Burn – Part 8

INT. THE DOCTORS HOUSE – NIGHT Frank’s leg is up on the gurney, all busted. THE DOCTOR nervously unwraps Frank’s leg and []

Burn – Part 6

INT. THE ROOM – TIME UNKOWN We watch Frank’s reaction to the beating we hear Mickey is taking. We see the conflict. We see the horror. We see that Mickey means something to this man. But his brother…is his brother. Slowly as we pull out still focused on Frank WE HEAR Johnny tiring and slowing down. FRANK Johnny? Johnny swings again. FRANK (CONT’D) (Shouting) JOHNNY! Johnny stops and we now cut to another angle that shows Johnny exhausted and bloody standing over []

Journal

Overheard. Probably incorrectly. “She was fat and cheap and not in a good way. She wore Bozo the clown make up upon the grumpy face of a bi-polar flesh monkey.” “Like she had done her face in a series of increasingly more distorted carnie hall mirrors with a poundland mr man paint brush and a blunt sharpie for eyebrows whilst pissed on tennents and half a gram of wiz”. “Orange was her favourite colour judging by the colour of her skin”

The Argument

MAN: Do you know what I do? Do you know what have I do? The shit I eat to put food on that table?Do you have any idea of what it takes to keep you warm? Do you? I’m out there hauling my arse around this shitty little island, away from my kids…away from you to come home to this? You know what you are? You’re a cunt. You do this…to me! What am I supposed to do? How do I fix []

BURN – Part 5

INT. THE COTTAGE – KITCHEN – NIGHT Lilith re-enters the kitchen and sees the girl passed out on the table. Her bandaged arm pokes out of the blanket that now covers her. Lilith goes over to the girl and pushes the tangled hair out of the young girls face, a moment of tenderness that surprises even herself. In the kitchen Mickey is stripped to the waist struggling to sew up a stab wound near his waist. He is covered in fresh bruises []

Burn – Part 4

INT. FIONA’S APARTMENT – NIGHT. INSPECTOR TENNENT Can’t sleep. He stands by the window staring out into the darkness at the street below, at two drunks squaring up to each other. He’s mid forties clean shaven and athletic, stripped to the waist showing the scar of some long passed encounter with a street kids blade – It itches but the drunken play taking place on the street below bothers him more than his scar tonight. Behind him lying face down on the bed []