DAKOTA Hi. It’s me again. Do you have cousins? I have a little rascal of a cousin, I can tell you that! Her name is Sophie and she always plays the meanest tricks on me, especially on my bare feet! Can you imagine what this is from (she points to her bandaged big toe) ? A crab! Yes, my cousin Sophie placed a living crab in one of my slippers just yesterday. This thing almost pinched the hell out of my big toe! Did you ever have a crab pinching your toe? They just won’t let go! Boy, did I scream. And the day before... Well, I’ll just show you. CUT We see Dakota’s room with a lot ...

DAKOTA Hi. It’s me again. Do you have cousins? I have a little rascal of a cousin, I can tell you that! Her name is Sophie and she always plays the meanest tricks on me, especially on my bare feet! Can you imagine what this is from (she points to her bandaged big toe) ? A crab! Yes, my cousin Sophie placed a living crab in one of my slippers just yesterday. This thing almost pinched the hell out of my big toe! Did you ever have a crab pinching your toe? They just won’t let go! Boy, did I scream. And the day before... Well, I’ll just show you. CUT We see Dakota’s room with a lot of LEGO-pieces on the floor in front of her bed. CUT Dakota (tank top and rolled up jeans / no band-aids on her toes!) quietly enters the apartment. DAKOTA Sheesh. It’s late. I hope I don’t wake up everyone. Better be quiet. She takes off her Converse (no socks) and slowly sneaks through the rooms on tip-toes. Suddenly she stops, sniffs the air, looks down. CUT Dakota’s bare feet, toes wiggling. CUT Dakota’s full body again. She sniffs, rolls her eyes and sighs. DAKOTA God, my feet. Ew. Really need to start wearing socks... She enters her room, obviously not seeing the LEGO-pieces. CUT Her bare feet step upon the LEGOs. CUT Dakota’s face. She grimaces, obviously in huge pain, but can’t open her mouth because it would be too loud. CUT Dakota’s full body. She starts hobbling around, hopping from one leg onto the other, always stepping on new LEGOs, her mouth keeps shut, but she grimaces and makes sounds of agony, not trying to be too loud. Finally she lands on her bed, her bare feet in the air. She rolls on her belly, her feet kicking and waving and kicking in the air, and let’s out a long muffled scream into the cushions. After that she sits, grabs her feet and starts blowing her toes and soles, moaning in pain, quietly cursing her cousin Sophie. CUT Dakota on the couch again. DAKOTA It was horrible! Those LEGOs were sharp. My poor toes hurt pretty bad. However, not as bad as that time, when she put those things on my poor toes. What are those called again? Right! „Toe-cuffs“. Ouchie... CUT Dakota (short night garm and shorts / no band-aids on her toes!) lying on her back in her bed, feet under the covers. While still resting her feet slip out from under the covers and we see, that her big toes are caught in toe-cuffs. She wiggles her toes, and when she moves her feet, she slowly wakes up. DAKOTA (waking up) What...? What is that? What’s on my feet? (suddenly wide awake, more scared than angry) Oh my god! My toes! What is that on my toes?! Ouch! She tries to move her feet and get her toes out of the cuffs, but it hurts every time she moves her toes and she screams and squeaks in pain. DAKOTA Ouch! Who did this? Sophie!!!! Come and get this things off my toes! Not knowing what to do she tries to get up and hobbles through the apartment. Suddenly she steps/hops on something and brings out an especially loud cry. DAKOTA Aaaaaargh! What was that now? Oh my god, it’s the key! They key to the toe-cuffs! Thank goodness! She awkwardly manages to get down, grabs the key and removes the toe-cuffs from her toes. Whimpering she massages her toes. DAKOTA My tootsies. My tender toesies... While still whining she starts sucking on her big toes to make them feel better. CUT Dakota on the couch again. DAKOTA Who invents such stupid stuff as toe-cuffs? And who would ever put it on other people’s poor toes? Stupid Sophie... Anyways. I think this can come off now. She carefully removes the band-aid from her big toe. It hurts a bit. DAKOTA Ouch. Well, trying to get some rest now. Need to rest my toes... She leaves the room, a little. CUT Dakota (short night garm and shorts) lying on her back in her bed, feet sticking out from under the covers. She wiggles her toes, scratches her soles with her toes, etc. Slowly she awakes and puts her feet out of the bed. CLOSE UP Her feet land exactly next to a loaded mousetrap. While still waking up she wiggles her toes dangerously next to it. CUT Dakota full body. DAKOTA (yawning) Let’s get some coffee. She gets up and leaves the room (missing this mousetrap ;) ). CUT In the kitchen she searches coffee in a high cupboard, stretching herself. CLOSE UP Her bare feet are right next to a second mousetrap, she dangerously tip toes around it. CUT Dakota full body. DAKOTA (finding the coffee) There you are! CUT Dakota sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee, her feet stretched out under the table. Of course, right next to a third mousetrap. She’s enjoying herself. CLOSE UP Dakota’s toes are wiggling right next to the trap. She’s humming. CUT Head shot. DAKOTA (singing) I’m wiggling my toes, I’m wiggling my toes. The big one is throbbing but that’s how it goes ... I’m wiggling my toes ... SHORT CLOSE UP Her wiggling toes get closer and closer to the trap. CUT Head shot. DAKOTA I’m wiggling my – We hear a very loud „SNAP!“ Dakota’s face nearly explodes in pain. She screams like she never screamed before. SHORT CLOSE UP Under the table. Dakota’s big toe is in the mousetrap. CUT Full body. Dakota is still screaming and jumps from her chair. It’s more horror and pain than anger. She hops around in the kitchen, first with her foot stretched out, then she grabs her foot (with the trapped toe) and hops around like that. Screams of pain, „My toe!!!!“ and „Sophie!!!!“ fill the room. CLOSE UP Her bare foot with her trapped toe, held by her hands. CUT Full body. More hopping, foot grabbing and screaming. Unknowingly she hops in direction of the second mousetrap near the cupboard. CLOSE UP Her one foot is hopping next to the second trap. CLOSE UP Head shot. We hear another very loud „SNAP!“ Dakota’s eyes widen. Another scream! CLOSE UP Both feet next to another, both big toes in mousetraps. CUT Full body. Dakota screams and hops from one foot to another. Clutching one foot after the other. Since that does not help she manages to get down on her but and starts pulling on those traps. It takes some time, some effort, and some attempts to pull those traps from her toes. DAKOTA Oh my god... my toes... my poor toes... I need to... I need to go to bed. No more mousetraps please. My poor little piggies... Moaning she hobbles out of the kitchen. After some seconds we hear: DAKOTA Oh my god. My toes. No more ... no more mousetraps ... no more – We hear a third loud „SNAP!“ and a final scream! THE END