INT. LEASING OFFICE – DAY
A small office. Nearly immaculate, save for a corroded
counter and torn rolling chair. No art. Nothing personal.
LEASING AGENT (O.S.)
No, his lease isn't up until
November twenty-fourth. The buyout
is eighty-five hundred.
SHEILA GREY, late 30s, waits with a duffel slung over one
shoulder.
LEASING AGENT (O.S.)
And the contract clearly states--
Behind the counter, the LEASING AGENT ends the call without
looking up. Keeps typing.
SHEILA
I'm here for my key.
The typing stops.
LEASING AGENT
ID?
She slides it over.
The Leasing Agent checks it.
LEASING AGENT
Kettering Hale?
SHEILA
Yeah.
Her ID returns with a keycard.
SHEILA
Where's the elevator?
The Leasing Agent points. Already back to the screen.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - DAY
A narrow hallway. Fresh paint. New carpet. The kind of clean
that wants to be believed.
Sheila tracks the numbers down the hall.
She stops at the end unit.
She checks her keycard. Checks again.
SHEILA
You deserve this.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Sheila enters a space larger than expected.
Bright. Calm. Ready.
She lets the duffel drop. Takes it all in.
SHEILA
I did it.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS
Modern. New appliances. Everything aligned. No marks. No
history.
She opens a cabinet. Empty.
Another. Same.
She nods. This works.
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The Crack in the Wall
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM – DAY
Sunlight cuts cleanly across the empty room.
Sheila steps inside, already mapping where things will go...
Stops.
A thin crack runs down the wall. Vertical. Precise.
Where a headboard would hide it.
She runs her finger along the line.
Straight to her phone.
Zillow time.
She finds the listing photo of the bedroom. No crack.
Zooms in. Still none.
Her phone RINGS. Spam. She declines it.
Sheila backs into the doorway.
A VOICEMAIL notification appears. She presses play.
TODD (ON PHONE)
This message is for Sheila Grey.
Todd Garver, Debt Acquisition
Liquidation. This call is
regarding...
The collections script continues.
From here, the wall looks flawless.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
MOVERS funnel boxes and a few mismatched pieces into the
pristine apartment.
SHEILA
Anywhere's fine.
Boxes and furniture crowd the room.
MOVER (O.S.)
Quick question!
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sheila finds the MOVER holding the headboard against the
cracked wall.
MOVER
You wanted the opposite wall.
(beat)
This would cover that crack.
The crack remains. Vertical. Patient.
Sheila looks at it.
SHEILA
Sounds good.
The Mover sets the headboard in place.
No crack.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Dark.
The apartment has gone still.
The headboard shifts away from the wall with a THUNK.
Behind it. The crack.
Sheila shoves the headboard back against the wall.
It slips again.
She closes her eyes.
Opens them.
Still there.
INT. KETTERING HALE - AUDIT FLOOR - DAY
Rows of gray cubicles. Dual monitors.
An AUDIT SENIOR stands over Sheila's desk.
Sheila studies a year-end sales report.
AUDIT SENIOR
It doesn't tie to the ledger.
Sheila checks the date filter.
SHEILA
They ran it through January second.
She changes one field. The totals reconcile.
AUDIT SENIOR
Good catch, Grey.
(beat)
Document it.
Sheila is already typing.
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It's Grey
INT. KETTERING HALE - BATHROOM - MOMENTS LATER
A sterile hell. Tile floors. Fluorescent buzz.
Sheila backs in, still smiling at someone in the hallway.
SHEILA
I'll keep that in mind.
A laugh on cue.
The door shuts.
Gone.
She steps toward the mirror. Dabs at her makeup.
Voices approach.
Sheila slips into the nearest stall.
AMANDA (O.S.)
Did you talk to that Sheila
Gary...Grey...whatever?
DARBY (O.S.)
Audit team?
AMANDA (O.S.)
Yeah. She's got fifteen years on
everyone else. Nobody starts entry-
level that late unless something
went wrong.
Sheila reaches for the latch--
DARBY (O.S.)
Just found her LinkedIn.
(beat)
Says she's getting a
master's...Full Sail.
A chuckle.
AMANDA (O.S.)
Maintains active communication with
constituents allowing for seamless
acquisition of deliverables.
Sheila jams her eyes shut.
DARBY (O.S.)
It's Kay Jewelers. It wasn't that
serious.
Sheila bursts out.
DARBY and AMANDA, business-casual twentysomethings, go
silent.
Suddenly, very busy washing their hands.
Sheila takes the sink beside them.
SHEILA
It's Grey.
The faucets stop.
Sheila keeps washing.
Shuts off the water.
Takes longer than she needs to dry her hands.
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The Repair
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - DAY
Sheila approaches, phone to her ear.
SHEILA
Hey, this is Sheila Grey in
apartment three zero six. I sent a
maintenance request this morning
and just wanted to--
A folded notice is taped above the handle.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
They took care of it this
afternoon.
She opens it.
Standard maintenance language.
The date is wrong.
SHEILA
The date's wrong.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
What?
SHEILA
On the notice.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
Clerical error.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
She pushes inside.
She pulls a pen from her bag. Corrects the date.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
Did you look at it yet?
SHEILA
Look at what?
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
The wall.
(beat)
Check it.
She heads for the bedroom.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Bed frame dismantled. Drawers left open.
SHEILA
Jesus!
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
Problem?
SHEILA
Your people went through my things!
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
They mentioned the bedroom was
already like that.
Sheila halts.
SHEILA
It wasn't.
A beat.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
How's the wall?
She looks.
Clean. Perfect.
She runs a hand over where the crack was.
SHEILA
Looks good.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
Good.
She hangs up.
A finger along the repair.
Flat. Solid.
A stray piece of painter's tape.
She pulls it free.
Presses. A little give.
Again. Something rubbery beneath the surface.
She presses harder...
Flat. Solid. Nothing.
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The Shifting Crack
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Sheila half-watches reality television while sending PAST DUE
notices straight to spam.
Payday. Two days.
A FaceTime from MOM.
SHEILA
Shouldn't you be in bed already?
DORA (ON PHONE)
I'm retired. Not dead.
SHEILA
Heart monitor begs to differ.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Smartass.
Sheila gets up. On-screen, DORA GREY, 60s, cranes for a
better look around the apartment.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Lights on.
The bedroom has been rearranged. Bed against the opposite
wall.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Look at that place. How're you
affording it?
SHEILA
The housing stipend through work
helps.
Sheila stops.
The crack is back.
Not larger. Not longer.
Shifted.
DORA (ON PHONE)
You're zoning out.
SHEILA
I'm listening.
DORA (ON PHONE)
I got a collections call today.
Sheila grabs the bed frame. Drags it toward the crack.
DORA (ON PHONE)
They were trying to contact you.
Something about credit cards.
SHEILA
First I've heard of it.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Did you do that credit lock thing?
Sheila aligns the bed.
No. Again.
SHEILA
Not yet.
DORA (ON PHONE)
I'll send you the link. And the
voicemail.
The bed finally where she wants it.
SHEILA
I'll figure it out.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Maddie says hi.
(beat)
Also says you're an asshole for not
calling.
SHEILA
She's coming over tomorrow.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Don't shoot the messenger.
SHEILA
Love you too.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Smartass.
LATER
Sheila lies awake in the dark.
SHEILA
I don't know if anyone is out
there.
She picks at her fingers.
SHEILA
I don't really care what your plans
say...this is going to work.
Finds a hangnail. Pulls.
SHEILA
Because if it doesn't--
The hangnail tears.
THUNK.
She jerks upright.
The crack.
SHEILA
Shit.
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The Persistent Crack
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Sheila drops her keys beside a stack of Amazon packages.
Tears through them.
Spackle. Sandpaper. Putty knife.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
A HANDYMAN TUTORIAL plays on her phone.
HANDYMAN (ON VIDEO)
First thing you want to do is make
sure the surface is clean. Loose
paint, anything like that will keep
the spackle from adhering.
She brushes away loose paint.
The tutorial continues. She stops listening.
Spackle onto the knife.
She applies it. Slow. Even.
The crack disappears beneath the white layer.
Sheila nods.
A hairline split tears through it.
Another layer.
The split returns.
Another.
Another.
Sheila pulls back. Drops the putty knife to the floor.
It holds.
She doesn't move.
She picks up the knife. One more layer.
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The Promise to Stay
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
MADDIE (O.S.)
Anyone home?!
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Maddie, early 30s, juggles a pizza and a bottle of wine.
The door pops open.
SHEILA
Hey!
MADDIE
Gonna drop all of this.
She pushes past.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Maddie unloads everything. Takes in the room.
MADDIE
It's really...
SHEILA
Empty.
MADDIE
I was gonna say clean.
SHEILA
Liar.
MADDIE
Little bit.
Maddie twists open the wine.
MADDIE
Where's everything?
SHEILA
Most of the furniture's on layaway
until my first check comes through.
MADDIE
I thought you said it was
furnished.
SHEILA
I said there was a housing stipend.
MADDIE
That's not what furnished means.
She hands Sheila the bottle.
SHEILA
Looks expensive.
MADDIE
They only use screw caps for the
expensive shit.
Sheila drinks.
MADDIE
I'm pretty sure Miss Kincaid kept
one of these under her desk.
SHEILA
Second grade Miss Kincaid?
MADDIE
Swear.
SHEILA
No.
MADDIE
Saw it myself.
Maddie spots the stack of Amazon packages.
MADDIE
Did you have a housewarming party I
wasn't invited to?
SHEILA
I was working on something.
MADDIE
That's a shit ton of packages for
something.
Maddie heads for the mail.
SHEILA
I've been busy.
MADDIE
You would've been less busy if
you'd let me help.
SHEILA
I'd already stuck you with the
lease. I wasn't gonna make you help
move me out, too.
Sheila grabs a slice of pizza.
SHEILA
I'm gonna get you my half of the
buyout.
MADDIE
I know.
SHEILA
Next couple days.
MADDIE
Doubt it.
SHEILA
Weeks.
MADDIE
There she is.
