FOREVER
An Original Screenplay
by
Eric R. Umali
1 - EXT. BOSTON COMMONS - PARK BENCH - DAY
It’s early September, and the weather is hanging on tightly to a good deal of summer’s warmth. It’s around noon, so lots of people are milling around the commons. We move through the people until we reach a park bench set a bit apart. A young Asian man of about twenty sits, a Boston University backpack by his side, eating lunch. He obviously is taking great pleasure in people-watching this day.
2 - EXT. BOSTON COMMONS - MAIN WALKING PATH - DAY
The view moves to the main walking path as the YOUNG MAN looks on. His and our attention is instantly drawn to a YOUNG WOMAN who now comes into view. She’s beautiful, and she’s taking in everything around her greedily. Soon, though, she slows, looks around and stops. The YOUNG WOMAN moves to the side of the path, pushes her sunglasses up atop her head and retrieves a small map. She wrinkles her nose as she studies it carefully. She looks up in frustration and makes eye conact with the YOUNG MAN. She starts towards him.
3 - EXT. BOSTON COMMONS - PARK BENCH - DAY
The YOUNG MAN stands as she approaches and removes his own sunglasses.
YOUNG MAN (pointing it out)
Sure, you just need to follow this path until you pass the water fountains,
then take a left. You'll be able to see it from there.
YOUNG MAN (smiling) Why, yes. How did you know?
The bandstand? Are you going to the afternoon concert?
YOUNG MAN
First day? A freshman?
YOUNG WOMAN
Is it that obvious? I’m Theresa.
YOUNG MAN
I’m Ken-- a Junior. Would you… like to sit down?
THERESA
I would, but I don’t want to be late for the concert.
KEN
Late? The concert’s at one-thirty… (checks watch) and it’s just past
noon now.
KEN
Where’re you from?
THERESA
California. A place right outside of San Diego. (pause) Why am I telling
you this? (smiles)
KEN
I have one of those faces, I think. Well, since you’ve suddenly got
some free time, I know a nice café not too far from here…
4 - EXT. OUTDOOR CAFÉ - DAY
THERESA and KEN sit at one of the small tables without an umbrella-- they both seem dedicated sun-worshipppers. The WAITRESS comes by and places glasses of iced coffee in front of both and a small basket of biscotti.
KEN (sipping)
So. Who starts story time?
THERESA
Well, you did the inviting.
KEN
True enough. Ah, where shall I begin?
THERESA
Begin at the beginning, and when you get to the end, stop.
KEN
I’m definitely going to like you. All right, then. My full name is
Kenichiro Mayasume, and I was born in a little town in Japan.
THERESA
Age?
KEN
How old do you think I am?
THERESA
Twenty, twenty-one?
KEN
A bit older than that. Anyway, I’ve spent a lot of time traveling,
and right now I’m starting my third year towards a degree in engineering.
THERESA
Hobbies, interests?
KEN
Is this an interview?
THERESA
Yes.
KEN
I’m a history buff. Different times and areas. Hmm… old movies…
THERESA
What’s your favorite?
KEN
Anything with Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers… and it may be pedestrian,
but, I’ve gotta go with "Casablanca." (shrugs)
THERESA
Ten for each answer.
KEN
Out of?
THERESA
Ten possible per answer.
KEN
So I’m doing pretty well, then?
THERESA
Not too bad. Though you were penalized for being evasive about your
age. That’s supposed to be my job. Anything else?
KEN
Can’t a man have his secrets? Why lose the fun of discovering things
slowly?
THERESA
You have a point there. Is it my turn?
KEN
If you like.
THERESA
Theresa Mason, eighteen years old, from Carlsbad, California, about
a half an hour from San Diego. Music major-- clarinet-- in SFA. Drum major
in high school.
KEN
Prom Queen, too?
THERESA
No.
KEN
Stupid people.
THERESA
Flattery, ten bonus points. Now where was I? Oh, yes. Hobbies: playing
pool.
