SUPERIMPOSITION

1967 CORPORATE AMERICA, WHITE PLAINS, NEW YORK.

INT - OFFICE - DAY

Prostituting himself for his high paying job 31 year old KENT ADAMS looks at his life.   Two wonderful children and a marriage that leaves a lot to be desired.  Eight years of mistresses to keep his ego going and now in love with the bosses secretary. 

Kent, bewildered with the entire mess, walks into his 8 X 10 office with floor to ceiling beige steel walls.  There is not even a window.  It is 8:00 A.M. in his sterile cell as he shuts the steel door behind him and stares at the wall. 

He sits at his desk having his coffee staring at the closed steel door.  He looks around at the interior of his Spartan office and mutters aloud.

                             KENT

     Why?  Why am I here?  This is so unnatural.  No sunlight. It is such a nice day outside and I don't even have a window.  This seems like a prison with high pay. 

The only difference is I can go home every night when it is dark, yet I missed another day of sunshine in my life and I do all this only for money.  What is my real purpose?  What is the purpose of life? 

The bosses secretary comes by and knocks on the door, she is very, very beautiful and only 19.

                             CAROL

          Kent, how about a coffee? I'll buy.

                             KENT

          No thanks Carol.  I need to be alone today, I have

          a lot of thinking to do.         

                             CAROL

          Meet you for lunch then.

                             KENT

          Go with the girls today, I will be busy.  

Carol closes the door quietly and Kent is seen holding his head up with his elbows on the desk and hands on his chin in deep thought.  He eventually takes a small pad and scribbles on it:

              WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF LIFE?

It is now 4:30 PM.  Carol knocks on the door.

                             KENT

              Come in.

She sees lots of balls of crumpled paper all over the desk but notices a smile on Kent's face.

                             CAROL

              You had no lunch, I left you alone like you asked.       

                             KENT

              Help me clean this mess, and I will take you out for a drink.

                             CAROL

              You were so depressed this morning and you seem so happy now.                            What's going on?

                             KENT

              I wrote a logic statement or a poem, whatever you prefer to                           call it. It is only 4 lines, but it will change my life. 

I will read it to you over a cocktail and give you a copy to take home.        

They clean up the mess and leave together.  

INT - COCKTAIL LOUNGE - NIGHT. 

Sitting at a table in a cocktail lounge, Kent reads the poem to Carol.

                            KENT

              The poem is called "In one Word"

                           CAROL

              Like keep it simple, right?

                             KENT

              Right. It answers all my questions about life in                                   just a single word. Listen, here goes:

                             KENT

              "What is the purpose of Life?"

                  "Love"    

              "What is Success"?

                  "Happiness"

              "What is Happiness?"             

                  "Love"

              "What is Love?"

                 "Giving"

                             CAROL

              That is so beautiful.  No wonder you are so happy now.

                             KENT

              It took me all day and it will change my life from this day forward.                       

                            CAROL

              Like how?

                             KENT

              I need sunlight to be creative. I have to get out of this job.  The only   thing I like about this job is the money and you.

          Sunlight, Ernest Hemingway's Study in his home, Key West, Florida