Creator of memory

N. Lygeros

Translated from the Greek by Evi Charitidou




Athanasia and Irene are at a traditional coffee shop… Medium long shot.

 

Athanasia

I can’t understand why…

Irene

Why he didn’t come at Peter’s funeral?

Athanasia

How could he leave his friend at that moment only…?

Irene

Something might have happened to him… Close up.

Athanasia

But whatever may have occurred, it’s not an excuse…

Irene

He is human too… Time. Don’t blame him… Medium shot.

Athanasia

But, it’s exactly for this reason that I blame him… I would have excused anyone… Though, Fotis…

Irene

Don’t take it deep down in your heart… Everyone is the same…

Athanasia

You might be right… Still, he hurt me by not coming. Close up.

At Peter’s wooden house. Medium long shot. Fotis is still writing. The candle blew off. John opens the door…

John

I knew that I would find you here… Medium shot.

Fotis

How was his funeral?

John

It was very beautiful… Time. I wish mine would be the same…Everyone was here.

Fotis

Frankly, I’m glad…

John

I know why you didn’t come.

Fotis

Yes, I feel it…

John

Before he suggested you to continue his diary, we had talked… Close up.

Flashback. Medium long shot.

Peter

It’s only him that he can do it…

John

I’m sure that he will manage.

Peter

I’ve been living for so many years on the sea, but it’s the first time that I see such a man…

John

You are right… He’s from another cast.

Peter

For me the most important thing is…

John

You’ve grown old, my friend. Now, there are important things for you… Medium shot.

Peter

There have been always, they are just rare…

John

Fotis is rare…

Peter

He is creator of memory! Close up.

John

Namely?

Peter

Few people remember…fewer those who don’t forget…

John

And much scarcer those who create memories…

Peter

His work is his life.

John

Whatever he might do, it belongs to memory…

Peter

He transcends the limits of every day that he’s alive.

John

Then this is the one you need…

Peter

Yes..

John

But then, what preoccupies you?

Peter

I’m not sure if I’ll manage to persuade him…

John

About the diary?

Peter

No, about my funeral…

John

Don’t worry. Time. He doesn’t only seem old… Don’t just look at his body…

Peter

What are you trying to say?

John

Fotis is older than us…Extreme close up.

Peter

But what are you talking about now?

John

When Fotis was creating memory we were not born…

Peter

How do you know this?

John

Do you remember the old windmill? Close up.

Peter

How could I forget it?

John

He built it!

Peter

But how?

John

With his wings!

Peter

Then the wounded bird…

John

Is his myth…

 

Insert: The place at the windmill. Full shot.







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