First Attempt at Writing a Scene

(Ideally, this scene would come about 20 minutes into the movie. I know that the film takes place in a small working-class town, which is seemingly under siege. I want the script to be about the experience of public hysteria to a certain extent.)

EXT. Street Dusk.
James is standing on the end of the sidewalk smoking a cigarette nervously. This is an average suburban street, however the effect is eerie because all of the houses are dark and there are no cars on the street. Marie is also out and she walks up to him.

MARIE
Hey there. What are you doing out on a night like this?

JAMES
Adjusting to this strange new world I guess.

MARIE
It’s a bit like London during the blitz, isn’t it?

JAMES
They all have their lights off. Like we’re under invasion.

MARIE
Well, aren’t we?

JAMES
But by what? And what good is hiding in the dark supposed to do?

MARIE
It’s a coping mechanism. You’re the therapist, aren’t you?

JAMES
I’d never encourage my patients to live like this. How long can they do this?

MARIE
I guess for the rest of their lives, if necessary. You’d be surprised at how quickly huddling in the dark starts to seem normal.

EXT. TOWN. NIGHT
Various shots: an empty strip mall parking lot, mannequins in darkened shop windows, a pub with a sign on the door reading “Closed until further notice”, trash blowing across an empty street, the factory smokestack still burning brightly, a stray cat running through an alleyway.