Maddie shuffles through the mail. Finds an 8x10 photo in a
protective sleeve.
SHEILA
Don't.
Too late. Maddie pulls it free.
MADDIE
You kept this?
SHEILA
He kept mine.
(beat)
He's my dad.
MADDIE
You called him Timothy for twenty
years.
SHEILA
But he listened.
MADDIE
For a month.
SHEILA
It still counts.
MADDIE
I didn't say it didn't.
She sets the photograph down.
MADDIE
It just doesn't erase everything
before it.
SHEILA
I never said it did.
MADDIE
You kinda did.
Sheila takes another drink.
MADDIE
Look, this place is great. The job
is great.
She looks around.
MADDIE
You seem happy.
SHEILA
I am.
MADDIE
Okay.
(beat)
What happens when you're not?
SHEILA
Bettering yourself is messy.
MADDIE
You call it bettering yourself
every time.
Silence.
LATER
Pizza crusts. Less wine.
Still quiet.
Maddie checks her phone.
MADDIE
My buzz is gone.
SHEILA
You could stay.
MADDIE
I wish. Picked up an extra shift
tomorrow morning, though.
SHEILA
Oh.
Maddie grabs her things. Hesitates.
MADDIE
Don't give me shit for saying this.
SHEILA
That's usually how the good ones
start.
MADDIE
Promise me you'll make this one
stick.
SHEILA
I will.
MADDIE
You still have to do the hard part.
She opens the door.
MADDIE
Stay.
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The Wall That Breathes
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Sheila lies awake in bed.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Sheila jolts.
12:17 A.M.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila stands just far enough away from the door.
SHEILA
Who is it?
DELIVERY DRIVER (O.S.)
Delivery for Sheila Grey.
She approaches. Doesn't open it.
SHEILA
You deliver this late?
A beat.
DELIVERY DRIVER (O.S.)
Building's got the unit marked
vacant.
Sheila looks through the peephole.
SHEILA
I live here.
DELIVERY DRIVER (O.S.)
Not in my system.
Footsteps retreat.
She waits. Opens the door.
A box.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila tears it open.
A five-gallon bucket of spackle.
Beneath it, an invoice.
PERKINS GILMAN PROPERTY MANAGEMENT
UNIT 306
SHEILA GREY
She scans lower.
SERVICE DATE:
A date three weeks from now.
She rereads.
Grabs a pen from the counter. Crosses out the date.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Sheila heaves the bucket into the closet.
Stops.
The bed has shifted a few feet from the wall.
She reaches to drag it back--
The wall.
It's normal.
Better than normal.
Perfect.
She presses her palm against the patch.
Solid.
Presses harder. Nothing.
She takes out her phone.
RECORD.
Through the screen, the same perfect wall.
Then...it recedes.
Barely.
She lowers the phone and looks directly at it.
Still moving. Inward.
She backs into the hallway.
Takes one breath. Forces herself back inside.
Flat again.
She approaches.
The wall withdraws. Depth where there shouldn't be any.
She extends a hand. Closer.
The wall advances toward it.
She freezes. So does the wall.
A hairline split appears. Travels downward.
Not quite where it was before.
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The Shifting Wall
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - PROPERTY MANAGER'S OFFICE - DAY
The PROPERTY MANAGER finishes a phone call as Sheila enters.
PROPERTY MANAGER
We'll have someone up this
afternoon.
They hang up.
Sheila slides her phone across the desk.
SHEILA
Watch the wall.
The property manager considers her. Presses play.
Sheila leans in.
SHEILA
Three seconds.
One. Two. Three.
The patch shifts inward.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Looks like the repair failed.
SHEILA
No. Watch it.
She takes the phone back. Rewinds.
PLAY.
One. Two. Three.
Sheila freezes.
Rewinds again.
PLAY.
The wall doesn't move.
PROPERTY MANAGER
What am I supposed to be seeing?
Sheila keeps watching.
SHEILA
It moved.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Then send me the video.
SHEILA
You're looking at the video.
The Property Manager slides the phone back to her.
PROPERTY MANAGER
I'll have maintenance check it
again.
Sheila doesn't take the phone. Keeps watching the frozen
wall.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - DAY
A spreadsheet waits. Sheila doesn't touch it.
Her phone rests beside the keyboard.
On-screen: the wall.
Still.
She presses play again.
Still.
She locks the phone.
Looks at the spreadsheet.
Back to work.
AMANDA (O.S.)
Sorry to bug you.
Amanda stands beside the cubicle.
AMANDA
HR wants to see you.
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The Wage Garnishment
INT. KETTERING HALE - HR - DAY
The HR GENERALIST stares at a monitor.
No personal effects. Nothing soft.
Sheila picks at the back of her hand.
HR GENERALIST
Tell me what happened.
SHEILA
I'm not sure what you're referring
to.
No response.
SHEILA
Is this about Amanda and Darby?
HR GENERALIST
Amanda Keaton and Darby Hughes.
SHEILA
They were talking about me in the
bathroom--
HR GENERALIST
Did you tell Amanda Keaton to "eat
shit, you catty bitch"?
Sheila almost laughs. Stops herself.
SHEILA
No.
HR GENERALIST
You didn't say that?
SHEILA
I definitely didn't say that.
The HR Generalist slides a document across the desk.
HR GENERALIST
Sign at the bottom.
Sheila reads it.
SHEILA
What am I signing?
HR GENERALIST
Acknowledgment that we discussed
the complaint.
Sheila hesitates. Signs.
The HR Generalist takes it immediately. Files it.
HR GENERALIST
Payroll has received a wage
garnishment notice.
Sheila freezes.
HR GENERALIST
Your housing stipend won't be
affected, but your take-home pay
will be reduced.
SHEILA
By how much?
The HR Generalist turns the monitor slightly.
Sheila sees the number. Jesus.
HR GENERALIST
Any questions?
Sheila checks the number once more.
SHEILA
No.
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Unresolved Accusations
INT. KETTERING HALE - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Amanda waits outside the HR office.
AMANDA
They pulled me in first.
Sheila keeps walking.
AMANDA
I didn't report you.
Sheila stops.
SHEILA
Then who did?
AMANDA
I was hoping you could tell me.
SHEILA
You were reading my LinkedIn in the
bathroom.
A blank stare.
AMANDA
What?
SHEILA
You and Darby.
(beat)
Full Sail. Kay Jewelers.
AMANDA
Sheila, I didn't even know your
name until you came out of that
stall.
SHEILA
You knew my last name.
AMANDA
Because you came out and told us,
"It's Grey."
Silence.
Sheila straightens her sleeve.
Again.
SHEILA
I know what I heard.
Amanda studies her.
AMANDA
Okay.
Amanda walks away.
EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
Sheila leans against the concrete wall, phone to her ear.
SHEILA
I'm asking for a payment plan.
TODD (ON PHONE)
If you'd returned one of our calls
before the garnishment was filed,
we could've discussed one.
A TENANT approaches the entrance.
Sheila lowers her voice.
SHEILA
So there's nothing I can do?
TODD (ON PHONE)
Not at this stage.
Sheila hangs up.
A slow inhale. Onward.
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The Crack
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - DAY
A notice on Sheila's door.
SORRY WE MISSED YOU!
KING CONTRACTORS
Sheila reaches for her keycard.
The Property Manager approaches.
PROPERTY MANAGER
They couldn't get in.
She swipes. RED.
Again. RED.
The Property Manager produces a keycard.
GREEN. The lock clicks.
PROPERTY MANAGER
I'll grab a few photos while you're
here.
The Property Manager moves for the door.
Sheila blocks them.
SHEILA
Photos of what?
PROPERTY MANAGER
The wall.
Sheila hesitates. Steps inside.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY
The Property Manager stretches a tape measure along the
crack.
SHEILA
Seventy-four inches.
The Property Manager checks. Seventy-four.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Has it changed?
SHEILA
Yes.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Wider?
SHEILA
And longer.
The Property Manager presses against the wall. Solid.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Nothing feels structural.
The tape measure snaps closed.
PROPERTY MANAGER
I'll have somebody back before
four.
SHEILA
Before four?
PROPERTY MANAGER
You usually get home around four-
thirty.
(beat)
Four-forty at the latest.
A beat.
SHEILA
Right.
The Property Manager heads out.
Sheila waits for the front door to shut.
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The Crack in the Wall
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER
LIVING ROOM
Behind the curtains. Cabinets.
BATHROOM
Medicine cabinet. Shower.
Nothing.
BEDROOM
She enters. Avoids looking at the wall.
Closet. Under the bed.
Nothing.
Finally...the crack.
Wider.
She approaches. Phone flashlight raised.
The opening is just wide enough for light to pass through.
She leans toward it. Darkness.
She pulls back. Looks at the phone.
She props it against the opposite wall...camera aimed
directly at the crack.
RECORD.
INT. BIG BOX STORE - NIGHT
An inflatable mattress and a bottle of Merlot ride the
conveyor.
CASHIER
One twenty thirty-three.
Sheila digs through her bag. No wallet.
SHEILA
Apple Pay?
CASHIER
Yep.
Reflex. She reaches for her phone.
Remembers...it's still recording at home.
She digs deeper.
A wad of cash.
Counts it.
Not enough.
The Cashier waits.
Sheila looks at the mattress...then the wine.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Her phone remains propped against the opposite wall.
RECORDING.
The crack.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Then...the wall shifts inward.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The door opens.
Sheila enters.
Merlot. No mattress.
She closes the door. Doesn't turn on the lights.
Listens. Nothing.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
The phone sits exactly where she left it.
Still recording.
She retrieves it.
Playback.
She scrubs through the video...stops.
The wall moves. Clear. Undeniable.
She raises the phone between herself and the wall.
Through the screen, the wall recedes.
She lowers the phone. Still.
Raises it. Movement.
Lowers it. Still.
Raises it. Inward.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Sunshine detonates across Sheila's face.
She jolts awake on the couch.
The empty Merlot bottle beside her.
She checks her phone.
A video from last night.
PLAY.
