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Hi, the one with bad english again. I decided to practise my english by just writing as much scripts as possible, to get used of it eventually ( at least I hope so ).
This one is about a systematic invasion by evil ******s. I bet it still contains a lot of clueless sentences, I hope someone can point out some obvious ones for me
. Thx in advance!
edit: crap! Wrong section ffs!
This one is about a systematic invasion by evil ******s. I bet it still contains a lot of clueless sentences, I hope someone can point out some obvious ones for me
. Thx in advance!edit: crap! Wrong section ffs!
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INT. BASEMENT - DAY A small classicly boring basement, filled with fear. Sirenes wail annoyingly O.S. A slightly distorted male voice repeats a message endlessly over the radio. MALE VOICE (V.O) Do not leave your houses, it’s not save, take shelter fast. INSERT: RADIO A steady fist hammers on it. The voice disappears, leaving the place left alone with the rhythmical sirenes. JACK (O.S.) Shut up, ***got. JACK SEVERLIN (30), white male, handsome broad man, founders upstairs as his seven years old daughter lays on a small mattress. His wife RITA KENT (29), very pretty, is placed on a chair aside her daughter, desperately trying to console the frightened kid. RITA Come back here! It’s not save, why don’t you ****ing listen for once in your lifetime! Jack, not caring at all, continues the pace. JACK Oh please, don’t be so naive Rita. Like 10 centimeter concrete will protect you from a 200 ton’s son of a bitch. If it decides to pulverize us, we’re doomed anyway. (beat) Besides, I could use a beer, those dreary sirenes deliver me one hell of a headache. KITCHEN RITA (O.S.) Yeayea, throw yourself into booze again, coward! Jack cracks open the fridge to serve himself a fresh beer. JACK Shut up woman, if I want a preach, I’ll visit church. Jack closes the innocent fridge with an agressive slam, opens up the beer with his teeth and spits the cap in the sink. DAUGHTER (O.S) Are we going to die mommy? RITA (O.S.) Of course not, sweetheart. Daddy is clueless. LIVING ROOM Jack plops down in the couch and exchanges his beer for the remote controller on the coffee table. INSERT: THE TV It hops up. Jack zaps through the channels, however always the same crap. A NEWS READER repeats the same message over and over again. NEWS READER (V.O.) Do not leave your houses, direct danger for meteorite strikes! take shelter, god bless you all. JACK Got to be ****ing kidding me. Jack zaps through some more channels, no improvement. JACK Ah come on! He starts to push the buttons like a madman, pissed off. Eventually he rests his case by voluntarily exchanging the remote for his beer again. JACK Scared ****s. He takes a huge swig as the sirenes stop whining. A sign of relief appears on Jack’s face. JACK At last! I hope a meteorite nuked the damn thing. With the beer in his hand, Jack marches outside through the front door. The sun burns unrelentingly hard. What an incredible sunny day. Jack gets a taste of it, and has enough of it pretty fast. EXT. JACK’S HOUSE - DAY Jack wears sun glasses now. More people come outside to snif up some fresh air. Ah it feels good to be out again! JACK’S POV The empty Ocean everywhere. What an excellent, beautiful view. He lives at the coastline. MALE (O.S.) Have you seen it? BACK TO SCENE Jack’s NEIGHBOUR, smartass first class, beer belly, optimist, joined him. Jack doesn’t seem to be overjoyed with the company. JACK Seen what? The neighbour laughs goofily. NEIGHBOUR The meteorite, silly. Jack tries to get rid of him asap. JACK Oh, so that’s what the sirenes were for! I thought they set an evening clock for the kids. The neighbour doesn’t seem to get he’s not welcome at all. NEIGHBOUR No, there were meteorites allright. The neighbour is so anxious to hear that one question. He’s almost spelling it out for jack himself. Jack understands that he won’t get lost without that question. He gives up. JACK (reluctantly) So... Did you see them? Finally! NEIGHBOUR As a matter of fact I did see some! I stood on beach the whole time, observing them through my telescope, as brave is my middle name! Jack rolls his eyes. JACK (unenthusiastic) Wow, how heroic. NEIGHBOUR I know man. I recorded one impact into ocean, want to see it? JACK Yea sure. NEIGHBOUR GREAT! Follow me! The neighbour takes off on the beach as Jack hesitates a second. JACK This day couldn’t get worse anyway. He takes another swig of his beer, however spits it out again, it must taste awfully. The beer is probably nearly boiling due the hot weather. JACK Well, at least I thought it couldn’t. EXT. BEACH - DAY The neighbour trips towards his telescope, where he digs up a camera out of a sports bag. Jack slanders mindlessly a bit behind. The neighbour can’t wait to show the tape. NEIGHBOUR Come on, hurry up lazybones. Jack arrives at the "fun" spot. The neighbour hands over the camera triumphantly. NEIGHBOUR I’m planning to put it on youtube. This **** will make me famous! JACK I bet it will. NEIGHBOUR Press play. INSERT: CAMERA SCREEN A giant fireball intrudes the atmosphere, descending to earth. JACK (O.S.) (sincere) That’s.... quite amazing. NEIGHBOUR (O.S.) Yes it is. We’re very lucky as we speak. I predict it only crashed about 500 miles from here. A huge splash arises as it reaches the water surface. Jack passes the camera back. JACK Don’t meteorites crumble as they descend down the atmosphere? NEIGHBOUR Normally they do. JACK Then why is this one different? EXT. DEEP WATERS - OCEAN - DAY An enormous mysterious ship penetrates the dark ocean. It doesn’t look earthlike at all. NEIGHBOUR (V.O.) This one is special, I’d call it... The unbreakable.
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