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"Different Worlds Together "

Written by Anthony Ingoglia
Craig Rosenthal

My writings of science fiction and fantasy are derived from a strong interest in science fact. I have studied science fact for the greater part of my life and have found that no science fiction can possibly match the beautiful and bizarre realities that science fact reflects. I envision the vastness of the unending Universe as well as the smallest world of quarks, leptons and the uncertainties of reality. I understand the real probabilities of other dimensions and universes as well as the possibilities of other worlds coexisting with us in the very space we walk. These, along with a curiosity of the spiritual and psychological are the wells from which I dip my pen when I write fiction and fantasy. They are an unending source of material from which I expand my visions.

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A man and woman slowly becom engulfed in a dream reality that is real only to them.


Different Worlds Together is a fantasy love story in which Tom and Kelly, the two main characters, each digress from reality into a fantasy world where they meet and fall in love. Reality crosses fantasy as they carry on their lives in reality through unsuccessful therapy sessions and hospitalization until they ultimately find their way together in their forever fantasy world. Throughout the story secondary characters add to the challenge in which the viewers find themselves questioning which the real reality is.


The DIFFERENT WORLDS TOGETHER screenplay, copyright, and story idea below is owned by Anthony Ingoglia. No copying of any of the below pages is allowed, unless approved by owner.



TOM sitting at desk thinking. TOM is very good looking, average height and weight with wavy black hair and piercing blue eyes.


He picks up pen and writes.


"Kelly looks back at the silhouettes outside

and wonders about her doctor's references

to reality. Just a few moments ago there

were beautiful brightly colored trees. She

wonders to herself if those shadowy shapes

had become any less real. Maybe everything

is nothing more than a dream anyway."




A nicely decorated room with expensive wood trim.

Full profile view showing KELLY's silhouette against window. She is seated with head resting on her crossed forearms. She is two months shy of eighteen, above average height, slim, plain but Pretty with medium length ponytail.

Kelly gazes into a large glass snow globe filled with what looks like swirling snow.


Inside that globe's snowstorm Kelly could feel the strong wind as she and someone she hadn't yet met sat together on a green wood bench. He held her close. She felt wonderful; she could see her smiling face framed by the white swirling snow.

You can go in now Kelly.

Kelly's concentration is broken as she looks at secretary, smiles and gets up.



Large expensively decorated room. DOCTOR LEE (middle aged), short, stocky, rimmed glasses, sitting behind desk. DOCTOR JOHN (Young doctor), slim, long hair and beard, sitting opposite him.

Doctor Lee looking through folder.

             DOCTOR LEE
This is the young lady I
told you about. The one
that's becoming engulfed
in her own fantasy world

Turns page.

             DOCTOR LEE (CONT’D)
... which she seems to enter whenever she's alone.

             DOCTOR JOHN
Right - the one you're not sure you can help.

             DOCTOR LEE
She doesn't seem to want help. If she were already
eighteen I don't think she'd even be here.

Kelly enters.

             DOCTOR LEE (CONT'D)
Hi Kelly - please have a seat.

Kelly sits in chair next to Doctor John.

             DOCTOR LEE (CONT'D)
Kelly, this is doctor John.

Doctor John nods.

Kelly smiles.


Doctor Lee turns another page then looks up.

             DOCTOR LEE
How have you been feeling physically?

I feel fine.

She looks at Doctor John, back to Doctor Lee.

Doctor Lee gets up and hands file to Doctor John.

Doctor John begins to look through it.

Kelly stares out window.



Sun going down between two rows of brightly colored trees.



Doctor Lee walks around desk and sits on corner.

He studies Kelly as she looks outside.

             DOCTOR JOHN
These fantasies . . .

Turns page.

             DOCTOR JOHN (CONT'D)
... they seem real to you.

Kelly's train of thought broken. She smiles.

They are real.

Doctors look at kelly then at each other.

             DOCTOR JOHN
Yes ... I'm sure they are
real to you.

Doctor Lee crosses arms as he looks at Kelly.

             DOCTOR LEE
I'm going to adjust your

Kelly is apathetic.

Doctor Lee stands.

             DOCTOR LEE (CONT'D)
I've got to say Kelly,
You don't seem to be too

Kelly gives half smile and shrugs.

I'm not.

Doctor John looks up from report.

             DOCTOR JOHN
And why is that?

Kelly leans back looks and looks at doctor.

I ... enjoy them.

Doctors look at each other and begin to speak.

Their voices quickly fade as Kelly looks out window again.



Sun just about down - trees are now silhouettes





KELLY, sitting on second step. GINA, eighteen, average height and looks, with shoulder length black hair, is on top step. MARIE, nineteen, average height and thinner, with long blond hair and glasses, on bottom step.

Gina and Marie also looking up at the stars.

Isn't that beautiful?

Kelly holds hand above eyes to block any light.

And it just goes on and
on forever.

Marie adjusts glasses as she looks.

You ever wonder if
they're really there?

Both girls look at her.

Gina looks at them.

             GINA (CONT'D)
You know, like a mirage
or something.

They all look up at the sky again.

             GINA (CONT'D)
We should each pick one
star out and make a wish.

Gina looks at them and smiles.

             GINA (CONT'D)
Let's do it!

Both girls look at her.

Marie laughs, Kelly smiles.