CLOSE ON: PHONE
Sheila moves quickly in and out of frame.
Old phones. Tablets. Anything with a camera.
Chairs. Books. She builds angle after angle.
On one screen, Sheila crosses frame.
For half a second, her hand loses definition. Then normal.
Present-day Sheila watches.
No recognition.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
She stops in the doorway.
Everything from the video is still there.
Chairs. Books. Devices.
All watching the wall.
She approaches the nearest device.
PLAYBACK.
Nothing.
Next. The wall shifts inward.
Another. Still.
Another. Movement. But late.
She gets them playing together.
Same room. Same wall. Same night.
Different answers.
One still. One shifting. One delayed.
Her phone RINGS.
KETTERING HALE.
She checks the time. 12:08 P.M.
Shit.
SHEILA
Hello.
(listens)
I'm so sorry. I thought my message
went through.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
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The Uninvited Check-In
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila heads for the door.
SHEILA
Yeah, I had to rush home. My mom
ended up in the hospital last
night.
She opens the door.
It's Dora.
Fuck.
SHEILA
I really appreciate it.
(beat)
Won't happen again.
She hangs up.
DORA
Nice to see my recovery was quick.
Sheila says nothing.
Dora steps inside.
DORA
Maddie was worried.
SHEILA
So you just drove over?
DORA
I checked your location.
Sheila closes the door.
SHEILA
Apparently everybody knows where I
am except me.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Dora stops in the doorway.
Chairs. Books. Phones. Tablets.
DORA
What am I looking at?
SHEILA
I was testing something.
Dora crosses to the overloaded power strip. Unplugs it.
DORA
You're testing a house fire.
SHEILA
Mom--
DORA
Have you slept?
SHEILA
Yes.
DORA
When?
Sheila has nothing.
Dora looks toward the crack. Back to Sheila.
DORA
You really like it here?
SHEILA
Yeah.
DORA
The job too?
SHEILA
Yes.
DORA
Good.
SHEILA
Why'd you say it like that?
DORA
Like what?
SHEILA
Like you were waiting for me to
change my mind.
Dora considers her.
DORA
I'm waiting for you to stop
starting over.
Sheila stiffens.
DORA
That's different.
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15 -
Breakfast and Unspoken Faults
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BATHROOM - DAY
The shower runs.
Sheila sits on the counter. Not showering.
Steam climbs around her.
She counts imperfections on the ceiling.
DORA (O.S.)
You hungry?
SHEILA
No.
DORA (O.S.)
I'm making something.
Sheila starts counting again.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - DAY
Eggs. Bacon. Toast.
Dora pushes a plate toward her.
The empty Merlot bottle sits between them.
DORA
One-off?
SHEILA
Yeah.
Dora looks around the apartment.
DORA
It is nice.
Sheila waits.
DORA
I can see why you wanted it.
SHEILA
There's a compliment in there
somewhere.
DORA
There is.
At the sink, Dora finds a putty knife.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY
Dora examines the crack.
DORA
Maintenance?
SHEILA
Been here.
DORA
And?
SHEILA
They fixed it.
Dora refocuses on the crack.
DORA
Clearly.
Dora looks through the doorway.
The couch. Pillow. Blanket.
DORA
You're sleeping out there?
SHEILA
Just last night.
Dora looks around the room again.
DORA
Go lie down.
SHEILA
I'm fine.
DORA
I didn't ask.
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16 -
Too Late
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Sheila sleeps on the couch.
Dora moves quietly through the apartment.
Boxes opened. Electronics gathered. A trash bag tied off.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Dora kneels at the crack.
Putty knife in hand.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Sheila wakes.
Dora drags a box of electronics toward the door.
DORA
You should've told me how late it
was.
SHEILA
What time is it?
DORA
Too late.
Dora rubs her chest. Briefly.
Sheila watches the box.
Dora keeps moving.
DORA
I unpacked the closet.
(beat)
And I fixed that spot again.
SHEILA
You didn't have to.
DORA
I know.
Dora eyes the old electronics.
DORA
Still want me to sell these?
SHEILA
Yep.
Dora carries the box out.
Sheila watches the mouths move on the muted television.
THE NEXT MORNING
Same couch. Same position. Redder eyes.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - DAY
Sheila stares at a spreadsheet.
She highlights the same five columns.
Unhighlights them.
Starts over.
AMANDA (O.S.)
Why were you gone yesterday?
SHEILA
Family emergency.
No response.
Sheila turns.
Nobody there. The aisle is empty.
Sheila's phone rings.
Maddie.
SHEILA
What's wrong?
MADDIE (ON PHONE)
It's your mom.
Sheila stands.
SHEILA
She was just with me last night.
MADDIE (ON PHONE)
She's stable.
(beat)
They think it was a heart attack.
The office carries on around her.
Keyboards. Phones. Someone laughing three cubicles over.
SHEILA
Is she conscious?
Silence.
SHEILA
Maddie?
MADDIE (ON PHONE)
They took her back for a procedure.
She's still sedated.
Sheila nods to no one.
SHEILA
Okay.
She gathers her things.
Stops.
The spreadsheet. Still open.
SHEILA
I'll be there.
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17 -
The Signature
INT. KETTERING HALE - HALLWAY - DAY
Sheila exits the AUDIT SENIOR'S office.
SHEILA
Thank you.
She moves quickly toward the elevators.
Darby approaches from the opposite direction.
DARBY
Sheila...
Sheila barely registers her.
DARBY
A few of us were--
Darby's voice distorts.
DARBY
Eat shit, you catty bitch.
Sheila stops. Turns.
SHEILA
What did you say to me?
Darby freezes.
DARBY
What?
SHEILA
What the fuck did you just say to
me?
DARBY
I asked if you wanted to come to
lunch.
Sheila stares her down.
DARBY
A few of us are going downstairs.
Sheila looks around. Everybody watching.
SHEILA
I have to go.
Sheila turns and hurries toward the elevators.
INT. SHEILA'S CAR - DAY
Traffic crawls.
Sheila drives one-handed.
Her phone sits in the mount.
SEARCH: AUDITORY HALLUCINATIONS
She stares at the results.
Too long. A horn blares behind her.
She rolls forward.
A notification drops across the screen.
BANK ALERT: YOUR ACCOUNT BALANCE IS BELOW $0.
She checks the balance.
Not possible.
She pulls up TODD'S number.
CALL.
EXT. HOSPITAL PARKING LOT - DAY
Sheila crosses the lot with TODD on speaker.
TODD (ON PHONE)
The payment authorization processed
this morning.
SHEILA
For the full balance?
TODD (ON PHONE)
That's what the agreement says.
Sheila slows.
SHEILA
What agreement?
TODD (ON PHONE)
The one you signed.
She stops.
SHEILA
I didn't sign anything.
TODD (ON PHONE)
It was returned four days ago.
SHEILA
Returned how?
TODD (ON PHONE)
Mail.
Sheila looks toward the hospital.
People move around her.
SHEILA
I never mailed you anything.
Paper shuffles over the line.
TODD (ON PHONE)
Sheila, I'm looking at your
signature.
SHEILA
Send it to me.
TODD (ON PHONE)
I can do that.
SHEILA
Now.
She hangs up.
Her phone buzzes almost immediately.
EMAIL FROM: TODD GARVER
SUBJECT: SIGNED AGREEMENT
She opens it. A scanned page.
Her name. Her signature.
She zooms in.
It looks right.
Sheila stares at it. Then at the hospital entrance.
She pockets the phone. Keeps moving.
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18 -
I Didn't Ask You To
INT. HOSPITAL - LOBBY - DAY
Maddie waits near an outlet. Scrolling her phone.
She glances up as Sheila approaches.
MADDIE
That looked important.
SHEILA
Any updates?
Maddie pockets the phone.
MADDIE
Nothing yet.
THE DOCTOR (O.S.)
Dora's awake.
THE DOCTOR approaches.
Sheila finds an edge on one nail. Pulls.
INT. HOSPITAL - DORA'S ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Beeping monitors. Sterile sickness.
Maddie adjusts Dora's pillows.
DORA
You don't need to do that.
SHEILA
Told you not to overdo it.
DORA
Good to see you too.
Maddie grabs her bag.
MADDIE
You're staying?
SHEILA
I already called out once this
week.
DORA
Nobody's staying.
Dora tugs lightly at the wires.
DORA
Apparently I'm very popular here.
MADDIE
I'm getting food.
(to Sheila)
Call me.
She goes.
Sheila follows the wires from machine to machine.
DORA
What's wrong?
SHEILA
Seems pretty obvious.
DORA
That's not it.
Sheila fixes on the ceiling tiles. Counts.
DORA
Stop counting and look at me.
Sheila does.
DORA
There.
(beat)
What's wrong?
SHEILA
I don't know.
DORA
That's new.
SHEILA
Things were going well.
DORA
They still might be.
SHEILA
You don't know that.
DORA
Neither do you.
Sheila looks back toward the ceiling.
DORA
Don't.
Sheila catches herself.
DORA
You don't have to decide what this
means tonight.
SHEILA
I'm not deciding anything.
DORA
You always are.
Sheila stills.
DORA
New job. New apartment. New
everything.
SHEILA
I like them.
DORA
Good.
SHEILA
I'm not quitting.
Dora watches her.
DORA
I didn't ask you to.
Silence.
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19 -
No More Decisions
INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY - NIGHT
Visiting hours are over.
Vacant. Calm.
Sheila exits DORA'S ROOM.
Maddie pushes herself up from the floor.
MADDIE
Any changes?
SHEILA
Nothing.
Sheila heads toward the elevator.
MADDIE
She almost told me not to call you.
Sheila presses DOWN
SHEILA
Why?
MADDIE
Didn't want to scare you.
SHEILA
Little late for that.
MADDIE
Sheila.
The elevator opens.
Sheila gets in.
INT. HOSPITAL - ELEVATOR - CONTINUOUS
Maddie follows.
Doors close.
MADDIE
What happened yesterday?
SHEILA
I was sick.
MADDIE
Your mom said you weren't.
Sheila looks at her.
