Mitosis – Act 1, Scene 18

This scene is part of the first draft of a screenplay I’ve written as part of my Masters. See past days to catch up on the rest of the story. Happy reading.


The taxi weaves it’s way further into the city off the highway and passes through tight outer city streets. Outside the area looks to be run down and dangerous. Daniel looks around worriedly.

The taxi driver says something to Daniel in Portuguese.


Ehhh. Stop. I must make stop.

No. No stop. Why would we stop?

I must, errr, pick up my Avó, errr grandmother.

No, no grandmother, no Avó. To the hotel please. No stop.

Um minuto. Um minuto.

One minute? Does that mean one minute? No minutes, I’m the passenger I want to go to the hotel that’s where my brother is. I don’t care about your grandmother!

Um minuto.

The car stops in front of one of the many shanties that make up the area. Over Daniels continued protests the taxi driver gets out and walks up to the front of the shanty where another man, tough looking, stands.

(to himself)
That doesn’t look like a grandmother to me.

The taxi driver talks to the other man, he points at Daniel and they both look at him.

Daniel freezes under their stare.

Oh my God I’m going to get killed.

Both men turn and enter the shanty.

Daniel sweats as he sits in the car, breathing quickly. He thinks. He looks around at the dangerous neighbourhood, then over at the shanty.

I need to get out of here.

He looks down at the door and realises there’s no handle. He bangs his fist against the door, it doesn’t budge.

I really need to get out of here.

Daniel panics. He shakes the door. Nothing. He tries to get his finger nails through the top of the window. Nothing. He tries the other passenger door, then climbs over into the front seat.

The only door with a handle is the drivers door and it won’t open, the old pull up lock that was once there has fallen off many years ago.

How did he even get out of here!

Daniel looks around the car, panicked.

Daniel pulls the seats back and finds an opening where he can just squeeze into the boot of the car. He positions himself on his back and kicks up at the boot. Once. Twice. Three times. On the fourth it pops open. Daniel grabs his back pack, looks around, and runs.

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