Who Killed The Easter Bunny? Easter entry 04

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                   EXT. CENTER CITY - NIGHT
    
                   We pan over a four lane traffic jam. It stretches for blocks.
                   The cause of this mess is a crime scene.  Yellow tape
                   sections off a huge square of the street.  The outline of a
                   Bugs Bunny type character has been made in white tape.
    
                   A gurney, with a sheet pulled up, sits to the side.  A hand
                   peels back the sheet to reveal the face of...The Easter
                   Bunny.  Ears contorted, tongue hanging out the side, eyes
                   rolled up in his head.
    
                   DET. SUNDAY and DET. EASTER stand over the gurney, they
                   grimace.
    
                                       DET SUNDAY
                             That's the Easter Bunny all right.
    
                   INT. CRIME SCENE - NIGHT
    
                   The echo of choppers high above bounce off the skyscrapers. 
                   Det. Sunday and Det. Easter stand over the outline of the
                   body, Sunday looks skyward.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Why would someone wanna push The
                             Easter Bunny off a seventy story
                             roof?
    
                                       EASTER
                             I don't know, Sunday.  But Easter
                             is in two days, this is not good.
    
                                       CSI GUY (O.S.)
                             Detectives!
    
                   Sunday and Easter turn.  A Crime Lab guy approaches holding a
                   tweezer, pinched between the tips is a piece of a Hershey bar
                   wrapper.  The H-E-R-S-H can be seen.
    
                                       CSI GUY
                             We found this on the roof.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                                 (to Easter)
                             Looks like it's time to wake
                             up...The Candy Man.
    
                   INT. SQUAD CAR - MOVING
    
                   Sunday drives, Easter sits shotgun.  He turns to Sunday.
    
                                       EASTER
                             I know how much you hate this
                             holiday, but you're welcome to
                             dinner at my house.
    
                   Sunday doesn't break his trance on the road.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             It's not Easter to me anymore, it's
                             just the day she packed up, took
                             the kid, and left.
    
                   Easter stares straight ahead, Sunday's sullen eyes never
                   leave the road.
    
                   EXT. THE CANDYMAN'S MANSION
    
                   Made of dark, dark chocolate.  A pool filled with milk
                   chocolate sits out front.  Sunday and Easter walk up to the
                   huge door.  Sunday uses the giant chocolate knocker to bang
                   on the door.
    
                   It's slowly pulled open.  A frail, old Butler stands at the
                   entrance way, his shiny tuxedo made from the foils of candy
                   wrappers.  Sunday and Easter flash their badges within inches
                   of the old man's face.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             We need to see The Candyman.
    
                   INT. THE CANDYMAN'S STUDY
    
                   All the furniture is made of various chocolates, dark, milk,
                   white.  A fountain sits in the center of this room.  Thick,
                   glossy, chocolate spills out of the Angel's mouth.  Sunday
                   and Easter look around and take it all in.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Freaky.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN (O.S.)
                             Gentlemen.
    
                   Easter and Sunday turn.  THE CANDYMAN, age unknown, stands at
                   the door way.  He himself is made from chocolate.  He wears a
                   robe made from the wrappers of various chocolate bars.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             We got some question for you.
    
                   The Candyman walks over to the bar, and plucks a wine glass
                   from behind.  He walks over to the fountain and fills up the
                   glass with the liquid chocolate.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             A drink?
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             None for me.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             I suppose you think I killed the
                             Easter Bunny.
    
                   Sunday and Easter glance at each other.  Sunday turns back to
                   the Candyman.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             How'd--
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             Police scanners, Sunday.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Way I hear it is, The Easter Bunny
                             had fifty large on the Pats in the
                             Superbowl.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             He was paying it off in candy.  I
                             didn't kill him.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                                 (not convinced)
                             You might've gotten impatient
    
                   Sunday pulls out a plastic bag which houses the Hershey's
                   wrapper.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Explain why this was at the crime
                             scene then.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             Lots of people eat chocolate,
                             Sunday.
    
