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9 private houses, Barcelona 2014.
Supported by none. A project in collaboration with Giuseppe Capotondi, Stefano Carnelli, Cristian Bettini, Thomas Zeller, Li Wan Li, L’Olla de Si Chuan. |
ANGIE’S RENTAL APARTMENT. INT/NIGHT.
The sound of the door bell reverberates in the sparselyfurnishedflat. The dinner table is setfor two, a candleflickers inside the ornate center-piece. Angie (in her late 30s, a good-looking brunette) exits the bathroom pulling her skirt down.
ANGIE
(in a high-pitched tone)
Coming, just a second.
Angie stops by the door and takes a deep, deliberatebreath,
checks her hair with a hand and opens the doorwith the
biggest smile.
ANGIE (CONT’D)
Ana…
Ana, possibly even prettier than Angie, enters the apartment
smiling, holding up a bottle of wine. They kiss on the cheek.
ANGIE (CONT’D)
(taking the bottle, looking
impressed)
A 2007 Vega del Castillo… Ana…You
didn’t have to. No need to impress me
tonight, we’re not at the office.
ANA
(giggling)
It’s just a bottle of wine… the guy
from the shop says it’s pretty good…
Shall we open it up?
ANGIE
You bet.
As they walk towards the kitchen, Ana takes in the
apartment: it’s very sparse, a table, a sofa, a carpet,
some pictures on the walls (the ones that come already in
the frame at IKEA)
ANA
It’s nice here… it has like a lofty
feeling…
Angie opens a kitchen drawer looking for a bottle-opener
but it seems she can’t find it. Opens another one,
nothing.
ANGIE
Ah, thanks, yes… that was the idea.
Besides, too much furniture, I don’t
know, it doesn’t let me breath… Bloody
hell, where the heck is the bottleopener?
ANA
When did you say you moved in?
ANGIE
(opening yet another drawer)
Do you know why cleaning ladies never put
things back to where they belong?
ANA
(giggling)
I wouldn’t know, never had one.
(a beat, getting serious)
You know those clients’ accounts I had to
check? There’s something that doesn’t
seem quite right…
Angie opens yet another drawer.
ANGIE
Really? Oh dear. Did you tell Marc?
ANA
Oh, no. I wanted to tell you first…
(now realizing that the
kitchen is perfectly clean)
Are we eating out?
ANGIE
(taking out a sharp knife
from a drawer)
This would do.
The sudden BUZZ of the door bell makes the two girls
start.
ANGIE’S RENTAL APARTMENT. INT/NIGHT. FRONT DOOR.
A chinese teenager is handing a white plastic bag over to
Angie, who gives him some money in return.
ANGIE
Keep the change, darling.
(closing the door and
triumphantly showing Ana the
bag)
Dinner-time!