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  • Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

    There are 10 entries and here are the titles:

    The Raven Mocker
    Lucy
    Waterman
    Brilliant Disguise
    Arcade
    We still need to give it a title
    Montgomery
    No Teefs
    Dog
    Extra Time

    Read the entries, pick your 1st, 2nd and 3rd favorite choices and PM them to me, preferably in the format:

    1st - title1
    2nd - title2
    3rd - title3

    Please don't vote for your own entry. If this was allowed then everyone would do it, so it would just cloud the voting.

    As soon as the votes are in, I'll post the results, how about midnight this coming Sunday 5th as a voting deadline?

    After results are posted, you can post your comments in the results thread, and tell everyone why your entry clearly deserved to win!

    You don't need to be in the contest to play, all DDP members are welcome to read and vote.

    If you don't like the code boxes, which preserve formatting, try selecting Thread Tools > Show Printable Version instead.

    Shout if you find any formatting problems with your entry!

    The discussion thread for this contest is here and the results thread is here.
    Last edited by dpaterso; 12-19-2017, 01:52 PM.

  • #2
    Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

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    The Raven Mocker
    
    FADE IN
    
    INT. NATIVE HUT
    
    SUPER: "Western Carolina, 1705, the American Frontier."
    
    WAYA, 20's, a well built Native-American warrior, stands
    over ADSILA, 20's, a female Native-American lying on a bed
    of animal furs and trade blankets.
    
    Adsila sobs. Waya kneels beside her. Strokes her hair.
    
                        WAYA
              I don't know the words to heal your
              heart.
    
    Adsila doesn't look at him. Closes her eyes. Buries her
    face in a blanket.
                        DUSTU (O.S.)
              The Catawba have stolen my sisters!
              The Catawba have killed my father!
    
    Voices increase outside.
    
    Waya looks up. Stands. Looks back at Adsila. She doesn't
    move.
    
    Waya walks away.
    
    
    EXT. DAY - CHEROKEE VILLAGE
    
    Waya exits his hut.
    
    The bright sun blinds him at first.
    
    Ten young warriors surround a distraught Dustu, 20's, thin
    but muscular.
    
    With tear streaked cheeks Dustu pleads for help.
    
                        DUSTU
              We must save my sisters. Avenge my
              father.
    
    The warriors nod in agreement. A few war cries sound out.
    MOHE, 20's, walks through the crowd to Dustu. Mohe wears
    the scars of previous battles on his bare chest.
    
                           MOHE
              I will go.
    
    The warriors celebrate.
    
    Mohe walks away from the crowd to Waya.
    
                        MOHE
              Will you go, my brother?
    
    Waya looks back at his hut.
    
                        MOHE
              Maybe she needs time alone?
    
    Waya looks at his brother. Nods.
    
    Dustu approaches them.
    
                        DUSTU
              We leave before dawn. Will you
              help, Waya?
    
    Waya puts a hand on Dustu's shoulder.
    
                        WAYA
              Your father was a great man. I will
              avenge his murder.
    
    Dustu grabs Waya's arm. Nods. Runs off.
    
    Waya turns, heads back to his hut.
    
                        MOHE
              Women are stronger than we think.
              Give her time.
              
    Waya enters the hut.
    
    
    EXT. NIGHT - CHEROKEE VILLAGE
    
    Torches illuminate the bark and thatched huts of the
    village.
    
    The men are gathered outside. Each adorned with traditional
    Cherokee war paint. The men carry assorted weapons of bows,
    arrows, and stone war clubs.
    
    Waya puts a flintlock pistol in his belt.
    
    Mohe walks up to him.
    
                           MOHE
                 The white man's weapon?
    
                           WAYA
                 It has served me well.
    
                            MOHE
                 It has cursed us. It has cursed
                 your home.
    
    Waya gives Mohe a death stare.
    
                           WAYA
                 Stop talking.
    
    Mohe sees he has crossed a line.
    
                           MOHE
                 Forgive me brother.
    
    The two warriors join the group as they all leave the
    village.
    
    
    EXT. DAY - RIVER BANK
    
    The sun peeks over the trees.
    
    The warriors pull their canoes up to the bank of a river.
    
    A path winds from the river into the thick woods.
    
                           DUSTU
                 We follow the path. It's less
                 traveled and should lead us to the
                 Catawba village.
    
    The men fall in line behind each other. March into the
    woods. Quiet.
    
    The woods thin out. The men stop.
    
    Birds whistle. Birds chirp.
    
    Mohe whispers to Waya, who stands in front of him.
    
                           MOHE
                 Something isn't right.
    
    War Cries.
    
    The men look around. The cries encircle them.
    
    Out of nowhere, dozens of arrows come through the woods.
    Many stick in the trees. Others find their marks.
    
    Three Cherokee drop dead.
    
                          WAYA
              Ambush!
              
    Catawba warriors run out of the woods toward them. Red and
    black face paint, flattened foreheads. Terrifying.
    
    The two groups charge each other.
    
    Waya slams the head of a Catawba with his stone war
    club. Mohe runs a shortened spear through the chest of
    another.
    
    An arrow pierces the heart of one of the Cherokee. A
    Catawba attacks and kills another.
    
                          MOHE
              Look out.
    
    A Catwaba runs out from a tree and attacks Dustu.
    
    A pistol shot.
    
    The Catawba falls dead at Dustu's feet. Waya returns the
    pistol to his belt.
    
    Mohe kills the last Catawba.
    
    War cries in the distance.
    
                        WAYA
              More are coming. We can't hold them
              off.
    
    Mohe points to the forest.
    
                        MOHE
              It's our only hope.
    
    Only Waya, Mohe, Dustu and one brave remain.
    
    Dustu and the other warrior bleed from head wounds.
    
                        DUSTU
              I won't run in disgrace.
    
                        WAYA
              We will live to fight another
              day. We will come back with more
              men and burn their village to the
              ground.
    
    Waya, Mohe, Dustu, and the other Cherokee rush into the
    thick woods.
    
    
    EXT. DAY - WOODS
    
    The sun dims as the men approach a clearing.
    
    A large wood blockhouse stands ominous before them.
    
    A gust of wind. A raven screeches.
    
                        WAYA
              The doors are open. Are they gone?
    
                        DUSTU
              White's would never leave a place
              like this unguarded.
    
                        MOHE
              I don't like this. Let us move on.
    
    Dustu and the other Cherokee warrior run to the house.
    
    Waya looks at Mohe. Shrugs. They both follow.
    
    
    INT. BLOCKHOUSE - DAY
    
    The men look around. The body of an elderly white man lies
    unnatural on the floor.
    
    Dustu enters the room.
    
                        DUSTU
              There are three dead children
              above. Disease?
    
    Waya looks across the room.
    
    A GIRL, 4, huddles in a corner. Waya approaches. She shows
    no emotion.
    
                           MOHE (O.S.)
              Leave her!
    
                        WAYA
              I can't leave her here to die.
    
                        MOHE
              This place is cursed. I'm leaving
              before it's dark.
    
    Waya looks at the girl. Blonde, straggly hair with one
    green eye. The other blue.
    
    Waya scoops her up. Follows the others out the door.
    
    
    EXT. CAMP - NIGHT
    
    Waya tosses and turns in his sleep. Loudness all around.
    A raven screeches.
    
    Waya sits up, awake. Looks around.
    
    Dustu and Mohe stand over the body of the Cherokee warrior.
    
                        WAYA
              What is it.
    
                           MOHE
              He's dead.
    
                        DUSTU
              He screamed out. Now he is dead.
    
    Mohe points at the girl.
    
                           MOHE
              Her.
    
                        WAYA
              He died from his wounds.
    
    Waya takes Mohe by the arm. They walk into the woods.
    
                        WAYA
              Why do you act so strange?
    
                        MOHE
              She is evil.
    
                        WAYA
              She's just a little girl.
    
                        MOHE
              You want her to replace your
              daughter. She can't come back with
              us.
    
    Mohe pulls a knife from his belt.
    
                        MOHE
              I must end this.
    
                          WAYA
              End what?
    
    The screams of Dustu.
    
    Waya and Mohe run back to camp.
    
    Dustu stares up at the night sky. Terrified look on his
    face. Body grossly twisted.
    
                        MOHE
              She is evil!
    
    The Girl stares into the fire.
    
    Mohe grabs her. She struggles. Tries to escape. Mohe holds
    her in a bear hug.
    
                        WAYA
              Stop! Release her!
    
    Mohe runs into the woods. Waya chases after him.
    
    Mohe stops at the edge of a cliff. The sounds of the river
    below.
    
                        WAYA
              Give her to me. Come away brother.
    
                        MOHE
              She is evil. She must not make it
              to our village.
    
                        WAYA
              She's done nothing wrong. Look at
              her.
    
                        MOHE
              No! She is not what she appears to
              be. It steals life from the sick
              and wounded.
    
    The Girl struggles.
    
                        MOHE
              It is the Kalona Ayeliski, The
              Raven mocker.
    
                          WAYA
                No! Your hatred for the Whites has
                distorted your vision!
    
    Mohe walks backward. Off the cliff.
    
    Waya shocked. Walks to the cliff. Looks down.
    
    Darkness.
    
    
    EXT. DAY - CHEROKEE VILLAGE
    
    Waya walks into the village.
    
    Adsila stands at the entrance to their hut.
    
    She wears a beautiful deerskin dress adorned with shells and
    beads. A flower in her hair. Adsila smiles.
    Waya rushes to her.
    
                          WAYA
                You're beautiful.
    
                          ADSILA
                Come, I've something to show you.
    
    
    INT. NATIVE HUT
    
    Adsila pulls Waya by the hand.
    
    The hut is transformed. Pleasant.
    
                          ADSILA
                I found something by the river.
    
    Adsila steps aside.
    
    The Girl sits in the corner of the hut. One blue eye stares
    down. The green eye looks at Waya.
    
    Waya drops to his knees. Closes his eyes.
    
    A raven screeches.
    
                                                             END

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    • #3
      Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

      Code:
      LUCY
      
      EXT. DESOLATE WASTE GROUND - DAY
      
      The place looks like a post-apocalyptic world. A desolated
      wasted place, where mountains of debris, rubble and rubbish
      pile up to the sky. Far away, two human silhouettes scavenge
      the place looking for anything that resembles value.
      
