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Baroque - Scene 7

INT. ART ACADEMY CLASSROOM

The room is dark. There are 15 students sitting in chairs, while Jason gives a portrait painting demonstration.

The painting is about 1/2 of the way done with a nice bright airy feel. Jason is continuing work on the painting, but making it darker and more macabre.

Over the course of the painting he manages to turn what looks like a very vibrant model into a dead sack of skin.

Jason is lost in his own world.

JASON
It is the essence of the thing that
we paint. It is not the case that
the realist should copy life, but
rather reveal it.

Jason continues painting as he talks. His strokes of the brush becoming more jagged and stirring. No caress with the brush, but rather a beating of paint into the canvas.

JASON
(pointing to the painting
and turning to the crowd)

This is what life is. Pain. People
only understand pain. Even today,
people would rather see stories on
the news about dying than about
living life. The more death I put
into the painting the more life it
gives others.

Jason turns back to his painting.

SALLY, a student, raises her hand, but Jason doesn’t see.

SALLY
Mr. Sutherland?
Jason stops painting, and comes to.

JASON
Yes?

SALLY
Our time is up.

Jason looks at the classroom clock.

JASON
Wow. Alright, I'll see you all
tomorrow.

Jason begins packing.

SALLY
You mean next week. Tomorrow is
Saturday.

JASON
Oh. Yeah. I'm sorry. I’ll see
you next week.

CHARLES, another student, walks over to Jason.

CHARLES
Jason, are you all right?

JASON
Yeah, I’m fine. Why?

CHARLES
It's just... you really seemed out
of it for a minute there.

JASON
What do you mean?

CHARLES
I mean it's like you were
daydreaming or something. It was
kinda weird.

JASON
What? What did I say?

CHARLES
Are you serious?

Jason is starting to get a little angry.

JASON
What the fuck did I say?

CHARLES
Nothing. Just forget it.

Charles leaves.

Jason continues packing his stuff and just as he is getting ready to walk out, Prof. Williams enters the doorway.

PROF. WILLIAMS
We need to talk. Now.

JASON
OK.

Jason follows Prof. Williams down the hall.

CUT TO:

INT. ART ACADEMY, PROFESSOR WILLIAMS OFFICE - DAY

Prof. Williams and Jason enter the office. Prof. Williams fills a glass of water from a pitcher and sets it in front of Jason, on the desk. He then moves to the other side of the
desk and sits.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Jason, we can’t have this. I
passed two of your students in the
hall, and they said you were acting
like you were on drugs. What’s
going on?

JASON
I’m sorry, Professor. I was
working on the painting last night
and didn’t ventilate.
I guess the fumes got to me. I
didn’t sleep for shit.

PROF. WILLIAMS
If you’re not feeling well then
call and let us find a replacement.
We can’t have you coming in and
embarrassing yourself and the
Academy.

JASON
(sharply)
I don’t think I was...

PROF. WILLIAMS
(interrupting and growing
stern)
I know you may not find your
students the most useful people in
the world, but they pay the tuition
that pays your salary. Teaching at
this school is not a right, it is a
privilege.

JASON
(calming)
I know. I'm sorry. It won’t
happen again.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Good.
(pausing)
Now. How’s the restoration coming?

JASON
I think I'm almost done. All I
have to do is take care of some
damage on the frame then relacquer
it.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Seriously Jason. How's it coming.

JASON
No, really. It's weird, but...
Last night I'm working on the
painting, trying to get through the
layer of grime on it when... I
guess I passed out or something
because I wake up the next morning
and most all the grime is gone.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Are you alright?

JASON
Yeah. Seriously. I just forgot to
ventilate.

PROF. WILLIAMS
You need to be more careful. This
isn't the first time.

JASON
Yeah, I know... But I'm gonna make
sure it's the last.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Jason, you do recognize that this
is a serious commission?

JASON
I know. Everything is alright.

PROF. WILLIAMS
So have you seen the painting?

JASON
Yeah. For about a minute after I
woke up this morning - it looks
like the painting is just of some
old room with a couple things in
it.

PROF. WILLIAMS
That's odd. I better come over
tonight and have a look at it.

JASON
I can't. I have my gallery show
tonight. How about later this
week?

PROF. WILLIAMS
Alright. Have you been taking
notes.

JASON
(sarcastically)
It's only been one day Professor.
Prof. Williams stands and begins gathering supplies for his
next class, then pauses to look at his watch.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Class starts in 10 minutes.

JASON
Shit. Hey Professor, do you know
anyone who might know about family
crests or stuff like that?

PROF. WILLIAMS
Why?

JASON
There was one on the back of the
painting that I want to have looked
at.

Prof. Williams goes back over to his desk, opens his rolodex, pulls out a business card, and hands it to Jason.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Here, he should be able to help.
He did my family tree for me.
Jason takes the card.

JASON
Thanks, professor.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Professionalism, Jason.

JASON
(as if ready to salute)
Yes, sir.

Jason leaves.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ART ACADEMY CLASSROOM

A figure painting class is going on with about 8 students in the room. It is dark with the exceptions of the students work lights and the spotlight for the model.

Jason is in a trance, painting. There is a slight trickle of blood running down his nose.

The professor touches Jason’s back.

Jason is startled out of his trance and turns to face the professor.

PROF. WILLIAMS
(whispering)
Jason. Your nose is bleeding.

Jason goes to wipe away the blood.

JASON
Oh, shit.

He gets a paper towel from his bag and holds it against his nose.

PROF. WILLIAMS
(now more concerned than
ever)
Are you alright?

JASON
Yeah I’m alright. Sorry about
that.

The professor takes notice of Jason’s painting.

PROF. WILLIAMS
This is really a change Jason. Are
you sure you're alright?

JASON
Yeah.

PROF. WILLIAMS
So I guess you see something dead
up there?

JASON
No, I don't. I'm just trying to
see things in a new way.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Well be careful what paths you
choose to take.

JASON
I’m just in the start of it.
(sort of smiling)
I’m gonna liven her up.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Alright. I’ll come back.

Jason continues with the painting as Professor Williams moves on to the next student for a critique.

As Jason touches the painting to the canvas the paint begins to move on it's own. Jason, shocked at the movement steps back from his painting, shaking his head and rubbing his eyes. Jason moves slowly towards the painting and touches his brush to it. Once again the paint comes to life. 

Jason walks over to the professor, interrupting his critique of another student's painting.

JASON
(whispering)
Professor. I'm gonna get out of
here. I really don't feel well.

PROF. WILLIAMS
Alright, Jason. Take care of that
nose while you're at it - it's
bleeding again.

JASON
I will. Thanks, professor.

Jason packs up his stuff and leaves.

FADE OUT.