MADDIE
She said you were up all night
watching that wall.
SHEILA
She told you that?
MADDIE
She's worried about you.
SHEILA
Everybody keeps saying that.
MADDIE
Maybe there's a reason.
The glowing G beckons.
SHEILA
I'm handling it.
MADDIE
That's what you always say.
DING. Doors open.
INT. HOSPITAL - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
Sheila moves quickly.
Maddie follows.
MADDIE
Wait.
Sheila keeps going.
MADDIE
I don't know why everything has to
become a fight.
Sheila stops. Turns.
SHEILA
Then stop making decisions for me.
MADDIE
I'm not.
SHEILA
You do it with her too.
MADDIE
With Dora?
SHEILA
My mother.
(beat)
You don't get to decide what she
needs from me.
MADDIE
I never said I did.
SHEILA
Good.
Sheila leaves.
INT. SHEILA'S CAR - NIGHT
Engine off.
Sheila gets inside. Closes the door.
She drops her phone in the center console.
BANG.
Maddie at the passenger window.
Sheila rolls the window down.
SHEILA
Jesus Christ.
MADDIE
You okay?
SHEILA
I'm fine.
MADDIE
I tried to stop you when you came
out of your mom's room.
(beat)
You just kept walking.
SHEILA
You got in the elevator with me.
Maddie doesn't answer immediately.
SHEILA
We were just talking.
MADDIE
No.
Silence.
MADDIE
Go home.
(beat)
Get some sleep.
Sheila starts the car.
MADDIE
Text me when you get there.
Sheila nods.
Drives away.
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20 -
The Man in the Wall
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The door closes behind Sheila.
She throws the deadbolt.
The apartment is exactly as Dora left it.
Clean. Quiet.
Sheila's phone buzzes.
MADDIE: HOME?
She replies.
SHEILA: HOME.
Her phone lights again.
CALENDAR REMINDER
TIMOTHY GREY ESTATE
THURSDAY - 1:00 P.M.
She swipes it away. Drops the phone.
THUD.
She freezes.
THUD.
She looks toward the hallway.
Waits.
THUD.
Her phone illuminates.
NTHEWALL306 WOULD LIKE TO SHARE A VIDEO.
DECLINE.
The notification disappears.
Immediately--
NTHEWALL306 WOULD LIKE TO SHARE A VIDEO.
SHEILA
Who the fuck is in there?
MAN (O.S.)
Please.
The voice comes from the bedroom.
MAN (O.S.)
Just watch it.
She looks at the phone.
MAN (O.S.)
Then call whoever you want.
She taps ACCEPT.
CLOSE ON: PHONE
Darkness.
A thin blade of light.
Her bedroom. Seen through a wall.
Recorded Sheila approaches the crack.
SHEILA (ON PHONE)
I don't know if anyone is out
there.
Present-day Sheila barely breathes.
SHEILA (ON PHONE)
I don't really care what your plans
say...this is going to work.
She gets closer.
SHEILA (ON PHONE)
Because if it doesn't--
The image abruptly turns.
A MAN fills the screen. Mid-30s. Exhausted. Frightened.
MAN (ON PHONE)
If they move you after this, don't
sign anything.
The video ends. Her reflection fills the black screen.
MAN (O.S.)
I mean it.
She dials 911.
SHEILA
There's somebody inside my
apartment--
MAN (O.S.)
I'm not inside your apartment.
SHEILA
There's a man in my fucking wall.
She moves toward the kitchen.
MAN (O.S.)
Get away from the bedroom.
She returns with a knife.
SHEILA
Police are coming.
MAN (O.S.)
I know.
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The Man in the Wall
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
THUD.
Sheila approaches. Slow.
THUD.
Plaster spits into the hallway.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
A sledgehammer head punches through the bedroom wall.
Sheila backs away.
Another impact. The crack branches.
Another.
A section of wall collapses outward.
Dust.
Quiet.
The MAN squeezes through. Same face from the video.
Dirtier. Gaunt.
He still holds the sledgehammer.
Sheila raises the knife.
SHEILA
Put it down.
He drops the sledgehammer. Immediately.
CLANG.
Hands up.
MAN
I'm not here to hurt you.
SHEILA
You were in my wall.
MAN
I was trying to get out.
Sheila grips the knife tighter.
MAN
You want to know where that video
came from?
He backs toward the opening.
SHEILA
Don't move.
MAN
Then look.
He disappears through the hole.
Sheila doesn't follow.
Then she does.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - INSIDE THE WALL - CONTINUOUS
Sheila squeezes through.
Cramped. Cold. Deeper than the wall should allow.
The Man stands well away from her. Hands visible.
No conspiracy board. No equipment rack.
A backpack. Water bottles. A blanket.
Someone has been living here.
SHEILA
You watched me.
Nothing.
SHEILA
Did you watch me?
MAN
Yes.
Sheila takes a step forward. Knife out.
SHEILA
Why?
MAN
Because I thought if I could prove
it--
He stops.
SHEILA
Prove what?
MAN
That I was still me.
POLICE (O.S.)
Come out now!
Sheila watches him.
MAN
Keep the video.
SHEILA
Who are you?
He looks toward the opening. Then back to her.
MAN
Don't sign anything else.
POLICE (O.S.)
Now!
Sheila drops the knife.
The fight goes out of the Man. Not anger.
Resignation.
Sheila squeezes through the opening.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
She emerges with her hands raised.
Behind her, the Man follows. Hands already above his head.
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The Incident Report
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - PROPERTY MANAGER'S OFFICE - NIGHT
The Property Manager pours coffee into a paper cup.
Sets it in front of Sheila.
She doesn't touch it.
PROPERTY MANAGER
You won't be responsible for the
damage.
SHEILA
Who was in my wall?
The Property Manager sits.
PROPERTY MANAGER
The space behind your bedroom is a
maintenance corridor.
SHEILA
There was a man living in it.
PROPERTY MANAGER
I don't know that he was living
there.
SHEILA
There was a blanket. Water. His
shit was everywhere.
Nothing.
PROPERTY MANAGER
He worked maintenance for us.
Sheila studies the Property Manager.
SHEILA
Worked?
PROPERTY MANAGER
He's no longer employed here.
SHEILA
He knew my name.
The Property Manager doesn't react.
SHEILA
He had videos of me--
PROPERTY MANAGER
The police will handle that.
SHEILA
From inside my wall.
PROPERTY MANAGER
The corridor is outlined in your
lease agreement.
Sheila almost laughs.
SHEILA
You keep saying that like it makes
this normal.
The Property Manager slides their phone across the desk.
A RESERVATION CONFIRMATION on the screen.
PROPERTY MANAGER
We arranged a hotel through the end
of the week.
Sheila doesn't look at it.
SHEILA
I'm leaving.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Tonight?
SHEILA
The apartment.
The Property Manager pauses.
PROPERTY MANAGER
That would need to be coordinated
with Kettering Hale.
SHEILA
Why?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Your housing stipend is attached to
the lease.
SHEILA
So I quit the apartment, I lose the
stipend.
PROPERTY MANAGER
You would need to discuss the terms
with HR.
SHEILA
Of course I would.
The OFFICER appears in the doorway.
OFFICER
We good?
The Property Manager looks to Sheila.
Sheila doesn't answer.
OFFICER
Alright, Miss Gary--
SHEILA
Grey.
OFFICER
Sorry. Grey.
He holds out a thin stack of paperwork.
SHEILA
What am I signing?
OFFICER
Acknowledgment you received the
incident report.
Sheila takes the papers. Doesn't take the pen.
SHEILA
I'll read them first.
The Officer waits. So does the Property Manager.
Sheila starts reading.
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23 -
The Room Number
INT. HOTEL - LOBBY - NIGHT
Elevator music. Empty bar. Empty chairs.
4:23 A.M.
Sheila stands at the front desk while the FRONT DESK AGENT
types.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Looks like they have you through
Friday.
Sheila nods.
The Agent turns a tablet toward her.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Just need a card for incidentals
and your signature there.
Sheila hands one over.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Nothing gets charged unless there's
damage.
A beat as the Front Desk Agent types.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Perfect.
A keycard slides across the counter.
ROOM 306
SHEILA
No.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Sorry?
SHEILA
Another room.
The Front Desk Agent checks the screen.
FRONT DESK AGENT
We're full.
SHEILA
Nothing else?
FRONT DESK AGENT
Tonight, yeah.
Sheila looks back at the key.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Is there a problem with the third
floor?
SHEILA
The number.
The Front Desk Agent waits.
SHEILA
Never mind.
Sheila starts toward the elevators.
Stops. Looks at the glowing numbers.
Then back at the exit.
A beat.
She heads outside.
INT. SHEILA'S CAR - NIGHT
Seat reclined. Not enough.
The hotel glows through the windshield.
5:11 A.M.
Sheila closes her eyes.
Opens them.
On her phone: the AirDrop video.
PLAY.
CLOSE ON: PHONE
A sliver of light. Her bedroom.
Recorded Sheila approaches the crack.
She scrubs back. Again. Slower.
Only Sheila.
She opens FILE INFO.
CREATED: TEN WEEKS AGO.
She didn't live there ten weeks ago.
She lowers the phone.
A stack of paperwork from the Officer sits on the passenger
seat.
She flips through it.
Case number. Incident summary. Signature lines.
Wait.
INVOLVED PERSON: DANIEL MERCER
She looks back at the video.
Daniel's warning: DON'T SIGN ANYTHING.
Sheila's focus shifts to the HOTEL.
Room 306 waits somewhere above her.
She doesn't move.
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The Timestamp
INT. KETTERING HALE - AUDIT FLOOR - DAY
Elevator doors open.
Sheila steps out.
Same fluorescent hum. Same keyboards.
She braces. Nothing.
Nobody looks up.
Amanda passes with a coffee.
AMANDA
Morning, Grey.
SHEILA
Morning.
Amanda keeps going.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - DAY
Nine unread messages.
She opens one. Routine.
Another. Routine.
Good.
A spreadsheet fills the screen.
Rows. Columns. Numbers behaving like numbers should.