      Meet Lucy, a 14 years old girl, dressed in a white blouse and
      a red and navy blue pleated skirt. A ribbon holds her hair.
      Her face is dirty with dust, her skin sweaty from the heat.
      She picks up a rock, weights it in her hands. Not good. Picks
      up another. Nope. She looks around until her eyes lock on
      something. Her face brightens: that's it.
      
                                                        CUT TO:
      
      Lucy drags a big stone, nearly half her size. She has to use
      all her strength to advance inch by inch. The effort is huge
      but she smiles satisfied.
      
      Lucy pushes the stone into her Avengers backpack. It barely
      fits.
      
      Lucy hops in joy away from the waste ground, whistling a
      song, pulling a trolley with her backpack and the stone
      inside.
      
      
      EXT. UPPER CLASS NEIGHBORHOOD / SEVERAL STREETS - DAY
      
      All is quiet in this residential upper class neighborhood. We
      see several streets with beautiful houses, each with a
      perfect lawn in front. It's very early, there's nobody on the
      streets.
      
      The only sound is the terrified, ear-piercing scream of a
      teenager. It's Lucy.
      
                          LUCY (O.S.)
                Tommy! Tommyyyyy! Someone help,
                please! My brother!
      
      
      EXT. UPPER CLASS NEIGHBOURHOOD / SEWER - DAY
      
      From the depths of a circular, bricked sewer, we see Lucy's
      face silhouetted against the bright, blue sky, looking down.
      A thin rungs ladder is attached to the wall. Her face is
      distorted with tears and agony.
      
                          LUCY
                Tommy, hold on, please. Be strong!
                I'm looking for help.
      
      From above, we see Lucy kneeling on the asphalt, leaning over
      an open sewer manhole, her head silhouetted against darkness.
      The thin rungs fade into the depths of the sewer. She looks
      around for help, desperate.
      
                          LUCY (CONT'D)
                Help!! Please!
      
      In the empty streets nobody seems to hear her. Lucy wears the
      same clothes as before. Her backpack is on the ground, next
      to her.
      
      A car passes by. Lucy extends her arms towards it.
      
      
      INT. CAR - DAY
      
      JAMES (35) sees Lucy through his car windshield. Lucy sees
      the car and waves at James. We don't hear what she says but
      it's clearly urgent. James stares at Lucy for a moment. He
      takes his phone, hesitates. He finally slows down and stops a
      few yards down the road.
      
      
      EXT. UPPER CLASS NEIGHBOURHOOD / SEWER - DAY
      
      James gets off the car.
      
                          JAMES
                Hey! Are you all right?
      
      When Lucy sees James, she stands up and points urgently at
      the sewer.
      
                          LUCY
                My brother! He fell. Please, help
                him!
      
                          JAMES
                What do you mean, he fell--?
      
      James sees the open manhole and a chill runs down his spine.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Oh, f*** me!
      
      James runs to the manhole, where Lucy seems about to
      collapse. She takes his arm.
      
                          LUCY
                    (sobbing)
                I-I had to take care of him. I
                don't know what happened.
      
      Lucy's tears pour out. James kneels down and peeks into the
      darkness. He makes a face.
      
                          JAMES
                S***, what's that stench?
      
                          LUCY
                Please, save my little brother!
      
      James looks down. He cannot really see anything. He takes his
      phone and uses the torch to get some light. He looks again.
      Nothing.
      
                          JAMES
                Are you sure he fell here? Maybe,
                he--
      
      Lucy loses it.
      
                          LUCY
                He is down there!
                    (to the sewer)
                Tommy, he's going to bring you out!
                Hold on tight!
      
      James hears something. A distant moan from the depths. Barely
      audible but it's clearly a child. James listens again. The
      moan again. There's a child down there!
      
                          JAMES
                Oh, my God.
      
      Lucy goes hysterical.
      
                            LUCY
                Tommyyyy!
      
      She grabs James' hand.
      
                          LUCY (CONT'D)
                Please! He's going to fall to the
                bottom!
      
      James understands how serious this is.
      
                          JAMES
                Hey, hey, listen to me. Everything
                will be all right. What's your
                name?
      
      Lucy looks into James' eyes.
      
                          LUCY
                I'm Lucy. He's Tommy.
      
                          JAMES
                Okay, now listen to me, Lucy. You
                are a very brave girl. I'm going to
                call the police and --
      
                          LUCY
                No, no, no, please! He will fall!
                You have to save him now!
      
      James holds Lucy's face in his hands, trying to calm her
      down.
      
                          JAMES
                Lucy, Lucy-- listen. I'm calling
                the police. I want you to take my
                phone and tell them where we are.
      
      Lucy looks at James with hope.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                And I'll go down and get your
                little brother, all right?
      
      Lucy's eyes widen. She hugs James.
      
                          LUCY
                Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
                    (to the sewer)
                Tommy! He is going down! You'll be
                soon with mommy and daddy!
      
                          JAMES
                    (to sewer)
                Tommy, I'm going to get you. Don't
                be scared! I'll be there in a
                minute.
      
      James passes his phone to Lucy.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Do you know how to call 911?
      
      Lucy takes the phone. Nods. Dries her tears.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Call them now. Tell them what
                happened. Where we are. Tell them
                your brother's age. Ask them to
                send someone quick. Can you do
                that?
      
      Lucy nods again. James shuffles Lucy's hair. Good girl. James
      leans over the manhole, ready to go down. Again the horrible
      stench. He pulls up his shirt to cover his nose.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                What the hell is that?
      
      He turns around and goes feet first into the manhole. Lucy
      looks at him, pressing the phone with both hands to her
      chest.
      
      James winks at her.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Call them. I'll be back in a
                minute.
      
      Lucy nods, smiles.
      
      
      INT. SEWER WELL - DAY
      
      James grabs the rusted rungs and starts climbing down slowly.
      
                          JAMES
                Tommy, do not move, stay where you
                are. I'm coming.
                    (re: the stench)
                Holy Jesus.
      
      James hears the moan again, a bit louder. As James keeps
      climbing down, the light dims.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                You are going to be with your
                family very soon, and you will tell
                your friends at school the great
                adventure you just had.
      
      James looks up, the circle of light growing smaller. Lucy is
      not there. He goes down, step by step. He can barely see
      anything now. But the moans are clearly louder. He must be
      very close.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                You are a very brave boy. I'm going
                to tell you parents how you-- Oh,
                Tommy?
      
      James touches something with his foot. The moan turns into a
      whimper. It's Tommy.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Tommy! It's all right! I'm here!
      
      James feels the dimness with his hands until he touches the
      face of a crying young boy. He can barely see the shape of
      the little boy's body. He screams in victory.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                    (to Lucy, up there)
                Lucy! I got your brother! I got
                Tommy!
      
      He looks up, but Lucy is not there.
      
                          TOMMY
                    (crying)
                I'm not Tommy.
      
      In the dimness, James looks into Tommy's eyes.
      
                          JAMES
                What?
      
                          TOMMY
                My name is Nicholas.
      
                          JAMES
                What do you-- ?
      
      A sound catches James' attention. A distant moan. And
      another. Way below them. James is not sure, but it sounds
      like there are at least two more kids down there.
      
      And the horrible stench.
      
      A thought crosses James' mind. He stares at Nicholas.
      
                          JAMES (CONT'D)
                Nicholas. How did you fall down in
                here?
      
      Silence, apart from the distant moans. James feels Nicholas'
      little hand grabbing his finger and pulling it up to point to
      the manhole.
      
                          NICHOLAS
                She pushed me.
      
      James is horrified. He looks down into the darkness. The
      moans are faint but clearly from kids.
      
                          NICHOLAS (CONT'D)
                She said she wanted to play a game.
      
      James begins to understand.
      
                          NICHOLAS (CONT'D)
                And now she got you, too.
      
      James eyes open wide, scared. He looks up to the circle of
      light. Lucy is there. With his phone in her hands pointing
      down at them.
      
                           LUCY
                 Smile!
      
      FLASH! She takes a photo with the phone. In the dimness, the
      flash light shows more detail than we would like to see: the
      bricked well; James and Nicholas; the twisted bodies of the
      kids below them. Hell in just a fraction of a second.
      
      Lucy disappears from the exit.
      
      James reacts. He grabs Nicholas in one arm and starts
      climbing up the rungs with the other.
      
      Up there, Lucy lets out a grunt as she pushes something
      heavy.
      
      James climbs fast. The circle of light gets closer.
      
      An object appears on the edge of the manhole.
      
      James looks up.
      
      He sees a glimpse of Lucy's Avengers backpack.
      
      The backpack falls, heavy, blocking the light and dumping
      James and Nicholas into darkness.
      
      James and Nicholas scream.
      
                                                   FADE TO BLACK
      
      ON BLACK
      
      All is silent, except for the terrified, ear-piercing scream
      of a teenager. It's Lucy.
      
                           LUCY (CONT'D)
                 My daddy! My daddyyyy!! Someone
                 help me, please! My daddy!

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      • #4
        Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

        Code:
        Waterman
        
                                                                FADE IN
        
        EXT. MOON FAR SIDE WATERMAN CRATER
        
        SUPER: WATERMAN CRATER AGRICULTURAL RESEARCH FACILITY
        
        A figure in a bulky moon suit, bathed in the light from the
        setting sun, looks at that sun, through a gold visor.
        
        The figure turns and makes its way down a hill and through a
        hatch into an air lock connected to a tunnel.
        
        Dim sunlight pours down into the air lock and tunnels through
        large overhead ports.
        
        The figure, DOCTOR ANN NEWMAN, 30s, unlatches and pulls off
        her helmet and steps out of the back of the bulky outer suit
        wearing a light weight jump suit.
        
        We follow as she enters a huge DOME the size of a few football
        fields.
        
        A tropical jungle on the far side of the moon.
        
        She takes a deep breath as she takes in the exotic green
        scenery.
        
        She walks to an inclosed cubicle in a stand of trees.
        
        INT. DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
        Behind her, leaning back in a chair, at a desk, with his
        boots up on the desk is Astronaut Biologist, KEN DETRICKS,
        30s.
        
        He's thoroughly engrossed in rolling a large conical joint.
        It's a beauty to behold.
        
                              ANN
                  Ken.
        
        Ken, startled, falls backwards out of his chair.
        He climbs back into his seat carefully salvaging his rolling
        project.
        
                              KEN
                  You've got to stop sneaking up on
                  people like that.
        
                              ANN
                  You're supposed to be studying the
                  botany not smoking it.
        
