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(Projector turns on)

(High pitched tone)

(Film beep)

(Piano music plays)

I love my doll’s house.

Do you know what I did once?

What?

I pretended that one was me and one was you...

and we were playing in the garden.

I’m tired.

Mmm, so am I.

(Horses grunt)

(Old style music plays on radio)

Where am I? What do you want? Money? I don’t have it.

Please. Please.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

(Door creaks)

Claire.

Claire.

(Stable door opening)

(Horses in distress)

(Noose creaking)

(Distant child crying)

I was alone until she saw me.

She stayed with me and told me stories as we walked forever.

Daddy had left me, but now daddy had left us.

And I felt comfort in her and knew from that day we could never be apart.

Before Hannah arrived, I was scared, but she made everything so easy.

She decided what we did and where we went.

She decided who we were so I never had to be frightened again.

Aunt Sarah used to read me stories.

I didn’t understand them... Until now.

(Water drips into pond)

(Birds chirping)

And in this kingdom, there were two worlds,

which divided those who lived in the sky, and those who lived on the ground.

Neither had ever truly known the other and neither had a reason to,

until one day, the sky fell slowly…

And the land of echoes woke up amongst the shadows.

Claire

(Wind blows)

The prince put a hand to his face and rubbed his waking eyes.

Beside him was the princess.

She lay so still beside him. Her eyes full of questions.

Without thought, he put his finger to her lips; “We have to go. Now”.

You’re nothing, do you hear me? You’re nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

I should never have married you.

- I think I was… - Married. Ha! What a joke.

What? Do you have any idea how embarrassing that is?

Yes, if you just let me finish.

- Well, do you have anything to say? - I don’t.

Typical. That’s all I get from you; silence.

I’m trying to talk.

Silence. Silence. Silence.

Family man, is that what you call yourself?

- More silence, is that all you can do? - I can leave.

You’re nothing. Do you hear me? Nothing.

Paranoid, is that what you called me? Paranoid?

- If you let me finish. I was… - Did you say anything? No you didn’t.

Silence. Silence. Silence.

You’re one to talk.

Mum?

She’s fine. She’s fine. She’s ok, stop talking about it.

Dad?

There’s no reasoning…

Mum?

Dad!?

Do you? Do you have any idea? Typical. Typical.

You call me mental. Is that what you said? Mental? Paranoid?

I didn’t say anything!

That’s all you do is talk talk talk.

- Do not say anything. - Just shut up.

(Door creaks)

(Distorted electric sounds)

(Distorted sounds fade)

(Rope creaks)

Do you not think I have enough to worry about?

(Doorbell rings)

(Doorbell rings)

Any news?

It’s only been two days. He’ll be back, Helen.

No, something’s wrong, Sarah. Something’s happened. It-It’s not Charlie.

It-It-It’s just not him.

What are you playing?

Hannah!

Boo hoo hoo. I’m mummy

and I’m a big cry baby

Boo hoo hoo. I need my nappy changed

Shut up, you little bitch. You hear me?

I told you to shut up!

Come on… Come on, she’s just playing.

This is never easy.

Well aren’t there pills or something?

For whom? Helen, this is difficult for everyone but medical...

let alone chemical solutions are very premature.

But they are solutions.

I want her to be happy. Not something inconvenient.

Inconvenient?

The vast majority of children with an imaginary friend are in no way medically wayward.

The most common explanation is that the child is using their friend as a tool.

An antenna to feel the way in what they’re unsure of...

until they understand the world more comfortably.

At this stage, the most important question might be to ask...

is she comfortable, and if not, why not?

Mr. Greer, is she at least happy?

She will be.

(Worried noises)

(Film projector running)

Well aren’t there pills or something… Pills or something…

Mum looked at me differently now.

Bad bad girl.

She saw his eyes in mine.

She didn’t believe in Hannah.

Mummy didn’t let us play.

She kept me as a child to remain the same forever.

Well? Do you have anything to say? Well…? Family man, is that what you call yourself?

Mummy died, and left me freedom.

(River quietly running)

Look Claire, she was my sister and I loved her dearly, I really did...

but what she did with you was wrong. Keeping you cooped up...

Wrapped in cotton wool while she rotted.

