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The Finger Movie Script Part1

The script follows a disheveled protagonist navigating a deserted city and a monotonous office life, where he discovers a severed finger in his desk drawer. This unsettling find triggers a mix of fear and anxiety, leading to hallucinations and a growing sense of dread. The atmosphere is tense and surreal, highlighting the protagonist's detachment from reality.

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The Finger Movie Script Part1

The script follows a disheveled protagonist navigating a deserted city and a monotonous office life, where he discovers a severed finger in his desk drawer. This unsettling find triggers a mix of fear and anxiety, leading to hallucinations and a growing sense of dread. The atmosphere is tense and surreal, highlighting the protagonist's detachment from reality.

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The Finger - Movie Script

Scene 1: The City Awakens

FADE IN:

EXT. CITY STREETS - DAWN

A deserted urban landscape. Buildings loom tall, casting long shadows on the empty streets. The

sun rises slowly, painting the city in cold, grey tones. A faint hum of distant traffic is heard, but the

streets are eerily silent.

CUT TO:

EXT. ALLEYWAY - CONTINUOUS

The protagonist, a man in his late 30s, disheveled and tired, walks through the alleyway. His

footsteps echo in the quiet morning. He pauses, looking up at the sky, his face expressionless. He

continues walking, disappearing into the shadows.

CUT TO:

INT. PROTAGONIST'S APARTMENT - MORNING

A small, cluttered apartment. The room is dimly lit, with rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds.

The protagonist sits on the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the floor. A clock ticks loudly in the

background. He slowly gets up, mechanically going through his morning routine - brushing his teeth,

getting dressed, all with a sense of detachment.


FADE OUT.

Scene 2: Another Day at the Office

FADE IN:

INT. OFFICE - LATER THAT MORNING

Fluorescent lights flicker overhead. The protagonist enters the office, greeted by the monotonous

drone of typing and the low murmur of conversations. He walks to his desk, passing by co-workers

who give him polite but indifferent nods. The office is a sea of grey - grey walls, grey desks, grey

lives.

CUT TO:

INT. PROTAGONIST'S DESK - CONTINUOUS

The protagonist sits down at his desk, opening a drawer to retrieve some files. His hand freezes as

his eyes widen in shock. There, in the drawer, lies a severed finger. It is pristine, clean, and almost

lifelike. His breath quickens, and he quickly closes the drawer, looking around to see if anyone

noticed. No one did. They're all absorbed in their own dull routines.

CUT TO:

INT. OFFICE BATHROOM - MINUTES LATER

The protagonist splashes water on his face, gripping the sink tightly. He looks at himself in the
mirror, his reflection slightly distorted by his own anxiety. The reflection smirks, but he doesn't. He

blinks, and the smirk is gone. The water drips from his fingers, staining the sink red. He jerks back,

only to see it's just water. The tension builds.

FADE OUT.

Scene 3: The Unsettling Discovery

FADE IN:

INT. PROTAGONIST'S DESK - AFTERNOON

The protagonist stares at the drawer, a mix of fear and curiosity in his eyes. He slowly opens it

again. The finger is still there, unchanged. He quickly closes it again, panic setting in. He looks

around the office, but everyone is engrossed in their work, oblivious to his distress.

CUT TO:

INT. OFFICE KITCHEN - LATER

The protagonist is alone in the kitchen, making coffee. His hands are shaking. He hears faint

whispers, but when he turns around, no one is there. The whispers grow louder, almost taunting

him. He drops the coffee cup, and it shatters on the floor. The whispers stop abruptly. He stares at

the shattered cup, his breathing heavy.

FADE OUT.

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