                              KEN
                  This is studying. I'm doing some
                  precision analysis.
        
        Ken closely examines the joint.
        
                              KEN (CONT'D)
                  There's only so much one can do with
                  lab equipment and then you've gotta
                  let the rubber hit the road.
        
                               ANN
                  What?
        
        Ken lights it and takes a drag. As he exhales...
        
                              KEN
                  You've gotta let the chips fall where
                  they are.
        
                              ANN
                  If you say so.
        
        Over the room speakers.
        
                              ERNEST (O.S.)
                  Ann, look at your monitor.
        
                               ANN
                  I'm there.
        
        THE BOX SEAT
        
        High up in the dome like a box seat at a sports stadium ERNEST
        CADMAN, 40s, Astronaut Biosystems Engineer, stands at a
        workstation surrounded by monitors that overlooks the entire
        dome farm.
        
        He studies a monitor and as he types at a keyboard...
        
                              ERNEST
                  We've got a meteor shower coming our
                  way.
        
        DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
                              ANN
                      (studies screen)
                  I see it. Start closing the outer
                  shutters.
        
                              ERNEST (O.S.)
                  Already started but, we're still
                  going to take some damage, I'm afraid.
        
                              ANN
                  We'll button up as best we can.
        
        THE BOX SEAT
        
        Ernest closes up the BOX SEAT enclosure.
        
        EXT. MOON OUTSIDE THE DOME
        
        On the surface we see a splatter of moon dust that looks
        like paint splattering.
        
        Then another.
        
        Then a boulder the size of a basketball explodes.
        
        The tiny but incredibly energetic meteors strafe the Moons
        surface in a line headed for the dome.
        
        They stop.
        
        Then
        
        INT. DOME
        
        KABOOM
        
        A loud explosion as a meteor the size of a football smashes
        through a closing shutter ripping the metal like paper, and
        puncturing the domes crystalline shell.
        
        KABOOM
        
        Another explosion as the same METEOR seconds later finds the
        ground.
        
        DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
        Ann and Ken look up.
        
                                  KEN
                     Holy ****.
        
        DOME METEOR IMPACT
        
        The METEOR is embedded in the nutrient rich soil of the dome.
        It smolders.
        
        Glowing green it BURSTS driving TENTACLES covered with tiny
        GREEN CRYSTALS into the ground around it.
        As the TENTACLES come in contact with different plants they
        take on the characteristics of the individual plants.
        
        DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
        Ann studies her monitor for a moment.
        
                                 ANN
                     Ken, I'm going to investigate.
        
        Ken at his workstation.
        
                                KEN
                    Put on a pressure suit the dome's
                    losing air.
        
        As Ann types on her keyboard...
        
                                ANN
                    I'm sending a couple of bettys to
                    find and repair the hole.
        
        UP ON THE SHELL OF THE DOME
        
        Cabinets open up and out come two BETTYS. They're car sized
        robots that cling to the shell of the dome. They start toward
        the hole created by the meteor.
        
                                ANN
                        (into headset)
                    Ernest, I'm going to check for damage
                    where the meteor impacted the ground.
        
                                ERNEST
                    Take lights, it's getting dark.
        
        INT. DOME
        
        Ann in a truck and wearing a pressure suit rolls slowly along
        a path in the direction of where the meteor landed.
        
        The lights of the truck light up a heavy tree root laying
        across the trucks path. She stops the truck.
        
                                ANN
                    Ernest, Ken, the road is blocked.
        
        Ann puts on her helmet gets out and checks out the root.
        
                                ERNEST (O.S.)
                    Debris from the meteor?
        
                                ANN
                    No it's a tree root. It's huge.
        
        Ann sees green glowing crystals spread along its root's
        length.
        
                                ANN (CONT'D)
                    There's strange green crystals all
                    over it. I'm going to get a sample.
        
                                 KEN (O.S.)
                    Good.   I'll set up the lab to examine
                    them.
        
        She takes a sample container and scoops up some of the green
        crystals.
        
        OVERHEAD the bettys have located the hole in the dome and
        are surrounding it with a gel. Some of the gel is pulled by
        the air escaping into space.
        
        The gel mixes with the dome's material and slowly closes the
        hole.
        
        BLOCKED ROAD
        
                              ANN
                  I'm going to look for the meteor, or
                  what's left of it in sector twenty
                  one.
        
        Ann walks back to the truck. The green crystals are on the
        ground and some of it is on the bottom of her boots.
        
        She gets back into the truck and pressurizes the truck. She
        pulls off her helmet and starts coughing.
        
        She looks down at the floor of the truck and notices the
        green crystals. She struggles to get her helmet on but passes
        out before she can.
        
        DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
                              KEN
                  Ann, just bring the sample back we
                  can investigate the meteor's point
                  of impact when there's more light.
        
        No response.
        
                              KEN (CONT'D)
                  Ann, do you read?
        
        No response.
        
                              KEN (CONT'D)
                  Ernest, can you see anything of Ann
                  from the box?
        
                              ERNEST
                  Not from here.
        
                              KEN
                  I'm going for her.
        
                               ERNEST
                  Gotcha.
        
        BLOCKED ROAD
        
        Ken pulls up in another truck. He gets out wearing a pressure
        suit.
        
        He looks inside Ann's truck. She out cold.     He tries to
        open it but there's a warning.
        
        "DANGER CRITICAL PRESSURE DIFFERENCE" on a small screen on
        the door.
        
                              KEN
                  Ernest, she's in the truck but I
                  can't get in. I'm getting a pressure
                  warning.
        
                              ERNEST
                  The pressure is back up to what would
                  be high elevation on Earth. Bypass
                  the lock, get in the truck, then
                  immediately repressurize the truck.
                  Use her truck to take her to the med
                  bay. I'll meet you there.
        
                                 KEN
                  Yep. Thanks.
        
        MED BAY
        
        Ken carries Ann to an exam table. He pulls off his helmet.
        There are green crystals all over Ann. He starts to cough.
        He grabs his helmet, but too late he passes out.
        
        Ken wakes up to see Ann sitting leisurely on an exam table
        eating an arm. He checks his arms then still groggy jumps
        off the table.
        
        Ann is covered with green crystals. They frantically crawl
        on her as she chews.
        
        Ken freaks out. He notices the green crystals on his own
        body and sees Ernest's lifeless and armless body on the floor.
        
        Ann looks up from eating. She takes a drink.
        
                              ANN
                  Well good morning, Sunshine. I
                  thought you were going to sleep all
                  day.
        
        She lets out a big long satisfying burp.
                              KEN
                  What are you doing?
        
                               ANN
                  Lunch. There's still plenty. Dig
                  in.
        
        Ken notices the green crystals swarming around his arm.
        
                              KEN
                  Well... I.. I am famished. Not much
                  we can do for Ernest at this point,
                  anyways.
        
        Ann hands Ken the rest of the arm she was eating, grabs a
        saw, and starts cutting on Ernest's leg.
        
                              ANN
                  It tastes like chicken.
        
        Ken takes a bite.
        
                              KEN
                      (chews)
                  You're right it does.    We have any
                  ketchup?
        
        EXT. MOON FAR SIDE WATERMAN CRATER
        
        SUPER: DAYS LATER
        
        Ann in a bulky moon suit, bathed in the light from the setting
        sun, views a gleaming MOON SHUTTLE through a gold visor.
        
        She promptly turns and makes her way down a hill and through
        a hatch into an air lock connected to a tunnel.
        
        Dim sunlight streams down into the air lock and tunnels
        through large overhead ports.
        
        Ann unlatches and pulls off her helmet then steps out of the
        back of the bulky outer suit wearing a light weight jump
        suit covered in green crystals.
        
        She walks to her inclosed cubicle surrounded by huge trees.
        
        DOME CONTROL CONSOLE
        
        Behind her, Ken, leans precariously back in a chair at his
        desk.
        
        He's thoroughly engrossed in rolling a large conical joint.
        It's a little ragged, but it'll do.
        
                               ANN
                  Ken.
        
        Ken, startled, falls backwards out of his chair. As he climbs
        back into his seat...
        
                              KEN
                  You've really got to stop sneaking
                  up on people like that.
        
        Ken lights up the joint, and takes a big drag. Exhales...
        
        Ann sprays the room with a can of air freshener.
        
                              ANN
                  We have guests coming.
        
        MOON SHUTTLE
        
        A shuttle flies towards the dome.
        
                              PILOT (O.S.)
                  Waterman, we're on final approach
                  and will be touching down on pad
                  one.
        
                              ANN
                      (in headset)
                  Good. Just in time for dinner.
        
                                                      FADE OUT

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        • #5
          Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

          Code:
          Brilliant Disguise
          
          FADE IN:
          
          EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE - GARDEN - NIGHT
          
          Decorated for Halloween, carved pumpkins, grinning plastic
          skeletons, fake spider webs, spooky orange lighting.
          
          Two rustic scarecrows with pumpkin heads sit together on a
          bench, a larger man with his arm around a smaller woman,
          their heads touching. Kinda romantic.
          
          CLOSE UP OF THE HOLLOW PUMPKIN HEADS
          
          reveals very unhappy human faces inside. Eyeballs rolled
          up, lips turned down. The people wearing the pumpkin heads
          are dead.
          
          CAMERA FLASHES light up the dead couple.
          
          DETECTIVE JERRY DONNER has seen it all before, nothing
          upsets him any more. He puts a cancer stick between his
          lips and flicks his lighter.
          
          MEDICAL EXAMINER BO NILES gives Donner a sour look. Niles
          wears a crime scenes snowsuit (white plastic coverall) and
          has the camera.
          
                                 NILES
                     Jesus Christ Donner I told you a
                     thousand times, no smoking around
                     crime scenes.
          
                                 DONNER
                     I'll put it out if they object.
                     You figure out what killed them
                     yet?
          
          Donner looks around, his eyes taking in every detail of
          the garden, the house.
          
                                 NILES
                     I only just got here, but if I had
                     to guess? Cardiac failure caused
                     by ingestion of poison.
          
          Donner raises a surprised eyebrow, color him impressed.
          
                                 DONNER
                     How'd you figure?
          
                                 NILES
                     No visible knife or bullet wounds.
                     Which makes me think it could be
                     poison or barbiturates. I'll have
                     to run--
          
          Niles breaks off, stares at a little girl (ALICE) who has
          appeared nearby, dressed as a witch. She carries a goodies
          bag and trails a broom behind her.
          
