Act 3 Scene II... Family therapy
Scene opens in Teresa's office. Zeda's mom, Linda, and her boyfriend, Tony, are seated on the couch. Teresa is visibly shaken by the eerie similarities in appearance between her and Linda.. She is fiddling around with things on her desk.
Teresa: I want to thank you Mrs. Hester for coming today. As i mentioned over the phone Zeda has been having a hard time here. She has shown some improvement over the last 2 days and we are considering placing her back into the community. We feel that more family involvement may help her move forward in a more positive manner with her treatment...
(Linda stares contempt into Teresa’s direction. Teresa clears her throat then picks up the phone and dials 258)
Over the phone: Back desk
Teresa: Can you send Zeda to my office
(There is a moment of awkward silence. Linda, contrary to her previous depiction has dreadlocks and her nose pierced. Her and Tony are both rather muscular, Tony is tall and dark.. really dark.. handsome and stutters)
(A bald male Muslim staff member (mr.ryan) opens the door for Zeda who walks in and pauses in shock)
Mrs. Teresa: have a seat Zeda
(Zeda takes a seat in a chair next to Teresa’s desk. She sticks her hands in her pockets and slouches with her legs spread out.. Her shoes and socks are miss matched. She is wearing A pair of wide legged blue jeans and a bowlers shirt)
Mrs. Teresa: So I’d like to begin this secession by having everyone take a second to address what they feel we are here to address. Zeda
(Zeda shrugs her shoulders)
Mrs. Teresa: Mrs. Hester
Linda: We are here cause my badass kid wont stop fuckin up
Teresa: Now we dont believe Zeda is "Bad" and she isnt messing up.. she is just strugglin with her treatment
Linda: Right
Zeda: (Mumbles under her breath) Like you fuckin care
Linda: What did u just say?
Zeda: Nothing
Teresa: Zeda, the focus of family therapy is to open communication between the resident and their family. By withholding your feelings, we cant express to progress..
Zeda: (Lethargically) I don’t have any feelings.
Teresa: I think we should try… (Cut off)
Linda: (looking to teresa): Look woman, I don’t know what you were expecting to accomplish callin me up here. This is a waste of my fucking time. Come on Tony.. (tony and her gets up and the two head to the door) When they reach the door Lndas pauses and turns around)
Linda: You know what Zeda’s problem is... she is the same badass kid she has always been. She is going to keep fucking up until she gets her ass thrown in jail just like her faggot assed father... (Linda storms out and slams the door)
(once the door closes, Zeda stands up and runs to the door punching it)
Zeda: (Screaming) Fuck you.. You stupid bitch. FUCK YOU... I don’t need you.. I DONT FUCKING NEED YOU... (Zeda starts crying)
Mrs. Teresa: Zeda.. I..
Zeda Interrupting: Why the fuck did you bring her here… you know what.. fuck it…(Zeda Storms out of the office)
[Hard Cut] leads us back to the SR Zeda writing in her journal
(Camera zooms in on zeda then On her hand then on the paper where there is a poem half written) (camera fades out, then fades back in. introducing a new scene)
(Opens to a fight scene everything is silent, there is a narration.. The images of the scene mimic the poem)
Narration: Leather or lace a constant disgrace
(a little girl in an Easter dress running to her mother smiling, smile quickly becoming a frown)
to bleed or succeed or to constantly face
all the pain of the slain as the guilt gets rebuilt
all the flames become tame as you shout out my name,
(Woman screaming at the child in front of a lit fireplace.. camera drifts to the flames)
in a blur it occurs, you differ i whither into an emotionally desolate escape. As i'm blamed for your fate all your hate and your rape
(Woman strangling struggling child in front of fire)
. I believe i'm diseased i believe i must leave to end all the fears that you constantly tear
(two children Young zeda and the biracial child... her younger sister packing grocery bags with clothes. Pinning a note to the door that reads, Mommy i live you... I am sorry i ruined your life... then climbing out the window)
And displace to replace what you once held within
(Teenaged girl.. pregnant.. Linda actually crying)
In a cringe in your binge i must end only ten
(Zeda and her sister arriving back to the same house in a cop car. Linda standing out side... grimacing at their arrival)
[close up on the eyes of petrified Zeda.. Her sister crying and holding onto her arm]
{End Scene}