                                       EASTER
                             You expect us to buy that?
    
                   The Candyman focuses in on the wrapper.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             Can I see it?
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             It's evidence in a murder Candyman,
                             I can't let you lick the wrapper.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             Open the bag, let me smell it.
    
                   Sunday and Easter look at each other, shrug.  Sunday opens
                   the bag.  The Candyman lowers his nose in, and takes a deep
                   breath.  He takes in the aroma, almost tasting it.
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             That bar had almonds in it.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             So?
    
                                       THE CANDYMAN
                             I don't eat almonds.  They get in
                             the way of the chocolate.  I'm not
                             your man, fellas.
    
                   Sunday eyes him up.  The Candyman smiles, flashing his brown,
                   rotted teeth.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Yeah, well, stick around.
    
                   EXT. MANSION - DRIVEWAY
    
                   Easter and Sunday walk back to their car.
    
                                       EASTER
                             If not the Candyman, then who?
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Who'd wanna frame The Candyman for
                             the Easter Bunny's death?
    
                   They stare at each other a moment.
    
                                       EASTER/SUNDAY
                                 (same time)
                             Redz.
    
                   EXT. SHIPPING/LOADING DOCKS - NIGHT
    
                   Sunday and Easter approach a warehouse.  A large sign hangs 
                   Redz's Produce. 
    
                   INT. REDZ' PRODUCE
    
                   A large cargo of carrots, lettuce, cabbage is being unloaded
                   by the workers.
    
                   Sunday and Easter stand to the side and talk with REDZ.  He
                   has orange hair and the narrowing body of a carrot.
    
                                       REDZ
                             I had nothing to do with it.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Ah, come on, everyone knows The
                             Easter Bunny was in on that job
                             that took down one of your trucks.
    
                                       REDZ
                             I wouldn't kill anybody.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             And you're into The candy man for
                             what?  Seventy? Eighty grand?
    
                                       REDZ
                             You got nothing, Sunday.  You're
                             reaching.  Get off my property and
                             don't come back without a warrant.
    
                   Sunday eyes Redz down.  Easter grabs him by the arm.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Forget it, Sunday.  It's Produce
                             Town.
    
                   EXT. PARKING LOT
    
                   On their windshield is a note.  Sunday opens it.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                                 (reading it)
                             If you wanna know who killed the
                             Easter Bunny, I'll be on the roof.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Roof? What roof?
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Thee roof, Easter.
    
                   EXT. ROOF OF SKYSCRAPER - NIGHT
    
                   The metal door pushes open, Sunday then Easter step out onto
                   the roof.  Empty.  Easter shrugs.  He walks over to the edge.
    
                                       EASTER
                             I don't get it.  No one's here.
    
                                       SUNDAY (O.S.)
                             Seek and ye shall find.
    
                   Easter turns.  Sunday has a devilish look in his eye.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Sunday...you?  Why?
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             He was runnin his mouth down at
                             Peep's Tavern.  'Everybody loves
                             the Easter Bunny'.  Yeah!?  Well
                             not me, pal!
    
                                       EASTER
                             You planted the candy bar wrapper.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             Damn almonds.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Sunday, I gotta take you in.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             No Easter, I gotta take you down.
    
                   Sunday charges him.  Easter side steps.  Sunday tries to
                   stop, but skids towards the edge, he falls over, but just
                   catches the edge with his hands.  Easter bends down.
    
                                       EASTER
                             Give me your hands, I'll pull you
                             up.
    
                   Sunday looks up at him.  Shakes his head.
    
                                       SUNDAY
                             What for?  I've lived through all
                             the Easters I want to.
    
                   Sunday lets go.  His body falls to the concrete below.
    
                                       EASTER
                             No!

  • #2
    Simply delicious!

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    • #3
      This might have been good, but the â€We pan…†made me stop reading.


      Kidding. I liked this a lot. The Candyman was a fantastic visual character. A very funny piece, but a little sad, too, if you know what I mean.

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