THE SHRINE

by John Hutchins

Short Film
Email: higgins69@hotmail.com

The Shrine. Desc: The script itself is quite easy to produce as all you really need is two people and a shrine! It covers the final stages of a man's journey seeking out the shrine for a main goal. To find his wife. Script content: This script covers some particular beliefs in Buhhdism and Hinduism that I find quite interesting. These things are: outer body experience which is 'Linga Sarria', the purpose of one's life and what they chose to do with it.

John hutchins.

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This script is quite simple as it involves nothing overly spectacular other than two people and a shrine! it covers religious beliefs from buhdism and hinduism, as these beliefs are quite interesting to me. i hope enjoy my short piece.

 

 

 

Fade in:

INT. himalayan temple - dusk.

ERIC REYNOFF (Late twenties, thick black hair, medium length stubble, seems to sleep well as he has a healthy aura about him.) Eric, writes in his journal as the descending sun glistens it's final rays of light through the window high above.

Eric (V.O.)

I am about to embark on the journey of a lifetime. A journey of destiny, to find someone whom I lost a long time ago. To where I am going, that is for you to find out, whomever you are, I cannot say exactly. It is a place in the future and in the past, a place where time is forever. On my last page I wish to say to you is that: take great caution seeking out this place for it can attract evil. An evil that will rise from the depths of the abyss and consume this world. But if you seek out the right hand then the left will guide you through safely. This is where the journey begins and ends. Farewell, Eric Reynoff, April fourteen, nineteen hundred and twenty.

Eric closes the journal. A priest suddenly enters Eric's room. It is SAR'IRA.

SAR'IRA
Are you ready to begin?

Eric stands and bows his head in reverence.

ERIC
I am ready.

InT. hall of the shrine.

Eric follows Sar'ira into the hall of the shrine. A large white stone statue of a woman kneeling under a dead tree lays at the back of the hall. Aligned opposite each other in neat rows are candles, creating a path towards the shrine.

Sar'ira stands at the foot of the shrine, turning around to face Eric. Sar'ira points to the ground.

SAR'IRA
Sit.

Eric walks up to the base of the shrine and sits. Sar'ira sits opposite of Eric.

ERIC
What happens now?

SAR'IRA
You seek refuge in the sanctuary of the kindred?

ERIC
I do.

SAR'IRA
Good. You are at a crossroad, down one road is the path of linga sarrira. Down the other path is your life as you left it when you began this journey. All that you will remember will be forgotten in the sands of time.

ERIC
I understand.

SAR'IRA
I will ask one more time. Are you sure you want to take the path of linga sarrira.

ERIC
I am.

SAR'IRA
Good. Before you go I must warn you of this, you are the first to embark on this journey before your life has ended. There may be - 'side effects.'

ERIC
Side effects. As in, 'having a runny nose' or the 'you will die' type of side effects.

SAR'IRA
You are about to shed your natural body and enter a higher state of being. While your conscience will depart, your body will remain. Such a thing can only be done with the utter most concentration or your spirit will linger in the void of nothing forever.

ERIC
So, don't think about anything else. Not a problem.

SAR'IRA
Hold out your hands.

Sar'ira extends his hands out to Eric, who places his hands, palm facing upwards, on top of Sar'ira's.

ERIC
What if evil finds this place?

SAR'IRA
Only those who have the knowledge of the ancient ones and understand it can enter this place. Now... close your eyes.

Minutes pass by. Nothing seems to be happening. Eric, finally speaks out.

ERIC
Nothing's happening?

SAR'IRA
Wait.

A minute passes. Eric's left arm begins to twitch.

ERIC
I feel something, no I see something. A tree, five of them actually. They're in the middle of a dessert, it's an oasis.

SAR'IRA
What else do you see?

ERIC
A woman? It's my wife, she's saying words to me. I can't hear them.

The shrine begins to glow a bright white light.

SAR'IRA
Be at peace my son.

Fade to Black.

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