| 1 | Joanne. |
| 2 | Standing on a white foot bridge. |
| 3 | Can of Red Stripe at her feet. |
| 4 | Still. |
| 5 | Looking out. |
| 6 | ~ |
| 7 | The brown murky waters of the River Usk flowing beneath. |
| 8 | ~ |
| 9 | Sounds of waves softly crashing into each other. |
| 10 | ~ |
| 11 | Building. |
| 12 | ~ |
| 13 | Wind flowing through her hair. |
| 14 | ~ |
| 15 | Joanne leans over the railings of the white walk bridge. |
| 16 | ~ |
| 17 | Breathing it all in. |
| 18 | ~ |
| 19 | Coke bottle in her hand. |
| 20 | ~ |
| 21 | She closes her eyes. |
| 22 | ~ |
| 23 | The pathetic ruins of the castle in the background. |
| 24 | ~ |
| 25 | Sunrise ripples on the river face. |
| 26 | ~ |
| 27 | She takes a large inhale of breath. |
| 28 | ~ |
| 29 | Emptiness. |
| 30 | ~ |
| 31 | No one else on the bridge. |
| 32 | ~ |
| 33 | Sound of the crashing waves getting harder. |
| 34 | ~ |
| 35 | The wind gently blows on her face. |
| 36 | ~ |
| 37 | She feels it. |
| 38 | ~ |
| 39 | She exhales. |
| 40 | ~ |
| 41 | Opens her eyes. |
| 42 | ~ |
| 43 | Watches the waves below. |
| 44 | ~ |
| 45 | The colours of the sunrise wrinkle on the over-lapping waves. |
| 46 | ~ |
| 47 | She looks up at the sky. |
| 48 | ~ |
| 49 | Clouds moving. |
| 50 | ~ |
| 51 | Colours throughout. |
| 52 | ~ |
| 53 | She gets lost in the sky. |
| 54 | ~ |
| 55 | Colours merging and increasing. |
| 56 | ~ |
| 57 | Seeping through the clouds. |
| 58 | ~ |
| 59 | Creating shadows. |
| 60 | ~ |
| 61 | She smiles. |
| 62 | ~ |
| 63 | Sound of the crashing waves getting even harder. |
| 64 | ~ |
| 65 | Wind getting more fierce. |
| 66 | ~ |
| 67 | Closes her eyes. |
| 68 | ~ |
| 69 | Breathes in. |
| 70 | ~ |
| 71 | Filling her lungs with breath. |
| 72 | ~ |
| 73 | Leans a little further over the railing. |
| 74 | ~ |
| 75 | Opens her eyes. |
| 76 | ~ |
| 77 | Exhales. |
| 78 | ~ |
| 79 | Stares into the distance. |
| 80 | ~ |
| 81 | Looks Left over to Friars Walk. |
| 82 | ~ |
| 83 | Looks Right over to the new built flats. |
| 84 | ~ |
| 85 | Deep in thought. |
| 86 | ~ |
| 87 | Giggles. |
| 88 | ~ |
| 89 | Opens her arms wide out. |
| 90 | ~ |
| 91 | Wind blows on her skin. |
| 92 | ~ |
| 93 | Wind blows through her hair. |
| 94 | ~ |
| 95 | Leans her head back. |
| 96 | ~ |
| 97 | Breathes. |
| 98 | ~ |
| 99 | Looks up to the sky again. |
| 100 | ~ |
| 101 | Gives herself to the wind. |
| 102 | ~ |
| 103 | Free. |
| 104 | ~ |
| 105 | Sings Sunshine quietly to herself - |
| 109 | Smiles. |
| 110 | ~ |
| 111 | BLACK |
| (0, 1) 168 | Beat |
| (0, 1) 294 | Beat |
| (0, 1) 331 | Beat |
| (0, 2) 385 | Jo takes a deep breath |
| (0, 2) 427 | Number 7 please |
| (0, 2) 445 | Number 8 please |
| (0, 2) 634 | Beat |
| (0, 2) 662 | Jo opens the bag to check its contents |
| (0, 2) 666 | Beat |
| (0, 2) 674 | Beat |
| (0, 3) 677 | Beat |
| (0, 3) 711 | Joanne goes to pack away her pitch and as she does she looks at the loom band on her wrist |
| (0, 3) 743 | Jo giggles softly to herself |
| (0, 3) 777 | Chris hands Jo the PSPO |
| (0, 3) 785 | Joanne burts out laughing |
| (0, 3) 798 | Beat |
| (0, 3) 801 | Beat |
| (0, 3) 803 | Beat |
| (0, 3) 830 | Jo stares at the pitch and the sea of loom bands |
| (0, 3) 831 | She fiddles with the loom band on her wrist |
| (0, 3) 832 | Gabrielle - "Dreams" starts quietly playing underneath the text |
| (0, 4) 839 | Music gets loader |
| (0, 4) 840 | Singing along |
| (0, 4) 849 | Music fades back down but still underlying the text |
| (0, 4) 863 | Sounds of arcade and 2p machines |
| (0, 4) 902 | Pause |
| (0, 4) 919 | Pause |
| (0, 4) 927 | Jo drops 2p in the machine |
| (0, 4) 939 | Beat |
| (0, 4) 973 | Beat |
| (0, 4) 977 | Pause |
| (0, 4) 991 | Beat |
| (0, 4) 992 | ~ |
| (0, 4) 993 | The memory is interrupted and Jo is brought back to present day |
| (0, 5) 994 | Excuse me love |
| (0, 5) 995 | This smartly dressed woman in a white fluorescent coat softly says |
| (0, 5) 996 | Sorry to bother you |
| (0, 5) 997 | Looked like you were day dreaming there |
| (0, 5) 998 | But are these loom bands for sale? |
| (0, 5) 999 | They're beautiful. |
| (0, 5) 1000 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1001 | Were |
| (0, 5) 1002 | Yeah I state |
| (0, 5) 1003 | Take em |
| (0, 5) 1004 | Today is the last day |
| (0, 5) 1005 | Everything must go. |
| (0, 5) 1006 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1007 | Everything she enquires |
| (0, 5) 1008 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1009 | Yeah I'm a nuisance apparently |
