Sotiris was born in Athens in 1979. He studied Physics at Patras University and Film at Aristotle University of Thessaloniki with specialization in Screenwriting. He has written several short and full feature screenplays and has gained awards for his work at London Greek Film Festival, Scriptwriters Guild of Greece and Artfools International film Festival of Larissa.
He has participated at Talents Sarajevo Program of Sarajevo International Film Festival and Balkan Film Connection in Belgrade.
People are not always what they seem to be. Sometimes even witches have reasons for being witches.
Attached to the project: no partners attached to the project
Looking for: producer
Keywords: short, drama, kids
first draft of the script
When he can’t remember her face there are two choices either remember or suicide or even worse.. Awakening something darker…
Attached to the project: director
Looking for: producer
Keywords: drama, psychological, thriller
INT. MAIN FLOOR – LATER / AFTERNOON
George is lying on the couch; he is starting to feel better. Beside him, Catharine holds a wet piece of cloth.
Nothing, you fainted. Come on,
She gives him a Tylenol with some water.
(he gets upset)
What is that?
Just Tylenol. Why? What’s the problem?
I don’t want any.
Okay. If you don’t want to take it,
that’s fine. I am going to put it right
She leaves it on the side table beside him. George stands up and sits on the couch.
Don’t stand up yet.
I feel fine.
Sure, I have no doubts about it.
Why were you holding the door closed
I thought it was a thief. You scared
the heck out of me, you know that?
I am sorry.
So what are you doing here, anyways?
I am here for the sale. A buyer is
coming. And you? Why…
I am here to pick something up. I
needed some papers that I had left
here… you know…
(pointing to the torn statements on
Do you mean these?
No, that’s garbage. Other papers… And
my laptop. I needed it.
OK… So how are you anyway?
Fine, the same, pretty much.
Catherine is taking a good look at him.
I am fine now.
Sure. I didn’t say otherwise. Since you
are fine, okay.
While they are talking, George looks like he is searching around for something. He is looking for Christina. Catherine notices he is looking for something.
Are you looking for something?
(thinking about what to answer to
Uhm yes… My address book. I had it
here – the own with the contact info –
from work. I was looking for it but I
couldn’t find it.
If I see it anywhere, I’ll let you
George notices the revolver lying on the floor in the corner of the room – where he himself had thrown it.
He gets up discreetly.
I am going to keep looking for it now.
It has to be around here somewhere.
Catherine, holding her neck, gives him a fake smile.
George goes near the corner and opens a drawer pretending to look for his address book. He looks at Catherine’s fake smile and smiles back the same way.
When Catherine looks elsewhere, he bends over, picks up the revolver, and quickly hides inside the drawer.
It’s not here. Maybe it’s upstairs.
George is going towards the wooden stairs.
You must be hungry. Would you like
me to make something for you to eat?
Nah, I don’t need anything.
Are you sure? It’s not going to take
(he suddenly thinks of something)
All right then. I’d like some pasta
with lots of ketchup.
Are you kidding? No.
That’s what I want. Otherwise, why are
you asking me?
This is Christina’s favorite food.
That’s half of the planet’s favorite
food. What are you saying?
OK, I didn’t mean anything by it. You
are getting all worked up too fast.
George goes up the stairs.
(in a loud manner so that George
I’ll be back soon. I’ll just run to the
store to get the ingerdients.
George is not paying attention to her. He walks up the stairs looking for Christina.
Catherine is at the entrance looking at him in disbelief, and then leaves.
“Play it, Sam. Play ‘As Time Goes By’.”