Title Theme: District Sleeps Alone Tonight by The Postal Service
"A Week of Rain"
Season 3 opens with Thor, Margie and occasional guest star Joel in the all-too familiar Cable Car interiors. Low light. Huge Smirnoff Vodka bottle cap sign hanging from the ceiling. Indistinct hip-hop beat in the background. Everyone's smiling. Jaime and Waya walk in, and everyone orders drinks. There is quiet determination to get drunk.
After a few bottles, Joel gets up to leave, kisses and hugs all around. Now, everyone is dancing hip-hop. Quick cut-to-cuts of laughing, drunken happiness. Thor gets a text message from AR and he smiles. Margie texts A. After a few minutes, Margie's phone beeps. A has responded. Tight close-up. Margie is smiling. But a little sad.
More dancing. Margie receives another message. This time she looks pissed, ready to throw her phone like, uh, it were a soggy onion ring. Zoom to her phone's screen: My rain.
No. Not again.
Margie brings Thor home (as usual). It's raining. They reach the Burger Machine near Thor's, or rather, Thor's dogs apartment. Hugs. Tight. "Will you have lunch with me tomorrow?" Thor asks. Margie smiles, "Yes, so I can watch you play with your food while you groan and swear to yourself never to drink again."
Slow dissolves of Thor in bed, looking at his phone, erasing AR's number. And Margie, driving home, watching the rain, the puddles. REM's version of the U2 song "One" plays in the background.
Weekend. Thor is sits quietly beside W on the drive to Nueva Ecija. But they are holding hands. Thor plays a tape, Alanis Morissette's So Called Chaos album. He turns the volume low. W smiles at Thor, and he turns the volume up. "Okay ba? Better?" Thor smiles.
Meanwhile, Margie meets up with Luis, Kristine and Conch. After a few quiet moments, Margie smiles, really smiles at Kristine. "It guts my wrench!" Everone laughs. It is Conch's birthday. Camera slowly pulls away until the drinking and the laughter is seen through the bar's window. Then everything gets drowned out by the sound of rain.
Dissolve to black.
Next week: Thor promises to simplify his life. Margie proofreads til morning.
1 comment:
"Slow dissolves of Thor in bed, looking at his phone, erasing AR's number. And Margie, driving home, watching the rain, the puddles. REM's version of the U2 song "One" plays in the background."
*sigh*
I can relate.
But that's another story for another day.
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