CUT TO:
INT. THE RESTAURANT – DAY
Lydia and Marilyn sit over lunch in
a continental restaurant. They talk over
dinner.
LYDIA
So what
made you paint them?
MARILYN
(Putting
down her fork) ah! That. They called to me from far, far away those
blue morphos did. I wondered about them
why the odd coloration the patterns of the bulls eye the whole paper thin wings
flying like something familiar.
LYDIA
What was
it?
MARILYN
Parachutes!
LYDIA
Parachutes?!
MARILYN
Yes Lydia
parachutes. If you look at a parachute
it is built has sections just like blue morpho the plain ones without heavy
black edge on the wings they are mimicking the parachute.
LYDIA
Why in
god’s name would they do such a thing?
MARILYN
Once a man
landed in a field in the tropical rain forest.
He came down in a parachute and landed heavy his boots crushing
caterpillars. Dead. They were flattened. Squished.
LYDIA
(Giggling)
yeah they must have been.
MARILYN
So any way,
it’s a magnetic survival imprint to wear the cause of death I suspect.
LYDIA
Brilliant!
MARILYN
Yeah you
see they see blue sky and a man crushing them landing from some odd chute that
gently falls around them as they die. They spin wings that look like it the
chute.
LYDIA
Yeah I see
what you mean.
MARILYN
You know
what else I found?
She pushes
her plate away having finished dinner.
LYDIA
What?
MARILYN
Well if you
look at the wings of a blue morpho underneath the brilliant blue there’s these
odd bulls eye’s. If you take a magnifying glass you will find something
shocking.
LYDIA
What?!
MARILYN
Now if you
don’t believe me because it is to incredible be a friend and look yourself
later.
LYDIA
You mean
instead of being the asshole who argue like you’re some sort of flake right?
MARILYN
Ha, ha yeah
something like that.
LYDIA
Of course
I’ll look. So what is it?
MARILYN
Lady it’s a
silver bullet shard with red blood spray in that bulls eye in a pattern of hawk
downed.
LYDIA
My god!
MARILYN
Yeah so not
only do we have the parachute crushing bugs they get a light review of dead
falcons hitting the ground shot down.
Heavy stuff. The official big
bird downed now to a butterfly that is very heavy stuff.
LYDIA
No
kidding. I have to look now I’m totally
obsessed to see it.
MARILYN
So they got
downed and witnessed other birds downed, men falling from the sky I mean
everything’s coming out of the sky, falling, crushing these caterpillars;
the sky’s dangerous! It’s falling!
LYDIA
Hilarious,
yet remarkable isn’t it?
MARILYN
Now it
flies glides brilliant sky blue approaching dawn some of them with all those
warrior markings of metamorphosis for metamorphosis is about warriors who
didn’t sit around postulating in an ivory tower safe from a cock roach
offending them. They lived. They are the true alchemists in the making
and part of the what I call the blue butterfly effect on this planet. They make things happen from not violence but
tenacity.
LYDIA
Yes. What do they war?
MARILYN
The blind
making decisions for them.
LYDIA
Brilliant!
MARILYN
You see
(pointing at her eye) in our inner camera we do our best to capture it all but
something watching the rest of the spirit world recording down here, even in
the tiny butterfly, takes an actual picture of life occurring, the magnetic
drive to solve the puzzle of a death or shock. So if we miss one millimeter of
a picture our brains take these little creatures are there to show us the story
in a far away jungle.
LYDIA
(Lydia
begins to cry in her hands) Ah god!
MARILYN
Yeah it’s
been us too I know. Shot down so many times hanging on then we’re well and up
again. And if you know what you are, you see the cells knitting, the vitality
coming back like a miracle. Then we look around and have recorded incident upon
incident and are like the blue morpho having lived it. So we’re not the same
ever again. (Taking her time deeply mesmerized with the visual she’s
describing) if your hand fell by a tree as you passed out and leaves were all
around you when you wake up and come to you grab a hold of a leaf on the tree
and memorize it, the miracle that you are alive and can see it, hold it again.
LYDIA
Yeah that’s
what it is.
MARILYN
So we have
tremendous value not worthlessness because we recorded all life around us and
lived like we came here from way out there where we began as all that is as
stars as all of it turning to be sentient life recording. We are the god
recording mechanism in biological form; gods from way out there.
LYDIA
So where
are we going?
MARILYN
Lydia I cannot
stress this enough. You must cherish
your value above all else, to know the answer. Then it will arrive.
LYDIA
Alright.
MARILYN
The
paintings are safe. My daughter has them
in her apartment.
LYDIA
How many
are there?
MARILYN
So far ten.
LYDIA
So why all
the mystery?
MARILYN
Well when
the fighting raged on in the skies over ideology again I sat and did not
realize I had bled out three liters of blood as compressed ether leaving my
body. My brain was freeze dried. I
completed a stunning morpho painting takes 8 to 10 hours to do one.
LYDIA
Ten
hours. Jeez.
Yeah. Any
way it shone in the light like the academy awards stage or something. Magical.
I had bled out from ET attacks on me so I stood up shaky and cold and
looked around. I went upstairs into the
sunlight began firing brightly again my brain and nerves and came to. So they were all painted under huge adversity
of horror on me and each one is like the sequence of cells dividing to live, to
revive myself from attacks and they are complete. So it’s me, it’s us who lived,
who who awakened and fought, to stay alive every day, during the wars in the
skies.
LYDIA
(Lydia
wipes a tear) so who’s buying?
MARILYN
Who’s buying? Interesting question. It will be those who found nothing else as
important as their own realization of ultimate worth. And not someone else’s
approval, only their own. Who’s
buying? Interesting question. It will be those who found
nothing else as important as their own realization of ultimate worth. And not
someone else’s approval, only their own.
LYDIA
Well
you said it them it is very profound what you said actually. I mean makes everyone who isn’t that seem
like a total bug crawling away.
MARILYN
Yes
I suppose. I mean I don’t mean to sound
like I’m dishing everyone in general however I’m at this point, where I’m really
ready for people with integrity to swarm in to my life in vast masses.
LYDIA
(Sipping
her coffee) masses? Really?
MARILYN
Yeah
really. Oh I have to go. I have an appointment.
LYDIA
Alright. Well good to see you.
MARILYN
Yeah
you too.
She
gets up grabs her coat and leaves the café.