LOGLINE: An ensemble cast, strengthened and damaged by PRIDE, struggles to navigate the complexities of love, relationships, and truth.
EPISODE 1 – “Cut You Off: JAI”
MUSIC CUE – “FEEL” by, Kendrick Lamar rises into the scene.
INT. INTERVIEW ROOM CREW, cameras and lighting equipment fill the space along with a set dressed for a living room area.
INTERVIEW – PRIDE A young beautiful woman seated, fidgets with the mic on her collar.
Can you hear me better now?
Yeah, that’s better. So, when was the last time she prayed about it?
PRIDE (in a reflective thought)
Ummm…three days ago… (a confirming nod) I mean, if you want to call it a prayer. Officially it ended with AMEN, but I saw the heart behind it.
INT. RESTAURANT – EVENING
A posh restaurant on the fancy side of town is occupied by patrons enjoying a fine dining experience. We pan in on NICKY and JAI, their body language suggests a deep conversation is underway.
SUPERIMPOSE: THREE DAYS AGO
PRIDE (O.S.) (CONT’D)
She’d just found out some news she wasn’t rather pleased to discover.
NICKY, 36, JAI’s old college roommate, just moved into the area. They’re out celebrating her recent move. She’s nosey as hell, self-proclaimed tell-it-like-it-is, leans in to speak quietly over her shrimp alfredo.
So what did the doctor say?
JAI (in the middle of eating)
Well…he said what he would say, ‘you’re pregnant’. (she shrugs, irritated)
NICKY offers a look that suggests she’s not pleased with that answer.
JAI (CONT’D) (she swallows her food)
He said I could be six weeks.
JAI (looking around)
Damn Nick’ tell the world, why don’t you!
NICKY looks around realizing no one has heard her.
Roomie, I hope you’re gonna tell him!
She calls her Roomie, a nickname from their college days, when they were roommates the entire four years.
Tell him? Girl…NO! UH-UH. NO ma’am!
A young woman approaches, hesitating at first, but she has a smile on her face.
YOUNG LADY (holding her cell phone close)
Hi…I’m so sorry…but I’m about to leave…
JAI and NICKY turn their attention towards the young girl.
YOUNG LADY (CONT’D)
…May I please take a selfie with you?! I love your podcast and your channel! My Mom even loves it.
JAI nods her head, although she’s become accustomed to this type of reaction from random people, sometimes it couldn’t come at a more inconvenient time. She pauses from eating her lasagna to project a smile for the selfie they pose for.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Jai. (she squeals) Again, I’m so sorry to interrupt you guys.
NICKY offers her the fakest smile she can muster up and cuts her eyes. The Young Lady leaves unbothered by NICKY’s attitude. CLOSEUP of JAI retreating back to her melancholy.
So while you’re offering relationship advice to your fans…you might want to do a segment on having some freaking manners!
JAI begins to tune her out. Stress is consuming her.
NICKY (CONT’D) (becomes inaudible)
No Jai…that was plain rude! Would you have done that, lets say if Beyonce was in here eating…
JAI pulls her phone out of her purse and begins a text message.
INSERT – Typing the message “we need to talk”.
She erases the messages and sighs, putting the phone back in her purse.
NICKY (CONT’D) (audible)
Anyway…like I said, You have to tell him.
JAI loses her appetite and pushes the plate away from her.
I’m not telling him NICKY.
Why not? We are too damn old to be playing this light we’re still in high school.
We ain’t messing around anymore anyway…so… (shaking her head)
JAI (CONT’D) (changing topics)
Aren’t we hear to celebrate your move here and your new place?
(JAI holds up her wine glass)
NICKY shakes her head. She holds her glass up.
I know you’re trying to change the topic. But it ain’t over.
WIDE SHOT – they click their glasses together and say cheers.
INT. JAI’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
The lamp on the nightstand is the only lighting in the room. It illuminates her face, but highlights her agony as she stares at her cell phone.
JAI (grabbing her phone)
She taps the phone a couple of times and puts it to her ear. IT RINGS. It’s late, but she’s hopeful.
Please God let him pick up the phone. AMEN. In Jesus name.
INTERVIEW – PRIDE
PRIDE (looking confused)
What…you don’t think that was a prayer?
INT. BEDROOM (ANOTHER PART OF TOWN) – NIGHT
DARRYL sits up in the bed, on his phone, scrolling through his Instagram feed. The television is the only light illuminating the space. His phone begins to vibrate.
INSERT – A phone number highlights his iPhone screen. He taps the decline option on his phone.
DARRYL looks over to his left.
WIDE SHOT – a woman comes into focus, his wife Lex (35), snuggled under the covers with her back to him. She appears to be asleep, but she is not. The covers fold and mold into the shape of her body. He’s turned on by it and puts his phone away.
DARRYL (nestling close to spoon her)
He rubs up against her. She shifts away from him.
She pushes his hand away. He is offended and quickly gets out of bed and slams the door shut behind him. He walks down the hallway in only his boxers.
INT. HALLWAY – NIGHT
The hallway is dark. Only a nightlight plugged into the outlet illuminates. DARRYL, MOVING, walks down the hall.
DARRYL (to himself)
Trying to be a better man…trying to keep my dick in my pants…but NOOOO.
He walks into the laundry room hits the light switch ON.
INT. LAUNDRY ROOM – NIGHT
A few blouses and button-downs hang from a rod. A basket of folded clothes sit on top of the dryer.
DARRYL (sorting through clothes) My wife, the woman I said ‘I do’ to, wants to cut me off?!! Pfft!
He pulls out a shirt and sweatpants and puts them on.
INT. FRONT DOOR – NIGHT
DARRYL swings the door open, but before he walks through the threshold he stops midway. He looks back, towards their bedroom. He ignores his second-thoughts and enters into the night.
INT. DARRYL’S SUV – NIGHT
DARRYL enters the SUV and retrieves his phone from the phone clip at his waist.
INSERT – swipes the missed call from JAI.
He drives in reverse out of the driveway. The SUV bluetooth picks up the outgoing call and the ringing line echoes in the speakers.