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Miranda and Toozie find a way to enjoy each other's company and even get a little food on Thanksgiving night.

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INT. MIRANDA’S DORM ROOM – NIGHT


Miranda sits on her bed, Toozie sits at the desk.


TOOZIE


Thanksgiving sorta sucks when you have to stay at college.


MIRANDA


Everyone goes home and the dining halls close, as does everything else.


TOOZIE


And I was hungry and lonely and thought you might be as well, so I came by and brought what food I could.


Toozie reaches into her sweatshirt pocket and pulls out two sardine cans, which she hands to Miranda to inspect.


MIRANDA


What is this, Toozie?


TOOZIE


Fish of some kind, beyond that I don’t know.


MIRANDA


What language is this label printed in?


TOOZIE


I’m afraid I don’t know that either.


Miranda LAUGHS.


MIRANDA


Well, it’s protein anyway. Look…


Miranda takes down a can of some kind and a hot pot from a shelf.


MIRANDA


I have one can of soup, and I have some crackers which I hope aren’t too stale, and we can pool our resources and have our own little thanksgiving dinner.


TOOZIE


Sounds good to me.


MIRANDA


I’ll fetch what’s necessary.


The women speak as the action goes on: Miranda fetches two bowels and spoons and a box of crackers. She plugs in the hot pot, pops the lid off the can of soup, and pour it in to heat.


TOOZIE


So why didn’t you go home like everyone else?


MIRANDA


Scholarship student. My financial aid only pays for two trips home a year, and I’d rather go home at Christmas. You?


TOOZIE


Well, I…


(contemplates for a moment)


I don’t have parents to go home to. They died in a car accident when I was twelve.


Miranda stops her preparations, shocked, genuinely sympathetic.


MIRANDA


Oh, Toozie, I didn’t know! I’m so sorry…


TOOZIE


It was hard, but for me it’s just something I’ve grown to accept. And I suppose at least now the loss of my parents is over. It’s not something I ever have to spend time dreading.


MIRANDA


Still, that’s terrible.


TOOZIE


I get to spend my Thanksgiving with you.


Miranda looks deeply moved, and almost as if she is about to cry.


TOOZIE


After Mama and Baba died I was brought up by an aunt and uncle who I don’t think liked me very much. Enough was left from my parents’ estate to pay for my schooling, so aunt and uncle packed me off to boarding school and I didn’t see very much of them.


MIRANDA


That’s really sad.


TOOZIE


The point is, I guess, that I don’t really feel like going “home.” I have plenty of studying to do.


Toozie pulls a lid off one of the cans of fish, sniffs it.


TOOZIE


It is…fish?


(looks up at Miranda)


Do you want to know something, Miranda?


MIRANDA


Yes, sure.


TOOZIE


This might be a very meager and humble meal, had by us in this big empty lonely dorm on a dark November night and yet…this is the first Thanksgiving in a long time when I’ve actually felt thankful for something.


MIRANDA


Oh, Toozie.


Miranda gives Toozie a big hug.


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5 thoughts on “Auto-Icon Storyboard 026

    • When I was in college, I think at least one room in every dorm had a copy of that print 😉

  1. “Miranda fetches two bowels…”
    Man, that’s messed up. I hope they aren’t human. 😉

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