Falling Story with Owen Input

A student (Spencer Somni) staggers into class.
He is late he has not slept more than 3 hours in the last several days.
He is wearing an ill fitting over coat and shades and very much looks as if he hasn't slept in days.
The class room is an academic rather than studio setting.
He takes his seat between his friend a large guy with a thin beard almost reaching his chest and a Beatles T shirt on
& a beautiful girl (Angel), whom he is on the verge of falling In Love with.
She has a dark bob and is wearing a plaid skirt, a tight white shirt over a black bra and black boots (like Doc Martins)
The professors voice is heard off camera but we never see him.

Prof: As Freud said sometimes a cigar is indeed only a cigar.
Ah, Mr Somni you've decided to share some of your your valuable time with us.

Somni: Sorry, no time to fall asleep.

Prof: No my problem. Please just settle down I think you've disrupted this class quite enough for today. Now on to Doctor Freud's views on romantic love and more to point, the the act so to speak of falling in love.

(while he is speaking Angel writes a brief note leans over and says quietly.

Angel: If you need a bed after class this is my address, though I can't promise sleep.

(Spencer looks at her with adoration - he is clearly falling in love. His goal is to finish the class and make it to her bed.)

Prof: Mr.Somni you are not the only student in this class, this is my last warning .
If you do not like the way this class operated (pause) you managed to stumble in here, you know where the door is if you find the need to stumble out.

Somni: No, Sorry I.....

Prof: And for God's sake take off those sun glasses this is a University not a beach.

Somni: (removing the glasses) Sorry. (glancing at Angel who lovingly smiles at him)
As the Professor talks his head falls on his arms and he falls asleep. The camera dolly's to a close up. This has all been one shot.)

Prof: So Freud is is noted as ones say to his podiatrist on the topic of romantic love "how can one walk with the angels when a mans feet are otherwise occupied parading about some woman. The podiatrist who had already been married four times and was conducting an affair with with the woman who pushed the tea trolly about said........................

(Somni awakes in a black and white world. The classroom is empty and he hears an sweetly accented voice say)

Angel: I'll be waiting Mister.

(She Blows him a kiss and closes the door behind him)

(He runs to the door after her but when he goes through it he finds himself in the middle of town. He brings up his hand to scratch is nose and see the crumpled paper with address still written there.}

(In a few steps he find himself at a cross walk. The traffic sign changes to don't walk and try as he may, though he can akwardly lift one foot at a time he can not walk. When the sign changes back to walk he is caught off gaurd and staggers into the intersection.)

(he looks at the address gets his bearings and starts down the street.
He is directly in the way a a man in a suit with a briefcase.
They do that little dance people do when they are trying to get around one another then the man tosses aside his briefcase with abandon and starts to dance something akin to a foxtrot with Somni.

Man: You dance divinely.

Somni: You too, but I really got to go.

Man: I do understand.

(The man spins Somni about in an elaborate move and he spins off landing in frount of a house.
When he checks the address he finds it is his destination.)

(The door is unlocked and when he opens it he finds himself directly in Angels bedroom. She is on the bed an the same clothes she wore in class.)

Somni: I love you.

Angel: I love you too. (She says as she vanishes from the bed)

THE END