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Thursday, January 29, 2015

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Is This Chick Crazy?

So here's what this is.

I am writing a movie, it's my first. So far a guy moved into his girlfriend's house, loved her madly and then woke up one day to find that she did something totally psycho.

Here's everything so far.

http://tcqscripts.blogspot.ca/2014/12/i-am-not-weirdo.html


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DOUGLAS
Jesus Abby. Are you really crazy?

GRANT
What if she is Doug?

DOUGLAS
Then she'll need my help.

Douglas takes note of Grant's reluctant expression.

DOUGLAS
I was going to propose to this one.
(beat)
I am going to propose to this one.

 GRANT
Dude, don't think like that right now. Think about what you're going to do to get her help, because I really don't know what you can do.

DOUGLAS
Find a doctor...

GRANT
Doctors won't see her unless she wants to be seen. 

DOUGLAS
I'll talk to her.

GRANT
Her dad said he'd kill you if you came back.

DOUGLAS
We'll see if he meant it. I am going back. Fuck him.
 
Grant cracks open another beer. 

GRANT
I think you should walk away, dude. Sorry. I mean; this is some shit.

DOUGLAS
That's not an option. I can't. I love her.

GRANT
 She's bad news Doug. She's crazy. Not just girl "crazy", actual crazy. You can never be comfortable around her after this. You'll never sleep again, god knows what you'd wake up to if you did. IF you wake up!

Douglas fall quiet.

GRANT
I am sorry to say this to you but it needs to be said. This girl just showed you a HUGE red flag...fuck that, this girl just showed you a room full of dolls that she molested. There is no clearer "stay away" sign. That's FUCKED. I didn't want to say this before but I am scared shitless of her now. Seriously. I am glad this happened now, before you got any deeper into this. 

Douglas doesn't respond.

GRANT
I know you loved this girl but...she's dangerous dude. You need to give her space and stay far away.  The wrong woman will fuck up your life, a psycho will shorten your life. Is any of this getting through to you?

DOUGLAS
No.

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Thursday, January 22, 2015

TOM WRITES A MOVIE: Swear and talk it out.

I've been writing my first movie (http://tcqscripts.blogspot.ca/2014/12/i-am-not-weirdo.html).

Each blog entry I ad about a page to it, here's today's installment:


INT - NIGHT - GRANT'S LIVING ROOM

Grant helps Douglas get to the couch where he collapses. Grant tosses him a washcloth to clean himself up with, he heads into the kitchen to get first-aid supplies. Douglas starts to wipe the blood from his face, wincing in pain as he does. Grant re-enters with the first-aid kit, he puts it on the table in front of Douglas and sits down. He struggles to find the right words to say. What do you say to someone who just has his life torn apart?


GRANT
We'll go back. We'll give it some time, let her calm down. Then we'll go back.

Douglas doesn't respond. 

GRANT
Should we call the police.

DOUGLAS.
They'll believe her.

GRANT
I don't even know what we'd tell them. I don't know what this is. What is this?

DOUGLAS
I don't know! I don't know what happened.

GRANT
You didn't see this coming at all?

DOUGLAS
THIS? Did I see THIS happening?

GRANT
Or any indication that something was wrong with her?

DOUGLAS
Nothing's wrong with her. Something happened. She's sick. Maybe she was always sick and never told me. Maybe she was on medication, maybe she stopped taking it.

GRANT
 Wouldn't her dad have known if she needed medication?

DOUGLAS
He probably does.

GRANT
Then why wouldn't he have told you?

DOUGLAS
Because he's s piece of fucking shit.

Douglas's face begins to bleed again as he gets more animated.

DOUGLAS
FUCK!

Grant gets up and leaves the frame, the shot stays tight on Douglas, in the background we hear Grant going though the fridge. He comes back with two cans of beer and hands one to Douglas. Douglas presses the cold can to his swollen face.

GRANT
I am sorry man. I don't know what to say.

DOUGLAS
 ...Fucking dolls.

GRANT
Why do you think she'd do that? What would compel someone to create a scene like that? 

DOUGLAS
You should have seen her face, that's when I knew she wasn't well. The look in her eyes. She really thinks I did that, she's scared of me.

GRANT
You know what the means? She woke up sometime in the night while you were sleeping and crept into the other room, then she tore apart all her dolls, tore apart the whole room, wrote violent things all over the wall, did...sexual things with those dolls and then waited for you to wake up so she could act like she thought you did it.

DOUGLAS
She wasn't acting. She really thinks I did it.

GRANT
That's even scarier Douglas.

Cont'd...

Sunday, January 11, 2015

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: The movie officially starts here.


Been working on a movie script, it's my first one. One page at a time I am getting it done.

Here's today's entry:


Douglas and Grant are in a daze after the collision, when they finally come to they're faced with a shotgun and an ultimatum.