Sheila gets moving. Fast.
Stops.
One figure doesn't tie.
She traces it.
December accruals pulled into January.
She corrects the field. Everything reconciles.
An AUDIT SENIOR appears beside her.
AUDIT SENIOR
You find it?
SHEILA
December got pulled into January.
They check.
AUDIT SENIOR
Nice.
They start away.
AUDIT SENIOR
Good work, Grey.
Sheila almost smiles.
She turns back to the spreadsheet.
For a moment, everything works.
INT. KETTERING HALE - BATHROOM - DAY
Empty.
Sheila enters cautiously.
Checks the stalls.
She washes her hands. Looks at herself in the mirror.
Waits.
Nothing.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - LATER
4:36 P.M.
Sheila closes one workbook. Another.
Almost done.
A notification appears.
COMMENT RESOLVED - YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION
The accrual she corrected this morning.
Beneath it:
DOCUMENTED VARIANCE. SUPPORT ATTACHED. NO FURTHER ACTION
REQUIRED.
Sheila reads. Opens the support.
The source is correct. Formatting too.
She checks VERSION HISTORY.
SHEILA GREY - 4:36 P.M.
She looks at the clock. 4:36.
AMANDA (O.S.)
Hey.
Sheila jolts.
Amanda stands beside the cubicle.
AMANDA
Sorry.
SHEILA
What's up?
AMANDA
That support you just added?
Sheila doesn't answer.
AMANDA
Just saved my entire night.
(beat)
Thanks.
Amanda leaves.
Sheila looks back to the screen.
The resolved comment. The support. All under her name.
She checks the support.
Same template. Same formatting.
Nothing wrong with it.
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A Wall and a Way Forward
INT. KETTERING HALE - HR - DAY
The HR Generalist shuts down their monitor.
Sheila appears in the doorway.
SHEILA
Do you have a second?
The HR Generalist checks the clock.
HR GENERALIST
A second.
Sheila enters.
SHEILA
Property management moved me to a
hotel.
HR GENERALIST
I saw the notice.
Sheila stops.
SHEILA
What notice?
HR GENERALIST
Temporary displacement. Your
stipend stays active during
repairs.
SHEILA
And if I terminate the lease?
HR GENERALIST
The stipend terminates with it.
SHEILA
Even after what happened?
HR GENERALIST
What happened?
SHEILA
There was a man living behind my
bedroom wall.
HR GENERALIST
Was anyone injured?
SHEILA
No.
HR GENERALIST
Then that would be a property
matter.
SHEILA
He had videos of me.
HR GENERALIST
Have you reported that to the
police?
SHEILA
They pulled him out of the wall.
The HR Generalist considers this.
A beat. That's all.
HR GENERALIST
Then it sounds like you reported
it.
Sheila searches for an edge on one nail.
Stops herself.
SHEILA
So my options are to stay there or
lose the housing money.
HR GENERALIST
You can live where you'd like.
(beat)
The stipend is tied to the approved
lease.
Sheila nods.
SHEILA
Right.
She turns to leave.
HR GENERALIST
Your team lead was looking for you.
(beat)
Something about a client
presentation.
Sheila looks toward the audit floor.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
The Audit Senior finishes an email.
Sheila waits across from them.
AUDIT SENIOR
That year-end reconciliation.
Sheila stiffens.
AUDIT SENIOR
Nice work.
SHEILA
Thanks.
AUDIT SENIOR
The support especially.
A beat.
SHEILA
Right.
The Audit Senior pulls a folder from a stack.
CLIENT PRESENTATION.
The Audit Senior slides it across.
AUDIT SENIOR
You ever presented to a client?
SHEILA
Not here.
AUDIT SENIOR
Anywhere.
Sheila hesitates. Measures her answer.
SHEILA
Not like this.
AUDIT SENIOR
You will Thursday.
Sheila looks at the folder.
AUDIT SENIOR
Amanda and Darby are already on it.
I want you handling the
reconciliation.
SHEILA
Me?
AUDIT SENIOR
You found the problem.
(beat)
You documented it.
There it is.
Sheila looks down at the folder.
AUDIT SENIOR
Unless that's a problem.
SHEILA
No.
Too quickly.
SHEILA
No. It's not.
AUDIT SENIOR
Good.
Sheila takes the folder.
At the door--
AUDIT SENIOR
Grey.
She turns.
AUDIT SENIOR
This is how you get off entry-
level.
Sheila holds there.
SHEILA
Good to know.
She leaves.
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The Reconciliation
INT. HOTEL - LOBBY - NIGHT
Same elevator music. Same empty bar.
The Front Desk Agent looks up. Recognizes her.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Miss Grey.
Sheila sets the CLIENT PRESENTATION folder on the counter.
SHEILA
The room.
The Front Desk Agent waits.
SHEILA
Three-oh-six.
FRONT DESK AGENT
You changed your mind?
SHEILA
Apparently.
The keycard slides back across the counter.
INT. HOTEL - THIRD FLOOR HALLWAY - NIGHT
Sheila stops. Keycard in her hand.
Maddie: STAY.
She swipes.
GREEN.
INT. HOTEL - ROOM 306 - CONTINUOUS
Sheila enters. Doesn't close the door yet.
Bed. Desk. Television.
Ordinary.
She checks the wall beside the bed. Solid.
Presses harder. Same.
Closet. Empty.
Bathroom. Empty.
She looks beneath the bed. Nothing.
Finally, Sheila closes the door.
The presentation folder lands on the desk.
Sheila removes her shoes. Places them neatly beside the bed.
One sits slightly crooked.
She leaves it.
Her phone goes on the nightstand.
She sets three alarms.
6:15.
6:20.
6:25.
She climbs beneath the covers. Eyes open.
Silence.
Still silent.
Her eyes close.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - NIGHT
The floor has thinned out.
Sheila works.
The CLIENT PRESENTATION lies open beside her keyboard.
A slide waits: YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION
She pulls in the support from yesterday.
The support she didn't create.
Perfect fit.
She considers deleting. Then drops it into the deck.
Sheila reaches into her bag for a charger. The police report
catches on the cord.
She catches it before it hits the floor. Sets it aside.
She keeps working.
Her eyes drift back to the report.
She unfolds it.
INVOLVED PERSON: DANIEL MERCER
She searches:
DANIEL MERCER + RECENT ARRESTS
A few results.
PUBLIC RECORDS. An address.
She copies it.
Before she can close the browser--
DANIEL MERCER OBITUARY
1988–2024.
A thumbnail.
Daniel. Cleaner. Smiling.
Same man.
She doesn't open it.
She drops the address into MAPS.
Twenty-three minutes away.
Sheila looks at the presentation. Then at the address.
Amanda appears at the edge of the cubicle, coat on.
AMANDA
You heading out?
Sheila closes the browser.
SHEILA
Soon.
Amanda looks at the presentation.
AMANDA
You got the reconciliation?
SHEILA
Yeah.
AMANDA
Perfect.
Amanda waves on her way out.
Sheila saves the presentation.
Grabs her bag.
INT. SHEILA'S CAR - MOVING - NIGHT
Sheila rolls past DANIEL'S APARTMENT BUILDING.
Slows.
Stops.
An aging brick building. Nothing remarkable.
She checks the address on her phone.
Right place.
She starts to get out.
Stops.
A small placard beside the entrance catches her eye.
PERKINS GILMAN PROPERTY MANAGEMENT.
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27 -
The Wound in the Wall
INT. DANIEL'S APARTMENT BUILDING - LOBBY - NIGHT
Older than Sheila's. Scuffed tile. Chipped paint.
Sheila enters behind a RESIDENT carrying groceries.
RESIDENT
You live here?
SHEILA
I'm visiting somebody.
The Resident hesitates. Shifts the groceries.
Keeps moving.
INT. DANIEL'S APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
She finds the unit.
Knocks.
No reply.
Again.
Waits.
Sheila starts away--
Locks turn.
CURRENT TENANT, 20s, opens the door several inches.
CURRENT TENANT
Yeah?
SHEILA
Sorry.
(beat)
Did Daniel Mercer live here?
CURRENT TENANT
Before me, maybe.
SHEILA
Do you know how long ago he--
The Current Tenant starts closing the door.
SHEILA
Wait.
CURRENT TENANT
I have no idea who you a--
SHEILA
Was there damage when you moved in?
The Current Tenant studies her.
CURRENT TENANT
What kind of damage?
SHEILA
Bedroom wall.
The Current Tenant opens the door a little further.
Not inviting her in. Just enough.
CURRENT TENANT
How do you know about that?
Sheila doesn't answer.
Through the opening, the bedroom.
Fresh paint.
Below it...
A vertical patch. Exactly where a headboard would hide it.
SHEILA
They fixed it?
CURRENT TENANT
Before I moved in.
SHEILA
Do you know what happened?
CURRENT TENANT
Guy tore through it.
SHEILA
Daniel?
CURRENT TENANT
I guess.
The Current Tenant shifts.
Near the door:
Keys. Wallet. A KETTERING HALE badge.
SHEILA
You work at Kettering Hale?
CURRENT TENANT
Yeah.
(beat)
Why?
Her phone buzzes.
AMANDA: NEED YOUR RECONCILIATION SLIDES BEFORE MORNING.
CURRENT TENANT
Do I know you?
SHEILA
No.
The door closes.
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28 -
The Long Night of Reconciliation
INT. HOTEL - ROOM 306 - NIGHT
The CLIENT PRESENTATION fills Sheila's laptop.
YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION.
She stands near the television. Rehearsing.
SHEILA
The variance resulted from December
accruals being--
She stops.
She looks at the slide.
Again.
SHEILA
The supporting documentation--
Blank.
She returns to the laptop.
Opens the support. Still perfect.
She knows it's right. She doesn't know why.
She opens VERSION HISTORY.
SHEILA GREY.
Back to the presentation.
She highlights the reconciliation slides.
DELETE.
New workbook. Raw ledger.
She starts.
LATER
Hotel stationery covered in figures.
