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Shorts or Briefs
Shorts or Briefs
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Shorts or Briefs

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Shorts or Briefs is a baker's dozen of short stories and scripts exploring strength, weakness, time, death, love, confusion, loneliness, indecision and greed.
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Release dateApr 11, 2011
ISBN9781447632917
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    Shorts or Briefs - David J. Brown

    Brown

    Apples

    (a modern fable)

    I wrote this in about 1993, when I noticed that most fables were a long way out of date – before I realised that this didn’t matter.

    Sophie's smile was far lovelier than her name - and she knew that the two together were her sole defence against allegations of mediocrity.

    She wasn't happy; often wondered what it would take to make her life perfect - what she would have to do, or be.

    Then he appeared. On the High Street, holding apples.

    He was, perhaps, a little older than her. His strikingly flat appearance froze her just long enough to allow him a window for introduction.

    These three apples - or rather their seeds, he began, will perfect the quality of your life. They can make you into anything that you would like to be.

    She laughed, did not believe. What would you be, if satisfied? he asked. Rich, for instance? he suggested while removing a butterfly knife from his jacket pocket. She didn't have time to step back before he deftly flicked the knife open and halved one of the apples, slicing a tiny wedge of flesh from the end of one finger in the process. He quickly kissed the small drop of scarlet away, then levered a single small pip from the core.

    And ate it.

    Wait. he insisted and ensured by forcing the remaining apples into her hands before disappearing into a nearby newsagents. Then, on returning, Look.

    He scratched randomly at the ticket, instinctively revealing, to her surprise, a jackpot combination. Then, to greater surprise, swiftly shredded and threw the ticket to the breeze.

    His questioning brows mimicked her own as she wondered where her voice had gone. Would you like these apples?

    She bit eagerly at the previously halved apple, heading home.

    She became rich with predictable improbability.

    But the fortune felt cheap, poor, held no value for her.

    The money went as easily as it came. She bought all manner of possession - men not dearest - as she felt her concrete needs wane.

    Currencies of all name flowed through her hands as she drifted across the globe; exotic, beautiful rarities becoming grey commonplace and, above all, meaningless. She couldn‟t identify either the precise time or place when she had lost her smile.

    For, however much she accrued (all entirely through impossibly legal and fortuitous occurrences), satisfaction remained well beyond the reach of her wealth.

    Perhaps I have to be loved?

    She ate the second apple.

    He realised that he always had been so. Long before he ever dared admit it. He was very much in love with Sophie, although she could not understand why. It was the very blindest of devotions.

    She began by questioning his faith in her, then moved straight on to challenging and testing it with a savagery that he couldn't possibly have deserved.

    She changed her image - her clothes, her hair, her manner of speech - entirely, her very character,

    He still admired, desired, cared, trusted and loved without any seconds' thought.

    She treated him with irregular contempt, with an unpredictable lack of kindness but he grew to love her more deeply still.

    She spent nights and more away, making no secrets of her pleasured engagements with innumerable others. He would remain inhumanly patient and, for her eventual and resentful return, Sophie would find herself adored all the more.

    For he could understand that the roots of her behaviour anchored in unhappiness. Although he recognised his own obvious powerlessness, he would do any possible thing to feel her smile on his skin again. But all he could know to do was resolve never to let his love for her die.

    As if in some last vain attempt to prove herself unworthy of his affections, she finally frittered away even her vastly undeserved fortunes.

    Then she allowed him to fund her alternative liaisons.

    It was he who finally admitted to himself and then dared voice it aloud - that she wasn't satisfied with him.

    He suggested that she eat her third apple.

    It was mouldering by now. Only in one small, greenish-turquoise patch, but smelling far more acrid than she could have predicted.

    Her fingernail sank easily and quickly into that decomposing circle. She bit and swallowed that part first - as quickly as she could, to expedite the expected unpleasantness.

    But the nausea rose quickly to fill her brain. Her lover was there to catch her in faint.

    The following conversation was hers alone.

    Through the bitter and swirling colours, she felt the return of that strikingly flat man who had been the start of all this. He smiled, Perfection? Satisfaction? Any joy, whatsoever?

    Slurred, None. through her hazy sadness. But he had known that already.

    Before you finish the third apple, he continued, I would repeat my original question: What would you be, if satisfied?

    His words became a mirror.

    She tried to blur through the focus that denied sharpness to the self-image which faced her now. It was no more herself than she now felt.

    Sophie began, I want to be.... Broadening his smile. I... need to be myself, she realised.

