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Feedback on script (kinda long)
« on: December 10, 2003, 01:53:10 PM »
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I'm writing this piece of crap for a school assignment. Thanks.

            1. Phone Call

            INT. ROOM -DAY

            A sparse room. A chair, a TV, a phone. JERRY, a twenty
            something slacker looking guy, picks up the phone, dials.

                                JERRY
                      Will!

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Not much. How are you?

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Good. Listen, man, can you do me a
                      huge favor?

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Yeah, I remember.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...No. I won't...

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      Will, come on. I need your help.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Yeah...your car...

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      I need you to take me to Red Creek
                      City...

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      What does it matter what I need to do
                      there?

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      I need to go there to identify a body.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...My uncle.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...I'm his only, uh, living relative.

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Well, they don't know that it's him.
                      It might not be him. That's why I have to
                      go to Red Creek City to identify it-him
                      the body.

            Long beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      I don't know how he died.

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      ...Listen man, can I please get a ride to
                      Red Creek? I'll pay for the goddamn gas.

            Beat.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      I know how far away it is. They can't
                      bring the goddamn body here.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      Thank you, Will. Thank you.

            FADE OUT

            FADE IN
            2. Pick up

            EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING -THE NEXT DAY

            JERRY sits on the curb, a backpack over one shoulder, reading
            a paperback. After a while, a beat up car pulls up. JERRY
            marks his place with a playing card, puts the book in his
            pack, and gets in the car.

            INT. CAR -DAY

            The car is strewn with CDs, cigarette packs. WILL sits in the
            driver's seat. He's wearing shades and looks slightly more
            motivated JERRY. He is speaking on a cell phone.

                                JERRY
                      Hey, man. Listen, I...

                                WILL
                      No, of course not. But...

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Jen, I gotta go...

                                JERRY
                      ...Tell her I said 'Hi'...

            Beat.

                                WILL
                      Jerry says 'Hi.'

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Jerry...Jerry, my friend, Jerry.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      I'm taking him to Red Creek City. I told
                      you.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      ...to identify a body...his uncle...I
                      don't know...Jen. I gotta go.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      He doesn't have a car!

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      I don't know. 2-3 hours.

            Long beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Sorry... I love you. Bye.

            Beep. He hangs up.

                                JERRY
                          (nervous laugh)
                      Women! Right?

            WILL faces JERRY, stares at him.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      Anyway, man, I really appreciate this.

            WILL keeps staring at JERRY.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      What? What? Man, I can't tell what you're
                      looking at when you wear those.

            WILL looks towards the road, starts the car.

            FADE OUT

            FADE IN

            3. Driving

            Jerry and Will sit silently while the drive down the highway.
            Jerry coughs.

                                WILL
                      So this uncle...what's his deal?

            Jerry coughs again.

                                JERRY
                      Um, well, I only ever met him twice. He
                      was in and out of prison a lot.

                                WILL
                      Oh?

                                JERRY
                      Uh, the, uh, first time... I was ten and
                      my mom took me to see him in prison.

                                WILL
                      Your mom took you to see him in prison?

                                JERRY
                          (nervous laugh)
                      Yeah? Can you believe it. I just sat
                      there while she talked to him through the
                      glass, the wire, the wall thing, ya know?

                                WILL
                      Yeah.

                                JERRY
                      And I remember him asking my mom, "What
                      the hell happened?" and then he just
                      started crying.
                      I remember it because it was the first
                      time I'd ever seen a grown man cry.

            Will looks at Jerry.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      And he just kept crying and saying "Sis,
                      what happened, Sis? What went wrong?"

                                WILL
                      That's a bummer, man.

                                JERRY
                      Tell me about it. Taking a kid to see his
                      uncle in prison. Jeez.

            Long beat. Will is cut off and he honks the horn.

                                WILL
                      Asshole! Can you believe it?

            FADE OUT/IN

            Still driving

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      What was the second time?

                                JERRY
                      Huh?

                                WILL
                      The second time you saw your uncle.

                                JERRY
                      Oh. Uh, at the funeral...my mom's
                      funeral. He was one of the few people who
                      showed up. And it was weird. He just came
                      in, didn't say a word to anyone, not me,
                      not anyone. He didn't cry, or anything,
                      either.

                                WILL
                      Huh.

                                JERRY
                      ...and when the service was over, he was
                      the first to leave.

                                WILL
                      Did you cry?

            Jerry scratches his forehead.

                                JERRY
                      No. No, I don't think so.

            FADE OUT/IN

            Will lights a cigarette.

            Jerry coughs.

                                WILL
                      Music?

                                JERRY
                      Yeah...yeah, sure.

            Will puts in a CD.

            Rock music plays very loudly, Will turns it down.