Shoes kicked beneath the desk. Coffee gone cold.
Sheila works.
LATER
Printouts cover the bed. A takeout carton on the floor.
Another calculation. Wrong.
She starts again.
LATER
3:41 A.M.
The slide reads:
YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION
Almost nothing beneath it.
Sheila's phone buzzes.
AMANDA: YOU GOOD?
She flips it face-down. Back to the numbers.
INT. HOTEL - ROOM 306 - MORNING
Gray light.
The room is wrecked.
Sheila sleeps upright at the desk.
ON SCREEN:
YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION
Half rebuilt.
7:17 A.M.
Her phone VIBRATES.
DORA.
Sheila wakes. Answers.
SHEILA
Hey.
DORA (ON PHONE)
You sound terrible.
SHEILA
You sound better.
DORA (ON PHONE)
I am.
SHEILA
You're still at the hospital?
DORA (ON PHONE)
Maddie's.
Sheila straightens.
SHEILA
You're out?
DORA (ON PHONE)
Since yesterday.
SHEILA
Nobody told me.
DORA (ON PHONE)
I told Maddie I'd call after I got
settled.
SHEILA
I could've picked you up.
DORA (ON PHONE)
You looked like you hadn't slept in
a week.
SHEILA
I'm fine.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Of course you are.
(beat)
Did my patch hold?
Sheila looks at the hotel wall beside the bed. Perfect.
SHEILA
Yeah.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Good.
The laptop CHIMES.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Shouldn't you be going to work?
SHEILA
Yeah. Just running a few minutes
behind.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Don't you have the estate meeting
today?
Sheila checks the time. Then her calendar.
SHEILA
Shit. Thanks for the reminder.
Sheila looks at the unfinished reconciliation.
SHEILA
I can come by after.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Call me after.
SHEILA
Same thing.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Not really.
Sheila absorbs that.
SHEILA
How long are you staying there?
DORA (ON PHONE)
Couple days.
(beat)
Doctor's orders.
SHEILA
Can I get you anything?
DORA
Sheila?
SHEILA
Yeah?
DORA
Eat something.
Sheila looks at the abandoned takeout.
SHEILA
I will.
DORA
Love you.
SHEILA
Love you too.
They hang up.
Back to YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION.
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29 -
The Quiet Escape
INT. KETTERING HALE - CUBICLE - DAY
Sheila checks the clock. 12:42 P.M.
Her inbox waits. 17 unread.
The CLIENT PRESENTATION remains minimized.
She grabs her bag. Looks toward the Audit Senior's desk.
Empty.
She slips out.
INT. KETTERING HALE - ELEVATOR - MOMENTS LATER
Doors close.
Sheila checks her phone.
CALENDAR
1:00 P.M. — TIMOTHY GREY ESTATE
3:00 P.M. — CLIENT PRESENTATION
Maps. Nine minutes away.
She watches the floors descend.
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30 -
The Missing Photograph
INT. ESTATE ATTORNEY'S OFFICE - WAITING ROOM - DAY
12:58 P.M.
Sheila sits with her bag between her feet.
1:03.
A RECEPTIONIST works behind glass.
Sheila looks toward them.
The Receptionist gives an apologetic smile.
RECEPTIONIST
Shouldn't be much longer.
1:11.
Her knee starts moving. She stops it.
1:17.
The inner door opens.
EXECUTOR (O.S.)
Ms. Grey?
Sheila is already standing.
INT. ESTATE ATTORNEY'S OFFICE - MEETING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Cramped. Frigid.
The EXECUTOR, 50s, settles behind a desk.
A cardboard box sits between them.
EXECUTOR
Sorry about the wait.
SHEILA
It's fine.
It isn't.
The Executor opens a folder.
EXECUTOR
This is fairly straightforward.
Sheila checks the wall clock.
1:20.
EXECUTOR
Your father's remaining personal
effects were divided according to
the memorandum attached to the
will.
They slide a copy toward her.
Sheila scans the short list.
EXECUTOR
There isn't a separate monetary
distribution to you.
She goes still.
SHEILA
Okay.
The Executor waits.
Sheila gives them nothing.
The Executor opens the box.
A watch. A class ring. A tie clip. A few photographs. A
wallet.
The Executor lays out each item.
EXECUTOR
These were specifically designated
to you.
Sheila reaches for the wallet. Opens it.
License. Insurance card. Two credit cards.
She checks another sleeve.
Empty.
EXECUTOR
Ms. Grey?
Sheila looks beneath the cards.
SHEILA
Where's the picture?
EXECUTOR
Which picture?
SHEILA
The one in his wallet.
(beat)
Me and him.
Nothing.
SHEILA
It was behind his license.
The Executor checks the inventory.
EXECUTOR
There isn't a photograph listed
with the wallet.
She pulls the license free.
It isn't there.
SHEILA
He put it there.
The Executor checks again.
EXECUTOR
Unfortunately, it wasn't there when
it was inventoried.
SHEILA
I watched him put it there.
EXECUTOR
When would that have been?
SHEILA
March.
She keeps searching.
A receipt. Expired insurance card.
Nothing else.
SHEILA
We went after--
Her phone VIBRATES.
EXECUTOR
After?
SHEILA
Nothing.
She checks the box. Moves the photographs.
Old Sheila. Childhood birthdays. School pictures.
Nothing recent.
Her phone VIBRATES again.
She flips it face down.
EXECUTOR
There are a few forms we still need
to review--
Her phone VIBRATES again.
The Executor waits.
Sheila finally checks.
CLOSE ON: PHONE
AMANDA: WHERE ARE YOU?
It's only 1:51.
SHEILA: LUNCH. WHY?
Almost immediately--
AMANDA: THE CLIENTS ARE HERE.
SHEILA: THEY'RE EARLY.
AMANDA: NO. WE MOVED TO 2.
Sheila goes still.
AMANDA: CHECK YOUR EMAIL.
She opens her inbox.
17 unread.
Scrolls.
CLIENT PRESENTATION - UPDATED TIME
Yesterday. Unread.
She opens it.
2:00 P.M.
It's 1:53.
SHEILA
Fuck.
Sheila shoots to her feet.
EXECUTOR
Ms. Grey--
She shoves the wallet back into the box.
SHEILA
I have to go.
EXECUTOR
We haven't finished--
SHEILA
Can you email it?
EXECUTOR
Some of it requires--
SHEILA
Anything I need to sign, email it.
She grabs her bag.
Stops at the door.
SHEILA
The picture wasn't in there?
EXECUTOR
No.
Sheila waits.
The Executor has nothing else.
She leaves.
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The Unprepared Presentation
INT. OFFICE BUILDING - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila moves fast, phone to her ear.
SHEILA
I'm coming.
AMANDA (ON PHONE)
They're in the conference room.
She hits the elevator button.
SHEILA
I thought it was at three.
AMANDA
It was.
(beat)
The client's flight got moved up.
DING. Doors open.
Sheila steps inside.
SHEILA
I'll be there.
The doors close.
INT. KETTERING HALE - ELEVATOR - DAY
2:06 P.M.
Sheila watches the numbers climb.
Her phone BUZZES.
AMANDA: YOU'RE UP NEXT.
SHEILA: ALMOST THERE.
INT. KETTERING HALE - AUDIT FLOOR - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila moves fast.
Past her cubicle.
Past the empty AUDIT SENIOR desk.
Toward the glass conference room.
INT. KETTERING HALE - CONFERENCE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Mid-presentation.
Four CLIENT REPRESENTATIVES on one side.
Amanda. Darby. The Audit Senior opposite.
A spreadsheet glows on the screen.
Nobody stops for Sheila. She slips inside.
Takes the empty chair beside Amanda.
AMANDA
(under her breath)
You okay?
Sheila nods. Too quickly.
The Audit Senior advances the slide.
AUDIT SENIOR
That brings us to the year-end
reconciliation.
YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION
Her rebuilt work.
AUDIT SENIOR
Sheila handled this portion.
All eyes on Sheila.
Sheila stands.
SHEILA
Right.
She takes the clicker. Nearly drops it.
SHEILA
So, during reconciliation we
identified a timing variance
between December accruals and--
She loses her place. Searches for the slide.
SHEILA
--January activity.
Next slide.
The support she didn't create.
SHEILA
The supporting documentation
confirmed the variance and--
A CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE raises a hand.
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
How did you confirm there was no
further exposure?
SHEILA
Sorry?
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
You concluded no further action was
required.
They gesture toward the screen.
NO FURTHER ACTION REQUIRED.
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
What did you test?
She looks at the support.
SHEILA
We...
Nothing.
She scrolls.
Invoices. Dates. Amounts.
All of it familiar. None of it hers.
SHEILA
We traced the January activity back
to--
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
All of it?
SHEILA
No.
(beat)
A sample.
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
What was the sample?
Sheila searches the page.
SHEILA
I don't have that in front of me.
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
It's your support.
Silence.
Sheila picks at the edge of her thumbnail.
AUDIT SENIOR
We tested the remaining population
against subsequent activity.
(beat)
No additional exceptions.
CLIENT REPRESENTATIVE
Got it.
They make a note.
The Audit Senior reaches for the clicker.
Sheila hands it over. Sits.
Her eyes stay on the screen.
YEAR-END SALES RECONCILIATION.
Her name in the corner.
AUDIT SENIOR
Moving on.
The next slide appears.
Conversation resumes around her.
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We'll Talk Tomorrow
INT. KETTERING HALE - HALLWAY - LATER
The conference-room door opens.
Clients shake hands. Polite goodbyes.
Sheila waits against the wall.
Amanda exits. Starts toward her--
AUDIT SENIOR
I've got it.
Amanda leaves.
AUDIT SENIOR
What happened?
SHEILA
The meeting moved.
AUDIT SENIOR
Yesterday.
SHEILA
I missed the email.
The Audit Senior waits.
SHEILA
I had something at one. I thought
I'd be--
AUDIT SENIOR
And the reconciliation?
Sheila looks through the glass.
The presentation still glows on the screen.
SHEILA
The support was correct.
