3-Character Trio Cast 6 - 9 Minutes Emotional Drama
One More Minute
Full Shooting Script in Industry Courier Monospace Format
FADE IN:
INT. HOSPITAL FAMILY ROOM - DAY
Muted room. Sofa. Small table. Tissue box. Water glass. A family photo. Soft daylight filtered through blinds.
RAJAT (42), hospital scrubs, sits rigidly on the sofa. SONIA (39), simple salwar suit, sits opposite him, hands clasped too tight. DR. KAVITA (50), calm and kind-eyed, stands near the table with a medical chart.
A beat of silence.
DR. KAVITA
(soft, direct)
Main jhoot nahi bolungi. Condition critical hai.
Rajat nods like he heard it before. Sonia stares at the chart as if it may change.
DR. KAVITA (CONT'D)
Treatment continue karna hai ya comfort care pe shift karna hai—yeh aap dono ka decision hai.
RAJAT
(composed, too fast)
Doctor, jo best ho... woh hi karte hain.
DR. KAVITA
Best kis ke liye, Rajat?
Rajat looks up. Caught.
SONIA
(quiet, breaking)
Humari beti ke liye.
DR. KAVITA
Haan. Aur aap dono ke liye?
Silence.
Rajat looks away. Sonia swallows hard.
The PHONE on the table vibrates. Rajat glances at it—family photo on the screen.
He flips it face down.
DR. KAVITA
Aap dono ek hi room mein ho, par ek hi baat kyun nahi bol rahe?
SONIA
(kinda angry, hurt)
Kyunki ek hi baat bolne se sach thodi easy ho jaata hai.
DR. KAVITA
Nahi. Par sach bolne se akela pan kam ho jaata hai.
That lands.
Rajat rubs his face. Exhausted.
RAJAT
(low, honest)
Main bas... ek aur minute chahta tha.
Sonia turns to him.
SONIA
Ek aur minute?
RAJAT
Haan.
(beat)
Bas ek aur minute treatment ka. Shayad... shayad kuch ho jaaye.
Sonia stares, then laughs once—small, broken, almost angry.
SONIA
Main bhi ek aur minute chahti thi.
Rajat looks at her.
SONIA (CONT'D)
Par treatment ka nahi.
Beat.
RAJAT
(to himself)
Toh?
Sonia’s eyes fill.
SONIA
Ek aur minute... usko dekhne ka.
Ek aur minute bina machine ke shor ke.
Ek aur minute goodbye bolne ka.
Rajat is hit. He didn’t know.
DR. KAVITA watches them carefully, then slides the tissue box closer.
DR. KAVITA
Aap dono ne same cheez maangi.
Bas wajah alag thi.
Rajat laughs through tears, ashamed.
RAJAT
Main strong banna chahta tha.
SONIA
Aur main brave dikhna chahti thi.
DR. KAVITA
Dono ne kaafi kiya.
Ab sach bol do.
Rajat looks at Sonia. Sonia looks back.
The family photo on the table catches the light.
DR. KAVITA opens the chart and points to two options.
DR. KAVITA (CONT'D)
Option one: aggressive treatment. One more minute of intervention.
Option two: comfort care. One more minute of goodbye.
A long beat.
Rajat reaches out. His hand trembles.
SONIA places her hand over his.
They breathe together.
RAJAT
(whisper)
One more minute...
SONIA
(whisper)
...of goodbye.
They say it together.
RAJAT & SONIA
One more minute of goodbye.
Dr. Kavita nods, deeply respectful.
DR. KAVITA
Main nurse ko bhejti hoon.
Aap dono ko thoda waqt milega.
She takes the chart and moves toward the door.
At the door, she turns back.
DR. KAVITA (CONT'D)
Kabhi-kabhi treatment ka final goal cure nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi dignity hoti hai.
She exits.
Silence.
Rajat picks up the family photo and straightens it on the table.
Sonia wipes her tears, then lets out a small, shaky smile.
SONIA
Woh humse bhi zyada strong thi.
RAJAT
Haan.
(beat)
Aur hum... finally honest.
They sit together, hands still joined.
The daylight softens through the blinds.
FADE OUT.
THE END.
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