She kept me safe.

From what?

From harm.

Where did everyone go?

Home, to live their lives. Like you should.

You’ve grown so quickly. Look at you, just gorgeous.

Yeah, right.

I mean it.

Well look at you. You haven't changed a bit in all these years.

Well fine, dear.

We’re both quite the prototypical princesses then. Happy now?

I have an apartment in the city that you could use.

Uh… I don’t know. I don’t even know what I would study.

Good. People who do become pointless dreadfully quickly.

I remember here. I had a picnic with you and your friend

Aw aunt Sarah.

It’s Sarah now.

Sarah?

Yes?

Thanks.

You’re welcome.

(Door unlocking and opening)

After the longest time, the princess stopped.

She looked down and saw the garden dying.

Orange flashes to nothing but shadows as the water fizzed and sparked...

Glowing before an angry sound.

This strange land was impossible, and she sat down to remember.

Remember all that had happened, and all that she’d lost.

She knew in this land, what she heard was what was to be...

Not what had gone before.

(Birds sing)

Claire.

After leaving the halls, the prince had travelled a long way through this new kingdom.

The two worlds, now as one, had led him far from the path he had always known so well.

Everything had smashed together, and reformed in a way only those who...

Had never seen neither could navigate.

He was a stranger, but he was home.

(Decaying sound)

(Match striking)

(Door creaks open)

(Matchstick drops)

(Heavy footsteps)

I’m sorry…

(Clock ticks)

Do you not think I have enough to worry about?

Oh, damn it. Damn it.

(Music leaking from headphones)

Hey.

Hey. Sorry, I have a class here. Or I had a class here

Bit fuckin’ late. How you doing anyway?

I’m Claire

Hey Danny, this is really cool- Oh. Hey.

I’m Claire.

I’m Danny. Smile

(Camera click)

I should go.

No, no. Relax. I only just met her. It is the first day, you know?

Well, not for you, but you know.

Here take this. This will be worth a shit load someday. Probably.

Did I miss much?

Fuck yeah. Some department dean was telling us they are not simply...

Here to teach us. They are here to teach us how to learn.

Here, listen to this.

(Loud rock music)

- It’s really good. Who is it? - Haha, yes!

It’s him.

Ah well, it’s pretty good.

(city noises)

(Tuning radio)

Through all the shadows and the change, the loss and fear...

the princess began to see the light.

A hazy orange promise that warmed her face.

The new formed world was waking up... and bringing with it, hope.

Hope of a freedom for all.

For this was not the end. The end had already come and gone...

and she marched on with everyone else...

to the beginning.

(Loud rock music)

Are you sure you don’t want a proper drink

No, but thank you anyway.

Seriously, Cidona? I haven’t had that since I was, like, six.

I mean, what planet are you from?

- It reminds me of my dad. - Well that sounds about right.

- Sorry? - Nothing.

So, what age are you?

Why?

Look, I’m not being a bitch, it’s just that... you seem different.

- From what? - From… all of us? I dunno.

Isn’t that meant to be a good thing?

I’m 26, is that old?

Kind of.

So what does your dad do?

(Flashing noises and old style music)

My dad’s dead…

I have to go. I’m…

Oh look, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know. I didn’t-I didn’t mean anything.

Look. Just, just sit down. Just two minutes, ok? Just, just two minutes.

Look, I just… I just wanted to have a quick drink with you cuz...

I mean, you seem nice and, you know, I just don’t want anything to happen to you.

Like what?

I’ve seen you talking to Danny. And… I just think you should be careful.

You don’t know him.

I have to go.

What?

- You see over there? - Yeah?

That’s where the British took a hundred cattle and hung them from the gallows...

as a show of strength in 1938.

Really?

No! Fucking eejit!

No?

Oh now this I like actually.

Sexy? Very sexy?

You’ve got to. You have to.

- That is very you. - Is it cute?

Try it on with that.

It’s classier in a more obvious kind of way.

- You actually pull it off. - But my head’s too big.

- Oh, you want more? One’s not enough? - Of course I want more!

Let’s swap.

This is so weird.

(Sleazy music plays)

That’s a lot of Cidona.

They were out.