                                WILL
                      Sorry.

            Will takes a drag.

                                JERRY
                      Who is this?

                                WILL
                      I don't know. It's a mix.

                                JERRY
                      Oh.

            FADE OUT/IN

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      What about you? You ever go to a funeral?

                                WILL
                      Uh...

            Will throws his cig out the window.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Yeah. Two. Well, three, if you count the
                      cat I had when I was a kid.

                                JERRY
                      Yeah. Yeah, that counts.

                                WILL
                      Yeah, okay, well, three then. The, uh,
                      the first I don't really remember too
                      well, but, uh, well it was this friend of
                      my dad. He had a, uh, heart attack, or
                      something, I think. Anyway, my dad bought
                      me a comic book after that for being so
                      well-behaved. And then, uh, when I was
                      11...

                                JERRY
                      Can we get off here real quick, man?

                                WILL
                      Yeah, I could use a quick break, too.

            They exit off the highway and pull up at rest stop. They both
            get out.

            EXT. REST STOP -DAY

                                JERRY
                      You want me to, like, drive, for awhile?

            They start walking towards the rest stop.

                                WILL
                      The insurance doesn't cover it.

                                JERRY
                      Oh.

            INT. REST STOP -DAY

                                WILL
                      So anyway, my cat, my cat died of old
                      age, I guess, and my dad buried it. And
                      that was that.

            They walk to the back, towards the restrooms.

            INT. RESTROOM -DAY

                                WILL
                      And the last funeral I went to was only a
                      few months ago, actually.

            Jerry goes in the stall, Will stands before a urinal.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      It was my aunt. Lung cancer. Pretty
                      surreal actually. But she left me some
                      money, anyway.

            EXT. REST STOP -DAY

                                WILL
                      You know what? Screw the insurance. You
                      drive.

                                JERRY
                      Yeah, okay.

            FADE OUT/IN

            INT. CAR -DAY

            Jerry drives. Will is asleep in the passenger seat, snoring
            loudly.

            FADE OUT/IN

            INT. CAR -NIGHT

            Jerry parks in a hospital parking lot. He pulls out his
            wallet, removes a slip of paper, and gets out.

            FADE OUT/IN

            INT. CAR -NIGHT

            Jerry gets back in the driver's seat. He pokes Will.

                                JERRY
                      Wake up, man.

            Will groggily gets up.

                                JERRY (CONT'D)
                      You wanna see a movie or something?

            Will sits up.

                                WILL
                      What? Where are we?

                                JERRY
                      We're at the hospital.

                                WILL
                      A movie...? What, the hospital? Your
                      uncle?

                                JERRY
                      Yeah, yeah, it was him. You wanna see a
                      movie or something?

                                WILL
                      Well, what happened?

                                JERRY
                      What happened? Oh, well, he was stabbed.

                                WILL
                      Oh. Well...

                                JERRY
                      Come on, man, let's go see a movie.

            Jerry starts the car.

                                WILL
                      Why didn't you wake me up? I wanted to
                      see.

                                JERRY
                      You're a morbid son of a bitch, you know
                      that? It was a dead body. My dead uncle.
                      Pretty surreal actually.

                                WILL
                      Huh?

                                JERRY
                      It's just a dead person, man. I doesn't
                      mean anything. People die all the time.

                                WILL
                      Yeah, yeah.

                                JERRY
                      This is America.

                                WILL
                      What?

                                JERRY
                      I said, "People die all the time."

                                WILL
                      Yeah.

            FADE OUT/IN

            EXT. STREET -NIGHT

            Will and Jerry walk down the block. Will talks on his cell
            phones.

                                WILL
                      So, yeah, I was his uncle.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      He was stabbed. He was stabbed, right?

            Jerry nods.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      He was stabbed.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      I don't know who stabbed him. How should
                      I know that? You know who stabbed him?

            Jerry shakes his head. They reach the movie theater.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Jerry doesn't know, either. Listen, we're
                      gonna see a movie now.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Of course not "Flowers." I know you
                      wanted to see "Flowers."

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Jen, I'll be back tomorrow. We can go out
                      and do something, we'll see "Flowers"
                      then.

            Beat.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Ok, love you. Bye.

            They approach the ticket counter.

                                WILL (CONT'D)
                      Two for uh, "The Molotov Experiment"
                      please.

                                TICKET SELLER
                      That'll be 16 dollars. And sir, we ask
                      that you please turn your cell phone off
                      during the movie for the courtesy of the
                      other patrons.

            Will turns his cell phone off.

                                WILL
                      It's off.

            The ticket seller gives him the tickets.

                                TICKET SELLER
                      Enjoy the movie, sir.

            Jerry and Will walk in to theater.

            FADE OUT

            The end.
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