          Alice looks from Donner to Niles, then stares at the couple
          on the bench. Her forehead crinkles into a frown as
          thoughts form in her head.
          
          Donner notices her.
          
                                DONNER
                    Hey, how'd she get past the tape?
                        (to girl)
                    What the hell are you doing here?
          
          Alice jerks her head back over her shoulder.
          
                                ALICE
                    I live next door. Are they dead?
          
                                NILES
                    You shouldn't be here, honey.
                    Don't come any closer.
          
                                DONNER
                    You know them?
          
                                ALICE
                    Sure. Mr. and Mrs. Warwick. Her
                    name's Melissa and he's Andy, though
                    she calls him Spud.
          
                                NILES
                    Go home and tell your mom the police
                    are here and we're taking care of
                    Melissa and Andy.
          
                                DONNER
                    When was the last time you saw the
                    victims alive?
          
                                NILES
                    Jesus, Donner.
          
                                ALICE
                    This morning. Melissa said I should
                    come over tonight. She said she
                    had candy for me.
          
                                DONNER
                    Okay, you can go. But don't leave
                    town, I might want to ask you some
                    more questions later.
          
          Alice stares at the dead couple for a moment longer, feeling
          something. She turns around and trudges away, head bowed.
          She disappears behind a hedge.
          
                                NILES
                    I'm going to complete my examination
                    of the scene, then get these nice
                    people back to the lab so I can
                    see if my guess is right. Maybe
                    there are some more kids you can
                    terrify while I'm doing that?
          
                                DONNER
                    Little bitch wasn't terrified, she
                    was bummed she didn't get her candy.
          
                                NILES
                    Hey, you think maybe she was here
                    already but they didn't give her
                    enough, that's why she killed them?
          
                                DONNER
                    Right now that's the best theory
                    I've got. If it's poison, I want
                    to know what type and where I'd
                    buy some.
          
                                NILES
                    All part of the service, Detective
                    Donner.
          
                                DONNER
                    You check inside?
          
                                NILES
                    C.S.I. Hammond is doing that now.
          
          Donner gives the bench a wide berth as he heads for the
          house.
          
                                NILES (CONT'D)
                    Don't scare her.
          
          
          INT. HOUSE - HALLWAY - NIGHT
          
          Donner enters, looks around, heads into--
          
          
          INT. HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
          
          Couch and chairs have been pushed to the edge of the room,
          clearing the varnished wood floor. A big five-pointed
          star has been painted, in red, on said floor.
          
          CSI MILLY HAMMOND, wearing a snowsuit, is examining the
          star with a UV flashlight. Milly's backstory is unimportant
          right now but she is an attractive woman and Donner knows
          this.
          
                                DONNER
                    Blood?
          
                                MILLY
                    Red paint, interior gloss. I can
                    tell you the manufacturer and where
                    and when it was purchased.
          
                                DONNER
                    That's damn clever C.S.I. work.
          
                                MILLY
                    The paint tin's in the next room
                    and there's a receipt from a local
                    hardware store on the kitchen table.
                    Are you smoking at a crime scene?
          
          Donner holds up his cigarette.
          
                                DONNER
                    I can tell you the manufacturer
                    and where and when it was purchased.
                    So you can distinguish my ash from
                    all the other ashes you find. So
                    what's with the star?
          
                                MILLY
                    It's a pentagram. Often linked to
                    occult rituals. The five points
                    represent the four elements, water,
                    fire, earth and air, and the fifth
                    which is the spirit, or life.
          
                                DONNER
                    Like that Bruce Willis movie.
          
                                   MILLY
                    Die Hard?
          
                                DONNER
                    Leeloo Dallas multipass.
          
                                   MILLY
                    Leeloo what?
          
                                DONNER
                    Why would anyone paint a pentagram
                    on their living room floor? It's
                    a nice floor.
          
                                MILLY
                    Damned if I know. That's taking
                    this Halloween thing a little too
                    far, you ask me.
          
                                DONNER
                    You checked out the rest of the
                    house?
          
                                MILLY
                    Not in detail. Uniform did a room
                    to room. I'll work through them
                    all, see what turns up.
          
                                DONNER
                    What's your theory?
          
                                MILLY
                    I dunno. Could be a killer with a
                    really weird sense of humor. Or
                    it could be a suicide pact. What
                    about you? Any thoughts forming?
          
                                DONNER
                    Might be a sex game gone wrong.
          
                                MILLY
                    They had air holes, they'd still
                    be able to breathe.
          
                                DONNER
                    What if you stretched food wrap
                    around the pumpkins, then took it
                    off again once they were dead?
                    Asphyxiation, no obvious cause.
          
                                MILLY
                    If I find food wrap in the kitchen,
                    I'll let you know.
          
                                DONNER
                    Andy and Melissa Warwick. She
                    called him Spud.
          
                                MILLY
                    That's damn clever detective work.
          
                                DONNER
                    We do our best.
          
          Donner turns and exits back outside.
          
          
          EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE - FRONT DOOR STEPS - NIGHT
          
          Donner throws his cigarette into some flower bushes.
          
          He becomes aware that Alice stands nearby, watching him.
          
                                DONNER
                    You're not supposed to be here.
          
                                ALICE
                    Clarence didn't want Melissa to
                    give me candy, he said it was all
                    for him.
          
                                DONNER
                    Who's Clarence?
          
          Alice circles a finger beside her head.
          
          Donner's eyes widen in realization--
          
          
          INT. HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
          
          Milly enters, picks up a receipt from the kitchen table,
          reads it.
          
          ACME HARDWARE STORE - YOUR RECEIPT - some numbers - THANK
          YOU CLARENCE
          
                                MILLY
                    Andy and Melissa...
          
          The FRIDGE, which is not really a fridge, it's a MAN
          (CLARENCE) wearing painted boxes so he LOOKS like a fridge,
          comes alive behind Milly.
          
          Milly's face is suddenly covered in food wrap! Clarence
          tugs hard, cutting off her air.
          
                                CLARENCE
                    You're not taking my candy, you
                    bitch!
          
          Milly chokes and struggles but it's no good... can't...
          breathe!
          
          Clarence's eyes flick left. Then widen in surprise.
          
          Donner's in the kitchen doorway, looking over the barrel
          of his gun.
          
                                 DONNER
                    Freeze!
          
          Clarence spins Milly around and pushes her at Donner and
          makes a desperate box-legged run for the back door.
          
          BLAM! Donner hits him in the leg box, Clarence the Fridge-
          Man falls, wailing.
          
          Donner steadies Milly and unwraps the food wrap.
          
                                 DONNER (CONT'D)
                    You okay?
          
                                 MILLY
                    I am now. Jesus, is that...?
          
                               DONNER
                    Yep. It's a man disguised as a
                    fridge. Pretty clever disguise,
                    you ask me.
          
                                MILLY
                    You saved my life.
          
                                DONNER
                    We do our best. Dinner later?
          
                                MILLY
                    Not in a million years, Donner.
                    But thanks for asking.
          
          Footsteps -- NILES and a uniformed COP come running in.
          They skid to a stop, seeing Clarence on the floor. Clarence
          whimpers.
          
                                NILES
                    You got this?
          
          Donner lights a smoke.
          
                                   DONNER
                    I got it.
          
                                MILLY
                    Why did he paint a pentagram on
                    the living room floor?
          
          Donner circles a finger beside his head.
          
                                   DONNER
                    Maybe the voices in his head made
                    him do it.
          
          
          INT. HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
          
          Looking down at the red pentagram.
          
          The five-pointed star GLOWS.
          
          The glow fades.  It's just a painted pentagram again.
          
          
          FADE OUT

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          • #6
            Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

            Code:
            Arcade
            
            FADE IN:
            
            A comfortable family living room.
            
            Ernie sits at the table, writing out a cheque for the gas
            bill.
            
            Mildred, his wife of 40 years can be heard making tidying-up
            noises in the kitchen.
            
            CRASH!
            
                                   ERNIE
                       What on god's earth was that Mildred?
            
            Mildred pops her head through the serving hatch. An insane
            grin.
            
                                   MILDRED
                       Nothing dear...
            
            INT.   FRONT DOOR - LATER THAT MORNING.
            
            Ernie puts on his shoes in the doorway as his wife watches
            from over his shoulder.
            
                                   MILDRED
                       Don't be long if you're going into
                       town afterwards.
            
            EXT. TOWN CENTRE - LUNCHTIME
            
            Ernie has just dropped the letter into the town's single red
            letter box. He begins to walk away, the letter pops out again,
            onto the pavement.
            
            Ernie trots back and picks it up... shoves it back into the
            box...
            
            ... and it's ejected again.
            
            Ernie, sighs. Picks up the letter and pops it into the box,
            and waits, hand ready to intercept.
            
            Nothing happens.
            
            He yawns and walks away...
            
            We watch the box for a what seems like forever, but is just
            a few seconds, nothing happens.
            
            And then... from deep within the box, a malevolent chuckle.
            
            EXT. TOWN CENTRE LEADING TO BEACHES/ARCADES
            
            Ernie plods down a steep bank, and takes a turn into a parking
            lot, he walks awkwardly between a couple of parked cars, and
            he's quickly alongside the beachfront.
            
            He sees the lights glimmering over the entrances to several
            old style arcades, as the lights glimmer and blink on and
            off, his face registers excitement. You can see the child in
            him through those eyes.
            
            Above the first arcade Ernie is standing outside of... on
            the painted boards above the entrance, are the weird faces
            of a host of grotesque characters: ghouls, demons, maniac
            clowns.
            
            As Ernie stares up the eyes of these various characters
            seem to meet his, he watches the clown face intensely, that
            face has frozen-menace in the smile.
            
            Ernie rubs his hands together, he passes the bored man in a
            change kiosk and heads for the pinball machines, his hands
            flexing and releasing the change in his pockets.
            
            As he approaches the first machine, he slips a coin in and
            the lights begin to flash, he leans in and begins to make
            that ball fly around, bouncing off the sides, hitting the
            little levers that throw it onward when...
            
            Ernie is suddenly aware of the silence and narrowing of his
            vision, all around him darkness floods his vision, he sees a
            very limited viewpoint, as through he's looking out through
            a small rectangle, or letterbox, it appears to be a familiar
            street.... a few local shops in front of him and traffic
            noises. He sees the midriff of people walking up and down in
            front of him...
            
