FADE IN: 1
INT. LAUNDROMAT - NIGHT
1
The spin cycle of a washer twirls the wet clothes round and round. An ELDERLY WOMAN (65) sits in a chair next to the machine, reading a magazine. A cigarette dangles in her mouth. The front door opens with a CHIME. A young girl, MANDY POKE (20) enters the laundromat frustrated and tired. Her hair is loosely pulled back in a ponytail. She has a laundry bag under her arm full of dirty clothes. She makes her way to the back with the washers. She sets down the bag and opens one of the washers near the elderly woman. They make eye contact. ELDERLY WOMAN I always stay close to the machine. You never know what kind of freaks are running around. Mandy smiles politely as she starts to load the machine. She looks to the coin slot. MANDY Three dollars?! You’re kidding me. ELDERLY WOMAN You don’t need to tell me that. Mandy looks at the change in her pocket. ELDERLY WOMAN What do you got? MANDY Five. I won’t be able to dry them and I still need money for the bus. ELDERLY WOMAN Here. I can scrape together something. The elderly woman opens her purse and counts out some quarters. I can’t.
MANDY
The elderly woman hands her the quarters.