KEN
Neat. You’ll have to teach me some time.
THERESA
And what makes you think I’d be interested in that?
KEN
Call it a hunch. So tell me about Carlsbad, California…
5 - EXT. OUTDOOR CAFÉ - LATE AFTERNOON
Picture fades back in, and they’re still sitting and talking. It’s later.
THERESA (laughs, then stops suddenly)
Concert?! Oh, no! (checks her watch) We’ve missed the concert!
KEN (checking his own watch)
Yeah, by about four hours. How’d that happen?
THERESA
Apparently, we’re both too interesting for our own good.
KEN
Oh, well. (motions for the bill) So, may I walk you home?
THERESA
All the way back to Bay State Road?
KEN
All right, may I ride with you on the T and then walk you home?
THERESA
You may.
6 - EXT. KEN’S APARTMENT - EVENING
KEN walks up to a large Comm. Ave. brownstone and opens the door. Two brass namplates are visible, one reading "MAYASUME" and the other "GRAY".
7 - INT. KEN’S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - EVENING
KEN opens the door. The apartment is quite large-- it’s more like a university president’s than a university student’s. Various souvenirs from extensive world travels decorate the space: An African totem, a French sculpture, several Japanses prints. He tosses his backpack onto a big black leather couch and walks to his phone and answering machine, which has a flashing light. He presses the messages button.
The machine winds to the next message.
THERESA (V.O.)
Hey, Ken, it’s me, Theresa. Just wanted to say hi. You can pick me
up at seven tomorrow. Good night…
TEXT LINE appears, reading "THREE DAYS LATER".
KEN and THERESA are taking in a show at the MFA. A poster displayed announce’s it’s an "Ordinary Art" exhibit of normal, workaday objects that are art in and of themselves, from different cultures. They’re in the Japanese section, and both are gazing at the beautiful jewelry boxes and such. Suddenly, KEN stops. He looks uneasy, and starts looking around.
KEN
No, no, of course not.
KEN
An old… acquaintance… from Japan.
MAN (warm and friendly)
Kenichiro Mayasume! Why, Ken-san, I never thought I’d see you again!
KEN (shaking his hand stiffly)
How are you, Morgan?
MORGAN
Wonderful as always. Ken-san, aren’t you going to introduce me to your
lovely companion?
KEN
Theresa Mason, Morgan Cavanaugh. Morgan was a teacher of mine in Japan.
And a friend. (strain on last word)
THERESA
Nice to meet you.
THERESA
Yes, it’s very impressive. Most of the pieces are quite old, too.
MORGAN
Well, Ken has been collecting for some time.
9 - FLASHBACK - MEDIEVAL JAPAN - INT. MIFUNE’S FORGE - NIGHT
Medieval Japan, c. 800-850 AD. KEN is in the forge, working a red-hot piece of steel, hammering and folding. The glow from the metal and the fire light his sweat-soaked face. After a minute, a large, middle-aged man walks in. This is the great swordmaker MIFUNE. KEN defers instantly to the man, who inspects his work and orders him to continue.
10 - FLAHSBACK - INT. MIFUNE’S WORKSHOP - DAY
In the outer part of the workshop. KEN sits, grinding and polishing the blade, while MIFUNE works on the tsuba and handle.
11 - same
The sword is complete, and sits on its own rack.
MIFUNE and KEN are in their finest clothes, and they exit to await the person coming for the sword.
12 - FLASHBACK - EXT. MIFUNE’S WORKSHOP - DAY
The two wait outside. A balck-curtained palanquin surrounded by SAMURAI GUARDS comes up. A man, exits, in the armor of a head of state: Lord SHIRO, Captain-of-Arms for the Emperor himself. SHIRO comes up to them, and MIFUNE respectfully hands him the katana. KEN is open-mouthed.
KEN
My lord, I pray it serves you well.