RICHARD
Turn around. Never come back.

DOUGLAS
Richard! 

RICHARD
If you ever come near my daughter again I'll kill you. I swear to god. You're done around here. Leave.

DOUGLAS
Abigail needs help.

RICHARD
That's why I am here. She told me all about you; you piece of shit. 

GRANT
Jesus Christ put your gun down.

RICHARD
You get him out of here. You get him away from my daughter or I'll shoot you both. 

DOUGLAS
I am not leaving! Abigail NEEDS help. She's sick Richard.

GRANT
Douglas we have to go.

DOUGLAS
NO! Richard listen to me, Abigail did this. She did all of this. She needs a doctor.

Douglas feels dizzy from the collision, things around him slow down and fall silent. He doesn't hear Richard and Grant shouting at each other. His eyes are moving towards the house, he see Abby looking out the window. He snaps out of it.

DOUGLAS
Abby!

Douglas stumbles out of the car and attempt to walk to house.

RICHARD
GET BACK IN YOUR CAR!

Douglas ignores him. Richard responds by belting Douglas across the face with the butt of his gun. Douglas falls to the ground at Richard's feet.

RICHARD
What were you doing with my daughter? What kind of game were you playing?

Blood spews from Douglas's mouth, Grant runs over and tries to pick him up.

GRANT
ALRIGHT! We're gone. We're leaving.

Grant helps Douglas to his feet, Douglas locks eyes with Richard and his shotgun.

RICHARD
I knew you were no good.

Douglas has had enough, he charges Richard and takes him off his feet. The two wrestle around and the shotgun goes off, no one is hit but everyone is startled. The fighting doesn't stop, the gun goes off again. This time too close to Grant.

Grant pulls Douglas off of Richard, Richard responds by pointing his gun at Douglas's head. Everyone can see in Richards eyes that he's going to pull the trigger. Douglas braces.

ABIGAIL
Stop! Dad, stop. Just let them go.

Abigail runs over crying, as much as she's afraid of Douglas she still loves him. He's madly in love with her still.

ABIGAIL
Grant, get him out of here.

DOUGLAS
NOOOO!!! 

Douglas sits bloodies on his knees, he's trying his hardest to hold everything together.

DOUGLAS
Abigail, I am not leaving you!

 ABIGAIL
I am scared of you.

That hurt him more that the car crash or getting gun butted on the nose.

GRANT
C'mon man.

Grant picks his friend up and gets him into the passenger side of their car. As they peel out the back bumper falls out, broken glass sprinkles the road behind them as they drive away. Douglas' eyes are glued to Abigail as they pull away, she's crying in her father's arms. Douglas' eyes close.

Cont'd

Sunday, January 4, 2015

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: The meat of it.

I've been working on this movie (http://tcqscripts.blogspot.ca/2014/12/i-am-not-weirdo.html). Each blog entry I ad a page, here's today's installment:


EXT - GRANT'S HOUSE.

Grant is sitting in his living room eating a bowl of cereal, he hears the sound of a speeding vehicle getting closer and closer to his house, out the window he sees Douglas's truck pull in. He came in so fast he overshot the driveway and ended up in the middle of Grant's front lawn. Seeing this Grant runs to the front door where he's met by Douglas.


GRANT
What the F...

DOUGLAS
I need help.

GRANT
With what? What is it?

Douglas's eyes become pained.

DOUGLAS
I think Abby's sick

INT - DOUGLAS' SPEEDING TRUCK

Grant is in the passenger seat of Douglas' truck, Douglas speeds out off of Grant's lawn and races back towards Abby's house.

GRANT
Jesus Christ...Abby.

DOUGLAS
It's not her fault. She's sick.

GRANT
Sick how?

DOUGLAS
I don't know!

GRANT
This is so fucked up.

DOUGLAS
I need you to help me calm her down. Just help me talk to her.

GRANT
We should get her father. 

DOUGLAS
His phone's off. I messaged him to meet us there.

GRANT
When did this start?

DOUGLAS
When I saw her in the kitchen a couple weeks ago, she looked scared. She said she found a note. Some fucked up note.

GRANT
What did it say?

DOUGLAS
I don't know! I never saw any note. She said it was angry, and violent. 

GRANT
Do you think there was really a note?

Douglas falls quiet, eyes never off the road.


GRANT
What else?

DOUGLAS
Just weird little things. She said she found broken photos and heard shouting. She's been accusing me of all these strange things lately. Then this.

GRANT
Shit. We'll get her help.


They drive through the night not speaking another word. Pulling onto the lonely road leading up to Abby's house their car is SMASHED from behind by another vehicle, they spin out just outside the driveway. Abigail's father Richard's car screeches to a stop in front of them. Richard steps out of the car and points a shotgun at Douglas's head.

Cont'd...