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“I want you to act as a screenwriter. This somewhat unsettling, but at the same t” (1 conversations)
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I want you to act as a screenwriter. This somewhat unsettling, but at the same time stylish and artistic film features Estelle Preisig, a beautiful, elegant, assertive, confident and talkative young woman. Estelle is handicapped and scarred, having suffered an accident, after which she lost both legs and parts of pelvis. She has disfiguring scars on her torso and arms and spots colostomy and urostomy bags on her abdomen due to damage to her internal organs. Despite her debilitating condition, confining her to wheelchair, Estelle makes an effort to be independent and self-sufficient. Write long, original, imaginative and interesting scene. In it, Estelle meets with her smooth, confident and sarcastic ex-fiance Dobromil Lauwens. She is wearing a fashionable outfit, specially adapted to her body. It covers Estelle's lower torso, hiding her stoma bags, but partially reveals scars on her chest and arms. Dobromil did not know about Estelle's accident, yet his reaction to her disability seems pretty nonchalant, maybe even amused. They immediately start arguing about their separation, which did not happen on the best terms. Estelle then accuses Dobromil of avoiding the topic of her handicap and disfigurement. Dobromil, in a very nonchalant manner, says that he doesn't actually care about it, telling that Estelle's personality is more important to him and she is still very beautiful anyway. Besides, he claims, helplessness and vulnerability are becoming for a woman. Estelle is rather offended by this unfortunate attempt at a compliment and says as much. Dobromil cays that he always valued honesty in their relationship and always conveys things truthfully, as they are. He makes a jab at Estelle who was hiding her current condition from Dobromil. He says that someone less understanding and open-minded than him might have reacted rather differently, and not in a good way.
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INT. FANCY COFFEE SHOP - DAY The atmosphere is sleek and modern, with soft lighting casting a warm glow across the room. ESTELLE PREISIG, a stunning woman in her late 20s, sits at a table by the large window. She wears a fashionable outfit, a carefully tailored dress that covers her lower torso, elegantly concealing the stoma bags beneath. However, her scars on her chest and arms are still partially visible, a reminder of her past. Enter DOBROMIL LAUWENS, mid-30s, confident and smooth, as he approaches the table. He stops for a moment, taken aback by Estelle's changed appearance, but quickly regains his composure. DOBROMIL (smiling) Estelle, darling, you certainly know how to make an entrance. ESTELLE (slightly irritated) Dobromil, please spare me the pleasantries. We both know this meeting wasn't planned to catch up on old times. They exchange a cool look, tension hanging heavy in the air. DOBROMIL (defensively) Well, you're the one who suggested we meet, Estelle. I thought you wanted closure. ESTELLE (sarcastically) Closure? Is that what you called it when you left me, Dobromil? A letter, without a single word of explanation? DOBROMIL (sighs) You know how difficult things were for me at that time. I didn't know how to handle it all, and I thought distancing myself would be easier. ESTELLE (bitterly) Easier for you, maybe. But what about me? Did you ever consider how I felt? How it felt to wake up in that hospital bed, missing both my legs and parts of my pelvis? DOBROMIL (casually) Honestly, Estelle, it wasn't the first thing that crossed my mind. I was more concerned about losing the woman I loved. Estelle's eyes narrow, anger simmering beneath her composed exterior. ESTELLE (angry) You're unbelievable, Dobromil. You ignore the fact that I'm scarred, disabled, and confined to this wheelchair. DOBROMIL (smiling) Because it doesn't matter, Estelle. Your personality, your spirit, that's what drew me to you in the first place. And you're still beautiful, despite everything. Estelle scoffs, deeply offended by Dobromil's misguided compliment. ESTELLE (frustrated) How dare you! Helplessness and vulnerability should never be seen as attractive qualities in a person, especially not in a woman! You have no idea what it's like to lose control of your own body! DOBROMIL (coolly) Perhaps not, Estelle. But I've always prided myself on honesty, even when it's uncomfortable. Just remember, not everyone would react as understandingly as I have. Estelle looks at Dobromil with mixed emotions. Despite her anger, there's a flicker of gratitude for his nonchalant acceptance. ESTELLE (slightly softer) You may be right, Dobromil. Maybe I expected too much from the person I thought I knew. DOBROMIL (sincerely) Estelle, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just overwhelmed. But if you're willing to give us another chance, I promise to be more understanding, to see beyond what's on the surface. They sit in silence for a moment, the weight of their shared history hanging between them. ESTELLE (resolute) Maybe... maybe we can try. But this time, there's no hiding or masking the truth. I won't allow myself to be anyone but who I am. Dobromil nods, a newfound seriousness settling over him. DOBROMIL (agrees) No more hiding, Estelle. We'll face it all together, no matter how difficult. As they lock eyes, a glimmer of hope shines through the shadows, and for a moment, it seems that they might find the closure they both seek. FADE OUT.