Throwback Thursday: Sunshine’s Night of Darkness, Scene 2
SUNSHINE’S NIGHT OF DARKNESS
Synopsis: It’s Sunshine’s first day of work in security at the P.U.R.E Corporation and all she wants to do is make it through orientation, but first she’s got to fill out a name tag requisition form, fit her uniform, meet a cute computer geek … oh, and save her fellow employees from genetically-mutated, blood-lusting vampires.
Notes: All work is registered with the WGC & the WGA.
– Scene Two –
INT. MAIN FOYER, P.U.R.E CORP HEADQUARTERS – MOMENTS LATER
Massive tinted-glass entrance doors open and close via motion sensors. A swell of voices, PROTESTORS outside, come and go with each opening. A grand marble fountain is dedicated to a children’s charity and littered with coins. A gigantic, overly ornate metal clock reads: 12:58pm.
Sunshine crosses by a bank of elevators towards Irma, who chats with a small group.
Good, we are all accounted for. I am Irma, and I am your orientation leader. I am also your liaison in Human Resources.
She indicates her clip board which bares the logo: P.U.R.E
P.U.R.E desires to be a Perfectly Unique Restful Experience. There are many benefits in working with P.U.R.E. Taro?
Irma nods, rather frostily, to the large, well-muscled man TARO, 29, who is dressed very similarly to Sunshine.
At your service. Head of security and Sunshine’s new boss…
He indicates Sunshine and the others turn to her.
Ah… Jones actually.
Taro raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at Irma.
Sunshine has already requested a name-tag requisition form. Sunshine, would you continue?
Jones. Right, ah, new girl in security, this is my first day, so, ah, yeah. Looking forward to it.
Sunshine looks to CALLIE, 18, a very pretty, well-groomed red head. Callie looks to Irma for approval before continuing:
Callie. Short for Callista.
She points to her name-tag which does indeed read: Callie. Sunshine throws a look at Irma, which Irma ignores.
I’ve been here three days, in the spa, doing minor waxing, eyebrows, lip, chin, but I hope to start doing facials soon.
I’d love to practice on you, anytime.
Sunshine looks a little thrown by this offer.
RASHID, 34, with a lab coat and pocket protector, continues:
Rashid, research and development. And no, I can’t talk about it…
(this isn’t funny)
Ah… Two children. A girl, eight and my boy is six. I –
A young dark-haired man, HUXLEY, 24, slides, from a mad dash across the foyer, into a space within the group.
Not late, am I? Didn’t want to be late.
And you are?
He glances around the group and grins at Sunshine.
HUXLEY (CONT’D) (to Sunshine)
She tries not to smile at him and drops her gaze.
You’re not on my list.
Right, I was supposed to be here last week but I forgot, got caught up, you know.
Yeah, me. Huxley. Computers. Hey Taro.
Let’s move on.
She begins to move through the foyer.
The P.U.R.E Corporation acquired the Hyperion Hotel ten years ago and literally revitalized it from extinction. You’ll note, and this is key to all things P.U.R.E, how the older features, the fountain, the marble, integrate with the unbreakable, Ultra Violet protected glass enclosures and the highly technical security –
Let’s head that way.
Irma, not happy being interrupted, glares at Taro.
TARO (CONT’D) (to Irma)
I don’t have all afternoon.
I haven’t handed out the binders!
Go for it.
While the group follows Taro, Irma passes everyone their orientation binders, though she doesn’t have one for Huxley, who plays up the fact that she leaves him empty handed.
RASHID (to Taro) Security?
He indicates Sunshine, who happens to be surveying the area. Taro leans toward Rashid as if confiding, but really he’s just bragging about his newest “acquisition.”
Oh, yeah. She’ll kick your ass, higher ranked in most martial arts than I am.
Irma, in a slight huff, joins Taro at the head of the pack, and Huxley maneuvers himself beside Sunshine.
SUNSHINE’S NIGHT OF DARKNESS