Movie for My Love

(Chicago. Red Line. Trains moving on the tracks. Different views of the train; interior and exterior. Song plays)

Geraldine: (narrates over shots of train) Whenever the trains run parallel I always look at the passengers in the train next to mine. We’re moving at great speeds in tons of metal and machinery and just a couple sets of doors with rubber seals separate us from each other. Is my one and only truly true lovely perfect love riding on the Brown Line next to me? Riding fast but looking smooth and peaceful. Sometimes a little ahead; other times, behind. Is he there? Just on the other side of a couple sets of doors with rubber seals separating us?

(Flash to different men on the train. Douche businessmen, young thugs, and finally a fat old creepy man staring and drooling with stains all over)

Geraldine: Well, maybe he’s in the front car.

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( In a grocery store. Geraldine is looking at a shopping list and a recipe for raspberry pie. The recipe is from her great grandmother’s neighbor at her cabin home. Noni Cappechi. It’s written in fine neat old lady cursive. The shopping list in Geraldine’s other hand is in sloppy chicken scratch that only the one who wrote it would be able to read fluidly. Geraldine’s glasses keep slipping and she’s wearing a big checky coat that was Pop Pop Cappechi’s. The music is beautiful and vibrant and clear and Geraldine is not hiding singing and dancing along through the aisles. She wanders into her imagination…)

Scene Apricot: hopscotch (hopscotch is when the scene jumps to another one)

Flash to quick images of wild horses and then to the parking signs that say “15 Minute Standing Zone With Lights Flashing.” One by one people stand in between the two signs and turn on flashing lights that they have in purses in their pockets, etc. They just stand in between the signs literally flashing lights. Back to….

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Abeline: Geri!

(Abeline is a very wealthy black lesbian. Geraldine and Abeline met in college. They weren’t in school together. Abeline saw Geraldine in a play and they’ve been friends since. Abeline is very focused and warm.)

Geraldine: Say, have you ever baked a raspberry pie?

Abeline: The good recipes are the old ones. The best raspberry pie I ever made was a recipe from Oregon that my great great grandfather won in a poker game. It was so amazing, that when he at it, every last crumb, mind you, he vowed to marry whomever could bake like that…

(cuts to frontier Oregon. Ned Foster, Abeline’s great great grandfather eats the pie and searches high and low for the baker of the pie. The baker is terribly hard to track down. Word spreads. People whisper and all have theories: it’s a witch in a cave that sells pies for children’s dreams, or a blind deaf old woman that bakes purely by touching and smelling and weighing she’s never used a recipe and her pastries send the eaters into temporary ecstacy some have reported visions of orgasms yet to be and appearances of new everyday objects like a favorite coffee mugs are regular, or that they are made in a factory. None could be further from the truth. Ned finally tracks her down. Patty is young and beautiful and has been captured by pirates. She is locked away in a kitchen all day with her loyal dog. She toils over hot stove and oven cooking amazing meals for the pirates. Every type of food. The pirates are spoiled and fat and demand different meals or meals exactly like other meals they have had in the past. All of it is cooked to perfection. They aren’t planning on ever giving up that prize. Ned has to plan her freedom. After he frees Patty she tells her remarkable secret. It was her dog who was the real cook. So he married her dog and took Patty as a live in lover. They lived happily their whole lives. They were people of their word.)

Geraldine: I need sugar powdered and juice of lemon.

Scene: Bus