In her comment on last week’s post Aymiee asked whether I have considered a graphical interface for Ginger and Fred. While I’m not sure what she meant by that, it reminded me of xtranormal.com — a site that makes animated movies from your script. I dug up a draft I’ve had sitting around for a couple years. Originally, most of the story took place through instant messages between the two characters so it was already heavy on dialogue. Here then, is an update of that story and the resulting movie:
Fred: Hi. Got time to talk?
Ginger: If it’s quick. I have to get home to the kids.
Fred: OK. Did you have a good day?
Ginger: Not really. Big fight this morning.
Fred: Sorry… Any progress on the divorce?
Ginger: No. He won’t discuss it. And you know I won’t leave my kids with him.
Fred: I know.
Ginger: I’m still sleeping in the guest room. We spend almost no time together.
Fred: You told me. It’s just…
Fred: I had a strange thought recently.
Ginger: You have a lot of strange thoughts. It’s one of the things I like about you… What?
Fred: A coworker wants to set me up on a blind date.
Ginger: Do you want to go?
Fred: No. Even if I weren’t involved with you, I hate blind dates.
Ginger: Waiting for the strange part…
Fred: Well, It occurred to me that I’m being faithful to another man’s wife.
Ginger: I told you I’m not sleeping with him. I’m being faithful to you too.
Fred: But you’re not leaving him.
Ginger: I can’t right now. I told you.
Fred: I know. What am I supposed to do? Talk to you only when no one’s home? See you only when he is out of town and your kids are with friends? And… what?
Ginger: You sound angry.
Fred: I feel stupid.
Ginger: You are the smartest person I know.
Fred: Smart people do stupid things all the time.
Ginger: And wanting to be with me is a stupid thing?
Fred: Now you’re getting angry.
Ginger: Frustrated. What do you want me to do?
Fred: I want us to be together. I just don’t see it happening. I can’t afford to support you. You don’t have a job to support yourself. It will be three more years before your kids might be out on their own….
Fred: I don’t know where I fit into your life.
Ginger: I guess you don’t. Fit, that is.
Fred: Go home to your family. I can’t do this any more….
[Note: Learn more about Fred and Ginger here. ~Tim]