That’s terrible! Is that what the big deal’s all about? Oh, shit…

Drinking and swearing? Nice.

God, you’re cute when you’re being corrupted.

(Cup smash)

I’m so sorry. Let me help you.

- It’s ok - No, I really am sorry.

It’s ok. Never mind. I’ll get you another one. You’re a good customer.

Thanks.

Good customer? When the fuck have you ever been here?

I’ve never been here in my life!

Shut the fuck up, though. Free coffee is free coffee.

Here, I left you something in the bathroom

Well do pardon me, my prince.

Do take your time, m’lady. I shall recline in this charming house...

Breath stalled upon news of your return to my father’s kingdom.

(Footsteps)

(Sniffing)

(Film projector running)

(Sniffing)

(Film projector running)

(Film projector running)

(Birds chirping)

(Party music and sounds)

You know what fascinates me?

People. I mean, that’s what drew me to psych. It’s kinda sensory but also very scientific.

Fact-based, you know.

I’d love to analyse you.

You have a… a something.

Or… you could have a wank over me later in your greasy, sordid single bed.

(Drunk man laughs)

I was going to do that anyway. Bitch.

Ready? One… Two…

Three!

Oh my God, that’s worse than beer.

That’s better.

- I have to go upstairs. - Ok, m’lady.

No no no, I need to pee!

Yeah, I get you.

Hello.

- I know you. - Do you? Who am I?

Claire? Are you ok?

Drop her.

Guilty!

Claire?

Two in the toilet. Ding fucking dong.

(Trippy music)

(Trippy music continues)

Smile.

(Camera click)

- Oh, that. That is a thing of beauty. - Let me see.

Best shot of the night

- Oh my God. My eyes are closed! It’s horrible! - It’s ok. It’s a look. You’re rocking it.

What are you doing out here? You’re missing all the craic.

I’ve been pulling my best dance moves in there and I’m looking around for you...

and you’re nowhere to be seen.

- So you’re waiting to show off to me? - Well… Yeah.

Hey, what’s up?

- I think I’m a little bit drunk. - I think you might be right.

(Lighter click)

Do you ever wonder about it all?

No.

No? That’s it? No?

Yeah.

What’s there to know? I’m here. You’re here.

And we’re here. Existing.

Ah, but how do you know?

Ah ha, but why do you need to know how you know if you know?

Asshole.

(Laughter)

I had a thought today and I just let it go…. Into the air.

Wow… that’s just so deep.

- Why don’t you ever talk, Claire? - We are talking.

You know what I mean. Properly. About you.

(Birds chirping)

(Blowing on leaf)

(Cup smashing in distance)

Play it again.

Don't, Hels. What good will it do? Please.

You’ve already confirmed his voice. All we need-

Play it!

(Tape click)

Where am I? What do you want? Money? I don’t have it.

Please. Please. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Daddy?

Stop it, for Christ’s sake.

(Painful screams)

- Look, I’m going to have to go- - No no no, don’t go. Please.

I have a little surprise for you.

(Claire giggles)

(Sounds of busy street at night)

(High heels on cobbles)

- You’re pissed. I want to get a picture of that. - No!

- You’re pissed. - No more drunk pictures!

- You want to go to the park? - Yeah!

Keep sketch.

- What are you doing? - Hop the fence

You’re going to have to help me. I can’t do this.

Alright. Ok. Right, go.

Come on, Claire! Go!

Ssh! Ssh!

(Quiet laughing)

So is this how the little people live?

Yeah. What do you reckon?

I like it.

(Romantic music)

We have to go.

(Old timey music)

- You’re dragging me! I’ve got high heels on! - Oh, sorry. I keep forgetting.

I can’t walk in high heels. This is really hard.

- Ok, well maybe you shouldn’t wear them then. - I wore them for you. And a dress.

I don’t care about high heels. You could wear shoes, I’d still think you’re gorgeous.

Did you hear what Vanessa said to that chap with the glasses on?

No.

Aw, it was the funniest thing I’ve ever heard in my life

Here.

Na, babe. I need a smoothie. C'mon, there’s a great place just down a bit.

No. Here.

You’re mental. Come on, it’s got a smoking area.

Why here?

