TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Yeah, some scenes are bound to be a little boring.

I am not even going to bother doing a write up for this one, nothing happens in this scene, it's a transitional scene that doesn't really do much of anything. Blah. These can't be avoided.

Here's the full script that I am working on.

And now tonight's boring scene...

EXT - ABIGAIL'S HOUSE - FRONT PORCH
 
Abigail is sitting outside on her patio furniture, nervously awaiting Bryce's return. Beside her is her father Richard, neither is speaking. Both are sitting silently, waiting, contemplating. The sound of a car coming up the lonely road leading to her house catches both of their attention. Abigail see's Bryce's truck come into sight, she gets up and walks to the driveway to meet him. Concern is registered on her face.

Bryce pulls into the driveway, he takes a second to collect himself for Abby's sake and exits the vehicle.
 

ABIGAIL
Hey. How did it go? Was he home?

BRYCE
No. Thank god.
 

ABIGAIL
Oh...
 

BRYCE
I left him his things. It's done.
 

ABIGAIL
Ok. That's that, I guess.
 

BRYCE
That's that Abby. I promise.
 

ABIGAIL
Well, lets celebrate! I been in baking mode all morning just to take my mind of things. How does wine and cake sound? Or pie. Or cupcakes. I went a little overboard.
 

BRYCE
Wine sounds about right.

ABIGAIL
I'll set the table.
Thanks again Bryce, you've been amazing.

Bryce smiles back at her, the two hug and Abby heads back inside her house. Richard is sitting on the porch watching. Bryce walks over to him.
 

RICHARD
He wasn't home?
 

BRYCE
No. Lucky.

RICHARD
I guess you didn't need that gun.

 
Bryce doesn't really answer, he just nods off the question and moves to follow Abby into the house before Richard's next question stops him in his tracks.
 

RICHARD
Can I have it back? The gun?
 

BRYCE
I was thinking maybe I should hang onto it.
 

This time Richard doesn't respond. He looks at Bryce quizzically.

BRYCE
Just incase.

Richard nods, giving his approval. Bryce heads into the house. Richard is left on the porch, he sips on his coffee and looks out at the area around the house with watchful the eye of a watchdog.

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Remind people that this is a thriller.

Back with another page to add to THIS thriller I am writing. Lets go.

INT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Bryce and Abigail are on the couch, the light of the television is the only thing illuminating the room. Abigail is curled up in the corner of the couch hugging a cushion. It's a bright night outside, the light coming in from the windows casts long shadows throughout the room. Bryce and Abby sit stoically, both staring at the tv. Half focused on what they're watching and half lost in thought. Their shadows stretch along the length of the room and up to the ceiling. Unmoving. 

Their shadows are joined by a third shadow. It moves into frame and stops, it's placed near the window. Somewhere in the blackness something is there, staring at the couple watching TV in the dark. Neither Bryce nor Abby notice. The shadow lingers for a few moments then disappears as it blends back into the blackness of the room.

Abigail yawns.

ABIGAIL

Yawwwwwwwww...my god.

BRYCE

You should go to bed. 

ABIGAIL

Good idea. Where are you going to sleep?

BRYCE

Right here.

ABIGAIL

 I have an extra bedroom.

BRYCE

I am good here.

ABIGAIL

(smiles)

It helps, you being here.

BRYCE

This was fun.

ABIGAIL

(yawns again)

 I know, I waaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Excuse me.

BRYCE

Go to bed. Get some sleep. You need it.

ABIGAIL

Thank you. Goodnight.

BRYCE

Goodnight Abby.

Abigail hugs Bryce and then goes to a linen closet and hands him a pillow and a blanket, she heads upstairs. Bryce pulls the cover over himself and closes his eyes.

INT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Bryce is asleep on the couch. In the dark room behind him someone is watching him. Someone is standing behind the couch looking down on him, cloaked in darkness. 

Cont'd...

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

Cont'd...

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.

Cont'd...

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...