Indie Film Script

Indie Film Script


Title: "The Last Train"

Written By: [Your Name]


Genre: Drama

Duration: 12 minutes

Format: 16:9 HD


Summary:

In a desolate, abandoned train station, two strangers meet under poignant circumstances. James, a man grappling with lost dreams, and a grieving woman seeking closure for her late daughter’s final journey, find solace in the unexpected arrival of a forgotten train.

Through their shared experience, they confront their pasts and find comfort in each other’s company, discovering that sometimes, the journey itself holds more meaning than the destination.


Production Details:

Role

Name

Produced by

[Your Company Name]

Producer

[Your Name]

Director

James Parker

Writer

[Your Name]

Director of Photography

Daniel Roberts


FADE IN:

EXT. ABANDONED TRAIN STATION - DUSK

A deserted train station bathed in the orange hues of the setting sun. Rusting tracks and overgrown weeds add to the desolate feel. An old, graffiti-covered bench sits on the platform.

SFX: The distant hum of a passing car.

CAMERA: Slowly pans to reveal a lone figure, JAMES (30s), wearing a worn-out coat and carrying a duffel bag. He’s sitting on the bench, looking at his watch and checking the train schedule board, which shows no signs of life.


INT. JAMES' MIND - FLASHBACK

In a sepia-toned flashback, we see James in his youthful prime. He’s laughing and carefree, dancing with EMILY (late 20s), a woman with bright eyes and a warm smile.

JAMES (V.O.): (voiceover, nostalgic) I used to think life was just a series of moments. And I thought we'd have forever to collect them.


BACK TO PRESENT

EXT. ABANDONED TRAIN STATION - DUSK

James snaps back to reality as he notices a WOMAN (late 50s) approaching. She’s dressed in simple clothes, and her eyes are tired yet kind.

WOMAN: Is this where the last train stops?

JAMES: (looking up, surprised) There hasn’t been a train here in years.

WOMAN: (sighs, sits down next to James) I was hoping to catch it one last time. It was supposed to be my daughter’s final ride home.

James looks at her with a mix of curiosity and empathy.

JAMES: I’m sorry.

WOMAN: (softly) It’s been a long journey. I’m trying to find closure. I used to bring her here. She loved trains.

James nods, understanding.


EXT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT

The sun has fully set. The station is illuminated by the pale light of a single, flickering bulb. James and the Woman sit in silence.

WOMAN: (tearfully) You know, Emily used to talk about the future like it was a promise. She’d make plans and dreams for every day.

JAMES: (emotional) I know that feeling. We had so many dreams. But dreams don’t always come true.


EXT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT

A distant rumble of a train can be heard. Both James and the Woman look up with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

SFX: The screeching sound of a train approaching.

The old station's lights flicker brighter as the train’s headlights pierce the darkness.


EXT. TRAIN STATION - PLATFORM

The train screeches to a halt, and the doors slowly open. James and the Woman stand, their faces illuminated by the train’s lights. A CONDUCTOR (40s) steps out, looking puzzled.

CONDUCTOR: (looking around) Last stop. What are you folks doing here?

WOMAN: (tearfully) I wanted to see the last train. One final farewell.

CONDUCTOR: (softens) I see. This train’s been out of commission for years, but it seems you two needed it tonight.

James and the Woman exchange a knowing glance.


INT. TRAIN - NIGHT

James and the Woman board the train. Inside, it’s surprisingly well-preserved, with dusty but comfortable seats. They sit in a quiet, empty compartment.

WOMAN: (looking around) It’s just like it used to be.

JAMES: (smiling faintly) Maybe sometimes, things come back when we need them most.


EXT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT

The train slowly pulls away from the station. The Woman and James look out the window as the station becomes a distant, dim silhouette.

WOMAN: (sighing contentedly) Thank you for joining me tonight. I think I finally found what I needed.

JAMES: (looking out the window, thoughtful) I think we both did.

The train continues into the night, its lights disappearing into the darkness.

FADE OUT.


TEXT ON SCREEN:

“Sometimes, the journey is more about the company than the destination.”


CREDITS ROLL

Music: Soft, melancholic piano piece plays over the credits.


THE END

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