TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Something messed up needs to happen.

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:

INT - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Abigail and Douglas are in bed, it's dark. The two lovers spoon. It's very, very quiet.

INT - BEDROOM - MORNING

Douglas wakes up alone. He gets to his feet and puts on some clothes, he looks around the room. He's very aware of Abigail's absence. He step out of the bedroom to see Abigail standing at the end of the long hallway. She's just come out of the guestroom and she's holding something. She's trembling, he sees tears in her eyes.

ABIGAIL

Why are you doing this?

DOUGLAS

Abby?

ABIGAIL

Why Douglas?!

Why did you do that?

DOUGLAS

What did I do???

ABIGAIL

ARE YOU SICK? Am I supposed to laugh at this? Did you think it would be funny? PLEASE tell me you thought this would be funny.

DOUGLAS

Abby you're scaring me. I didn't do anything!

Abigale throws what appears to be the leg of a doll at Douglas.

ABIGAIL

Stop saying that!

DOUGLAS

I don't know what this is!

ABIGAIL

You're sick. You're sick! YOU'RE SICK!!!

Douglas is panicking, he sees the open door beside Abigail and moves for it. She jumps back, that she was afraid of him just then gives him a moment's pause before he continues through the door. Inside the room Abigail's dolls have been torn apart and arranged in sick, deranged sexual positions. Strange writing is everywhere, violent things. Douglas' face goes white.

DOUGLAS

Abby...what is this?

ABIGAIL

...what?

DOUGLAS

Did you do this?

ABIGAIL

WHAT? You sick bastard!

Abigail attacks Douglas, Douglas pushes her off.

DOUGLAS

Abby stop! Please! Please!

ABIGAIL

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? 

DOUGLAS

ABIGAIL YOU'RE SCARING ME! I don't know what this is. Will you please talk to me? 

ABIGAIL

What do you mean you don't know? Stop saying that! Douglas stop saying that! You did that!

Douglas takes a step back, he's trying to defuse the situation before it explodes and he loses her forever.

 

DOUGLAS

Calm down, baby. Please. 

ABIGAIL

I am freaking out right now Douglas.

DOUGLAS

I know...maybe we can call a doctor. We can get help. I think we need help.

ABIGAIL

We? We need help? We?

DOUGLAS

Abby...

ABIGAIL

Get out. Get out.

DOUGLAS

Abby let me stay and we'll figure this out!

ABIGAIL

I need you gone! I don't feel safe around you right now. I need you gone.

Tears stream down her face.

ABIGAIL

Please.

DOUGLAS

I am scared to leave you alone.

ABIGAIL

I am scared of you.

That crushed Douglas.

ABIGAIL

I need you to go.

Douglas hesitates, this is the hardest decision he's ever been faced with. He backs away.

DOUGLAS

I love you.

Douglas goes to leave. 

DOUGLAS

I am going to get help. I am going to go get help and them come right back. Please be here. I love you Abby. Please..we can fix this.

She's cold to his pleas. He takes his keys and he leaves. Once out the door he sprints to his truck. Abigail is left alone in the house.

...Cont'd

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Broach the issue and go on a date.

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

I collect it all here as I go:

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

Here's today's entry:

EXT - Restaurant. 

Douglas and Abby are sitting down in a beautifully lit and lively little restaurant on the lake. The lights on the boats behind them make them look like fireflies on the water. A server brings their food, Abby has a light pasta dish, Douglas has a big halibut placed in front of him. The skin looks crispy the meat looks mouth watering, Douglas is almost in disbelief at how good it looks.

DOUGLAS
Oh god. Y'know what, I never take pictures of my food but this is too damn photogenic to not share.

Douglas snaps a pic with his phone.

DOUGLAS
Speaking of photogenic.

Douglas snaps a few pictures of Abby. The camera loves her smile. Her smile fades some.

 ABIGAIL
This is the you I like.

DOUGLAS
You've been so ominous lately. What's up?

ABIGAIL

I feel like I am still learning you.

DOUGLAS

Well...yeah. When you move in with someone you go through this re-discovery period, right? That's normal.

ABIGAIL

I know. 

DOUGLAS

So is it like...I am messy or...?

ABIGAIL

No! It's nothing like that...well, yes you are messy but I knew that when I asked you to move in. It's just...honestly, I found a note you wrote to yourself once. It looked like something you wrote to yourself  when you were feeling annoyed. It was angry, and it was weird to see because I never see that side of you.