KEN returns from his reverie.
MORGAN (smirking)
Very good, Ken.
THERESA (smiling)
Very impressive. A favorite of yours?
KEN
Yeah. It’s always been kind of a dream of mine to find it. How’d it
end up here?
KEN (not convinced)
How big of you.
KEN
What would I do without you? You’ll excuse us, Morgan?
MORGAN
Of course. It was very nice meeting you, Miss Mason. Ken-- I’ll be
seeing you around.
KEN
You can bet on it.
TEXT LINE appears, reading: "TWO WEEKS LATER".
KEN and THERESA are walking near the commons down Boylston St. It’s apparent they’ve had an evening at the theater-- they’re dressed up and THERESA is carrying a Playbill. KEN is wearing his black trenchcoat. They walk arm in arm, w/ her away from the curb. They’re chattering away happily. There is a faint sound from a dark building. KEN hears it, and playfully spins THERESA around, away from the walls. He picks up his pace.
KEN
I’m just anxious to get home.
THERESA (coyly)
Why? What do you think’s going to happen there?
15 - same
Camera angle widens. KEN and THERESA are being mugged. Three THUGS stand behind them. #1, in the middle, holds the revolver. #2 and #3 have baseball bats. KEN looks immediately ready for action. THERESA looks concerned, but calm.
16 - EXT. DARK ALLEYWAY - LATE NIGHT
KEN, still staggering, has found a hidden alleyway. THERESA is completely confused.
KEN (weakly)
Just let me rest a minute. I’ll be fine.
THERESA
What the hell are you talking about?
KEN (voice stronger)
I’ll explain once we’re back at my place.
17 - INT. KEN’S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - LATE NIGHT
KEN and THERESA enter. KEN is looking and walking normally. Once inside, she crosses her arms.
KEN (indicating couch)
Theresa, sit down. It’s a long story.
THERESA
Yeah.
KEN
I never said how much older, did I?
THERESA
Mifune? You knew Mifune?
KEN
Yes. I worked in his shop.
THERESA
So that’s why you know the story of the sword so well.
KEN
I ought to-- I made the blade.
THERESA
Leave? Why would I want to do that?
KEN
Because you think I’m a lunatic?
THERESA
I’m not saying I believe you-- I’m still in shock. But you’re still
the person I’m crazy about, and if this is what you believe, I can cope
with it, I think.
THERESA
Theresa smiled again. That’s saying a lot. Thank you. Uh, could I have
something to drink?
KEN (rising)
I’ll get you a glass of water.
THERESA
Not water.
KEN
It happened about a year after we created the sword…
The old KEN is riding a slow, old horse along a silent country road. Tall grass surrounds him.
19 - same
The sky darkens. A distant rumble of thunder gets closer and closer. The clouds roil, and KEN’s body is struck with a powerful cascade of lightning. It fades, and the sky lightens. KEN rises. He looks over himself, and finds the wound completely gone. He looks up to the gods in thanks and begins back down the road.
20 - FLASHBACK - INT. RICH PERSON’S HOME - NIGHT
KEN, looking none the worse for wear, is at some sort of small party.
KEN
I am Kenichiro Mayasume. You are the gaijin sailor who washed ashore
months ago?
MORGAN
Yes. (looks him over) Do you not know what you are, Kenichiro Mayasume?
KEN
What do you mean, Cavanaugh-sama?
MORGAN
Come outside, Mayasume-san.
21- FLASHBACK - EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT
KEN and MORGAN exit the house, and find the shadows.
What’s going on?
KEN
How?
MORGAN
If someone removes your head from your body. Only then will you fall
for good.
KEN
Why would someone want to kill me? I’m no one.
MORGAN
Now that you are an Immortal, you are someone. The power that gives
you eternal life resides within your own body. It is called the Quickening,
and if you die, it is released. The Immortal that kills you will add your
Quickening to his own, and become more powerful.
KEN
Why? Why not just live?