            ... is he actually inside a post box?
            
            A hand appears in front of him holding a letter, the letter
            is forced through the rectangle and Ernie jumps backwards...
            he looks down and sees at his feet a pile of other letters,
            he retrieves the one that has landed at his feet and ejects
            it through the rectangular slat... he continues to do this
            three more times... enjoying it when at last he leaves the
            letter and lets out a manical laugh...what has come over
            him?
            
            EXT. BEACH PIER
            
            Suddenly Ernie comes around, he is leaning, a little giddy
            now against the sea wall, just above the beach, watching a
            young couple playing with their dog.
            
            He shakes his head and clears his eyes, looking over his
            shoulder, he sees the arcade, he was just in there.
            
            Ernie watches the arcade and looks again at the clown face,
            the same expression, mock-grin, the clown appears to looking
            directly at him but Ernie decides that it would appear that
            way to anybody?
            
            Feeling down into his pocket, he checks his change, plenty
            of coins, spare change to use up in the arcade, he is about
            to walk back over when he sees an icecream vendor, in his
            van, and appraches his van.
            
            EXT. ICE CREAM VENDOR
            
            Ernie reaches up to grab his ice cream and catches the man's
            eye, who seems to be looking over him with a mocking
            expression... the grin is wide and a little bit unnerving...
            
                                  ERNIE
                      How are you today...
            
            With a burst of light Ernie finds himself back inside the
            arcade, he's playing once again on his favourite pinball
            game, the ball is flying about, the little levers twitching,
            just what he enjoysso much... the game is under his control,
            he is under its spell.
            
            So much so that he begins to look around the arcade at the
            other patrons, who are engrossed in play at various games
            and machines, pinball, old-skool Space Invaders when he spies
            two kids with their backs to him on a loud game in the corner.
            
            Both kids are unusually dressed, they seem to sense Ernie is
            watching, both turn around and they are both dressed as
            clowns, one winks at him, the other smiles, they turn away.
            
            Ernie scraches his head, turns back to his game...
            
            When the lights in the arcade suddenly flutter... and then
            it becomes dark... without the overhead lights the pinball
            machines and other games cast the only and decidedly eerie
            light upon the room. Flashing lights, not unlike being in a
            discotech when just as suddenly, the ceiling lighting is
            back on.
            
            Ernie becomes interested in a tall man in a long old coat on
            the game next to him...
            
                                  ERNIE
                      Was that a power cut of some sort?
            
            As the man turns around, his face is made up in the guise of
            a clown...
            
                                  ERNIE
                      Who the-
            
            And with a flash, Ernie is wiping his eyes again, as his
            vision returns he can hear the high-pitched wail of a lone
            seagull, and he suddenly realises that he is back by the sea
            wall, watching the same couple playing ball with their dog.
            
            Ernie looks over to the arcades, this time he avoids eye-
            contact with the clown face and decides to walk into the
            arcade next door to the one where he begun to accrue so many
            strange experiences...
            
            EXT. BEACH PIER
            
            As the couple we saw earlier climb the steps up to where
            Ernie had been standing, they notice something, lumbering
            away from them with his back to them is a man dressed as a
            clown, he has the huge circus clown pants... as he turns to
            look at them, we see Ernie's face, he smiles, but the smile
            is unnerving and the couple just watched, entranced, the
            clown-man continues into the arcade...
            
            EXT. FRONT DOOR - AFTERNOON
            
            The same couple approach the door, with their dog, who is
            waging his tail excitedly.
            
            The man presses the doorbell and waits... the door opens.
            Mildred appears and smiles, and beckons them in.
            
            INT. LIVING ROOM
            
            Mildred brings a tea tray into the living room and sets it
            down.
            
            She then sits down and begins to pour the tea.
            
                                  MILDRED
                      How was the beach?
            
                                  MAN
                      Oh...
            
                                  MILDRED
                      I bet it was warm down there today,
                      or was there a bit of wind.
            
                                  WOMAN
                      Well...
            
                                  MILDRED
                      Yes, I thought so, there's always a
                      bit of an offshore breeze at this
                      time of the year.
            
                                  MAN
                      You should have come with us mum?
            
                                  MILDRED
                      I don't often feel like going these
                      days, not since Ernie... I mean dad...
                      had that accident, Wayne...
            
                                  WOMAN
                      Where is he, by the way?
            
                                  MILDRED
                      Oh... he's upstairs, somewhere, he'll
                      be down in a moment.
            
                                   ERNIE
                      Hello all.
            
            Ernie appears from around the door, is standing with his
            arm in a sling.
            
                                  MILDRED
                      Come on in Ernie, have a cup of tea
                      with us, there are a few Rich Tea
                      biscuits there too, tuck in...
            
                                  WOMAN
                      Tell me Ernie, I mean 'dad', how did
                      you hurt your arm again.
            
                                   ERNIE
                      I-
            
                                  MILDRED
                      That cursed arcade, he was playing
                      on one of the pinball machines and
                      he got an electric shock, and it
                      made him leap back and fall over and
                      fracture his arm.
            
                                  WAYNE
                      But I thought he got it stuck in the
                      post box, trying to recover a card-
            
                                  MILDRED
                      That's what he tried to tell me but
                      I knew he'd been down the arcade
                      again...
            
                                  ERNIE
                      It was quite a shock, ever since,
                      I've felt like, well, this will sound
                      really strange, but that somehow...
                      there's two me...
            
            Chuckles all around.
            
                                     ERNIE
                         No... I mean it... I keep seeing
                         weird things, the other day I was in
                         the garden all morning, but according
                         to Mildred, I'd been out to post a
                         letter...
            
            DING-DONG.
            
                                     MILDRED
                         I'll get it...
            
            INT. FRONT DOOR
            
            Mildred approaches the front door, she can see somebody
            staring through the glass...
            
                                        MILDRED
                         Oh my...
            
                                     WAYNE
                         What is it mum?
            
                                     MILDRED
                         There's a man staring at me through
                         the glass... and...
            
                                        ERNIE
                         Who is it...
            
                                     MILDRED
                         Well, it's a man who appears to be
                         dressed as a clown. But... he looks...
                         oh my... he looks a bit like you
                         Ernie.
            
            FADE OUT.

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            • #7
              Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

              Code:
              "We still need to give it a title"
              
              
              Over a BLACK SCREEN we read in white letters...
              
              Streaming fire and smoke from insane eyes and the razor-
              cut crazy mouth and evil eye/ trailing evil black smoke
              from eyes that pierce your soul/ exploding flesh, pumpkins
              a bubblin' and broiling/ kids brawling and fightin' and
              rolling/ splat splat down walls/ splat splat down car door/
              pumpkin meat on windshield/the white washing left out
              over night/ kids screaming fighting nursin' wounds/ kids
              brawling on the crazy tiles of my road...
              
                                                      - the Narrator.
              
              INT. BEDROOM - HALLOWEEN NIGHT
              
              Elves, trolls, ghosts, ghouls, vampires, Frankenstein,
              Dracula over Billy's face, as the bedside lamp revolves.
              
              The rest of the bedroom is dark, light floods out from the
              the lamp and the procession of ghouls and horror figures
              leave the edges of the bedroom in complete darkness.
              Billy climbs off his bed. At the window he stares down at
              the street and...
              
              EXT. STREETSIDE - NIGHT
              
              ... sees SPIDER and his gang of FIVE IDIOTS with Pumpkins
              lit by internal candles, walking down his street in line,
              ready for anything that comes their way.
              
                                    NARRATOR
                        My name is Billy. I stay in my
                        room on Halloween ever since Spider
                        and his gang came into my street.
              
              Spider looks back up to Billy's window. Billy ducks down.
              
                                    NARRATOR
                        .. and that was the end for the
                        rest of us, Spider was after the
                        sweets and spare change, he'd turned
                        Halloween to his own personal
                        profit.
              
              Billy sits down and grabs a pencil.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        I sometimes try to express myself
                        in poetry, I use words, single
                        simple chains of words to show
                        what I see. It's not very good but
                        it's what I do okay?
              
              Over BLACK SCREEN in white lettering.
              
              Out on street, the fight was might and we won, Spider
              squashed, Spider beat, he'll never come back to our
              street......................
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        It's true, this is what happened.
                        About an hour from now. Let's fast
                        forward, to that...
              
              FLASH FORWARD
              
              EXT. STREETSIDE - NIGHT
              
              Billy pulls his door shut and creeping away... he looks
              behind him and sees four other boys huddled in the dark,
              around his age, that's ten.
              
              MIKE, SPITE, RASH and BIG-M.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        I'd better tell you more about my
                        friends. Mike is just called Regular
                        Mike, because, well, he's a regular
                        guy... Spite isn't really spiteful,
                        but he got the name somehow and it
                        stuck... Rash... he's the one to
                        watch, does everything as soon as
                        it enters his head. He waanted to
                        scrap with Spider at school. Big-M
                        stopped all that. Big-M is really
                        big, I mean HUUUUGE, trouble is,
                        he can't keep up. Oh... he got his
                        name because any time you want to
                        find Big-M, you can find him,
                        well............... you know where,
                        eating his favourite burger.
              
              Long awkward pause.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        Oh yeah, where were we? That's
                        it... on the street, we'd lined up
                        and were waiting for Spider and
                        the Idiots to come back up the
                        street and low and behold there
                        they were... working the doors on
                        my side of the street.
              
              Big-M chewing on a bread bap, he pulls it out of his mouth
              like he's biting somebody's head off.
              
                                    BIG-M
                        Did Spider call at your house last
                        year Billy?
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        Sure did.
              
                                    BIG-M
                        And...
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        Mum and dad gave him some candy.
              
                                    BIG-M
                        That's too much, he's getting more
                        done over than he would have been
                        for that one alone...
              
              Spider and his gang are huddled outside a doorway, down at
              the bottom of the cobbled street, we can see him under the
              porch light, thick-necked, spotty necked, green bomber
              jacket...you get the idea.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        You're getting bored, or confused,
                        I can tell. Well this is what
                        happened about five minutes from
                        now...
              
              WIDEN SCREEN suddenly and with BLACK BARS AT TOP AND BOTTOM
              of the screen FOR THAT DRAMATIC WIDE SCREEN EFFECT.
              
              Action ensues...
              Spike and the Idiots begin to storm up the hill, it's not
              quite so much a storm as more a sorry scene of much PANTING
              and SWEATING and WHEEZING...
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        That would be all those evenings
                        of swigging pop and smoking outside
                        the local Off Licence.
              