| (0, 5) 1010 | And my pitch being within ten meters of THAT ATM. |
| (0, 5) 1011 | That's a problem too |
| (0, 5) 1012 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1013 | A nuisance? she goes |
| (0, 5) 1014 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1015 | Tell me about it I say |
| (0, 5) 1016 | Absolute joke if you ask me |
| (0, 5) 1017 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1018 | Christ. As if there aren't enough problems at the moment. |
| (0, 5) 1019 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1020 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1021 | So how many d'you want? |
| (0, 5) 1022 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1023 | Well just three if possible she says |
| (0, 5) 1024 | For my mother, my daughter and myself if that's ok? |
| (0, 5) 1025 | All the same too if I can |
| (0, 5) 1026 | Pink would be fab |
| (0, 5) 1027 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1028 | Ok they're just down here |
| (0, 5) 1029 | And your name is? |
| (0, 5) 1030 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1031 | Call me Sandra she says |
| (0, 5) 1032 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1033 | Ok Sandra |
| (0, 5) 1034 | I've got all different colours and patterns |
| (0, 5) 1035 | Shapes and sizes |
| (0, 5) 1036 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1037 | How old is your daughter I ask |
| (0, 5) 1038 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1039 | Aw she's fifteen she's goes |
| (0, 5) 1040 | Sitting her GCSEs and thinking about university |
| (0, 5) 1041 | Right little diva she is with the attitude and confidence and all |
| (0, 5) 1042 | Having a tough time at the moment |
| (0, 5) 1043 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1044 | And at this point her eyes begin to get all wet and glossy. |
| (0, 5) 1045 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1046 | Like she's fighting back tears. |
| (0, 5) 1047 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1048 | Holding it all in. |
| (0, 5) 1049 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1050 | That pain |
| (0, 5) 1051 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1052 | The pain I'm seeing in her eyes. |
| (0, 5) 1053 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1054 | I know that pain all too much. |
| (0, 5) 1055 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1056 | I'll take the three pink ones if that's ok she says |
| (0, 5) 1057 | ~ |
| (0, 5) 1058 | Yeah sure thing I goes |
| (0, 5) 1059 | Jo picks up 3 pink loom bands and looks over to the JD bag |
| (0, 6) 1164 | Beat |
| (0, 6) 1220 | Pause |
| (0, 6) 1344 | Beat |
| (0, 7) 1382 | Phone rings |
| (0, 7) 1383 | Jo sends it to voicemail |
| (0, 7) 1410 | Phone rings |
| (0, 7) 1411 | Jo sends it to voicemail |
| (0, 7) 1419 | Pause |
| (0, 8) 1449 | Phone rings |
| (0, 8) 1450 | Jo sends it to voicemail |
| (0, 8) 1568 | Beat |
| (0, 9) 1654 | Jo is brought back to present day |
| (0, 10) 1772 | Pause |
| (0, 10) 1788 | Beat |
| (0, 10) 1798 | Beat |
| (0, 12) 1993 | Beat |
| (0, 12) 2000 | Beat |
| (0, 13) 2017 | Jo opens the can and takes a huge glug. |
| (0, 13) 2025 | Jo takes another huge gulp of the can |
| (0, 13) 2026 | Walks into the middle of the Bridge puts the can down and takes a coke bottle out of the JD bag. |
| (0, 13) 2067 | Beat |
| (0, 13) 2082 | Pause |
| (0, 13) 2109 | Jo scatters her Nan's ashes off the bridge |
| (0, 13) 2111 | The brown murky waters of the River Usk flowing beneath. |
| (0, 13) 2112 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2113 | Sounds of waves softly crashing into each other. |
| (0, 13) 2114 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2115 | Building. |
| (0, 13) 2116 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2117 | Wind flowing through her hair. |
| (0, 13) 2118 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2119 | Joanne leans over the railings of the white walk bridge. |
| (0, 13) 2120 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2121 | Breathing it all in. |
| (0, 13) 2122 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2123 | Coke bottle in her hand. |
| (0, 13) 2124 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2125 | She closes her eyes. |
| (0, 13) 2126 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2127 | The pathetic ruins of the castle in the background. |
