TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Gun face.

Ok, tomorrow's project is to write a solid two or three sentence synopsis for this thriller I am writing so I can actually sell you on clicking HERE and getting all caught up to today's post (below).

Or don't. To be honest I don't expect you to. As long as I keep posting I'll eventually have finished my first movie script though. It's pretty dope too.

Not at all sorry that I googled 'gun face'.

INT - ABIGAIL'S KITCHEN.

Richard is sitting at Abigail's table, he's staring contemplatively into his coffee mug. 

RICHARD

I wish I'd killed him.

ABIGAIL

Don't say that.

Abigail is sitting with her father, Bryce is leaning against a wall with coffee in hand.

RICHARD

I wish it wasn't so damn dark that night, I couldn't see him. 

ABIGAIL

Thank god. You'd still be in jail if you hit him. 

RICHARD

I would have gone to jail for the rest of my life just to know that piece of shit wasn't going to be out there anymore.

ABIGAIL

Don't say that! He's not worth it.

RICHARD

That judge made me sick. Letting him lie like that.

I should go find him.

ABIGAIL

No! He just got out of jail and there's a restraining order against him now. He can't come here.

RICHARD

You think that sick bastard cares about a restraining order?

Richard looks up at Bryce.

RICHARD

I am coming with you.

ABIGAIL

You can't!

RICHARD

To hell with that.

BRYCE

I am with Abby, you two can't be anywhere near each other.

ABIGAIL

Dad, just stay away. You're not going back to jail because of him!

BRYCE

I have his things all packed, I won't be there long.

ABIGAIL

What if he won't come to the door?

BRYCE

Then I'll leave his stuff on his front lawn.

RICHARD

You're taking a gun.

BRYCE

No. Thank you.

RICHARD

If you don't want me coming with you then you're taking a gun. 

BRYCE

I am not planning on needing one Richard.

RICHARD

No one does. 

Bryce nods the comment off and puts his cup in the sink. 

BRYCE

I think I am going to head out.

ABIGAIL

Now? It's 9 am.

BRYCE

 Yeah, and hopefully he'll still be sleeping. 

EXT - DRIVEWAY - BRYCES U-HAUL

Abigail hands Bryce the last of Douglas' things. The finality of it brings a tear to her eye, Bryce notices but says nothing. Before Bryce can get into the truck Richard corners him and shoves a gun into Bryce's hands. Bryce takes the gun and tucks it in his waistband. He gives Richard a knowing nod.

BRYCE

Abby, this will be behind us soon.

She puts on a smile, Bryce shuts the door and drives off with the last of Douglas packed in his truck.

Cont'd...

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