AUDIT SENIOR
I didn't ask if it was correct.
(beat)
Go home.
SHEILA
Am I--
AUDIT SENIOR
We'll talk tomorrow.
The Audit Senior walks away.
Sheila doesn't move.
Through the glass, someone closes the presentation.
The screen goes dark.
EXT. MADDIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Sheila's car pulls up too fast.
Maddie stands near the porch with a cigarette.
Sheila gets out.
SHEILA
I thought you quit.
MADDIE
I did.
She takes another drag.
Sheila starts toward the house.
MADDIE
She said call first.
SHEILA
I was already out.
MADDIE
Did you get fired?
SHEILA
No.
(beat)
I don't think so.
Maddie drops the cigarette. Grinds it out.
Sheila opens the door.
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33 -
The Unheard Answer
INT. MADDIE'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
JEOPARDY! blares from the television.
Dora is stretched across the couch beneath a blanket.
Sweatpants. Water bottle. Prescription bottle on the table.
She looks better. Much better.
DORA
I said call.
SHEILA
Apparently nobody listens to you.
DORA
That's not new.
Sheila almost smiles.
She drops her bag. Sits.
DORA
How'd work go?
SHEILA
Great.
Maddie enters.
MADDIE
Potentially unemployed.
SHEILA
(to Maddie)
Thank you.
DORA
How was the estate meeting?
SHEILA
Fine.
DORA
Good.
SHEILA
Did Timothy ever tell you we
started talking?
DORA
You're calling him Timothy again?
SHEILA
Did he?
DORA
Your father and I barely spoke.
SHEILA
But you knew we had.
DORA
Because you told me.
Sheila looks at Maddie.
SHEILA
You knew?
MADDIE
You told me too.
SHEILA
You heard me talk to him.
MADDIE
I heard you talking.
(beat)
I didn't hear him.
Sheila goes still.
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34 -
The Missing Picture
SHEILA
The picture.
MADDIE
What picture?
SHEILA
You remember. I told you he kept
one in his wallet.
MADDIE
Vaguely.
SHEILA
Well, it wasn't there.
DORA
Maybe he took it out?
SHEILA
Why?
DORA
I don't know.
SHEILA
He kept it behind his license.
DORA
Sheila--
SHEILA
I watched him put it there.
DORA
I'm not saying you didn't.
SHEILA
Then where is it?
Sheila catches the edge of her thumbnail. Pulls.
MADDIE
Maybe it got lost.
SHEILA
It wasn't loose.
MADDIE
Okay.
SHEILA
Stop saying that.
MADDIE
Then what do you want me to say?
Sheila has nothing.
DORA
What happened at work?
SHEILA
I missed an email.
MADDIE
That's why they sent you home?
SHEILA
No.
(beat)
I was late. Then I couldn't explain
work that had my name on it.
Maddie and Dora just look at her.
SHEILA
Somebody finished something I
started.
MADDIE
Who?
SHEILA
I don't know.
DORA
Have you slept?
SHEILA
Yes.
Maddie's eyes drift toward the window.
Sheila's car outside.
MADDIE
Where?
Sheila pulls harder.
SHEILA
A hotel.
DORA
What?
She never told them.
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35 -
The Man in the Wall
MADDIE
Why are you in a hotel?
SHEILA
Management put me there.
(beat)
A man came through my bedroom wall.
No one moves.
DORA
And you're just now telling us?
SHEILA
There was a space behind it.
MADDIE
We don't give a shit about the
floor plan!
SHEILA
He was already inside.
No response.
SHEILA
Police came. They took him.
(beat)
You both had enough on your plate.
DORA
When did this happen?
SHEILA
Couple nights ago.
Maddie goes for her cigarettes.
MADDIE
You couldn't even call?
SHEILA
You were with her.
MADDIE
I have a phone.
SHEILA
What was I supposed to do? Pull you
out of the hospital because some
asshole was living in my wall?
MADDIE
Yes.
Silence.
DORA
Who was he?
SHEILA
Daniel Mercer.
(beat)
Except Daniel Mercer died two years
ago.
MADDIE
Sheila--
SHEILA
I met him. The police met him.
She gets to her feet.
SHEILA
His old building is managed by
Perkins Gilman. Same as mine.
Same bedroom wall. Same repair.
Maddie rests her head in her hands.
SHEILA
And the guy living there now works
at Kettering Hale.
DORA
Those aren't the same thing.
SHEILA
How do you know?
DORA
Because you're making them the same
thing.
Sheila stops. Her thumb is bleeding.
She wipes it on her pants.
Maddie catches sight of the blood. Starts toward Sheila.
DORA
Come sit down.
SHEILA
I'm fine.
Sheila grabs her bag.
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36 -
The Unsent Reply
MADDIE
Where are you going?
SHEILA
Come with me.
MADDIE
Where?
Sheila searches.
SHEILA
I don't know.
DORA
Stay here tonight.
Sheila shakes her head.
DORA
Take the bed.
SHEILA
I don't need somewhere to sleep.
MADDIE
Then what do you need?
Sheila looks between them.
SHEILA
I need you with me.
MADDIE
I'm staying here tonight.
(beat)
You should too.
Sheila puts the bag over her shoulder.
SHEILA
I'll call you.
She opens the door.
MADDIE
Don't go back to the apartment.
SHEILA
I'm not.
She leaves.
The door stays open. Maddie watches Sheila cross to the car.
She doesn't follow.
INT. HOTEL - ROOM 306 - NIGHT
Sheila enters. Locks the door.
Stops.
She doesn't check the wall. Doesn't check beneath the bed.
She drops her bag. Sits on the edge of the mattress.
Her phone illuminates.
MADDIE: YOU THERE?
Sheila types:
YEAH.
She doesn't send it.
Another notification.
KETTERING HALE HR: PLEASE REPORT TO HUMAN RESOURCES TOMORROW
AT 8:30 A.M.
No explanation.
She sets one alarm.
7:00 A.M
Phone down.
The room stays quiet as Sheila waits.
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37 -
The Exit Interview
INT. KETTERING HALE - HR - DAY
8:28 A.M.
Sheila waits outside.
A coffee. Untouched.
8:30.
The door opens on cue.
HR GENERALIST
Come in.
INT. KETTERING HALE - MEETING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The AUDIT SENIOR is already there.
Sheila sits.
The HR Generalist closes the door. Takes a seat.
HR GENERALIST
We're ending your introductory
employment period, effective today.
Sheila looks to the Audit Senior.
SHEILA
Because of yesterday?
HR GENERALIST
Yesterday is part of it.
The HR Generalist opens a folder.
HR GENERALIST
You missed work earlier this week
without notice.
SHEILA
I called.
HR GENERALIST
After your shift was scheduled to
start.
SHEILA
My mother--
Sheila stops.
The HR Generalist waits.
SHEILA
I was dealing with something.
HR GENERALIST
There was also the complaint
involving Amanda Keaton.
SHEILA
I didn't say that to her.
HR GENERALIST
I'm not revisiting the complaint.
The HR Generalist turns a page.
HR GENERALIST
And yesterday you arrived late to a
client presentation you were
assigned to support.
SHEILA
The meeting changed.
AUDIT SENIOR
The change was sent the day before.
SHEILA
I missed the email.
No argument.
HR GENERALIST
You were unable to answer basic
questions regarding work submitted
under your name.
SHEILA
Because I didn't do it.
The Audit Senior shifts forward.
HR GENERALIST
You told your supervisor the
support was correct.
SHEILA
It was.
HR GENERALIST
But you didn't create it.
SHEILA
No.
HR GENERALIST
Then who did?
Sheila searches for an answer.
SHEILA
I don't know.
The HR Generalist turns the folder toward her.
Screenshots.
VERSION HISTORY
SHEILA GREY - 4:36 P.M.
SHEILA
I was at my desk when that
happened.
AUDIT SENIOR
We know.
SHEILA
No, I mean I was sitting there.
(beat)
I didn't touch it.
The HR Generalist studies her. Not suspicious.
Concerned.
HR GENERALIST
The file was saved through your
account.
A beat.
HR GENERALIST
Then what are you telling us?
SHEILA
I'm telling you I didn't do it.
The HR Generalist closes the folder.
HR GENERALIST
Okay.
Sheila stifles a laugh.
SHEILA
There it is again.
HR GENERALIST
What?
SHEILA
Nothing.
The HR Generalist slides a document across the desk.
HR GENERALIST
Your final pay will include hours
through today. Benefits information
will be mailed to the address on
file.
Sheila doesn't touch it.
SHEILA
And the apartment?
The HR Generalist glances at the Audit Senior.
HR GENERALIST
Your housing stipend ends with your
employment.
SHEILA
Today?
HR GENERALIST
Today.
Sheila looks at the document. Still doesn't touch it.
SHEILA
So what happens to the lease?
HR GENERALIST
Property management will contact
you regarding your options.
SHEILA
Perkins Gilman.
HR GENERALIST
Yes.
The HR Generalist offers a pen.
HR GENERALIST
This only acknowledges receipt.
Sheila pushes the document back.
SHEILA
Email it to me.
HR GENERALIST
You don't have to sign.
SHEILA
Good.
She stands.
The Audit Senior watches her.
AUDIT SENIOR
Grey...
Sheila waits.
AUDIT SENIOR
Take care of yourself.
Sheila nods.
Leaves.
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38 -
The Overdue Checkout
INT. HOTEL - ROOM 306 - DAY
Sheila enters carrying the cardboard box from her desk.
Sets it down. Looks around.
Her temporary life.
The clock: 10:18 A.M.
CHECKOUT: 11:00 A.M.
Sheila starts packing.
INT. HOTEL - LOBBY - LATER
Sheila approaches the front desk with her bag and box.
SHEILA
Can I keep the room another night?
The Front Desk Agent checks the reservation.
FRONT DESK AGENT
Sure.
A few clicks.
FRONT DESK AGENT
One eighty-nine.
SHEILA
Total?
FRONT DESK AGENT
Before taxes
(beat)
We'd also need another two-hundred
dollar incidental hold.
