Ext: OUTSIDE-ON A STRAIGHT ROAD-NIGHT
Establishing shot is used to reveal the front of a black car driving at a fairly constant speed at around the speed limit of 40-50 kph. The camera zooms into the car's front screen and a mid-shot is used to show a mysterious white driver in a tuxedo. However, the driver's face is not seen. Only from his torso to his mouth is shown.(To emphasise the mystery).
Ext: OUTSIDE- in front of a large house -night
(Mid-shot is used to reveal that Chelsea is on her phone leaving a VOICE MAIL on her friend's phone.
(Angrily) Where are you guys! The business party finished an hour ago and its freezing. She hangs up the phone. She sits on the wall and shivers annoyed and impatiently. One minute later.
She receives a text showing that they can't make it and the limousine drivers are on holiday. It also says she has to call a cab and and that they'll make it up to her the next time they see her.
(She whispers to herself) Looks like I'm going to have to do everything for myself again.
She closes off the message and searches through her contact list. She speed dials a cab. It rings for 5 seconds.
(The cab company is heard over the speaker phone) Hello. Richie's cab company speaking.
Hello can I have a a cab to colinas de dinero from 100 Brown's Road please?
Can I have your postcode please.
Okay. We will be there in approximately ten minutes.
A black car drives up in front of Chelsea. The window slowly winds down and one of Chelsea's family friends (Michael) is revealed. The camera from his mouth reveals the rest of his face.
(Acts assuring) Hey Chelsea! How are you? what you doing out here all by yourself? Where are your bodyguards and your limousine drivers?
(thinks to herself) (Inquisitive much?)
(Speaks aloud) I'm here alone. My parents couldn't make it today and the staff are needed else where. After all, I am smart enough to make sensible and rewarding business choices for my parents' stock company.(Gloats) I am also the life of the party because I'm the youngest. (chuckles)
Why weren't you at the party?
Oh! Me? I had to makes sure some things are ready and in place for my job tonight.
(Trying to change the subject) How are you going to get home?
I called a cab. They will be here any minute now.
Let me give you a lift home, it will be no problem. Think of it as a thank you present for your parents for making me be apart of their company and sharing the experience of being wealthy.
No thank you. The cab is almost here. I wouldn't want to waste their time. I couldn't possibly...
Michael rolls his eyes and interrupts her.
Don't be silly, cancel that cab of yours and I'll drop you 'off' free of charge. What do you say?
No seriously,I'm fine thank you.
I insist letting you waste money when you can have a free ride home. I won't bite. (He reassures her with a smile) I promise. You have my word.
Okay.It couldn't hurt to get a free ride once in a while from my parents' colleague.
Chelsea, just get in the car.
Okay. Okay. (Thinks to herself) I bet you are only looking for a raise by helping your boss' daughter
Chelsea gets into the back of Michael's car, there is an opaque glass divider between the front seats and the back seats. Michael slowly develops a smirk on his face without Chelsea's knowledge.
He closes the car doors with the child lock and Chelsea begins to feel suspiciously scared. He turns around and smiles at Chelsea with a reassuring smile.
Chelsea politely smiles. Michael starts the car and starts to make light conversation to kill the awkward tension/silence.
Okay.(She puts on her seatbelt)
Your parents talk about you a lot.
Would you like to listen to music?
Sure. what kind have you got?
Classical, soul, Spanish music, pop and the list goes on.
I think I will choose classical.
Okay.Strange choice for a young girl like you.
Well I have a unique choice of taste in music.
(He thinks to himself) yeah and it is called old woman syndrome.
Chelsea listens to the music while Michael drives with occupied thoughts.
It's just about five more houses down.
Thank you, I know.(he pauses for about 5 seconds)
Chelsea, do you trust me?
Well that is good enough for me.
Michael speeds up the car and drives past Chelsea's home.
Wait,wait! where are you going?
Michael presses a button which automatically winds up the opaque divider between the front and back seats.
Michael, you passed my house, where are you taking me?
Chelsea bangs on the glass while screaming.
LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?
Michael speaks through the speaker.
Chelsea I'm sorry to have to do this to you but if you and your parents cooperate correctly, you'll be free without any harm done to you or your friends.
You didn't think that your friends were too busy for you, did you? Why did you think that they couldn't pick you up?
Oh my Gosh! I can't believe that you kidnapped my friends as well you incompetent nincompoop! Please let me go.(She starts to cry) what did I ever do to you?
Oh it's not you, it's your parents...
scene change-parents... two things happening at the same time.