DOUGLAS

What are you talking about? The angriest I ever get is when I am losing at video games and you see that all the time. What note?

ABIGAIL

I couldn't even tell you. I read a few lines of it and just crumpled it up and threw it out. It was so angry and violent. It scared me Douglas.

DOUGLAS

A note? Like a handwritten note?

ABIGAIL

Yes.

DOUGLAS

Abby the only handwritten notes I leave lying around would say like..."buy laundry detergent" or "dentist 12:30, Monday". I can't think of anything I'd write that would have freaked you out.

ABIGAIL

It's not just the note. Its other little things like moving my diary and finding this broken picture of me and my family that looked like it had been smashed and then put back on the shelf, and sometimes I here angry shouting...

DOUGLAS

I am a little floored right now. 

ABIGAIL

I didn't want to bring this up tonight. I am sorry.

DOUGLAS

I had no idea any of this was going on. Abby I didn't write any angry notes. I don't know what you saw but it wasn't from me, and I didn't know one of your pictures broke. I didn't do that either. The yelling...that could be me. I don't know. Video games.

ABIGAIL

That note was written on the paper we keep in the kitchen.

DOUGLAS

What? heh...

That one stumps Douglas, it's disturbing.

DOUGLAS

Well maybe your dad wrote it about me. I mean he hates me, any note he wrote about me would be angry and hate filled and scary. Right?

ABIGAIL

Not this kind of angry and it was just sitting out on the counter and he hasn't been here since we moved in. We would have noticed it before if was his.

DOUGLAS

I wish you kept the note and I wish you'd shown me the broken picture because then I could have probably could have proven right then and there that I had nothing to do with any of this.

ABIGAIL

I should have asked you about it but I wanted to just sweep it under the rug and forget about it.

DOUGLAS

I am sorry you saw something that freaked you out. That wasn't me.

Abigail smiles.

ABIGAIL

How about we both just forget it.

DOUGLAS

OH, I know just the thing for that.

Douglas motions for the waiter. The waiter comes over.

DOUGLAS

Can we see a wine menu please?

Again Abby smiles. The two settle in, the tension of the last few days starts to fade and two young lovers fall for each other all over again.

EXT - The Boardwalk

Abby and Douglas walk arm in arm along the beautiful boardwalk at night, the reflection of the moon dances off the water. The two are tipsy, giggling and holding each other tightly for stability as they stumble along.

ABIGAIL

You walk like a penguin.

DOUGLAS

Because you keep tripping me.

ABIGAIL

Lets swim home.

DOUGLAS

Uh-uh, I can't let you ruin your dress.

ABIGAIL

I'll take it off.

DOUGLAS

Ok lets swim.

Abigail grips Douglas by the shirt and pulls him in for a long kiss in the moonlight.

DOUGLAS

I love you Abby.

ABIGAIL

Take me home.

The two lovers kiss and then climb into a cab. Upon getting home their house is black, completely dark. They pair fumble to the door, finally getting it open. Douglas picks Abby up in his arms and carries her inside. The camera stays outside the house, the light in the window turning on just barely cuts through the black of the night.

Cont'd...

TOM WRITES A MOVIE: Add Tedium

I've been working on this script: 

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

I've written other scripts which you can see all over this blog but this is my first feature length script attempt. The idea is that I write a page a day (but who am I kidding), I blog each page as I go because this way I feel more of a push to actually do it. Its easier than staring at a word document. If no one ever reads this blog (as I expect) then it doesn't matter, at the end of this I'll have a movie script written. For the record, I have no idea what you do with a finished movie script, that's a later Thomas's problem. Here's today's page:

INT - DOUGLAS IS RUNNING UP SOME DARKLY LIT STAIRS

Douglas is racing up the dimly lit stairs leading to the basement, his face is red and turning purple. He makes it to the top of the stairs and bursts through the door. Loudly inhaling fresh oxygen the first chance he gets.

DOUGLAS

5 seconds! New record!

ABIGAILE

Omg close the door, you're letting the smell in here. 

Douglas kicks closed the basement door and drops the box on the floor. Abby opens the box and digs around inside, pulling out some old dolls.

ABIGAILE

Yay!

DOUGLAS

That's what you sent me down there to get?

ABIGAIL

I am thinking about putting some of these up on the shelf in the guest room. Just to jazz it up a little.

