INT. SCHOOL STANDS - EQUIPMENT ROOM - DAY
Ruby, wearing the feathery body and enormous orange feet of the school goose, is lifting the goose head when the door opens. Dev freezes in the doorway with his phone in his hand.
Dev
You are holding the goose head.
Ruby
I found it in the corridor. I am bringing it back to the goose.
Dev
You are wearing the goose.
Ruby
The bottom half. The bottom half of a goose could be anyone.
Dev
Your keys are hanging round its neck. With the little rubber cactus. Ruby, I have spent a whole school year trying to find out who is inside that goose. I have a wall in my bedroom. With photos. With string.
Ruby
That is not journalism, Dev. That is something your parents should know about.
Dev raises his phone. The flash goes off.
Dev
The last issue goes to print tonight. Front page. The Goose, Unmasked.
Ruby
Halftime is in four minutes. If there is no goose on that pitch, we lose. Nineteen years. Every single time.
Dev
That is a superstition.
Ruby
It is a statistic. You love statistics.
Dev
Why is a goose even a secret?
Ruby
Because if anyone finds out who the goose is, the goose hands the head in. Those are the rules. There is a binder.
Ruby
It is very old, and it smells like feet. What do you want? I have half a cheese sandwich, and I know someone who can get you out of cross-country.
Dev
I want my front page. Do you remember what happened to me after the winter dance?
Ruby
Everybody read that column.
Dev
Everybody laughed at that column. 'The Goose Was My Only Dance.' People still honk at me in the corridor.
Ruby
It was a nice dance, though. You never stepped on the feet once, and the feet are enormous.
Dev
How do you know I never stepped on the feet?
Dev
You were in the goose at the winter dance.
Ruby
The goose goes to every school event. It is in the binder.
Dev
And the slow song? Is that in the binder?
Ruby
The goose dances with whoever has been standing by the drinks table the longest. Page one.
Ruby
I may have written page one. In January. In pen.
Dev looks at the photo for a long moment, then deletes it. He lifts the goose head onto Ruby and straightens the beak.
Dev
New front page. The Goose: Still at Large. And on the last day of school, when you hand this in, I get the exclusive interview. Only me.
Dev
That is journalism. Go. You have two minutes.