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Creative Corner => Filmmakers' Workshop => Topic started by: coffeebeetle on September 26, 2003, 09:31:53 AM

Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: coffeebeetle on September 26, 2003, 09:31:53 AM
Hi everyone.  Just a little something I conjured up last night.  If any of you read my earlier script with the two gangsters, this is an addendum.  Joe in that script is Tom in this one, and what you're about to read here happens before the kidnapping.  Naturally I'll have to rewrite the Joe script and get rid of Winston, because Tom isn't a gangster anymore.  Hope that didn't confuse the shit out of you.  Please exeuse the formatting on this too, and thanks for any positive or negative feedback on this.  Later.

INT. HAIR SALON-DAY

Quick shots of women in various stages of "beauty"--in hair curlers, hair wrapped in towels, in blow dryers.  The camera moves down the aisle, taking the "ambiance" of the salon in, before parting the curtains to the back room to reveal:
TOM and JOSEPHINE, a couple in their late 20s.  Tom is rather scraggily-looking with shoulder length black hair, a t-shirt and jeans.  Josephine is beautiful in a gaudy way with tight black vinyl pants, a leopard-skin top and heavily-sprayed hair.  They're kissing passionately.  She's holding a bagged lunch.

      Josephine: (pulls away)  Sweetie, I've gotta get back to work.  Ms. Ryder's hair's gonna catch on fire if she stays in that blower a minute longer.

      TOM: Okay, but look, I didn't come here just to bring you lunch.  

      JOSEPHINE: Oh really?

      TOM:  I've got great news.

      JOSEPHINE: You got fired from the restaurant?

      TOM: Are you being funny?  How the hell is that funny?

      JOSEPHINE: It's not, but it'd be great news.

      TOM: Why? I need that job.

      JOSEPHINE: Jesus Tom, c'mon.  You've been a dishwasher for a year.  Your father's offered you a job about twenty times now at his shop.  What kind of guy doesn't like repairing cars?

      TOM: This guy doesn't like cars.  We're gonna have another stupid argument again, I know it.

      JOSEPHINE: I'm just trying to open your eyes sweetie.  
                         (She embraces and kisses him)
                        I can't be in love with a dishwasher for the rest of my life.

      TOM: Why does it matter when we love each other?

      JOSEPHINE: It matters alot.  Love isn't everything.

                         (She takes out a broom)
                        So what's your news?  I've gotta get back up front.

      TOM: Well, I...I'm getting you a ring next week.  

      JOSEPHINE: For what?  My birthday was last month.

      TOM: For my health Josie...no, seriously though, I...

      JOSEPHINE: You what?

      TOM: I wanna get married.  We've been together since high school and I realize that there isn't gonna be anyone else I could love more.  

      (Josephine laughs.)

      TOM: What's so goddamned funny?  I'm being serious.

      JOSEPHINE: You're not being serious.  You're proposing to me in the back of a hair salon.  You're a dishwasher.  I would've taken this seriously back in high school, but you were too busy eating glue.  

      TOM: I can't believe you.  

      JOSEPHINE: Well believe me baby.  Hell, I'd rather you were in the mob than a dishwasher.

       TOM: You mean that?

       JOSEPHINE: I've gotta get back to work.  We'll talk about this later.

       (She leaves through the curtains.  He pursues, pannicky.)

      TOM: Since when did you become so materialistic.  

      JOSEPHINE: Whoa! How can you accuse me of being materialistic?  I'm turning down your ring.  It's called being practical.  I'm 26, you're 25 and still living in your mother's basement.

     TOM: So you're saying no you won't.

     JOSEPHINE: Won't what?

     TOM: (exasperated, crestfallen) Marry me!

     (Heads in the salon turn.)

    JOSEPHINE: (hushed) We'll talk about this later.

    TOM: No, we'll talk about this now.

    JOSEPHINE: Would you stop being so fucking stubborn?  Wake up.  Get outta here.

     (Tom's speechless.  After a moment's hesitation, he storms out.)
Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: metroshane on September 26, 2003, 09:36:21 AM
Pretty good play so far.
Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: coffeebeetle on September 26, 2003, 09:39:29 AM
I'm actually planning on shooting this.  Anything else you hated about it? :)
Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: SoNowThen on September 26, 2003, 09:48:11 AM
Interesting characters, lots of potential.

One thing: a bit heavy on the backstory. Parse that info throughout the rest of your story, rather than telling us everything about them through their dialogue in this scene.

The glue line, btw, was hilarious!!
Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: coffeebeetle on September 26, 2003, 10:01:51 AM
Glad you called me on that backstory complaint.  I was concerned about that, but I felt that it was important you know their history just enough to understand why he was so "crestfallen."  Anyway, I'll definitely take that into consideration.
Title: A quick read...if you please :)
Post by: Weak2ndAct on September 26, 2003, 01:58:58 PM
Yeah, I found it to be a little *too* expository for my tastes as well.  It feels like the characters are spouting their life stories back and forth.  Remember, it's always better to show people doing something than talking about it.  Hell, I'd rather see him propose right there and get shot down.