Sheila takes out her phone.
BANK BALANCE: below zero.
SHEILA
Never mind.
FRONT DESK AGENT
You still have until eleven.
SHEILA
I'm good.
She sets the keycard down.
Her phone rings.
PERKINS GILMAN PROPERTY MANAGEMENT.
She answers.
SHEILA
Hello.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
Kettering Hale contacted us.
Sheila closes her eyes.
PROPERTY MANAGER (ON PHONE)
We need to discuss your lease.
SHEILA
I'm on my way.
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39 -
The Mutual Termination
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - PROPERTY MANAGER'S OFFICE - DAY
Same desk. Same chair.
Sheila sits with the cardboard box from Kettering Hale at her
feet.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Kettering Hale ended the housing
subsidy this morning.
Sheila waits.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Your lease is still active.
That catches her.
SHEILA
At the full rate?
The Property Manager points to a figure.
Too much.
SHEILA
A month?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Beginning with the next billing
period.
SHEILA
I can't pay that.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Given the circumstances, there's
another option.
The Property Manager slides another document across.
MUTUAL TERMINATION AGREEMENT.
PROPERTY MANAGER
We can release you without the
standard buyout.
Sheila looks at the signature line.
PROPERTY MANAGER
You'd have until Monday at noon to
remove your belongings.
SHEILA
And then I'm done?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Once the unit is surrendered.
SHEILA
No penalties?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Not under this agreement.
SHEILA
My key still works?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Until you turn it in.
She looks at the keycard in her hand. Then the agreement.
SHEILA
The repairs?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Complete.
SHEILA
The wall?
PROPERTY MANAGER
Repaired.
Nothing more.
PROPERTY MANAGER
You don't have to decide right now.
SHEILA
Pen?
The Property Manager slides one over.
She signs: SHEILA GREY.
The Property Manager takes the agreement. Countersigns.
PROPERTY MANAGER
I'll email you a copy.
Sheila gathers her things.
PROPERTY MANAGER
Anything left after noon on Monday
will be considered abandoned.
SHEILA
There won't be anything.
PROPERTY MANAGER
When you're finished, leave the key
at the desk.
SHEILA
Will do.
She leaves.
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40 -
The Crack Returns
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - DAY
Sheila approaches 306.
Keycard to reader. GREEN.
She opens the door.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Clean. Too clean for what happened here.
No plaster. No dust.
The apartment has been returned to itself.
Sheila sets the cardboard box from Kettering Hale beside the
door.
LATER
A suitcase open on the floor.
Clothes folded inside. Not perfectly.
Sheila notices, but keeps going.
She empties a drawer into a box.
Chargers. Mail. Toiletries.
The 8x10 photograph of Timothy settles on top.
She stops. Just for a second.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - LATER
Most of the room is stripped.
Sheila pulls the mattress from the frame. Lets it fall
against the opposite wall.
The headboard remains.
She grips one side. Pulls.
The headboard comes free.
Behind it: perfect wall.
No crack. No patch. Nothing.
Sheila looks. Doesn't touch.
She carries the headboard into the hallway.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - LATER
Bare again. Not quite move-in bare.
She tapes a cardboard box shut.
She grabs the suitcase. Heads for the door.
THUNK.
She reaches the door.
THUNK.
She closes her eyes.
SHEILA
No.
She opens the door.
THUNK. Harder.
Sheila looks.
The empty hallway calls.
THUNK.
She lets go of the suitcase.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Sheila enters.
The wall remains perfect.
She keeps her distance. Waits.
SHEILA
I'm leaving.
Silence.
Before she can exit...THUNK. Right behind her.
She stops. Looks at the wall.
A hairline crack travels downward.
Slow. Vertical. Precise.
Exactly where it was the first day.
Sheila watches the crack reach the baseboard.
No phone. No measuring tape. No questions.
She digs through a half-packed box. Finds a hammer.
Sheila approaches the wall.
It waits.
She grips the hammer.
Takes a breath.
Then swings.
The hammer connects. CRACK.
Again. Again.
All restraint gone.
She tears at the opening with her hands. The drywall gives.
Insulation. Dust.
She keeps going.
A hole large enough to see through.
Darkness beyond.
Sheila stops. Breathing hard.
The same impossible depth she followed Daniel into.
She steps closer.
SHEILA
Hello?
No answer.
She grips the torn edge. Pulls.
A larger section comes away.
The opening widens. Cold air spills out.
Sheila looks inside.
No blanket. No water bottles.
A SOUND.
Not a THUNK. Movement.
Something shifts deeper in the corridor.
SHEILA
Who's there?
She steps through.
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41 -
The Hollowed Self
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - INSIDE THE WALL - CONTINUOUS
The corridor swallows the bedroom light behind her.
Sheila moves carefully. Past where Daniel slept.
Further than she went before.
The passage should have ended.
It doesn't.
SHEILA
Daniel?
Another few steps.
Just ahead, someone sitting against the far wall.
A WOMAN.
Knees pulled to her chest. Head lowered.
SHEILA
Hey.
The Woman doesn't move.
SHEILA
Can you hear me?
The Woman's fingers come into view.
Torn. Raw.
Sheila looks at her own picked fingers.
The Woman raises her head.
Her face. Older. Hollowed out. Filthy.
Still Sheila's face.
SHEILA
No.
The Woman looks at her.
WOMAN
You moved the bed.
Sheila says nothing.
WOMAN
First night.
(beat)
You wanted it on the other wall.
Sheila backs away.
SHEILA
Who are you?
The woman's eyes fill. Not with fear.
Recognition.
WOMAN
Sheila.
SHEILA
No.
WOMAN
Grey.
Sheila stares at her.
SHEILA
Before me?
WOMAN
There was no before me.
The Woman looks back at her.
SHEILA BEFORE.
SHEILA
Timothy.
Sheila Before looks at her.
SHEILA
I fixed it.
A beat.
SHEILA BEFORE
He came back?
SHEILA
Before he died.
Sheila Before takes that in.
SHEILA BEFORE
You did better.
SHEILA
What?
SHEILA BEFORE
With my life.
She looks down.
Her fingers soften at the edges.
Not transparent.
Undefined.
She rubs her fingers together. No contact.
SHEILA
What the fuck!
Her hand sharpens again. Almost.
Sheila backs toward the opening.
SHEILA
What's happening?!
Sheila Before rises. Keeps her distance.
SHEILA
Help me.
SHEILA BEFORE
I can't.
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42 -
The Unbecoming
Sheila forces herself toward the opening.
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sheila spills through. Hits the floor.
Her palms land against the carpet.
For a moment, no fingers.
Just the suggestion of a hand.
She jerks it back.
Five fingers again.
SHEILA
No.
Sheila stumbles up.
Her reflection catches in the bedroom mirror.
Sheila, but not quite.
The image struggles to hold her face.
Eyes. Mouth. Skin.
All of it there. None of it holding.
Sheila touches her cheek.
The reflection does the same a fraction too late.
SHEILA
No, no, no.
Her forearm loses definition.
She grabs it with the other hand.
Her fingers sink into something that no longer knows its
edges.
She SCREAMS.
The sound cuts short.
Her mouth is gone.
Not covered. Gone.
She claws at her face. Nothing to grab.
Her knees buckle.
Sheila collapses to the floor.
Her body gives up its boundaries.
Skin into clothes. Clothes into skin.
Her shape still human. Barely.
Her eyes remain. Terrified.
Movement inside the wall.
Sheila looks toward the opening.
Sheila Before stands there.
Something has changed. Her raw fingers smooth.
The wounds close.
The hollow in her face fills.
The grime is gone.
Her shoulders settle.
Same face. Rested. Present.
Sheila Before steps through the opening.
Whole. Corrected.
The formless Sheila tries to crawl away.
Still in there.
Sheila Before takes hold of her.
Sheila fights. No leverage. No edges.
Sheila Before pulls her toward the opening.
SHEILA
(malformed)
Nnnn....
Sheila Before stops. Pities her. Then pulls her inside.
The darkness takes them both.
A beat.
Sheila Before steps back through the opening.
Alone.
She looks at herself in the mirror.
No hesitation. No inspection.
She turns away.
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43 -
The Crack in the Wall
INT. SHEILA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sheila Before enters.
Bare room.
Suitcase by the door. Kettering Hale box beside it.
A phone illuminates on the counter.
MADDIE: YOU THERE?
Sheila Before picks it up.
Reads. Types.
SHEILA: YEAH. SORRY.
Then--
SHEILA: CAN I COME OVER?
SEND.
Almost immediately--
MADDIE: YES
Sheila Before smiles.
The phone RINGS.
MOM.
SHEILA BEFORE
Hey.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Where are you?
SHEILA BEFORE
The apartment.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Sheila--
SHEILA BEFORE
I'm leaving.
(beat)
For good.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Okay.
A beat.
DORA (ON PHONE)
Are you okay?
Sheila Before looks around.
The bare room. The suitcase. The box.
SHEILA BEFORE
I will be.
She ends the call. Pockets the phone.
No second look.
She lifts the Kettering Hale box.
Suitcase in her other hand.
At the door, the 8x10 photograph of Timothy catches her eye.
She pulls it free.
Looks at him. A moment.
Then slides it carefully back into the box.
She leaves.
INT. APARTMENT 306 - LIVING ROOM - DAY
A NEW TENANT enters. One bag over their shoulder.
The apartment is immaculate.
Bright. Calm. Ready.
They step further inside.
INT. APARTMENT 306 - BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Sunlight cuts cleanly across the room.
Perfect walls.
The New Tenant sets down their bag. Opens the closet.
Stops.
A five-gallon bucket of spackle sits inside.
Opened.
An invoice is taped to the lid.
PERKINS GILMAN PROPERTY MANAGEMENT
UNIT 306
SHEILA GREY
SERVICE DATE: TODAY
The New Tenant pauses at the name.
Peels the invoice free. Crumples it. Drops it in the bucket.
The closet door shuts.
Silence.
Behind them, a thin crack appears in the wall.
Vertical. Precise. Where a headboard would hide it.
THE END