| (0, 13) 2128 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2129 | Sunrise ripples on the river face. |
| (0, 13) 2130 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2131 | She takes a large inhale of breath. |
| (0, 13) 2132 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2133 | Emptiness. |
| (0, 13) 2134 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2135 | No one else on the bridge. |
| (0, 13) 2136 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2137 | Sound of the crashing waves getting harder. |
| (0, 13) 2138 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2139 | The wind gently blows on her face. |
| (0, 13) 2140 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2141 | She feels it. |
| (0, 13) 2142 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2143 | She exhales. |
| (0, 13) 2144 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2145 | Opens her eyes. |
| (0, 13) 2146 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2147 | Watches the waves below. |
| (0, 13) 2148 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2149 | The colours of the sunset wrinkle on the over-lapping waves. |
| (0, 13) 2150 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2151 | She looks up at the sky. |
| (0, 13) 2152 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2153 | Clouds moving. |
| (0, 13) 2154 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2155 | Colours throughout. |
| (0, 13) 2156 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2157 | She gets lost in the sky. |
| (0, 13) 2158 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2159 | Colours merging and increasing. |
| (0, 13) 2160 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2161 | Seeping through the clouds. |
| (0, 13) 2162 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2163 | Creating shadows. |
| (0, 13) 2164 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2165 | She smiles. |
| (0, 13) 2166 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2167 | Sound of the crashing waves getting even harder. |
| (0, 13) 2168 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2169 | Wind getting more fierce. |
| (0, 13) 2170 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2171 | Closes her eyes. |
| (0, 13) 2172 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2173 | Breathes in. |
| (0, 13) 2174 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2175 | Filling her lungs with breath. |
| (0, 13) 2176 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2177 | Leans a little further over the railing. |
| (0, 13) 2178 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2179 | Opens her eyes. |
| (0, 13) 2180 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2181 | Exhales. |
| (0, 13) 2182 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2183 | Stares into the distance. |
| (0, 13) 2184 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2185 | Looks Left over to Friars Walk. |
| (0, 13) 2186 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2187 | Looks Right over to the new built flats. |
| (0, 13) 2188 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2189 | Deep in thought. |
| (0, 13) 2190 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2191 | Giggles. |
| (0, 13) 2192 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2193 | Opens her arms wide out. |
| (0, 13) 2194 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2195 | Wind blows on her skin. |
| (0, 13) 2196 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2197 | Wind blows through her hair. |
| (0, 13) 2198 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2199 | Leans her head back. |
| (0, 13) 2200 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2201 | Breathes. |
| (0, 13) 2202 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2203 | Looks up to the sky again. |
| (0, 13) 2204 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2205 | Holds the position. |
| (0, 13) 2206 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2207 | For a moment. |
| (0, 13) 2208 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2209 | Gives herself to the wind. |
| (0, 13) 2210 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2211 | Free. |
| (0, 13) 2212 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2213 | Sings Sunshine quietly to herself - |
| (0, 13) 2217 | Smiles. |
| (0, 13) 2218 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2219 | BLACK |
| (0, 13) 2220 | ~ |
| (0, 13) 2221 | END |