S APARTMENT - DAY
ALLEN watches intently a video showing Ron Proctor giving a
lecture about the concept of Mirror Minds. The video
inter-cuts from super 8 style shots of himself sitting at a
desk and text subjects in an empty, white room.
RON PROCTOR
I haven’t seen anything so amazing
as I did today. The man and woman,
though separate in age and gender,
both shared the same patterns of
thinking. It was as if when they
were together, their minds were
syncing back up, merging to one,
singular consciousness. Astounding.
Allen sits with his face inches from the screen.
MARIA enters through the door, carrying a bag of groceries.
MARIA
Allen.
Allen is hyper-focused.
ALLEN
Huh..
MARIA
(placing the groceries down)
Allen!
Allen pauses the video.
(CONTINUED)

16. CONTINUED: 15.
ALLEN
Yeah, what?
MARIA
I’m leaving you.
ALLEN
Wha-what?
MARIA
I can’t do this anymore Allen, I’m
sorry. You use me. You use me for
my money,
(She shakes the groceries)
you use me for sex. You even use me
for my computer!
(Pointing to the monitor)
I can’t do it anymore, I want you
out.
Allen sits, silent.
ALLEN
I..I.
INT. CAR - DAY
Mark drives in his car in the country.
EXT. MARIJUANA DISPENSARY - DAY
Mark pulls in front of the dispensary.
INT. MARIJUANA DISPENSARY - DAY
He walks through the plants and sees GABE (late 40s)
watering some of them.
Marks walks to meet him.
MARK
You Gabe?
GABE
Yeah, who’s askin’.
MARK
I’m your nephew, Mark.
(CONTINUED)

17. CONTINUED: 16.
GABE
Oh, Mark. You’re Fiona’s son. To
what do I owe the pleasure of such
a visit?
MARK
(Being a bit disingenuous)
Just wanted to meet you. Haven’t
really seen you since before I
could talk.
GABE
Well, now that you can talk, what
did you want to talk about?
MARK
I had this strange, kind of
ridiculous thing happen to me the
other night. I met some folks at a
bar and this guy, he sounded just
like me.
GABE
What do you mean? Is he from the
same part of Massachusetts?
MARK
No, not like that. Like he sounded,
talked and felt, just like me.
GABE
Tell me the truth Mark, you’re just
here for some free Ganj aren’t ya.
MARK
No, no I just. When I was young, I
experienced the same sensation,
only I couldn’t place a finger on
it. I felt that way when I heard
you speak. It isn’t something I can
describe.
Gabe looks at Mark. His demeanor relaxes.
GABE
Follow me.
He puts the hose down and walks off. Mark follows.

18. 17.
INT. JOHN’S APARTMENT - DAY
John scans the facebook page of Mark, grabs his phone, eyes
fixed to the monitor.
JOHN
Mary, that kid Mark you were
talking with the other night, you
get his number?
INT. DISPENSARY OFFICE - DAY
Gabe is showing Mark the "Mirror Minds" video. Ron Proctor
on the screen delivering his impassioned testimony.
Mark is completely absorbed.
His phone rings. He doesn’t recognize the number. Mark
answers.
MARK
Hello?
JOHN
This Mark?
MARK
Who’s this?
JOHN
I think you know.
MARK
Meet me a 4361 Mill Parlour Ln.,
Allabast, NH. 8pm Tomorrow.
Gabe nods in approval.
INT. CAR - DAY
Allen drives in his car, frustrated.
He looks down at the DVD sitting in the passenger’s seat and
picks it up, looking at it.

19. 18.
INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Allen sits at one of the computer stations in the local
library. He wears headphones, watching the remainder of the
video.
At the end he see the credits, which lists the city where
the film was shot.
RON PROCTOR
(On screen)
This is Ron Proctor signing off.
He searches in the search engine: RON PROCTOR, ALLABAST, NH.
A picture pops up of a large country house with an article
that reads: PROCTOR ESTATE SOLD FOR 1.3 million to PAUL
ESTES, closest friend.
CUT TO:
THE PHOTO TRANSITIONS TO A LIVE-ACTION VIEW OF THE HOUSE.
EXT. PROCTOR ESTATE - DAY
MARK and GABE arrive. They both look up at the house, then
look at each other, puzzled. They walk up to the door and
ring the doorbell.
PAUL, a disheveled old man in his 70’s answers the door.
He looks at the two through the screen who stare back at him
blankly.
PAUL
I can’t imagine the fear and
excitement you both must have right
now. Come.
They look at each-other once more and follow, without
speaking.
INT. PROCTOR HOUSE - DAY
The two men sit down on the couch in the living room.
PAUL walks through the house, two cups of hot coffee on a
tray. He places them on the coffee table in front of them.
MARK and GABE exchange weary glances.
Paul sits down in the arm chair in front of them.
(CONTINUED)

20. CONTINUED: 19.
PAUL
Drink up, its your favorite.
They both take a sip.
MARK
You’re Paul Benson. You were Ron
Proctor’s...
(He looks at Gabe skeptically)
Paul leans in, excitedly.
PAUL
Mirror Mind?
Mark sinks back into his chair.
PAUL
Tell me boys, what do you think
brought you here today. To a
stranger’s house whom you know
little to nothing about.
(beat)
Ron was a notable philosopher, yes,
but we haven’t had any fans come to
visit in decades. Why you, why now?
CAR DOORS are heard from just outside.
PAUL
Ah, there must be the others. Just
in time!
Gabe and mark stare at each other once more.
JOHN stands at the door. ALLEN skeptically approaches from
behind.
Paul waves his hand in.
PAUL
Come on, come on, we haven’t all
day.
The two step inside.
PAUL
Mark, John, Gabe, and Allen, come
with me.
They all stare blankly at one another in a circle. Paul
opens a cellar door and begins to take the steps.
They break their glances and follow below.
(CONTINUED)