DOUGLAS

God help whoever stays in that guest room. 

ABIGAIL

What do you mean?

DOUGLAS

Those dolls are going to come alive and straight up murder whoever's in that room with them.

She hold up a stuffed rabbit.

ABIGAIL

Mr. Crayon isn't a murderer. 

 Douglas pulls out of the box a particularly creepy looking doll.

DOUGLAS

This one most certainly is.

ABIGAIL

That's Patty Pancakes and yeah, I wouldn't turn my back on her. 

DOUGLAS

What guests are we expecting anyway?

ABIGAIL

Your parents? When are they going to come see the place?

DOUGLAS

They'll fly out once we're more settled. Is your dad thinking of staying here.

ABIGAIL 

No way. Not with you living here.

DOUGLAS

Phewwww...

ABIGAIL

Bryce might spend a weekend down here this month.

DOUGLAS

With his girlfriend?

ABIGAIL

No girlfriend. You can invite Grant down.

DOUGLAS

Or we can go somewhere. We can get out of this house for a while, we've been cooped up. It's making us both crazy.

ABIGAIL

I want to but I can't take a whole weekend off.

DOUGLAS

One night then. Tonight.

ABIGALE

I want to get dressed up!

DOUGLAS
Ok, where do dressed up people go?

ABIGALE
There are so many nice places on the pier, we can go for a walk along the water after, it's so beautiful out.

DOUGLAS
Should I assume I can get REALLY good fish down by the pier?

ABIGALE
(excitedly)
Oh MY God!

DOUGLAS
Go get dressed up PrettyGirl.

Abby leans in and kisses Douglas before springing out of the room and up the stairs, he adorable enthusiasm brings a smile to his face. That smile disappears when he looks down to the doll he's holding, it's Patty Pancakes. Her corpselike eyes look back at him.

Cont'd...

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Add Tension

I've been working on this script:

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

I've written other scripts which you can see all over this blog but this is my first feature length script attempt. The idea is that I write a page a day (but who am I kidding), I blog each page as I go because this way I feel more of a push to actually do it. Its easier than staring at a word document. If no one ever reads this blog (as I expect) then it doesn't matter, at the end of this I'll have a movie script written. For the record, I have no idea what you do with a finished movie script, that's a later Thomas's problem.

This has nothing to do with the script but

god help whatever kid drew this. 

INT - DAYTIME - KITCHEN

A week has passed, the once scattered living room looks settled, the boxes are all put away. Douglas has settled in. His game system is hooked up in the living room, his belongings have woven their way into the house. This looks like a shared home.

There's a tension in the room, Douglas is sitting at the table, flipping through a magazine, Abigale is making herself a snack. Her back turned towards Douglas.

ABIGALE

I don't know why you can't just say you did it? It bothers me that you'd try to lie about it.

DOUGLAS

I didn't even know you had a diary until you accused me of this just now.

ABIGALE

How did it end up in the nightstand on your side of the bed?

DOUGLAS

I have a SIDE of the bed? I didn't know that. I just plop down wherever.

ABIGALE

STOP trying to be funny right now.

DOUGLAS

I am not. None of this makes sense, if I wanted to read your diary I wouldn't put it in some nightstand beside the bed. I'd put it back EXACTLY where I got it from.

ABIGALE

I am not even saying you read it. It just drives me nuts that you won't just admit you moved it. This didn't even need to become a fight.

DOUGLAS

Well then lets not make it one. Lets just say we have ghosts and forget about it. 

ABIGALE

Stop making me sound crazy. I write in my diary every night and I put it back in my dresser when I am finished.

Douglas sees something in her eyes and hears it in her voice, she's freaked out. She sounds like someone under a lot of stress.

DOUGLAS

One time I came home to work to find my TV remote in the fridge. Sometimes people put things in weird places and don't even notice. I am sorry I don't remember moving your diary, maybe I did. I definitely, 100% did not read it.

ABIGALE

I don't want to fight; Douglas. I just want to know that you're always telling me the truth.

DOUGLAS

I always am. Are you ok with me living here? You seem...frazzled.

ABIGALE

I feel frazzled. I just want this to work.

DOUGLAS

I want this to work.

ABIGAL

Then just tell me you moved my diary. 

Douglas looks at his woman and considers his answer for a second. Then takes one on the chin.

DOUGLAS

I moved  your diary.

Abigale looks at her man, there's doubt in her eyes.

...Cont'd