Twilight: Movie Script
Opening : Preface
In mirrored room, Bella is bleeding from a scalp wound. She is staring into the eyes of James, who has a pleasant look on his face. A small tear forms .
Bella: I'd never given much thought to how I would die-though I'd had reason enough in the last few months-but even if I had, I would not have imajined it like this. Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone you loved. Noble, even, That ought to count for something. I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, as terrified as I was, I couldnt bring myself to regret that decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
James walks forward to kill her. End of opening
Scene 1: Airport
Bella and Renee in car, driving to the airport. Bella stares out the window while her mother is ranting
Renee: Are you sure you have everything?
Bella: Yes
Renee: Your toothbrush? Your personal things? Your clothes? Extra money to get a plane home, in case something goes wrong. Your clothes? Bella you don't have to do this. She begs
Bella: Yes, I have everything. Turns away from window Mom, dont worry so much, I'll be fine. I like Forks. Lies
Renee: Pulls in front of airport I know Bella, I just want you to be safe. I have to worry.
Bella: I know Mom. Gets out of car and goes around to the trunk. Grabs her bags. Renee follows behind, they walk in to airport and checks her bag. Walks to gate entrance and her flight is called.
Renee: Bella honey you really dont have to do this.
Bella: Looks at her mother How could I leave my loving, erratic, hare-brained mother to fend for herself. Of course she had Phil now, so she was take care of, but still... I want to go Lies
Renee : Hugs her Well tell Charlie I said hi.
Bella: I will
Renee : I'll see you soon. You can come home whenever you want-I'll come right back as soon as you need me.
Bella: Dont worry about me. It'll be great. I love you, Mom. Turns and walks to plane and boards the plane. Sits by window and stares at other passengers.
Passenger: Sits beside her and smiles Nice day, huh?
Bella: Turns her head and nods Yes Her voice quaky I was nervous already. Charlie and I were never very talkative with one another. I detested Forks, the almost constant cloud cover, it rained more in this inconsequential town than other place in the United States of America. It was from this town that mom escaped with me when I was a few months old. I had spent a month every summer in this town until I was fourteen. That was the year I finally put my foot down; these past three summers, my dad, Charlie, vacationed with me in California for two weeks instead. Charlie had been fairly nice about the whole thing, but that didn't stop me from worrying about the hour drive home, it was sure to be ackward. He seemed genuinely pleased that I was coming to live with him for any degree of permanence. He'd already gotten me registered for high school and he was going to help me get a car. Lands in Port Angeles, raining. Collects her bags and walks outside. Charlie waits beside a police crusier. Bella stumbles and Charlie catches her in an ackward hug.
Charlie: Smiles Its good to see you Bells. Youe haven't changed much. How's Renee?
Bella: Mom's fine. Its good to see you too, Dad.
Charlie takes her bags and puts them in the truck. They get in the cruiser and Charlie starts to drive
Charlie: So I found a really good car for you, really cheap.
Bella: What kind of car? suspiciously
Charlie: Well, it's a truck actually, a Chevy.
Bella: Where did you find it?
Charlie: Do you remember Billy Black down at La Push, the reservation?
Bella: No
Charlie: He used to go fishing with us during the summer
Bella: Mumbles That would explain it. I do a good job of blocking painful, unneccesary things from my memory.
Charlie: He's in a wheelchair now, so he cant drive anymore, and he offered to sell me his truck cheap.
Bella: What year is it?
Charlie: grimaces Well, Billy's done a lot of work on the engine-it's a few years old really.
Bella :When did he buy it?
Charlie: He bought in 1984, I think.
Bella: Did he buy it new?
Charlie: Well, no. I think it was new in the early sixties-or late fifties at the earliest.
Bella: Ch-Dad, I dont know anything about cars. I wouldn't be able to fix it if anything went wrong and I couldnt afford a mechanic...
Charlie: Really, Bella the thing runs great. The don't build them like that anymore.
Bella: The thing. It had possibilities as a nickname. Sighs How cheap is cheap?
Charlie: Well, honey, I kind of already bought it for you. As a homecoming gift. Looks sideways at her
Bella: You didnt need to do that. I was going to buy myself a car.
Charlie: I dont mind. I want you to be happy here. Looks ahead at road, uncomfortable.
Bella: Stares straight ahead Thats really nice, Dad. Thanks, I really appreciate it.
Charlie: Mumbles, embarassed Well, now, you're welcome.
Pull up in driveway to a two-bedroom house. Sees the car, faded red color, big rounded fender and bulbous cab
Bella: Wow, Dad I love it! Thanks!
Charlie: Pulls bags from trunk Im glad you like it.
Carries her things upstair to her room and sits on the bed. Sits on the bed and looks out the window at the rain. A tear slips down her cheek and she hastily wipes it away
Bella: Crying can wait. Whispers to self. Unpacks one of her bags into a dresser. Grabs her bag of bathroom necessities and goes to the bathroom. Stares at herself in mirror, pinching softly at her pale skin. Why do I always look so unhealthy, they're going to think I am a freak. Not to mention, I never seem to be in tune with anyone else. Sighs Maybe there is a glitch in my brain. Turns on the shower and takes a shower...NO NUDITY OR LEWD THOUGHTS YOU PERVERTS...Puts on pajamas and brushed out hair. Takes her bag and goes back to her room. Goodnight Charlie Calls and slips into bed. Tears pour down her face and she buries her head in her pillow, crying herself to sleep.