1st May2024 INT. MAYA’S CELL – NIGHT Pop.Tree: The Reality of Yesterday, Flashback Today and Become a Memory Tomorrow. Facebook Twitter LinkedIn Maya sits alone in her cold and dimly lit cell, her eyes vacant as she stares at the barren walls. The harsh reality of her situation weighs heavily on her. But at this moment, a flicker of warmth and love begins to emerge as she is transported back to a cherished memory with her beloved Lucas. FLASHBACK: EXT. JJT PARK – DAY (SUMMER) The sun casts a golden glow over JJT Park, illuminating the vibrant flowers and lush greenery. Maya and Lucas find themselves amidst nature’s beauty, their laughter echoing through the air. MAYA, captivated by Lucas’ presence, gazes at him with affectionate eyes. MAYA (Sincerely) Lucas, being here with you, surrounded by nature’s splendor, makes me believe in a future filled with endless possibilities. I can’t imagine anyone else by my side. LUCAS (Tenderly) Maya, you are my guiding light, the anchor that keeps me grounded. I promise to cherish you, support your dreams, and walk hand in hand as we build a beautiful life together. They find solace under the shade of a towering oak tree, its leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. Maya rests her head on Lucas’ shoulder, feeling his steady heartbeat against her cheek. MAYA (Whispering) Lucas, when I’m with you, the world fades away, and all that matters is the love we share. I believe in us, in the magic that binds our souls. Our love will overcome any obstacle, no matter how insurmountable. LUCAS (Sincerely) Maya, our love is a force that knows no bounds. As long as we have each other, we can face anything that comes our way. Together, we’ll turn dreams into reality. They share a passionate kiss, their love and hope intertwining in that moment, filling the air with a sense of boundless possibility. END FLASHBACK. Back in her cold cell, tears well in Maya’s eyes as the memory fade away, leaving behind a yearning ache within her heart. Just as she loses herself in the depths of her emotions, a POLICE OFFICER approaches, his footsteps echoing through the corridor. Maya blinks, slowly reorienting herself to the present. She wipes away her tears, swallowing her emotions. As the officer walks away, Maya is left with the lingering essence of the memory, her love for Lucas burning brighter than ever. With newfound determination, she stands tall, ready to fight for the future they dreamed of together. CUT TO – •Writers •Producers •Directors •Cinematographers •Editors •Casts •Models •Influencers •Sponsors •Brands •Businesses reach out to build partnerships. A Life Coach – Reality Producer https://cutt.ly/nBofUDs https://direct-a-tab-kink.business.site T.A.Beauty •Pop.Tree #someone‘sdirector #business #future #investment #event #hangout #lifecoach #photoshoot #youngleader #film #production #advertising Convener – Founder/CEO A. Adekunle ALIU (Direct A)
INT. LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE – NIGHT
3o April 2024 INT. LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE – NIGHT INT. LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE – NIGHT Facebook Twitter LinkedIn The opulent penthouse suite shimmers with opulence, a fitting backdrop for the enigmatic meeting taking place. Lena, an imposing figure in her late 30s, stands by a panoramic window, her gaze fixed on the city’s glittering lights. Victor Drake, a charismatic yet dangerous man in his 40s, enters the room, his presence exuding power. LENA: (calmly) You requested my presence, Mr. Drake? VICTOR DRAKE: (smirks) Lena, my dear, you have a reputation for getting things done discreetly. Lena’s expression remains inscrutable, her eyes narrowing slightly. LENA: And what do you require discreetly, Mr. Drake? Victor approaches, his gaze locked on Lena’s. VICTOR DRAKE: (leaning in) A delicate matter. An individual has caught my interest. Aisha. Lena raises an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. LENA: Aisha? The woman connected to the recent investigations? VICTOR DRAKE: (nods) The same. She’s proving to be a thorn in my side, digging where she shouldn’t. I need her… removed from the equation. Lena’s lips curl into a calculated smile. LENA: And you want me to handle this? Victor’s eyes gleam with intensity. VICTOR DRAKE: (slowly) I want you to keep an eye on her. Gather information. And when the time is right, make her… disappear. Lena’s demeanor remains composed, yet the tension in the room is palpable. LENA: (silently) And what’s in it for me, Mr. Drake? Victor walks closer, his voice a low, conspiratorial murmur. VICTOR DRAKE: (enigmatic) A deal that will secure your future. Wealth, power, a life of luxury beyond your imagination. Lena’s gaze never falters as she absorbs his words. LENA: And what if I decline? Victor’s eyes darken, his tone icy. VICTOR DRAKE: (whispers) Then, my dear Lena, you’ll find that crossing me is not in your best interest. A charged silence hangs in the air as the weight of their conversation settles. LENA: (softly) You’ll have