Title: Mr Angel’s Going Away Dinner

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FADE IN:

INT. KOREAN RESTAURANT – EVENING

MR ANGEL, MR THESIS, NIKO and JONATHAN are gathered around a table at a Korean restaurant for Mr Angel’s going away dinner on an unusually cold autumn evening. The waitress walks over to the table and begins to place the ordered feast items on the restaurant table.

MR ANGEL

(passing things down the table)

Oh, wow, this is a lot of stuff...

NIKO

Yeah

JONATHAN

Mr Angel, you don’t normally have this type of food, right?

MR ANGEL

Yeah, I try to avoid eating beef and things, lately, but sometimes...

MR THESIS

This looks so good...

MR ANGEL

(to the waitress, in Korean)

Thank you!

The conversation continues as the meat grills. Meat and grease shine as flames rise and fall, casting shadows on the bowls of pickled and prepared sides. Mr Thesis’ wedding once again becomes the topic of conversation.

MR ANGEL

(to Mr Thesis)

So... how did you guys meet, again?

MR THESIS

Oh, we were introduced by Father Foggy...

MR ANGEL

And we were married by the Father!

NIKO

Everyone has to talk to the Father, ha ha.

MR ANGEL

(smiles)

What about you, Jonathan?

NIKO

... you have to ask the Father, ha ha.

Some time passes and the barbecue comes to a close.

MR ANGEL

So, guys, I’m getting the garage sale ready for this weekend. I’m getting everything ready and it should be ready to go by Friday evening. Do you... do you think you can make it...?

MR THESIS

Sounds good, man; I’m not sure if I can make it, but...

JONATHAN

That’s cool; what time, again?

MR ANGEL

I’m aiming for five or six o’clock... I’m tellin’ you, it will be a blowout sale. Everything must go! ha ha ha...

The four make their way to the door after paying for the meal. They walk out the front doors of the restaurant and say their final goodbyes as the bitter cold continues its relentless, untimely advance.

FADE OUT:

Title: Please Help Me

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FADE IN:

INT. THE CELL – EVENING

JONATHAN is writing a letter to MASTER in the late hours of the night. A monotone candle lights the ceiling of the small cell.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(writing letter)

Master, it has been a long time. I’m sorry I have not listened well, lately; I find myself distracted all too easily. Often trying to lean on my own strength, but it has not taken me very far. Temptation of stagnation, fear of missing out, and selfishness plague my months. I am wounded but not crushed, my self-conceited pride is continually revealed. That I would hear your mission, please help me. That I would not appear self-righteous, please help me. That I would hear your voice, please help me. Yours, Jonathan

Title: Outside the Box

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FADE IN:

INT. THE STEEPLE – MORNING

JONATHAN is trapped in a hallway corner between two different groups of people.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Still not sure if I should go inside to The Assembly...

Jonathan cautiously looks through the neighboring double door glass windows; various states of attention and distraction can be seen in the crowd of listeners inside.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Interesting view from back here... outside the box...

XI SHI abruptly walks out of the dining room and passes by Jonathan with a quick high five.

XI SHI

(in Japanese)

Doing okay?

JONATHAN

(in Japanese)

Doing alright;

XI SHI continues to walk into The Assembly while Jonathan checks his phone. After a few more minutes, various conversations begin to form as the meeting in The Assembly comes to a close. The doors open as people begin to filter out of The Assembly.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Guess I don’t have to decide, now...

MRS STYLIST is among the people walking out of The Assembly and stops to chat with Jonathan.

MRS STYLIST

How’s it going, Jonathan?

JONATHAN

Oh, it’s going alright...!

MRS STYLIST

Did you have a good Thanksgiving?

JONATHAN

Yeah, it was kind of a small Thanksgiving, but it was nice. How was yours?

MRS STYLIST

Oh, it was good. We got to see our kids and their families...

Mrs Stylist takes out a photo of her grandchild.

JONATHAN

Wow, growing up so fast; sounds like it was a good time!

MRS STYLIST

Yeah, it was; well, I better get going, but I hope you have a good week!

JONATHAN

You too!

Jonathan cautiously makes his way into The Assembly. The FATHER comes over to chat.