MORGAN
Those aren’t the rules of the Game, young one. We live until the time
of the Gathering, when we all will feel a pull towards a distant land…
KEN
How many-- Immortals?-- are there?
MORGAN
Many. All over the world. Now stop interrupting. We live our lives
by the rules of the Game. We will battle to the last, at the Gathering,
and in the end… there can be only one.
KEN is finishing the story. THERESA listens with rapt attention. Morgan’s last words and KEN’s blend.
KEN
Only one victor. Only one Immortal may take the Prize.
THERESA
The Prize? The Game?
KEN
The rules by which Immortals live and interact with each other are
called "The Game." I’ve always hated that. We fight-- we duel to the death.
We live in secret-- no one is supposed to know of our existence.
THERESA
A rule you’re breaking right now. Are there more?
KEN
Yes. No Immortal may aid another in combat-- only duels. The most important
rule-- the one no Immortal will defy-- is that there is no combat on holy
ground. It is our only refuge.
THERESA What happened with Morgan?
KEN
He became my mentor. Told me Immortal legends-- of Dark Quickenings
that can turn a good man evil, and of Methos, the oldest Immortal. One
day, he said he’d taught me all he could and wanted to give me a special
sword.
THERESA
The Mifune. Morgan stole it.
KEN
Very good. We argued. We fought. He would have taken my head, but he
spared me saying,
(We hear MORGAN’S VO)
"You’ll be powerful one day, Ken-san. We’ll meet again, and finish
the Game." He disappeared. I spent the next centuries learning to fight
and fence, and traveling the world. I met thousands of people, and even
fell in love a little, once or twice or more. I crossed paths with many
other Immortals-- some good, some bad-- and grew strong and, I hope, wise.
In the thirteenth century, I came across the Mifune in Germany. I had hoped
to have found Morgan on the other end, but it was not to be. I returned
the sword to the Emperor, but it was stolen again, by Morgan, I’m sure,
five hundred years later.
KEN puts a hand on hers.
THERESA
Well, it’s a lot to take in…
KEN (rising)
I understand. Shall I take you home now?
THERESA
Funny-- you don’t look a day over a thousand.
24 - EXT. BAY STATE ROAD - NEAR PHOTO DEPT. - NIGHT
KEN and THERESA are walking, arm in arm lit by a blue-white streetlamp. KEN wears his trenchcoat. They approach the U-shaped building when they hear a voice from the small atrium within.
THERESA
No.
25 - EXT. BSR - ATRIUM - NIGHT
KEN and MORGAN duel. It ranges all over, jumping, dodging, attacks with fist and foot thrown in. At one point, KEN is atop a bench. MORGAN swings at his legs, forcing KEN to jump, nearly costing him his balance.
26 - same
It almost seems as if they could go all night, but THERESA rushes near, sweeping MORGAN’s legs out from under him. MORGAN recovers too quickly. He slashes THERESA’s side. She falters, then falls. KEN rushes right to her, dropping his sword.
THERESA (fading)
Promise me… that you’ll remember me all those years… remember that
I loved you…
27 - same
The duel, but KEN is clearly the stronger now. MORGAN gets in a lucky hit, and KEN is forced back. They begin again, and KEN is ready to finish. One stroke brings MORGAN down. Another disarms him. MORGAN looks up with rage in his eyes.
KEN
Yes, you taught me well, Morgan.
KEN steps back. The sky starts to thunder and lightning. Bolts strike Morgan’s body, and wisps of glowing energy carry the body up. KEN holds the katana straight before him, ready to receive the Quickening. The energy bolt shoots straight at him. Then through him. To hit THERESA. The energy holds her aloft, surrounding her in light. Her wound fades away. KEN runs over, and she drifts down to his waiting arms. He kneels, holding her. THERESA’s eyes open, and he brushes away some stray locks of hair.
THERESA
Good.
FADE TO BLACK
THE END.
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