              ...however, before they arrive, and in slow motion, each
              straining face, seeming like the faces you sometimes see
              as they go over-the-top in war films...
              
              HOLD ON THAT IMAGE! ... a FROZEN IMAGE of Spider and
              friends.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        Yeah, slow motion, war film style,
                        going-over-the-top... except in
                        war films you haven't got this
                        bunch of losers...
              
              We move to a new image and frame, the 'preparation scene'
              where we get to see Billy and his gang turning pumpkins
              into bombs, we see them inserting fireworks into the
              pumpkins... and placing them on the ground, in a line...
              
                                    RASH
                        I haven't spoken yet, I thought
                        that myself, Mike and Spite, were
                        just here to do the action scenes,
                        or worse yet, be killed off.
              
                                    SPITE
                        Yeah, Billy never said anything
                        about this being a self-reflexive
                        script and so we never thought
                        we'd get a speaking part. I thought
                        I was just here to get covered in
                        pumpkin and do some fight scenes.
              
                                    MIKE
                        I'd just like to speak, because
                        everybody else has, I don't think
                        Billy's poetry is relevant here.
                        It doesn't work, despite the stream
                        of images against a BLACK SCREEN,
                        we'd be better just SHOWING what
                        happened!
              
              We go back to the FROZEN IMAGE of Spike and the Idiots
              just to remind you he's still there and waiting... for a
              split second.
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        The timing is out now guys, we
                        need to get to the action and like
                        now!
              
              ACTION SCENE
              
              Unfreeze Spider and his Idiots running up the hill, hacking
              coughs and awkward movements...
              
              Pumpkins rolling down the hill, bobbing over the cobbles
              with sparklers and fire spilling out of their eyes, a BANGER
              Suddenly EXPLODES...
              
              Billy and his friends have donned ghost outfits and are
              running and SCREAMING like banshees towards them, wafting
              sparklers over their heads and jumping around like
              maniacs...
              
              Suddenly a pumpkin explodes, pumpkin meat spraying
              everywhere, onto walls, car doors...
              
              EVERYBODY STOPS...
              
              BOTH GANGS EYE ONE ANOTHER...
              
              LIGHTS BEGIN TO COME IN WINDOWS, PORCH LIGHTS FLICK ON...
              
                                    BILLY/NARRATOR
                        And everybody ran... I mean
                        everybody, Spider ran down the
                        hill... easier that way...
              
              We see Spider struggling to run down the hill...
              
                                    RASH
                        Yeah, and we went the other way...
                        you may have noticed that Mike was
                        in and out of shot, that's because
                        he was in charge of the camera.
              
                                       MIKE
                        Yeah...
              
              We see the camera put down on the cobbles for a moment and
              then Mike's face appears, he stares into it and takes out
              a hankerchief and wipes over the lens.
              
              Suddenly, we leap jaggedly into a BLACK SCREEN.
              
                                    SPITE
                        ...about then, we ran out of film,
                        we couldn't afford any more so I
                        just added this bit over the BLACK
                        SCREEN in audio only.
              
              nb. A note from the scribe. This script was sribbled out
              based upon the film, which was largely improvised, with
              some parts written on messy paper by Billy, paper what was
              covered in different colours, inks such as reds, greeens,
              but Billy said to just record what we did here.
              Oh.. that's it really.

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              • #8
                Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

                Code:
                Montgomery
                
                BLACK SCREEN, and then:
                
                A cottage, both remote and shrouded in darkness.
                
                ... the night around and behind the cottage is not quite
                what you might call inky-black, but it's very close indeed
                on this night... of all nights.
                
                SUPER:
                
                HALLOWEEN, 2017
                
                ...before us is the little gate, and then the little pathway,
                and then the little porch with the black iron porch light.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          ... and if you can get as far as the
                          porch?
                
                We pull back to reveal three boys, Tarquin is slighly taller
                than the others. Cecil and Montgomery are the same height.
                
                                      CECIL
                          Bullshit.
                
                Each wears their own version of "goth", not quite goth
                perhaps, but the long black trench coats are ostentatious,
                expensively lined. Kids from rich backgrounds who care about
                the tailoring... and lined coats are this years must have.
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          I'll walk right up and ring that
                          bell.
                
                Then there's the make-up. Reds, blacks, and white streaks.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          Then you'll die.
                
                Montgomery steps back, so as to get a better look at Tarquin.
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          Hmm, as an Oxford science graduate,
                          I'm naturally bound to doubt you.
                
                Cecil, remains rooted to the spot, hasn't made up his mind
                who to back.
                
                                      CECIL
                          I'm not so sure Monty, I've heard
                          things, people talk about 'the
                          cottage'.
                
                Tarquin leans his head back, exhales deeply, the air fills
                with the smoke of his breath. Monty watches him nervously.
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          And what do they say?
                
                                      CECIL
                          That it's even more haunted than
                          Borley Rectory.
                
                Montgomery laughs, he then coughs, choking on the cold.
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          ...my dear boy, there is no
                          comparison, nowhere was EVER more
                          haunted than the Rectory.
                
                                      CECIL
                          I do exclaim Monty... for a physics
                          student you always seemed very taken
                          with the supernatural?
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          I'm a theology student.... and
                          Montgomery has always been far more
                          involved in that side of things, he
                          even joined that society?
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          The "Fire and Damnation" Club.
                
                                      CECIL
                          Known as Fire and damn.
                
                An owl hoots and it solemn cry carries on the cold air.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          I thought the College Authorities u
                          shut you down?
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          They did... but we went underground...
                          our natural home dear boy.
                
                Montgomery lets out a maniacal laugh. Cecil looks nervously
                at Tarquin.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          To approach a little door and ring
                          should be a cake walk for a former
                          member of Fire and Damn huh?
                
                Montgomery's eyes seize on Tarquin and his well aimed
                sarcasm, his smile disappears.
                
                                      MONTGOMERY
                          Don't bait. Okay.. okay... let's see
                          now?
                
                Montgomery adjusts his collar.
                
                We see the cottage framed in FULL SCREEN, there is something
                ominous about this little house, the windows are dark and
                the rooms are behind HEAVY blinds which remain closed in the
                day.
                
                                       CECIL
                          I spoke to somebody who knows somebody
                          who works at the letting company who
                          are responsible for trying to rent
                          this place out to students.. or as a
                          holiday let.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          And what did they say?
                
                                      CECIL
                          That... that... it's always very
                          cold inside and they never manage to
                          let it for long.
                
                                       MONTGOMERY
                          What else?
                
                                      CECIL
                          That they only clean it once a year
                          and the two cleaners always go in
                          together whilst a gardener, who has
                          the keys, remains outside.
                
                Montgomery watches Cecil intently.
                
                                      CECIL
                          They also said that the house has
                          got the better of many these cleaners,
                          the same ones rarely return more
                          than twice!
                
                Each of the boys turns to   look at the house. Tarquin
                shudders.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          It's okay Monty, you don't need to
                          go up to the door. We'll let it slide,
                          nobody has to know that you-
                
                                       MONTGOMERY
                          NONSENSE!
                
                Montgomery screams.
                
                                       CECIL
                          But Monty?
                
                Montgomery raises his right arm in protest. Begins to walk
                down the pathway towards the porch.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          Careful Monty.
                
                                      CECIL
                          Monty, maybe we should join you.
                          Maybe we should join him, Tarquin?
                
                Tarquin is watching intently.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          Hmm...I don't think so.
                
                As Montgomery approaches the porch, he looks down, as though
                measuring every step. The tension builds. Suddenly, just as
                Montgomery moves his right shoe towards the little mat in
                front of the door the porch light WINKS on.
                
                Cecil and Tarquin jump backwards. Tarquin recovers and smiles,
                Cecil throws him an extremely concerned look.
                
                                      CECIL
                          I never knew the cottate had power?
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          It's not quite...
                
                The ghostly light from the porch lamp seems to be building,
                becoming ever brighter and brighter when suddenly the front
                door to the cottage flies open...
                
                ...the whole house seems to EXHALE, a great screaming
                outbreath of wind and eerieness.
                
                Montgomery is frozen, his arms are outstretched, his hair
                stands up on end and then..................
                
                ... he is SUCKED OFF HIS FEET INTO THE COTTAGE AS THE FRONT
                DOOR SLAMS SHUT.
                
                A deep silence follows.
                
                Tarquin and Cecil stand side by side with eyes fixed on the
                house.
                
                                      CECIL
                          So is that it?
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          ... Yes.
                
                                      CECIL
                          And so we'll never see him again?
                
                                         TARQUIN
                          Never.
                
                                      CECIL
                          Where do you think he is now?
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          Who knows... hell... maybe?
                
                                      CECIL
                          I never liked him.
                
                                         TARQUIN
                          Me neither.
                
                                      CECIL
                          He was a bully.
                
                Tarquin removes a cigarette from his coat pocket. As he offers
                Cecil a cigarette he notices that Cecil is unable to prevent
                his hands from shaking, they share a look.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          He drowned a friend of mine you know.
                
                                      CECIL
                          Drowned him, but how?
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          He fell in after a midnight row in a
                          punt. Montgomery just laughed whilst
                          he thrashed around in the water until
                          he went under.
                
                                      CECIL
                          He used to threaten two of the
                          students I board with... and get
                          them to do write his essays.
                
                                      TARQUIN
                          And much else I'm sure.
                
                                         CECIL
                          Shall we go?
                
                                         TARQUIN
                          Lets...
                
                As the boys withdraw... the cottage is once more shrouded in
                darkness.
                
                As we watch the porch lamp WINKS on. Slowly the brigtness of
                its unearthly white light returns... the light builds in
                intensity...
                
                BLACK SCREEN.

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                • #9
                  Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

                  Code:
                  No Teefs
                   
                  FADE IN:
                  
                  EXT. CITY ALLEY - NIGHT
                  
                  A lone surviving street light brightens and dims, brightens
                  and dims, on the verge of dying.  The alley below is sprayed
                  with graffiti and littered with filth.  Rats scurry in and
                  out of trash cans and beside sleeping drunks.
                  
                  Two men, one blind, small and spidery, the other, an over
                  seven foot high, mountain of muscle, not much older than a
                  boy, walk together.
                  
