Marcella

                                    An October Weekend


Ext. Front of brown shingled house.

Muzzy is weeding under a barberry hedge in front of the house. Windchimes
begin to ring from the two level front porch. A woman and girl walk up to the
young man in his late thirties. He is on his hand and knees; tossing weeds
onto the brick walk. He is unaware of the approaching woman and girl.

                                    MARCELLA
                                   
                                    Muzzy!

He sits up on his knees and looks up at the woman. In an instant of
recognition; he springs to his feet and enbraces Marcella. She laughs.

                                    MUZZY

                          Did you move to the West Coast?
                          I can't remember when I saw you... last.

                                    MARCELLA

                        It's been twenty years. I got
                        married.. We live over in Brighton.
                        I was just visiting my Mom... and
                        whoever..

                                  MUZZY

                        Your mom's a hot ticket! Who's this
                        little person?

                                  MARCELLA

                        This is my daughter, Kezia.

                                  KEZIA

                        It's a nut tree in the Bible.
                        (Giggles)

                                MARCELLA

                        I'm so sorry to hear about your mom's passing.
                        You were so devoted to her.

                                MUZZY

                        I had a dream about my folks. They were walking
                        through a vibrant garden in their very best clothes
                        and they were young and happy...

                              MARCELLA

                      That is soooo sweet(sob).... You should get
                      married... Your perfect!

Muzzy stretches his back and stares at the bags of cedar chips to be put under
the hedge.

                            MUZZY

                      I'm working on the family tree! Ha!

Muzzy hugs Marcella and waves to Kezia as she and her mom walk back up the street.... ..


:)