FATHER

(in Japanese)

Doing alright?

JONATHAN

(in Japanese)

Doing alright; just a little busy, lately...

FATHER

(in Japanese)

Oh, busy, I see;

JONATHAN

(stutters in Japanese)

Yeah, final tsts--final tests...

FATHER

(in Japanese)

Oh, right; well, hang in there!

Jonathan turns around to talk with the FLORIST who is standing nearby.

FLORIST

And I’m glad you’re here; the ties for Mr Thesis’ wedding are going to be silver... and they will be provided.

JONATHAN

That’s great to hear; I don’t actually have a silver tie...

FLORIST

Okay; and here’s how the wedding layout is going to look--

Jonathan and the Florist begin to walk around The Assembly room while the Florist explains where the wedding plans will take place. At some point, BALLERINA walks by and the Florist pauses for a moment.

FLORIST

Oh, and have you decided on if you’d like a brooch or a corsage for the wedding?

BALLERINA

(dancing around)

Oh, wow, that’s great! Maybe a corsage? I’ve never had that kind of corsage, before...!

The Florist is all smiles.

BALLERINA

Thanks!

After a while Jonathan and the Florist walk back to the side of the room.

FLORIST

So what are you up to?

JONATHAN

Oh, just hanging out until AINOKEA gets...

Just then, AINOKEA walks through the entranceway of The Assembly dressed in a trendy scarf and warm-looking winter jacket.

AINOKEA

Hey, what’s up?

Title: Standing in the Middle

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FADE IN:

EXT. THE STEEPLE – MORNING

JONATHAN slowly walks across the grass toward the front entranceway of The Steeple as a late fall mist floats softly to the ground.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Almost late again...

INT. THE STEEPLE – MORNING

Jonathan steps inside the front doors of The Steeple and is unexpectedly greeted by a smiling KOBE amongst a crowd of youth.

KOBE

(shakes hands with Jonathan)

Hey--

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Are we friends now? Or...

Jonathan slips past the crowd and grabs a drink of water from a nearby drinking fountain. Jonathan soon finds himself included in another group when NIKO turns to Jonathan.

NIKO

(ever smiling)

How’s it going, Jonathan?

JONATHAN

Oh, same as usual; how are you?

NIKO

(still smiling)

I’m doing alright;

The conversation continues for a while until Niko begins to motion toward MR ANGEL.

NIKO

Hey, this is Mr Angel’s last week before he moves... so you should probably talk or something before he leaves. Maybe we can have dinner this week or something?

JONATHAN

It’s already that time? Yeah, that’d be cool;

Jonathan eventually walks over to catch up with Mr Angel... and soon the SAILOR joins the conversation. Jonathan ends up facing toward the dining room where a studious Willow and others can be seen hanging out at the dining room tables.

MR ANGEL

So, yeah, I’m just trying to get everything sold before I leave, you know?

SAILOR

Hey guys. Yeah, I know what you mean...

The four continue to chat for a while and the conversation eventually ends up on the topic of technology.

MR ANGEL

It’s like those new 4Ks, right? 4,000 dollars, ha ha ha!

SAILOR

Oh yeah;

Mr Angel looks over at the Sailor with a smile.

MR ANGEL

You like those 4Ks, too?

The Sailor pauses for a moment...

SAILOR

Nah, you know, I’m just not a tech guy...

MR ANGEL

You were doing pretty well there for a while, though, ha ha!

SAILOR

I know, I just had to keep hangin’...

The conversation eventually begins to die down as Mr Angel and Niko take off. Jonathan walks over to the entrance of The Assembly, where the meeting in The Steeple is taking place.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

I’m so late now, though... I wonder if I should even go inside...

Jonathan stands outside the doors of The Assembly, glances at his phone, and begins to listen to the Father’s voice drifting from The Assembly to his right while conversations from the dining room echo to his left. The sound of affected accents fill the dining room as XI SHI and FOLLOWER happily play along.

JONATHAN (V.O.)

(inner thoughts)

Wait, how did I get trapped in this hallway corner? If I leave now, the Father will see me leave... and if I walk past the dining room, I’ll be seen by Xi Shi and the others. So awkward; standing in the middle.