                  The small one, known as the PROFESSOR wears dark sunglasses
                  and shuffles gingerly, feeling along with his cane and
                  staying to the center of the alley.  The other, GRUNT, ranges
                  back and forth, side to side, full of energy.
                  
                  The Professor steps into a deep hole filled with stagnant
                  filth and falls forward on his face.  He scrambles out,
                  groping for his cane and sunglasses.
                  
                                       GRUNT
                             Watch out!  Big hole.
                  
                                       PROFESSOR
                             Thank you, my friend. The warning
                             was well intentioned if not a
                             little late.
                  
                  The Professor starts walking again, feeling his way forward,
                  only to step into another hole, again falling face down.
                  
                                       GRUNT
                             Grunt mean, watch out, that hole.
                  
                                       PROFESSOR
                             Of course, thank you again, Grunt.
                  
                                       GRUNT
                             Look, Fessor, look!
                  
                                       PROFESSOR
                             What is it, my good fellow?
                  
                                       GRUNT
                             Hurted man--bad hurt.
                  
                  Against a wall, a man lies stiff, dried blood from a head
                  wound on the ground around him.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Dear me, perhaps he needs our
                            assistance. Is he breathing?
                  
                  Grunt grabs the dead man's neck in one huge hand.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Stiff--cold.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Foul play, most likely--poor man.
                            Has his wallet been lightened?
                  
                  Grunt picks up a wallet from the ground and looks through it.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Wallet, no money.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Another robbery--what is this city
                            coming to?  What about his watch?
                  
                                         GRUNT
                            No watch.
                  
                                         PROFESSOR
                            His shirt?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Icky, bloody.
                  
                                         PROFESSOR
                            Trousers?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Gone, Fessor.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Beasts! This city is full of
                            uncivilized ruffians.  I suppose
                            his shoes are gone as well?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Shoes gone.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            As I thought, and what about his
                            socks?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Good socks, no hole.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Well, my large friend, he won't be
                            needing those, now will he?
                  
                  Grunt pulls the socks off the corpse.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Undies too?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            No... no, let's leave the man some
                            dignity.  We're not animals for
                            God sake.
                  
                  
                  EXT. MACY'S RESTAURANT - NIGHT
                  
                  A worker, from Macy's comes outside with a couple of trash
                  bags and puts them in garbage cans.  The Professor waits
                  until he hears the door close and goes to the garbage.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Hungry, my immense friend?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            McDonald, ketchup?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Alas, no, McDonald's is not
                            financially within our means
                            tonight.  We'll dine here instead.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Poo! Want McDonald ketchup.
                  
                  The Professor eagerly approaches the garbage.  Grunt stays
                  away.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Ah, an extraordinary smorgasbord
                            of culinary delights awaits.  Why
                            the aroma alone causes my mouth to
                            water.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Icky--garbage.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            I prefer to describe it as
                            pre-owned and under appreciated
                            leavings.  Oh, but I do have a
                            Ding-Dong for you.
                  
                  Grunt rushes over, while the Professor digs the Ding-Dong out
                  of his pocket.  Grunt grabs it and leaves.
                  
                  As the Professor starts digging through one of the cans a
                  huge rat jumps out and runs down the alley.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Fat rat!  Big.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            And healthy I assume.  I tell you,
                            this establishment serves excellent
                            cuisine.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Look, Fessor.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                                (to himself)
                            This feels good.  I wonder what it
                            is.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Fessor, look!
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                                (mouth full)
                            What is it, Grunt?
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Girl--look.
                  
                  Underneath a street light, a young street walker, LULU,
                  advertises for business.  Grunt rushes over to her, the
                  Professor reluctantly leaves his meal and feels his way
                  along, following Grunt.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Looking for some action?
                  
                  Grunt stares.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Nice... nice... nice...
                  
                  The Professor arrives.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            I believe what my tongue tied
                            friend is trying to say, is that
                            you have a nice--
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure, I think I get the--
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Nice neck--nice.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Oh... thank you.
                  
                  Grunt smiles, rocks side to side.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Girl--one person.  Fessor--one
                            person.  Grunt--one person.  Is
                            fifdy person.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            No, Grunt that's not--
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Five person?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            No, sorry.  Use the calculator.
                  
                  Grunt pulls a calculator out of his pocket and occupies
                  himself by pushing buttons.
                  
                                      LULU
                            What's his deal?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Grunt is autistic.  You've heard
                            of idiot/savants, right?
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            He's got the first half of that
                            down.
                  
                  Grunt returns, holding the calculator, beaming.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Three, Fessor?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Good job, Grunt.
                                (to Lulu)
                            I'm known as the Professor, my
                            rather large colleague is Grunt.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Lulu.
                  
                  She sticks her hand out for the Professor to shake.  He can't
                  see it.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                                (to Lulu)
                            You do?
                  
                                        LULU
                            What?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            He's curious about your occupation.
                                (to Grunt)
                            She's a lady of the evening--a
                            faded flower, a--
                  
                                        GRUNT
                            Whore?
                  
                                      LULU
                            I liked the way he said it better.
                  
                  Grunt lunges at Lulu, picks her off the ground and
                  goes for her neck.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Grunt, down!  Down!
                  
                  Grunt lets her drop and backs away.
                  
                                      LULU
                            What the hell was he doing?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            I presume he was gumming your neck.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Grunt's a vampire.  Sadly he would
                            never floss or brush properly--now
                            he suffers the consequences of
                            poor dental hygiene.
                  
                                        GRUNT
                            No teefs.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Poor thing.  It must have been
                            hard on him, as a child.
                  
                                       PROFESSOR
                            He grew up in Arkansas--no one
                            noticed.  We get by.  I feed him
                            ketchup packets, and the odd
                            Ding-Dong.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            McDonald ketchup.
                  
                                      LULU
                            He lives on that?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Doesn't he look healthy to you?
                  
                  She stares at Grunt, likes what she sees.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure.  So what do you two do?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            We're grifters--a little down on
                            our luck, right now.  But that'll
                            change.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Grunt hurt people sometime.
                  
                                         LULU
                            Grifters?
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            We work the con, an honorable
                            profession.  Grunt works the
                            inside and I'm the lookout.
                  
                                         LULU
                            Oh, I see.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Yes, well, unfortunately, I don't.
                            I'd like to extend a proposition
                            to you.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure, but I don't do group
                            rates.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            No, no, dear lady, join us.  I
                            need your eyes, Grunt needs your
                            brains--your neck, maybe.  The
                            sky's the limit.
                  
                                      LULU
                            Well, I'd have to--
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Look at us--pity us.  Grunt
                            doesn't have enough sense to come
                            in out of the sun, and I can't
                            help him with that.  What have you
                            got to lose?
                  
                                      LULU
                            Yeah, sure, I guess.
                  
                  Grunt grabs her and gums her neck.
                  
                                      LULU (CONT'D)
                            Professor, he's doing it again.
                            Not that I mind so much, but--
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Grunt, down--down, Grunt.
                  
                  Grunt drops her.
                                      GRUNT
                            Grunt sorry.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            He likes you, I think--here
                            feed him a ketchup packet.
                  
                                      LULU
                            This is Tabasco sauce.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Oh, dear, that would explain a lot
                            of strange behavior, lately.
                  
                                      GRUNT
                            Hurts to poo.
                  
                                      PROFESSOR
                            Yes, I suppose it would, poor
                            fellow.
                  
                                                                 FADE OUT:
                  
                                      THE END

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                  • #10
                    Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

                    Code:
                    Dog
                     
                    FADE IN:
                    
                    EXT. CITY STREET -- NIGHT
                    
                    A BLIND MAN, in shabby clothes, leans against a wall and
                    listens.
                    
                    A giant, THOMAS, clean cut, well muscled and out of place,
                    approaches, a large, ugly DOG walks beside him.
                    
                                         BLIND MAN
                               Can you spare a quarter?
                    
                                         THOMAS
                               No, but he can.
                    
                    Thomas turns, looking down the empty street.  A loud, red
                    Ferrari, rounds the corner and accelerates toward them.
                    
                                         THOMAS (CONT'D)
                               Dog!
                    
                    The dog runs into the street.  The car swerves, but still
                    hits the dog, square, and stops.
                    
                    The DRIVER jumps out.
                    
                                         DRIVER
                               ****!  That stupid--
                    
                                         THOMAS
                               --That dog meant a lot to me.
                    
                                         DRIVER
                               Look, pal, it ran right out--
                    
                                         THOMAS
                               --You were going too fast.
                    
                                         DRIVER
                               Hey, hey--you're not shaking me
                               down, pal, my dad runs this--
                    
                                         THOMAS
                               --A price will be paid--a price you
                               can well afford.
                    
                    The driver starts to protest, but stops, abruptly, when
                    Thomas grows in size and his eye sockets burn with flames, as
                    he stares at the driver.
                    
                                         DRIVER
                               What?...  What price?
                    
                    Thomas points to the blind man.
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              Give him twenty-five thousand
                              dollars.
                    
                                        DRIVER
                              Twenty-five thousand--
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              --A small price.
                    
                                        DRIVER
                              Yeah... yeah, sure, I can write a
                              check.
                    
                    The driver writes the check--hands it to the blind man.
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              You can go.
                    
                    The driver gets in his car, backs away from the dog and
                    speeds off.
                    
                                        BLIND MAN
                              Mister, is it really a check for
                              twenty-five thousand?
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              Look for yourself.
                    
                    The blind man's eyes widen as he looks at the check, then
                    around him.
                    
                                        BLIND MAN
                              Thank you, mister, thank you!
                    
                                        THOMAS
                                  (smiling)
                              Better cash it, before our good
                              Samaritan changes his mind.
                    
                                        BLIND MAN
                              Thank you--bless you.
                    
                    The blind man leaves, leaving Thomas alone with the dog, who
                    still lies in the street.
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              Dog!
                    
                    The dog jumps up and trots up to Thomas.
                    
                                        DOG
                              The indignities I suffer.  The
                              indignities.  You're not satisfied
                              to make me walk around on all
                              fours, like an animal--no, you
                              must--
                    
                                        THOMAS
                              Shut up, Beelzebub, before I make
                              you crawl on your belly, again.
                    
                                                                   FADE OUT:
                    
                                        THE END

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                    • #11
                      Re: Entries - Halloween 2017 contest

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                      FADE IN:
                      
                      EXT. FOGGY CEMETERY - NIGHT
                      
                      A sea of tombstones under a bright full Moon.
                      
