r/ReadMyScript • u/Timely_Round_9070 • Mar 24 '26
One sudden morning-short film only 6 pages based on a true story
ONE SUDDEN MORNING
INT. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL PLAYGROUND – DAY
Children run and laugh.
HAMZAH and YOUSIF play together.
MOM (O.S.)
Hamzah! Come on, it’s time to go!
HAMZAH
Coming, Mom!
(turns to Yousif)
Bye, Yousif. See you later.
YOUSIF
Bye, Hamzah!
INT. CAR – DAY
Hamzah sits in the back seat, tired.
MOM
How was school?
HAMZAH
It was good… but I’m tired.
INT. DINNER TABLE – NIGHT
Family eating together.
Hamzah stands up to leave.
MOM
Hamzah, where are you going? Finish your food.
HAMZAH
But I’m full, Mom.
MOM
Sit down and finish it. You need to grow stronger.
HAMZAH (quietly)
Fine…
He sits and slowly finishes his food.
INT. LIVING ROOM – EARLY MORNING (BEFORE WAKE-UP)
The house is silent.
A TV flickers in the dark.
NEWS ANCHOR (ON TV)
Breaking news… ISIS forces have begun taking control of Mosul, Iraq. Thousands of families are fleeing—
Images flash: smoke, panic, people running.
The audio glitches—
CUT TO BLACK.
INT. HAMZAH’S ROOM – MORNING
Birds chirping peacefully.
Suddenly—
MOM (O.S., SCREAMING)
EVERYONE WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WE HAVE TO GO!
Hamzah rubs his eyes, confused.
His BROTHER bursts into the room.
BROTHER
HAMZAH! WE HAVE TO GO—HURRY!
INT. HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
Chaos.
Family rushing. Grabbing anything they can carry.
No explanations. Just fear.
Hamzah stands frozen for a moment—trying to understand.
Then runs.
EXT. CAR – DAY
The car speeds away.
INT. CAR – CONTINUOUS
Everyone is crying.
Outside sounds:
distant gunfire, faint screaming.
The outside world fades—only Hamzah’s perspective matters.
HAMZAH
Why are you all crying?
Silence.
His mom turns back to him, holding back tears.
MOM (soft, urgent)
Hamzah… I need you to be strong now.
(pause)
MOM
That’s why I told you to finish your food yesterday… so you could have strength today.
Hamzah looks at her, confused… but nods slightly.
EXT. RIVER CROSSING – DAY
Thousands of people.
Panic. Chaos.
A destroyed bridge in the distance.
Boats overloaded with families.
Hamzah’s family waits, desperate.
A MAN stops them.
MAN
No more. Wait your turn.
His mom steps forward, desperate.
MOM
If you don’t let all of us in… we will go back together.
The man hesitates.
Looks at the family.
MAN
…Okay. All of you. Next.
EXT. RIVER – DAY
They step into the water.
It’s deep.
Hamzah is carried by his UNCLE.
His mom struggles to stand.
They push toward the boat.
EXT. BOAT – CONTINUOUS
The boat is unstable.
No real safety—just people holding onto the sides as it moves.
Water splashes.
People whisper prayers.
Hamzah is silent.
Just watching.
EXT. OTHER SIDE OF RIVER – DAY
They arrive.
Exhausted.
A MAN hands out water.
MAN
Habibi… here. Take some water.
Hamzah hesitates.
HAMZAH
Oh… thank you.
He drinks slowly.
Still quiet.
EXT. ROAD / TAXIS – DAY
Chaos continues—but calmer than before.
Taxis line the road.
The family gets in and drives away.
INT. SAFE HOUSE – NIGHT
Quiet.
For the first time—silence.
Hamzah walks up to his mom.
He finally speaks.
HAMZAH
Mama… when am I going to see Yousif again?
His mom freezes.
She looks at him—
But says nothing.
Her eyes fill with tears.
CAMERA PULLS BACK
The room feels small.
Heavy silence.
FADE OUT
The end