Tuesday 7 October 2008

We'll sort something out.

FADE IN: INT. BEDROOM

JACOB is alone in the room, there's light coming in through the window. JACOB is covered in sweat, he's still asleep, but writhing in pain. MOLLY comes to the door to check on him. She has a bottle of water in her hand. Noticing that he's in pain, she goes and sits on the edge of the bed, waking him.


MOLLY

(nudging him)

Hey..


JACOBS suddenly takes in a deep breath, his eyes springing open.


MOLLY

How are you feeling?


JACOB

I need a drink.


MOLLY

(passing him the bottle of water)

Here, take this.


JACOB sits up in bed and opens the bottle and begins downing it. MOLLY stops him pretty quickly.


MOLLY

Whoa now, don't drink it all. It's the only bottled water we have.


JACOB

We'll sort something out.


MOLLY

I'm going to go down and sit with Grace for a bit, are you gonna be down soon?


JACOB

Yeah...


MOLLY gets up from the bed and leaves the room. JACOB sits for a moment before getting up. As he stands up, he gets a sharp pain in his stomach, before long, he feels like he's going to be sick again. He makes a dash for the bathroom and is sick in the toilet. There's blood in his sick... He takes the bottle of water and heads downstairs.




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