                      
                      EXT. OUTSIDE THE CEMETERY GATES - NIGHT
                      
                      KYLIE, a cheerleader hottie, ED, a skinny nerd with glasses,
                      and DESDEMONIA, a Goth chick, stand outside the locked gates.
                      Ed rattles the padlock and chain.
                      
                                            ED
                                I g-guess that settles it.
                      
                      Kylie pushes past him, climbs up and over, lands and strikes
                      a cheerleader "TA-RAH!" pose.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Come on team, let's go.
                      
                      Ed reluctantly climbs.  His pants get snagged at the top.
                      Kylie sighs with exasperation and turns away.  THUMP.  Ed's
                      lying on the ground.  He picks himself up.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Keep the noise down.
                      
                                            ED
                                Sorry.
                      
                      Desdemonia fans out her long lacy skirt and shows her shiny
                      black spike heel boots.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                And just how do you expect me to
                                climb wearing these?
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Maybe you should have brought your
                                broomstick?
                      
                      Kylie sets off among the tombstones.  Ed's torn between
                      following her and waiting for Desdemonia.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                You better go after your girlfriend.
                      
                                            ED
                                She's not really my girlfriend.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Well, duh.
                      
                      Ed hurries after Kylie and disappears.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Jesus!  F***in nerd!
                      
                      
                      EXT. THE GRAVE - NIGHT
                      
                      Ed joins Kylie.  They stare at a tombstone.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                So young.  So tragic.
                      
                                            ED
                                I didn't know him very well.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Davy was everything you're not.
                                Handsome, muscular, tanned, buff.
                      
                                            ED
                                Thanks.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                He loved playing football.  It was
                                his life.
                      
                                            ED
                                Then he died doing something he loved.
                                We should all be so lucky.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Lucky?  He broke his neck, you dork.
                      
                                            ED
                                Well, yeah, but...
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                The last f***in minute of the game
                                and ten guys pile on top of him, and
                                that makes him lucky?
                      
                                            ED
                                That's not what I meant...
                      
                      Desdemonia arrives fussing over a giant tear in her skirt.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Thanks for helping me, guys.  Not.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You're the one who wanted to come
                                along, Sally-Ann.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                There is no Sally-Ann any more, I
                                have renounced that identity.  Society
                                has no right to impose its labels
                                upon me.  I am Desdemonia, Mistress
                                of the Night.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Shouldn't you be out trick-or-treating
                                somewhere?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                I'm meeting up with friends later.
                                We're going to scare the s*** out of
                                some kids.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You're so cool.  Where's the book?
                      
                      Ed pulls out THE BOOK, bound in dark leather, with gold
                      lettering on the cover, flowing squiggles and loops.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Can I see it?
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Don't touch it.  The Book of the
                                Dead must be treated with reverence.
                      
                                            ED
                                We found it on E-Bay.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                You bought a Book of the Dead off
                                the internet?
                      
                                            ED
                                Bidding was intense.  I maxed out my
                                mom's card.  She's going to hit the
                                roof when she finds out.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                What does it say?  Can you actually
                                read it?
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Of course we can read it.
                      
                                            ED
                                I scanned the pages and translated
                                it online.  There's this Egyptology
                                site with ancient c-curses and all
                                k-kinds of weird s***...
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Just show her.
                      
                      Ed opens the cover and several printed sheets fall out.
                      Everyone bends to pick them up.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You klutz!  Can't you be more careful?
                      
                      Desdemonia reads a couple of sheets.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Wow, cool beans.
                      
                      Kylie snatches them off her and gives the sheets to Ed.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                The words must not be read aloud.
                                Not yet.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                What are we waiting for?
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Midnight.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                That's hours away!  Can't we do it
                                now?
                      
                      Kylie looks doubtful.
                      
                                            ED
                                You know, it's already midnight in
                                other parts of the world.  And the
                                full Moon is at zenith.  And it is
                                Halloween...
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                All Hallows Eve.  When a portal opens
                                between the mortal world and the
                                shadow world, allowing the living
                                and the dead to pass in either
                                direction with impunity.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Why thank you Buffy, that's very
                                helpful.  Okay, let's do it.
                      
                                            ED
                                There's just a slight problem...
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                You're not chickening out are you,
                                Ed?
                      
                      She clucks and flaps her arms, chicken-style.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You know, it becomes increasingly
                                more obvious why you do girls.  That
                                look just isn't a turn-on to men.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Eat me.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Noooooooo thank you!  What is the
                                problem?
                      
                                            ED
                                I didn't bring the knife.  My mom
                                was in the kitchen.  I didn't want
                                her to think I was in a gang or
                                something.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You didn't bring the knife.  You
                                DIDN'T BRING THE KNIFE.
                      
                      Kylie grabs Ed and pulls him nose to nose.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You *******, how are we supposed to
                                shed blood if you didn't bring the
                                f***in knife?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Whoa there, butch.  Let the kid go.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Butt out, lesbian bitch.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Did you guys ever see The Hunger?
                      
                      Kylie and Ed share a "Huh?" moment.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Catherine Deneuve, most beautiful
                                woman ever, she plays this immortal
                                vampire, only there's no fangs, that
                                would be très uncool.  She slashes
                                her victim's neck open with a knife
                                hidden in her ring.
                      
                      Desdemonia shows them her ring, a big silver skull.  She
                      twists it open and a half-inch blade gleams.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Holy s***, the bitch is packing.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                You want blood?  You only had to
                                ask.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Sweetie, I take it all back.  You
                                are a useful human being after all.
                      
                      Kylie lets go of Ed and smoothes out the creases.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Got a little carried away there.
                                Sorry.
                      
                                            ED
                                That's okay.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                So how is this supposed to work?
                      
                                            ED
                                We read a verse from the Book of the
                                Dead, the "resurrectus necros," and
                                we give our blood unto the earth.
                                Then we c-call upon the power of
                                Book of the Dead, the Moon, and the
                                c-cosmos.  I think.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                I'm not picking up a c-confidence
                                vibe here.
                      
                                            ED
                                I'm a little nervous.  It's my first
                                time bringing someone back from the
                                dead.  And this place spooks me.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                The sooner it's over, the sooner you
                                go home.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                So we all have to shed blood?
                      
                      Ed checks the sheets.
                      
                                            ED
                                Yeah, it says everyone who's present
                                at the ceremony must give.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Cool.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                I swear, if I get H.I.V. from that
                                s***ty tin ring I'll scratch your
                                eyes out.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Relax, I only use it to clean my
                                toenails.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Gross.
                      
                                            ED
                                I'm gonna read the verse, okay?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                You speak ancient Egyptian?
                      
                                            ED
                                The language isn't important, it's
                                the intention that matters.  Okay,
                                are we ready?  As soon as I finish,
                                you c-cut me, her, you.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Cut me first.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Gladly.
                      
                                            ED
                                     (reading sheet)
                                Deliver unto us...  from a distant
                                place...  that which rests here...
                                let him come forth...  let him hear
                                the call...  of what he desires most.
                      
                      Pause...
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Is that it?
                      
                                            ED
                                Yeah.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Hold out your hands.
                      
                      Desdemonia slashes Kylie's hand, Kylie YELPS!  She slashes
                      Ed's hand, he sucks in air.  She slowly draws the ring across
                      her own palm, making a red line.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                I give my blood unto the earth.
                      
                      She holds her hand over the grave, blood drips.  Ed does the
                      same.  Then Kylie.  Drip drip drip.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                We call upon the power of the Book
                                of the Dead, and the Moon, and the
                                cosmos.  We invoke the resurrectus
                                necros.
                      
                                            ED
                                You're a natural.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                I have an affinity for these things.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Shut UP!  Shouldn't something be
                                happening?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                How long does it usually take?
                      
                      Ed flips through the Book.
                      
                                            ED
                                It doesn't say.  M-maybe I should
                                have translated the next chapter.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Will he be, you know, dead?  As in,
                                a corpse?  All icky and stinky?
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Eeew!  That's not how it works!
                      
                                            ED
                                He'll come back as we remember him.
                                That's what the Book says.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                When he gets here?  You guys need to
                                take a hike.  Me and Davy have things
                                to talk about.  Private things.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Uh-huh.  You know, screwing a dead
                                guy has got to be the height of
                                desperation.  A good-looking girl
                                like you could do better.  You need
                                to move on.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                I can't move on.  I love him.  That's
                                it.  Go ahead, laugh if you want, I
                                don't care.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Nobody's laughing, honeybunny.  I
                                hope it works out.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Of course it'll work out.
                      
                      A low RUMBLING noise builds.  They quickly step back from
                      the grave.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Oh.  My.  God.  It's working.  He's
                                coming back.  Davy's coming back!
                      
                      THE GRAVE BURSTS OPEN, showering them with earth!
                      
                      A helmet-wearing football JOCK leaps up, grabs the Book of
                      the Dead from Ed and runs off through the graveyard, ducking
                      and dodging as if the tombstones are opposing players diving
                      to stop him.  He vanishes into the night.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                What the f***?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                He's gone.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Gone where?  I'm right here!
                      
                                            ED
                                I never saw anyone move so fast...
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                I'M RIGHT HERE!  I'm right here.
                                Dammit.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                I guess he heard the call.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Why didn't you stop him?
                      
                                            ED
                                Why didn't you?
                      
                      Kylie belts him on the jaw, Ed goes down.  Desdemonia steps
                      between them.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Don't you get it?  Your boyfriend
                                came back for what he desired most.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                You don't know what you're talking
                                about!  Just look at you, dressed
                                like a ho, and you, weed-oh.  You
                                clowns distracted him.  I should
                                have done this alone.
                      
                      Kylie runs off after the jock, her voice fading.
                      
                                            KYLIE
                                Davy!  Daaaaay-veeeee!  Come back
                                here, you son of a bitch!
                      
                      Desdemonia helps Ed stand, and brushes him down.
                      
                                            ED
                                What's she mad at me for?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                It's Halloween.  People go a little
                                crazy.  Come on, let's go get a coffee
                                or something.
                      
                                            ED
                                Are you sure?  I thought you were,
                                you know.
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                Nah, I just say that to keep the
                                goofballs away.  I like skinny guys.
                                The skeletal look, you know?
                      
                                            ED
                                What if she doesn't find him?
                      
                                            DESDEMONIA
                                What the hell.  There's always next
                                year.
                      
                      They leave together.
                      
                      FADE OUT
                      
                      The End.

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