7.2 210 Drama Apr 2026

I’m leaving tomorrow. For the residency in Berlin. I came to say goodbye.

[ELIAS freezes. He slowly removes the loupe and looks at the pocket watch, not her.] Berlin. They have clocks there, I suppose. 7.2 210 Drama

[CLARA walks to a large grandfather clock in the corner. It is silent.] I’m leaving tomorrow

(Steps forward, floorboards creak)It’s been three years, Grandpa. The air in here is the same dust from when I was ten. ELIAS Dust is just time that’s settled. Leave it be. [ELIAS freezes

A dusty clock repair shop. The walls are covered in ticking timepieces. Time: Late afternoon. Golden light cuts through the dust. [SCENE START]

(Slamming a small screwdriver onto the bench)Repetition is precision! You think your "art" is better because it’s messy? This watch belonged to a man who crossed the Atlantic. It kept his pulse when everything else was sinking.

(Without looking up)You’re breathing too loud, Clara. It throws off the balance.