    You may be right. The convecting vapours confused him away and daylight returned.

    It really was Sophie who sat up now to face the remains of the final apple. One final seed for one final wish?

    When she opened the bin to throw it away, she re-found her smile.

    Betterment

    (a short film script)

    A story about the difference between Self-Help and Help Yourself. (This started off being Peter’s story, but gradually became Katherine’s.)

    EXT. BORDERSTONES BOOKSHOP - NIGHT

    A couple are kissing, leaning against a car which is parked outside a bookshop. KATHERINE has long curls of brown hair and a dress shorter than she is usually comfortable with. PETER wears a smart jacket and is lost in the drunken moment. A text message is heard arriving on a phone. They separate. He is not sure whether to look at his phone.

    KATHERINE

                Do what you have to do.

    PETER

                Nothing has to be done.

                I'll just get my bag and a

                couple of things from in

                the car.

    INT. CAR - NIGHT

    Peter gets into his car and, having seen in his mirror that Katherine is checking out her appearance in the shop window, gets out his mobile. He dials with his right thumb, while reaching over to take a hardback book and pen from the glove compartment. The book is entitled TO BE, DO. Peter stares at the photo of himself on the back.

    PETER (on phone)

                Hello. Just me. Was

                hoping to talk to you this

                evening. Never mind -

                I'll try to catch you

                before work in the

                morning. Good night.

    He drops the phone into his top pocket, then flips open the book and writes.

    PETER (V/O)

                A weakness that leads to

                betterment may be a

                strength in disguise.

                Thank you for this

                evening.

    He closes the book.

    EXT. BORDERSTONES BOOKSHOP - DAY

    Two boxes full of that same book sit in the opened boot of an old estate car. One box is lifted by Peter, who is talking on his mobile. He turns awkwardly as he lifts the box and sees Katherine there.

    KATHERINE

                Peter? Hello. I'm

                Katherine - we spoke on

                the phone. Can I help you

                with that?

    PETER

                Oh. Okay. Thanks. No,

                actually, I can manage

                myself.

    KATHERINE

                But... fair enough. I'll

                take the other one.

    She lifts the second box and leads the way into the shop. He pauses to look at the display of his book in the window, on the way in.

    INT. BORDERSTONES - AFTERNOON

    Peter is getting books out of one of the boxes and placing them in careful piles on a table. Katherine is standing ready to assist.

    KATHERINE (to herself)

                Be less boring.

    PETER

                Sorry?

    KATHERINE

                Mmm? Just thinking about

                how to introduce you,

                later.

    PETER

                Have you had many authors

                here?

    KATHERINE

                You're my first... our

                first.

    PETER

                This is my first reading,

                too. A little nervous.

    KATHERINE

                You'll be fine - and I've

                laid on some food and

                drinks for afterwards,

                too.

    INT. BORDERSTONES - EVENING

    Peter is watching from the office doorway as about twenty people file in to seated rows in front of Peter's table. Katherine is welcoming them. She looks very appealing to him.

    PETER

                Be strong.

    Katherine looks across at him and smiles.

    PETER

                Be stronger than you are.

    INT. BORDERSTONES - OFFICE - EVENING

    The office is all shelves and noticeboards. Peter is on his mobile, sitting on the office chair. While he is talking, he is looking at the chalk board.

    PETER (ON PHONE)

                Just to let you know that

                every thing's fine here -

                enough people to make it

                worth it - they're even

                going to feed and water me

                here straight afterwards,

                so I won't go back to the

                hotel hungry.

    As he hangs up, he taps with his phone on two phrases circled on the board: get and author and catch a creative man.

    INT. BORDERSTONES - EVENING

    Peter delivers his talk.

    KATHERINE

                ...author of "To Be, Do -

                a way to build your own

                betterment."

    A small amount of applause lasts almost long enough for Peter to find his feet. He takes a deep breath as he opens the book to a marked page.

    PETER (from book)

                Betterment is about

                strengths and weaknesses -

                it is about becoming

                strong enough... actually,

                smart enough... to defy

                your weaknesses. But it

                is not one heroic strength

                that I'm talking about -

                rather a continuum of

                small strengths. It is

                about recognising and

                denying the easy

                weaknesses that

                nevertheless require a

                little strength in order

                to overcome them and

                become better. Any one

                single moment of either

                weakness or strength is

                unlikely to define your

                character or significantly

                affect the course of your

                life - but may, in

                retrospect, be seen as

                that moment when your life

                set a new course.

