INT. ABANDONED COFFEE SHOP - DAY
The shop is dusty, abandoned. Sunlight streams through
broken windows. A FADED MENU hangs crooked on the wall.
FIVE YEARS AFTER THE GREAT BEAN SHORTAGE
MAYA (30s, tired eyes, determined) pushes through the
creaky door. She wears a vintage barista apron with the
Note: Maya's character represents resilience in impossible
She approaches the counter. Behind it, an ancient espresso
machine sits covered in dust.
A CRASH from the back room. Maya freezes.
Coffee? That's a word I haven't
GHOST BARISTA (50s, translucent, wearing a spectral apron)
GHOST BARISTA What gave it away, the floating? | MAYA I thought all the coffee was gone! |
2.
It is. Except for one secret stash.
INT. SECRET VAULT - CONTINUOUS
The Ghost Barista leads Maya through a hidden door marked
Behold... THE LAST POUND.
A single bag of coffee beans sits on a pedestal, glowing
There's only enough for one cup.
Then let's make it count.
INT. COFFEE SHOP - MOMENTS LATER
They return to the espresso machine. The Ghost Barista
cracks his ethereal knuckles.
First rule of coffee: Respect the
bean. Second rule: Never rush
Maya watches as he performs an elaborate ritual:
The ghost measures precisely 18 grams.
He tamps with the pressure of exactly 30 pounds.
The machine hums to life for the first time in years.
How are you doing this? You're...
3.
Death couldn't stop my passion for
Besides, I'm not just any ghost.
The machine starting represents hope returning to the
The espresso flows like liquid gold into a pristine
Twenty-five seconds. Perfect
He slides the cup across the counter to Maya.
The last coffee in the world. It's
She pushes the cup to the middle of the counter.
I haven't tasted coffee since...
well, since I could taste anything.
She lifts the cup. Steam rises. She takes a sip, closes her
The Ghost Barista smiles, and for a moment, he looks
4.
That's what I've been waiting to
He begins to fade, becoming more transparent.
Wait! Where are you going?
My purpose is fulfilled. The last
cup has been served. Perfectly.
But what about tomorrow? What
Tomorrow, you plant these.
He hands her a small pouch. Seeds.
From the beans. I saved them. For
someone who would appreciate them.
You weren't just guarding the last
coffee. You were guarding the
first coffee of the new world.
Remember: Respect the bean...
He's almost completely transparent now.
Wait! I don't even know your name!
He disappears completely. Maya stands alone in the empty
shop, holding the seeds and the empty cup.
5.
She looks at the seeds, then at the espresso machine, then
Okay, Joe. Let's grow some hope.
She walks to the door, opens it. Sunlight floods in.
Theme: Even in the darkest times, hope can be preserved