I'm opening a script with a dream sequence. But I don't want the audience/reader to know it's a dream until after it's over. Or should I not even worry about that detail and just put Dream Sequence in the Scene Heading? thanks
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EXT. BACKYARD GARDEN - DAY A yellow-jacket hovers around the ear of NORMAN KITTLESBERG, mid-40s and uglier than the weeds he's pulling. He swats at it, but it's smarter than he is and won't be discouraged so easily. It swoops back in and lands on his earlobe. Within seconds, Norman is a flurry of panicked motion and expletives. LAURA -- mid-20s, with a grace and cover girl beauty (even when dressed in overalls and a t-shirt) that contrast strongly with Norman's unattractiveness -- rushes over to him. LAURA What's going on? What's wrong? NORMAN Goddamn f cking worthless c cksucking garden, that's what's wrong! Norman falls onto his ass, defeated. Laura kneels next to him, caresses his hair. LAURA What happened? NORMAN Got stung by a wasp. LAURA Where? Norman points to his ear. She examines it. It's red and rapidly swelling and it makes her crinkle her nose in disgust (which Norman doesn't see). LAURA Aw. Poor widdle guy. My poor widdle Normie. Norman wipes the tears from his cheek. NORMAN When I find that wasp, I'm gonna kill him and his whole goddamned family. And I'm gonna do it slow. Laura smiles, kisses the top of Norman's head. He winces. NORMAN You'll see. He won't get away with it. LAURA No he won't. NORMAN That wasp's gonna regret the day he tangled with Norman Kittlesberg. LAURA That naughty, nasty bee. Laura turns the sensuality meter up ten notches on the attention she's giving him. LAURA Oh, Mr. Kittlesberg. NORMAN Oh, Mrs. Kittlesberg. He grins, momentarily forgetting the pain. She kisses his forehead, his nose, his cheek -- and then moves to his neck (bypassing the earlobe, which is now the size of a baseball). He licks his chapped lips and gets into the act... Within seconds they're going at it like horny squirrels. Norman unbuttons Laura's blouse and focuses his attention on her exposed nipple. He opens his mouth to feast-- The raucous BEEPING of an alarm comes out of his mouth, much to his puzzlement and chagrin... CUT TO: INT. BEDROOM - MORNING The ALARM continues. A lump under a tangle of sheets and blankets stirs. There's a muffled groan. The lump tosses the blankets off itself, revealing -- LAURA. She silences the alarm and smiles. LAURA Oh, Normie. Today's the day. Today's the day you're gonna notice me! She looks radiant and gorgeous despite the bedhead.
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