21. CONTINUED: 20.
PAUL
Now what I’m about to show you is
not something the world will ever
believe, so don’t bother telling
anybody.
He turns on the light.
Lining the walls are pictures, photographs of 100s of
individuals, some are accounts of those who lived hundreds
of years ago, others are photographs of people today, famous
people on television, men, women, children, infants, endless
possibilities.
The group steps in, looking at the pictures on the walls.
PAUL
Ron was a unique man,
(He shoots them a look)
Well, you know what I mean.
He walks through the room, picks up a worn leather notebook.
PAUL
He had an incredible ability to see
beyond the veil of humanity, to
unearth fragments of the truth of
what is truly going on.
John looks at Allen, back to Paul. He pulls a crumpled paper
out of his pocket.
PAUL
Here is the very first line from
his personal notebook: My Mind is a
gateway. A vast sea of rippling
waves.
John jumps in:
JOHN AND PAUL
Again and again reflecting back the
same, distorted image.
PAUL
(Looking up, smiling)
You know it?
JOHN
Know it, I wrote it!
(CONTINUED)

22. CONTINUED: 21.
ALLEN
(Impulsively)
My mind is a gateway.
MARK
My mind is a gateway.
GABE
Whats happening?
PAUL
(Excited)
Its happening. We’re sinking up!
He slams the books and places it down.
GABE, PAUL, MARK, ALLEN AND JOHN
(In unison)
MY MIND IS A GATEWAY. A VAST SEA of
rippling waves, AGAIN and again
REFLECTING BACK THE SAME DISTORTED
IMAGE. A MIRROR OF MINDS.
Each one of their eyes open wide.
CUT TO:
INT. SUBURBAN HOME - DAY
A woman sits at a dinner table with her family.
WIFE
A mirror on minds...
The rest of the family look up.
HUSBAND
What was that hun?
CUT TO:
EXT. GRAVEYARD - DAY
A young boy and his grandmother. He holds her hand as they
walk through the graveyard.
BOY
A mirror of minds.
(CONTINUED)

23. CONTINUED: 22.
GRANDMOTHER
Huh?
CUT TO:
INT. OFFICE - DAY
An asian woman stands in an elevator with a few other
colleagues wearing suits and carrying breifcases.
ASIAN WOMAN
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(A mirror of Minds)
INT. BACK IN BASEMENT - DAY
They all snap out of it and look at one another. Paul smiles
and begins to laugh.
The others are in shock. But one by one, begin to laugh
also.
It becomes a cacaphony of laughter.
SERIES OF CUTS:
The wife is laughing histerically at her dinner table.
The boy in the graveyard is laughing his ass off. His
grandmother smacks his butt.
GRANDMOTHER
A graveyard is a place of mourning!
The asain woman in the elevator is laughing histerically.
The colleagues walk out, weirded out. She catches her
breath.
INT. BACK IN BASEMENT - DAY
They all relax.
They all wear bright, vibrant smiles.
CUT TO:
One by one, they file out of the house, still wearing
vibrant smiles on their faces.
(CONTINUED)

24. CONTINUED: 23.
They each carry a coffee cup for the road.
CUT TO:
INT. CAR - DAY
John slams his hand on the dashboard in excitement, still
wearing his bright, vibrant smile.
EXT. MARIA’S HOUSE - DAY
Allen knocks on the door. Maria answers. She is
apprehensive.
Allen remains smiling.
MARIA
What..
ALLEN
You’re right. I do use you.
She tries to speak but he cuts her off.
ALLEN
I use you for your computer, your
money, your food...
(He steps closer)
Your comfort, your support, your
love.
(pause)
I use you for everything and I
don’t intend to stop.
Maria smiles gently and waves him into the house.
He follows her inside.
INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
Mark and Mary sit inside a coffee shop.
Mark, sipping a coffee, works on a paper on his laptop.
He puts the finishing touches on it.
Mary smiles at him from over their computers.
He smiles back.

25. 24.
INT. STORE - DAY
John walk into a clothing store.
CLERK
Hey Johnny boy! What do you have
for me today?
John points to the shirt he’s wearing.
JOHN
You’re looking at it!
Its a graphic T-shirt that says: Everyday is Earth day.
He throws his bag off shirts onto the counter.
CLERK
Really nice man!
INT. GABE’S OFFICE - DAY
Gabe sits at his desk on the phone.
GABE
Hey sis, long time no talk.
(pause)
Yeah, well I’d like to come visit.
Yeah no, nothing’s wrong, I just
want to catch up.
INT. PAUL’S HOUSE - DAY
Paul sips his coffee on his front porch. A car pulls up
packed to the brim with camping gear.
PAUL’S SON
Hey dad, you ready?
Paul smiles and laughs, excited. Paul leaves the house.
INT. PAUL’S BASEMENT - DAY
A television set turns on. It is the "Mirror Minds Video" at
the very end.
RON PROCTOR
You never know when you just might
come face to face with another you.
This is Ron Proctor...
(CONTINUED)

26. CONTINUED: 25.
SPLIT SCREEN BETWEEN JOHN, MARK, GABE, PAUL, WIFE, ASIAN
WOMAN, BOY, RON PROCTOR, AND ALLEN, ALL OF WHOM SAY:
EVERYONE
Signing off.
FADE TO BACK
ROLL CREDITS