Room 404 & the riot
Suddenly the Patient is outside. He’s
shivering in his thin pyjamas. In front of him is a hill. In the side of
the hill there's a door. On the door there is a sign:
RESTRICTED
NO-ONE MAY ENTER
Underneath, a smaller sign:
UNLESS YOU HAVE THE KEY
The door is padlocked. He tries the key
in the padlock. It opens. He pushes the door slowly open. Inside, blackness.
He wanders through a room full of machinery
and arrives at another door. The sign says:
404
He goes through the door.
We're outside again. It's broad daylight.
The Patient is walking across the open prairie.
Off in the distance, there is a television
monitor.
The Patient walks closer. On the screen
is Hallie's face. Hallie blinks at him innocently.
Suddenly there's an axe in the Patient's
hand. He takes a swing and smashes the television.
Fucking loud music. He keeps right on
smashing.
After the television is thoroughly smashed,
the Patient stops to catch his breath. He glances down at his axe and notices
that blood is dripping from the blade.
He looks down at the ground. The television
is gone. In its place is the Nurse, lying in a pool of blood.
Alarms are going off.
The Patient is standing in the middle
of the stage, confused. The Cowboy is gone.
He rushes to the videophone and tries
dialling Hallie’s room.
Patient:
Hallie! Hallie!
The Nurse appears on the monitor.
Nurse:
I’m a little busy right now. The
system just crashed.
The alarms are getting louder. Red lights
are flashing.
Patient:
What’s going on?
Nurse:
Don’t worry. We’ll be resuming normal
operations any time now.
Patient:
I’m not worried about the system. Tell
me about room 404.
Nurse:
How do you know about room 404?
Patient:
I was there.
Nurse:
That’s impossible. No-one’s been there.
Patient:
I was just there. I looked behind the
curtain. It’s all just a show, isn’t it?
Nurse:
That’s not the word I’d use.
Patient:
None of it was ever real.
Nurse:
Every word was real.
Patient:
There is no Hallie, is there?
A pause.
Nurse:
Oh, you foolish boy...
The Nurse is distracted by someone offscreen.
Nurse:
Who...? Get back in your room...!
Something passes in front of the camera.
The Nurse screams.
The camera falls over. We see bare feet
running off down a corridor.
Part of the Nurse's face is visible
in closeup at the edge of the frame. She's unconscious on the floor. At
the end of the corridor, people are running back and forth.
A man walks down the corridor toward
the fallen camera. He's wearing bloodstained pyjamas. He’s dragging an
axe. He stops by the Nurse’s head.
The screen goes black.
Patient:
Nurse! Nurse!
The music is building.
The music gets really crazy loud. Everything’s
falling apart.
Suddenly it's quiet. Hallie’s face
appears on the monitor.
Patient:
Hallie! Where are you?
...but she’s unresponsive. Frozen.
Patient:
Hallie, something’s happening. We’ve got
to get out of here.
No response.
Patient:
What’s wrong?
The screen flickers and goes blank. He tries dialling
her number again.
There is an error message on the screen:
ERROR 404
FILE NOT FOUND
Silence. Then, gentle music.
Hallie appears onstage. She sings a
song:
Melt in the sun
Hallie:
I melt in the sun
I'm gone by break of day
Don't open your eyes
I might just melt away
Though I'd love to stay
Try to understand
I can't hide in the shade of your hand
I melt in the sun
But memories remain
Scrub down on your knees
You can't remove the stain
Tell, how could I sleep
Peaceful through the night
Waiting for the sun to take flight?
We'll fly to the moon
And watch the earth below
Dance tracks in the dust
As fine as falling snow
And we will dance until
Our fun begins to wane
And at sunrise I'll melt just like frost
on a pane
Yes, I'll melt like a dream in a dying
man's brain
But at nightfall we'll fly to the moon
once again
Close your eyes...
As she walks offstage, Hallie passes
the videophone and her own face appears there. The TV image echoes her
final words:
Hallie:
Close your eyes close your eyes close
your eyes close your eyes...
The songs ends. Hallie’s face freezes
on the videophone. The Patient gently touches the cold screen.
Not exactly here
Patient:
I must be dreaming here
It's not exactly clear
But I'm not worried cos
I'm not exactly here
It's like I'm waiting for
A happy ending or
An ending of some kind
But meanwhile I don't mind
No, I don't mind cos I'm with you
That's the story I'll be sticking to
I've watched the nighttime sky
I've watched the seasons die
I've seen the blinking lights
Of falling satellites
But I don't mind cos I'm with you
That's the story I'll be sticking to
I've been patient
I've been waiting
I'm still waiting for...
Waiting for...
What am I waiting for?
Perhaps I'll stick around
My ending won't be found
Perhaps the end is near
It's not exactly clear
But I'm not worried cos
I'm not exactly here
But I don't mind cos I'm with you
That's the story I'll be sticking to
Lights down. All we see is Hallie’s
face, frozen on the monitor.
The sound of breathing.
The end.