2 Male Actors (M + M) 5 - 8 Minutes Psychological Thriller
The Last Passenger
Full Shooting Script in Industry Courier Monospace Format
FADE IN:
EXT. EMPTY ROADSIDE - NIGHT
Ek purani TAXI jalan ke kinare khadi hai. Rain baras rahi hai. Sodium streetlamp ki peeli roshni mein gaadi ka paint dull aur thaka hua lag raha hai.
INT. TAXI - CONTINUOUS
Dashboard ki sickly green glow. Meter ON hai.
ADITYA (40), faded shirt, night stubble, cap low over wary eyes, steering wheel ke peeche baitha hai. Phone cradle mein silent hai. Dashboard camera red blink kar raha hai.
Rear door khulta hai.
MIKHAIL (37), dark coat, polished shoes, gloves, ek small leather bag ke saath, andar baithta hai.
Aditya mirror mein use dekhta hai.
ADITYA
Kahan jaana hai?
MIKHAIL
Chalao.
Aditya usse dekhta hai.
ADITYA
Address bolo.
MIKHAIL
Abhi nahi.
Beat.
ADITYA
Meter khol diya hai. Mazak mat karo.
MIKHAIL
Mazak? Nahin, Aditya.
Main toh kaafi serious hoon.
Aditya ki nazar sharp hoti hai.
ADITYA
Kaise jaante ho mera naam?
MIKHAIL
Tumhara naam kaun bhool sakta hai?
Rain roof par tik-tik karti hai.
ADITYA
Main tumhe nahi jaanta.
MIKHAIL
Jaante ho.
Bas yaad nahi karna chahte.
Aditya ignition ko ek baar tap karta hai, jaise gaadi chala kar baat khatam kar dega.
ADITYA
Dekho, raat ka time hai.
Ya toh address do, ya utro.
Mikhail leather bag ko god mein rakhta hai.
MIKHAIL
Us raat bhi tumne aise hi bola tha.
Aditya freeze.
ADITYA
Kaunsi raat?
MIKHAIL
Jab meter chal raha tha.
Jab gaadi ke piche ek aadmi saans le raha tha.
Aditya ka jaw tight.
ADITYA
Bakwas band karo.
MIKHAIL
Usne bola tha—
“Ruko.”
Tumne nahi roka.
Aditya steering wheel ko pakad leta hai.
ADITYA
Tum kya chahte ho?
MIKHAIL
Sach.
ADITYA
Main kisi ko nahi jaanta.
MIKHAIL
Haan.
Tum usse bhi nahi jaante the.
Bas use marne diya tha.
Silence.
Wipers slow rhythm mein.
Aditya rearview mirror mein Mikhail ko dekhta hai.
ADITYA
Main police se bach raha tha.
Main...
Main darr gaya tha.
MIKHAIL
Darr?
Tumne uska haath pakda tha?
Ambulance bulayi thi?
Roke the?
Aditya ke paas jawab nahi.
ADITYA
Woh pehle se... khatam tha.
Mikhail aage jhukta hai.
MIKHAIL
Nahi.
Woh zinda tha.
Aur tumhare haath mein tha.
Mikhail leather bag kholta hai.
Andar ek old hospital file, ek death certificate, aur ek faded photograph.
Aditya ki saans ruk jaati hai.
Photo mein do bhai.
MIKHAIL
Mera bhai.
Aditya photo ko dekhkar hil jaata hai.
ADITYA
Tum...
MIKHAIL
Haan.
Main uska bhai hoon.
Beat.
ADITYA
Main—
MIKHAIL
Saal laga diye tumhe dhoondhne mein.
Paisa nahi chahiye tha.
Confession chahiye tha.
Aditya ki aankhon mein pani aur guilt mix ho jaate hain.
ADITYA
Main us raat galat tha.
Main darr gaya tha.
Main...
Main use wapas la sakta tha.
Mikhail phone nikaalta hai. Dashboard camera ki red light us par chamakti hai.
MIKHAIL
Phir bolo.
ADITYA
Main usse chhod aaya.
Main ne help nahi ki.
Main ne use marne diya.
Mikhail record stop nahi karta.
MIKHAIL
Bas.
Beat.
Aditya ki aankhon mein panic.
ADITYA
Ab police?
Mikhail photo bag mein wapas rakhta hai.
MIKHAIL
Nahi.
Aditya shocked.
ADITYA
Nahi?
MIKHAIL
Is taxi ko chalao.
Subah tak.
Jahan tumne usse chhoda tha...
wahin wapas.
Aditya use dekhta rehta hai.
ADITYA
Tum pagal ho.
MIKHAIL
Shayad.
Lekin aaj raat passenger main hoon.
Driver tum.
Mikhail key fob Aditya ki taraf phenkta hai.
Aditya use pakad leta hai.
Ek long beat.
Phir Aditya ignition turn karta hai.
ENGINE STARTS.
Taxi dheere chal padti hai.
INT. TAXI - MOVING - NIGHT
Rain window par streaks banati hai. Meter ab bhi chal raha hai.
Aditya mirror mein dekhta hai.
Mikhail chup baitha hai, seedha, still, jaise ride kabhi khatam nahi hogi.
Dashboard camera ki red light blink karti rehti hai.
FADE OUT.
THE END.
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