    He pauses to look around. The audience is entirely with him - but his attention is drawn to Katherine. She smiles broadly as he closes the book.

    PETER

                Say you're running an

                electronics company, but

                your rival produces a

                better gizmo than yours.

                What do you do to stay in

                the market? You take

                their better device apart

                to see how it works, copy

                (and even improve upon)

                the key elements - and

                then work out how to put

                it back together for

                yourself. Deconstruct,

                then reconstruct - it's as

                simple as.

                So how do you do it?

                Well, many details and

                examples are in the book -

                that's why it's worth

                buying - but I'll run

                through the basics for you

                now.

    INT. BORDERSTONES OFFICE

    Katherine is sitting with a large glass of red wine. A copy of To Be, Do is on the desk.

    PETER (V/O)

                It's best to start with a

                clear mind and something

                to write on.

    Katherine wipes the office chalk board, takes a big sip of her wine and then sits it down on the book.

    PETER (V/O)

                Identify your betterment

                tautologically - but so

                that it makes sense - in

                the form "to be more X, be

                more X".

    Katherine chalks on the board, to be less bored... be less boring.

    PETER (V/O)

                Then you need to

                deconstruct - to take

                apart what you want to be

                like - describe what it

                looks like to be better in

                the way you would like.

    Katherine chalks: be more creative,

    intellectual arguments, pursue desires,

    take risks. (These may be fleshed out.)

    PETER (V/O)

                And, crucially, you need

                to identify what it

                doesn't look like - what

                you shouldn't do.

    Katherine chalks: DON'T..., follow the herd / accept the lowest denominator, be shy, think you aren't worth liking / listening to.

    PETER (V/O)

                Then you reconstruct -

                specify the behaviour that

                will allow you to become

                better in the way you have

                identified.

    Katherine chalks: be more creative at work - get an author to talk..., read a paper / listen to radio 4, catch a creative man, be happy to be different - to be more confident, act more confidently.

    PETER (V/O)

                Finally, identify a core

                aim - one which, when you

                accomplish it, will show

                that you have become

                better.

    Katherine sits back in her chair and scans the board - then she stands up and circles the phrase, catch a creative man and links it to get an author.

    Cut back to Peter - nerves gone, in full flow. He is essentially delivering his speech mainly towards Katherine.

    PETER

                Where did this all start

                for me? When I realised

                that I wasn't good

                enough... that she

                deserved better... and, I

                suppose, that she would

                leave me if I didn't

                improve. So I had to work

                out how to improve. Part

                of constructing my

                betterment involved coming

                to terms with what it

                looked like - pretty much

                the same as for all life

                change / positivity /

                visualization plans.

    Cut back to Katherine in the office, throwing back the last of her wine and returning to the chalk board.

    PETER (V/O)

                The difference, I suggest,

                is that we also have to

                visualise the obstacles,

                the easy failure... so

                that we know what to avoid

                - and how to recognise it.

    Katherine is seen identifying her obstacles to her plan. She chalks up inability to act, not being good enough, putting his needs before mine.

    Cut back to Peter delivering his talk.

    PETER

                I'll read you a couple of

                examples from the book,

                then open to the floor for

                questions.

    He opens the book and turns to a marked page.

    INT. BORDERSTONES - LATER THAT EVENING

    The audience laughs. Peter looks amongst them.

    PETER

                Thanks for that. Any more

                questions? ...Yes?

    SARAH

                When I was young, I always

                found that, whenever I

                took something apart to

                see how it worked... I

                broke it... I could never

                work out how to put it

                back together again.

    PETER

                You mean, is your

                betterment as valuable, or

                meaningful, once you've

                de- and re-constructed it?

    Sarah glances at TOM before nodding.

    SARAH

                Or... might you have

                ruined what little you

                already had?

    PETER

                I think... possibly not.

                I mean... there must

                always be the chance that,

                in the process of taking it

                apart and looking at it

                carefully, you might come

                to the realization that it

                wasn't what you really

                wanted.

    TOM

                So what should you do

                about it? Just try to

                push past that?

    PETER

                If that works for you...

                but I'd say it would be

                better to go back to stage

                one and use your new

                understanding to frame

                a... a better betterment,

                if you like.

    Sarah and Tom look at each other. In the silence, Peter casts about for another question to get things moving again. Katherine has her hand raised, so he smiles at her and nods for her to go ahead.

    KATHERINE

                You've talked a lot about

                small strengths and

                weaknesses. Can one

                single weakness be enough

                to derail your entire

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