I don’t know, but we need to go now. Come on.

(Cup smash)

I’m so sorry let me help you.

Here, I left you something in the bathroom.

Well do pardon me, my prince.

(Door clicks)

(Door clicks)

Nice place. Better than my hovel anyway.

No fucking way. And you laughed at me? Now this is protopical.

Prototypical.

Whatever. It’s fucking cool.

Why didn’t you tell me you had this? You’re a dark horse, my lady.

This is my aunt’s house. I’ve never seen that before.

Can I? Please? Please? Please?

Knock yourself out.

Showtime!

Are these new shots?

Yeah. Oh, please, help yourself. Don’t mind me.

I need to get this working.

- When did you take this? - What? Show me.

I look scary. Look at this.

I look really drunk.

Spliced like crazy. Do you even know what’s on this film?

- No. - That’s even better.

It could be anything.

(Projector starts)

- What is this? - Your greatest hits, huh?

Aw, you’re so cute.

I don’t even know if that’s me.

- Who else could it be? - I don’t know.

Wow, that’s a beautiful house.

My God, you never said that you grew up in a palace.

I can’t remember.

- You don’t remember that? - No.

- You must. That’s amazing. - I don’t even know if that’s my house.

That’s a thing of beauty. That’s a proper classic. Definitely want one of those some day.

You can really picture me getting in one of them, can you?

There’s my dad.

(Ominous film splice)

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck is that?

Claire, what is this? What is this? Tell me what this is.

- This is a joke. This is… - I don’t know what…

- Claire. Claire! - That’s you. That’s you.

Who is that?

Claire!

(Hannah) Claire.

(Projector stops)

(Projector starts)

(High pitched test tone)

(Old timey music)

Smile. Let’s have a look.

- There’s the baby. - There he is. Or she.

- She! - She, excuse me.

Don’t call her a he!

Hey.

Yeah?

- How long have I known you? - Forever.

Remember the first time we met?

Of course I do. God.

- I loved that little cardigan. - Oh shut up!

And the hair tied up, and those Christian shoes.

Stop it.

No, seriously. I always went for the librarian look.

Where do you even buy shoes like that?

Sorry I wasn’t cool enough for you and the gorgeous Vanessa.

- Oh, jealousy? - Yeah.

That really gets me hard.

(Hannah) Wake up.

Claire?

Claire?

- Claire? - Leave me.

Claire, are you ok?

Why wouldn’t I be?

Why wouldn’t you be?

Fuck sake, Claire. I’ve been trying to get you on the phone for days.

Everyone has. Danny has.

Said you freaked out, that’s why. Was worried.

Danny’s a prick.

Why? What happened?

I don’t know.

(Shutters moving)

This is never easy.

The princess chose to believe her way was the right path.

Not that she was foolish or stubborn...

But because she knew the truth told before would make any decision matter not.

The echoes returned.

She felt their sounds and knew their call and closed her eyes against them.

(Hairdryer running)

(Hannah) Claire

(Hairdryer stops)

(Hairdryer turns on)

(Hannah) Claire

(Hairdryer turns off)

(Hannah) Where are we?

Hello? Hello?

(Hairdryer turns on)

(Loud rock music)

- Hey, little prince. - Hey.

- You ok? - I’m good, you?

Better than good. But I could do with a drink.

Just give us a minute, ok?

(water running)

(Sniffing)

(Zapper buzzes loudly)

(Water runs)

(Slow steps outside cubicle)

(Footsteps)

(Hannah) Claire.

(Hannah) Claire.

Hannah?

Hannah!

No, Niamh.

Are… Are you ok?

(Light buzzes)

(Guitar feedback)

What’s the fuckin’ story?

(Crowd cheer)

(Loud rock song plays)

(Danny sings)

(Rock music fades away)

(Old time music plays)

(Film camera rolling)

(Rock music and Danny singing)

(Rock music fades away)

(Old time music plays)

We have to go. Now.

(Rock music plays) Fuck you. Fuck off. Fuck you. I hate you.

I’ve always hated you. You’ve ruined everything!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Freako.

(Heavy footsteps)

(Song ends)

(Dripping water)

(Old time music plays)

(Projector starts rolling)

(Cage rattles)

Danny.