What are you six years

Gina looks up, then closes eyes.

I wish I get a call back
for the play audition.

Marie points and laughs.

If that's all you have to do we'd all be movie stars.

Gina jokingly taps on Kelly's arm.

Come on Kel ...


             GINA (CONT'D)
Hey - those dreams you've
been having --

Grabs Kelly's arm.

             GINA (CONT'D)
Wish they come true!

Marie's eyebrows raise - she looks at Gina.

Wish they come true?

Gina looks at Kelly and grimaces as though she let out a secret.

... Her dream world.

Marie looks at Kelly.

You're still having them?

Kelly looks at Gina.

She glances at Marie, then looks down.

Marie faces Kelly.

             MARIE (CONT'D)
Those dreams are getting

Kelly looks at stars as she smiles.

Actually ... they're
getting better.

So they're going away?

Kelly continues to stare at stars.

No ... just ... getting

Marie looks confused.

Kelly takes a deep breath.

Gina nudges her.

Oh, come on ... do it!

Kelly looks at Gina, smirks then looks up and closes eyes.

After a few seconds she looks at Gina.


Marie shakes head as she looks at them.

You're both dreaming!

Marie nudges Kelly.

             MARIE (CONT'D)
So ... what do the
doctors say?

Kelly shrugs.

Doctor Lee says if the
dreams continue they'll
have to do a full study.

Marie leans back and studies Kelly.

You mean like ... a stay
in the hospital study?

Kelly nods as she stares at the sky.

Gina and Marie look at each other.

No one says anything for a moment.

       (Places hand over Kelly's)
What's it like to have
another world to go to?

It's not just another
world - it's the person
that's in that other
world that draws me

But you still don't even
know what he looks like,
do you?

Kelly continues looking up.

I will . . . I'm sure of



Large studio, several skylights, three very large paintings on walls. Table full of paint jars, cans and brushes.
Tom is dressed in dungarees full of dried paint.

KEVIN sitting on nearby couch and drinking a beer. He's another artist, has neck length multicolored hair, with medium beard and is wearing a paint stained smock.

Bach's music quietly coming through speakers in background.

Tom steps back and looks at large painting in progress on wall.

So what's the prognosis
on those dreams?

Slug of beer.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
Doctors give you any

TOM moves to painting and uses rag to move some paint around.


Kevin sits forward, studies Tom's painting.

Imagine if we could paint
a dream world we want to
live in?

Tom dips rag into paint can then looks at Kevin.

And then what?

Kevin shrugs shoulders.

Move in man!

Tom carefully places rag on painting and slides it a little, then looks back at Kevin.

And what kind of a world
would you want to move

Kevin crushes beer can, belches, then puts can on small nearby table.

He gets up and studies painting.

One with a girl I match
up with would be nice.

Tom lifts coffee cup from table and sips.

I'll drink to that!

Kevin walks to small refrigerator nearby.

Hey buddy ... so when we
gonna work together on a

Tom looks at him playfully and smiles.

Maybe we'll paint that
dream world together.

Kevin opens refrigerator and takes a beer.

Right-just like we were
gonna write that play
you're doing together.


             KEVIN (CONT'D)

Tom looks at painting.

Nope ... got coffee.

Kevin walks back and plops on couch.

Tom puts coffee down.

So, what's going on with
that play man? Aren't
you supposed to be in
that ... writing mode?

Tom steps back several feet as he studies painting.

I am, today's just a
little break from it.

Kevin stretches.

So, d'you put your dream
girl in it yet?

Tom looks at him and smiles.

Of course!

Kevin sits up and seriously studies Tom.

You know why you're
dreamin' that other world
don't you.

Tom looks at him, then back to painting.

I know doctor - blah,
blah, blah, blah.

Kevin shakes head knowingly.

That's what you get for
being a fuckin' genius!

Tom smiles and keeps working.

You telling me I'm going

Kevin settles back, points at Tom with bear can.

You're using that brain
so much it's fuckin'
coming out of your ears.

Tom not expecting comment laughs as he shakes head and looks at Kevin.

You're a funny man Kev.

Kevin is serious.

I'm not kidding man ...

Takes slug of beer.

A second thought as he points with beer can again.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
so this play. It's
really about --

Rolls finger of other hand.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
. . . Ah ... this ...
condition of yours?

Tom wipes hands on clean rag as he looks at Kevin.

That's a writer's job ...
to write what's in his

Kevin puts can down.

I know you're gonna write
yourself ending up with
that --

Smiles as eyebrows go up and down.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
Little lady.

Tom looks up and thinks.

I do feel like I know her ...

Stares ahead.

             TOM (CONT'D)
... that's for sure.

Kevin gets up and stretches his back.

Oh, my back man . . .
So, you writing this
thing just for her?

Tom thinks.

Not sure ...

Tom looks at Kevin, then stares out.

             TOM (CONT'D)
I'm developing it as a

Back to studying his painting.

             TOM (CONT'D)
. . . kind of fantasy.

Kevin puts right hand around his back.

There's the knot right

Turns and shows Tom.

Tom nods.

Kevin bends forward to stretch.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
Oh!, that feels good.

Stands up and stretches arms.

Tom steps back as he studies the painting.

Kevin stretches toward Tom.

             KEVIN (CONT'D)
That should do it.

Tom studies painting.