your information soon. Victor’s lips curl into a satisfied smile. VICTOR DRAKE: (exhales) Excellent. When the time is right, we’ll discuss the next steps. Lena turns back to the cityscape, her thoughts concealed behind a composed facade. VICTOR DRAKE: (lingering) Lena, remember, this is a task that demands… discretion. Lena’s eyes narrow, her response a mere whisper. LENA: (nods) I understand. Victor exits the room, leaving Lena alone with the city’s shimmering secrets. The penthouse is once again cloaked in silence, but the shadows of their conversation linger, hinting at a sinister pact that could reshape fates. CUT BACK TO•Writers •Producers •Directors •Cinematographers •Editors •Casts •Models •Influencers •Sponsors •Brands •Businesses reach out to build partnerships. A Life Coach – Reality Producer https://cutt.ly/nBofUDs https://direct-a-tab-kink.business.site T.A.Beauty •Pop.Tree #someone‘sdirector #business #future #investment #event #hangout #lifecoach #photoshoot #youngleader #film #production #advertising Convener – Founder/CEO A. Adekunle ALIU (Direct A)
INT. UNDERGROUND BASEMENT – NIGHT
28th April2024 INT. UNDERGROUND BASEMENT – NIGHT Pop.Tree – Faith Fathers Love – FFL Facebook Twitter LinkedIn The air is thick with tension as AISHA, disoriented and frightened, struggles against the cold darkness of the underground basement. The sound of footsteps echoes, sending shivers down her spine. She clutches the cold metal bars, desperately hoping for rescue. CUT TO: EXT. ABANDONED HOUSE – NIGHT OWEN, with a determined look on his face, leads a group of POLICE OFFICERS to the seemingly deserted house. The wind whispers through the empty windows, and the distant howls of sirens pierce the quiet night. CUT TO: INT. ABANDONED HOUSE – NIGHT Owen and the police officers search room by room, tension escalating with each step. Owen’s eyes narrow as he notices a trapdoor in the corner. He rushes toward it, his heart pounding. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASEMENT – NIGHT Owen swings the trapdoor open, revealing the hidden staircase leading to the basement. The dim light casts eerie shadows as he descends into the unknown. AISHA (whispering) Owen? OWEN (softly) Aisha, I’m here. Owen’s flashlight reveals Aisha’s tear-streaked face behind the bars. Relief washes over him as he fumbles with the lock. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASEMENT – LATER The lock clicks open, and Owen swings the door wide. Aisha rushes into his arms, the embrace a mixture of fear, relief, and unspoken love. They share a desperate kiss, sealing the promise of safety. OWEN (whispering) We need to leave. It’s not safe here. Aisha nods, and they make their way back up the creaking staircase. CUT TO: EXT. ABANDONED HOUSE – NIGHT As Owen and Aisha emerge, the police officers have apprehended the culprits. Sirens wail in the distance as the criminals are led away in handcuffs. POLICE OFFICER (to Owen) We got them. Thanks for the tip. OWEN (looking at Aisha) Let’s go home. CUT TO: INT. OWEN’S CAR – NIGHT Aisha wears her neck chain, as Owen speeds away from the haunting scene, leaving the shadows of the abandoned house behind. The weight of the night slowly lifts as they drive into the safety of the city lights. LENA who had witnessed escape smiled, knowing the battle line had been drawn. FADE OUT. A Life Coach – Reality Producer https://cutt.ly/nBofUDs https://direct-a-tab-kink.business.site T.A.Beauty •Pop.Tree #someone‘sdirector #business #future #investment #event #hangout #lifecoach #photoshoot #youngleader #film #production #advertising Convener – Founder/CEO A. Adekunle ALIU (Direct A)
INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT
22nd Mar 2024 INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT Pop.Tree: Where Creativity Blossoms & Stories Come to Life Facebook Twitter LinkedIn The soft glow of a bedside lamp casts a warm, intimate light across Aisha’s bedroom. Aisha stands up and moves towards her dresser. She starts to undress slowly, methodically removing each layer of clothing, as each piece falls to the ground, her true vulnerability becomes exposed. With a sigh, she picks up a delicate nightie from the dresser. Holding it against her body for a moment, she hesitates, her eyes filled with conflicting emotions. Then, as if making a decision, she slips out of her remaining clothes and into the nightie. MRS. KHAN (softly) Aisha, it’s time for dinner, dear. Aisha’s head turns slightly, acknowledging her mother’s presence but not meeting her eyes. Mrs. Khan approaches Aisha, concern etched on her face. She sits down beside her daughter and gently places a hand on Aisha’s back, offering comfort. MRS. KHAN (sincerely) Sweetheart, what’s bothering you? You’ve seemed distant lately. Aisha’s facade wavers, and a single tear escapes her eye. She’s been bottling up her emotions, and her mother’s touch is like a dam breaking. AISHA (voice trembling) It’s Maya’s court case, Mom. I can’t shake off this feeling of helplessness. Mrs. Khan’s embrace tightens around