(Charlie) I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

(Danny screams)

(Charlie) What do you want? Money? I don’t have it. Please. Please!

- Oh my God… - Once up on a time...

- there was a bad bad girl. - You’re horrible.

And she needed to learn the lessons of life.

But she wouldn’t listen

- I hate you! - And oh she needed to be taught a lesson…

Go away! I hate you! Go away!

You’re not real!

(Hannah's laughter)

(Hannah) Wake up.

(Seagulls)

(Disturbed noise)

(Film projector running)

(Mr. Greer) Who’s Danny?

(Claire) He’s in my class.

(Mr. Greer) Who’s Danny?

This is never easy.

I assume you know why I’ve asked you to come in today for a little… chat?

Yes, is it about Danny?

- Who’s Danny? - He’s my boyfriend

No Claire. I didn’t ask you to come in to tell us about your boyfriend.

I did, however, want to ask you about why you have not attended a single class...

during your time with us. Not a single one.

That’s not true.

I’ve been here every day and now Danny’s gone missing and no one fucking cares.

Who’s Danny?

He’s in my class.

But you haven’t been to class.

And there’s no one called Danny in your group, Claire

I don’t know any of these people.

Now we’re getting somewhere.

Look, I told I’ve been here every day and… With Danny, and… and… look…

There’s posters all over campus, I can show you.

You mean these?

I’ve never seen that before in my life.

There’s hundreds of these. They’re everywhere.

- Have you seen my boyfriend? Have you seen him? - No, I haven’t, sorry.

- Danny? Danny? - I don’t know him.

I can’t find my boyfriend. Will somebody help me please?

Danny? No? I had a photograph of him but I can’t find the photograph. Do you know where he is?

Can anybody help me find my boyfriend? I can’t find my boyfriend. Where’s Danny?

Have you seen my boyfriend? No?

I used to have a picture of him? Have you seen my boyfriend?

Have you seen my boyfriend? Danny? Please.

- What’s he look like? - He’s like this tall and he’s got brown hair.

- Where’d you see him last? - I don’t know…

Danny?

But Danny was there. I know Danny was there. I saw Danny. I met Danny in college and...

He took a picture of me but I can’t find the picture and the picture was on the mirror...

but I can’t find the mirror and I don’t know… Everything… Em…

But I can’t find Danny and nobody knows Danny and he was in my class.

I know he was in my class. I know he was there and they told me he’s not there and he was there...

and I saw him… and I had a photograph of him and it’s gone and I don’t know where it’s gone.

I don’t know where he’s gone… I don’t know where he’s gone…

I don’t know why he’s gone… I don’t know where he’s gone…

I don’t know where I am…

(High heels footsteps)

(Far-off sounding cup smash)

- I’m sorry. Let me help you. - Leave it!

- No, really. I’m sorry. Look, just let me- - Just fucking leave it, will you?

I’m sick of your shit. No more, ok? Enough.

Get out. Go on.

(Fish flopping)

(Water pump rumbles) (Hannah laughter)

What? Do you want to take a picture?

Hey, Claire. Smile.

(Fish flopping)

(Old time music plays)

(Old time music plays in reverse)

(High heels clicking on pavement)

Not tonight. I’m working.

I’m Claire. Aren’t you glad to see me?

Look, I’m not your fucking teacher. I wasn’t it last night...

or the night before that. Go home. Just go.

You do know me though?

We all know you, Hannah. Everyone does.

(Brush sweeping)

I know you.

You’re ok, love. You’re among friends now.

We know you here. Come on.

Take care, princess.

(Car drives off)

‘We are born into confusion, and all of us will die in it’...

the prince said as he held her closely. ‘We don’t see the beginning, or the end.

We live in the middle and spend our lives guessing’.

The princess stood up, because for the first time, she understood.

She turned to the prince and, smiling through her tears, she exclaimed:

‘The same thing? Over and over? Our fears and dreams?

Everything that us who we are? Some real? Some not? And only us to decide?’

The prince nodded, and held his arms open.

(Rope creaks)

(Film camera running)

Come on, we have to go.

Hannah.

(Danny) I had a thought today and I just let it go…

Into the air.