Day 5

INT. MID-DAY A CORPORATE CAFETERIA MODERN BUT YET DESATURATED
Matthew sits in his plush office that somehow still feels like a dark sweaty torture chamber.

MATTHEW

Blue, gray, and black! Blue, gray, and black! Those are the only colors people wear here. I feel like I’m working in a big, giant bruise. I wore a purple tie today, and it was the first time people looked up from their computers that they’re always glued to and actually noticed me. But it wasn’t with appre-ciation, you know? This office is strangely quiet, but there is this un-dercurrent of hostility I can’t define. What is up with this place?

INT.DRAB CORPORATE BUILDING WHERE GRAY IS THE ENTIRE PALETTE

Mr. Kane sits alone in his plush office that somehow still feels like a dark sweaty torture chamber a halo of darkness creeps in at the edges of the room.

MR. KANE
(on the phone)

We have to cut more names, Miss Barry. I’ll be sending you another spreadsheet later this afternoon. (pause) Don’t growl at me, you sour bitch. Wait for the spreadsheet. (hangs up rubs his hands together)Ahhhh…more bloodletting!