Aisha, offering her the solace of a mother’s love. MRS. KHAN (softly) I know, my love. It’s hard to see someone you care about go through such a tough time. Aisha’s voice cracks as she continues, her emotions raw and unfiltered. AISHA And there’s more, Mom. It’s this… this woman who claims to be Owen’s girlfriend. I just can’t wrap my head around it. Mrs. Khan listens attentively, her heart breaking for her daughter’s turmoil. MRS. KHAN (calmly) Life has its way of throwing unexpected challenges at us, Aisha. But you’re stronger than you realize. Aisha looks at her mother, her eyes searching for answers and comfort. AISHA (frustrated) I know, Mom. But it feels like everything is falling apart. I thought I had it all figured out. Mrs. Khan’s fingers gently brush away the tear on Aisha’s cheek, her touch both soothing and understanding. MRS. KHAN (assuringly) Life’s journey is filled with twists and turns, my dear. What truly matters is how you navigate through them. Aisha’s lips quiver, a mixture of sadness and gratitude in her eyes. AISHA (whispering) Thanks, Mom. Mrs. Khan pulls Aisha into a loving embrace, their bond offering solace in the midst of uncertainty. MRS. KHAN (sincerely) You’re never alone in this, Aisha. We’re in this together. Aisha’s lips curl into a faint smile, the weight on her heart gradually lifting. AISHA (teary-eyed) I’m lucky to have you, Mom. MRS. KHAN (softly) And I’m lucky to have you. Now, let’s go have dinner. We’ll face whatever comes our way, side by side. Aisha nods, her heart feeling lighter, as they rise together from the bed, united by the unbreakable bond of a mother’s love. FADE OUT•Writers •Producers •Directors •Cinematographers •Editors •Casts •Models •Influencers •Sponsors •Brands •Businesses reach out to build partnerships. A Life Coach – Reality Producer Convener – Founder/CEO A. Adekunle ALIU (Direct A)
INT. THE PLACE RESTAURANT – NIGHT
22nd Mar 2024 INT. THE PLACE RESTAURANT – NIGHT Pop.Tree: Finding love with a touch of fear, interestingly. Facebook Twitter LinkedIn The ambiance is enchanting as Aisha and her boyfriend, Owen, sit across from each other at a beautifully set table. Their eyes sparkle with affection, and laughter dances in the air as they engage in lively conversation. The night is perfect, brimming with the promise of love. AISHA: (smiling) Owen, this is such a wonderful evening. I’m so glad we could have this time together. OWEN: (grinning) Me too, Aisha. You make every moment special. As their fingers graze lightly, Lena, a woman with an air of confidence, saunters into the scene, her entrance as unexpected as a storm on a sunny day. LENA: (voice dripping with sweetness) Well, well, what a cozy little scene we have here. Aisha and Owen exchange puzzled glances before turning their attention to Lena. AISHA: (confused) Excuse me? LENA: (flashing a flirtatious smile) Oh, darling, don’t look so surprised. After all, I am Owen’s girlfriend. Owen’s brow furrows, and Aisha’s heart skips a beat as the reality of Lena’s claim sinks in. OWEN: (raising an eyebrow) Lena, what are you talking about? LENA: (pouting playfully) Come on, Owen, no need to play coy. We’ve been seeing each other for weeks now. Aisha’s eyes narrow, her patience wearing thin. AISHA: (firmly) Lena, I don’t know what game you’re playing, but Owen is my boyfriend. LENA: (mockingly) Oh, sweetie, denial isn’t a good look on you. Isn’t that right, Owen? Owen’s discomfort is palpable, torn between two women who claim his affection. OWEN: (trying to diffuse the tension) Ladies, let’s not make a scene. Lena’s smile turns icy, her eyes locking onto Aisha’s with unspoken challenge. AISHA: (standing up) Lena, I’ve had enough of this nonsense. You’re clearly delusional if you think you can come between us. LENA: (raising an eyebrow) Delusional, am I? Perhaps you’re just clinging to a fantasy, my dear. The tension spirals as their voices grow louder, the atmosphere thick with rivalry. AISHA: (incredulous) I won’t let you poison what I have with Owen. We have something real, something you can’t fabricate. LENA: (scoffing) Real? Please, Aisha, he’s just a plaything to you. Aisha’s temper flares, her voice a whip of anger. AISHA: (enraged) You don’t know anything about us. You’re just a desperate attempt to sabotage something beautiful. OWEN: (intervening) That’s enough, both of you! This isn’t how adults handle things. Lena’s laughter rings with disdain. LENA: (smirking) Oh, Owen, aren’t you the mediator? How endearing. Aisha’s eyes lock onto Owen’s, a mixture of hurt and determination in her gaze. AISHA: (calmly) Owen, I know what’s real between us. Don’t let her deceit cloud your judgment. As the confrontation simmers, the spotlight shifts to Aisha and Owen, two hearts facing a storm of emotions that threaten to tear them apart. FADE OUT•Writers •Producers •Directors •Cinematographers •Editors •Casts •Models •Influencers •Sponsors •Brands •Businesses reach out to build partnerships. A Life Coach – Reality Producer Convener – Founder/CEO A. Adekunle ALIU (Direct A)