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.

I collect it all here as I go:

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

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

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

REVISIT: The Time I Wrote A Horror Movie About Being Lost At Sea And Stalked By A Seamonster.

 

I used this blog to write a short horror movie once, I say "short" because the script is less than 20 pages but I swear to god when I read it back it's a feature length film in my head.

It was a slow burning creepy sea monster movie, relying on the vulnerability and horror of being alone at sea for much of the terror. This is the story of poor Darcy who's beautiful husband Cade takes on a honeymoon sail around the world. It was meant to be their first adventure together, it was their last. Cade disappears at sea, leaving Darcy all alone. Stalked by something in the water.

"The disbelief hits her, it only took a few panicked seconds for her to search the small boat and he's nowhere to be found. She runs out onto the bow, her head spinning. He has to be in the water, he HAS to be in the water. She screams out again and again at the top of her lungs until her throat is coarse. 

Darcy

CAAAAAADE!

Silence. Darcy is frozen where she stands, silently begging Cade to show himself. She runs over to the radio; it's been destroyed by the storm. She goes back into the boat and tears it apart, looking for anything but finding nothing, no sign of where Cade went. She cries and screams until finally passing out from the stress."

http://tcqscripts.blogspot.com/2013/07/lurking-everything-right-up-until-post.html

This Post May Offend - House Arrested: The Dick Pic - Part 2

I am continuing to piece together a pilot episode for a show I want to develop about a bunch of guys under house arrest, I am tailoring this to be an internet series so I am being a lot more liberal in my use of language and subject matter. Sorry if it offends. This is pretty much stream of thought writing, I don't really have this story plotted out yet so I am just coming up with it on the fly. I know where I want to get to.

CONT'D...

OFFICER KARP

Well like it or not unless someone steps forward you're all going to have to drop your pants. Except for Andre and Jeremy.

BENJAMIN
So what; now Jeremy's out too?

OFFICER KARP
Jeremy's penis did not display the characteristics we're looking for. The picture has to belong to one of you three.

Andre laughs, he's enjoying this.

BENJAMIN

This is a witch hunt! 

GORDON 
What if I just tell you what my penis looks like, will that help clear my name?
I am about 7 inches long...

CONRAD
Bullshit! 

ANDRE
There's no way you're walking around with anything over 6 inches.

GORDON
Why; because I am white?

ANDRE

YES!

BENJAMIN

No, I am white and I am about seven inches.

CONRAD

Zero chance of that being true. Every guy says he's 7 inches if you ask him but do you know how many guys actually are? Only like a third of all guys.

BENJAMIN

And what are you?

CONRAD

7 inches. That's how I know you two are lying. 

ANDRE

All of you are lying.

CONT'D...

Tom's Writing A Horror, Action, Workplace Comedy Show

Here's what I've been working on recently. I have a show I wrote called DOPE that's a cross between Ghostbusters and the X-Files, I already wrote up a full pitch package along with a pilot episode and now I just spent some time re-writing and finishing the second episode for the series. 

DOPE – The Department of Paranormal Events is the low level branch of the provincial government where Investigations and Removals specialists Rooney, Ervin and Randal are pitted up against ghosts, goblins, demons, vampires, zombies and more ghosts all for less pay than the city gives to their average parking enforcement officer. 

DOPE is a story about a lower level branch of the provincial government dedicated to protecting the public against paranormal pests. It’s about a group of ghost exterminators trained in haunting investigations, possessions, vampirification and zombification cases, hobgoblin removal and anything else their miserable supervisor Mr. Dickmeyer demands of them. Rooney, Ervin and Randal find themselves in life threatening situations almost every day, facing off against creatures thousands of times more dangerous than anything your typical exterminator can imagine. Because the debate about the existence of the paranormal will always be ongoing with many people still unconvinced skeptics; the Department of Paranormal Events is the least funded branch of the government; meaning our guys are risking their lives for a little under $25,000 a year. 

DOPE Episode 2: Vampires - Rooney, Ervin and Randall are chased into a small cabin by a pack of vampires and Randall has been bitten. They can hold up until sunset when the vampires would retreat but if they wait that long then Randall will die and become one of them. He needs the vampire virus cure which is in the standard DOPE medical kit in their car and he needs it ASAP.

Rooney and Randall risk certain death at the hands of a ravenous pack of wild vampires. Electing to save Randal; Ervin constructs a plan to draw the attention of the vampires from within the cabin allowing Rooney to escape out back. Rooney has to race through a kilometer of vampire territory at night to find their car and get it back to Ervin who was left to fortify and protect the cabin from a pack of strong and frenzied vampires who are determined to tear their way inside where Randall lays helpless and dying on the floor; bound to turn into a deadly vampire himself at any minute.

EXT – Forest/Night

Rooney, Ervin and Randal are running through a forest towards a lonely, secluded little cabin. It's in a dilapidated condition, all three men are panicked and show signs of a struggle. Randall is wearing a blood soaked rag around his arm.

Rooney runs right up to the house and slams himself hard against the door, bouncing off and hurting himself, a beat later Ervin smashes through the front door. Rooney runs inside. Randall stumbles up to the door and almost passes out right at the doorway, Ervin catches him and pulls him in, Rooney slams the door and presses his body up against it.

Rooney

WHY DID YOU BRING RANDAL?

Ervin

I didn't know there would be that many!

Randall

Dammit Rooney I can take care of myself.

Rooney

You got BIT Randal

Randal's arm has been bitten, it's gruesome.

The inhuman sound of shrieking can be heard getting louder and louder, closer and closer. Ervin inspects Randall's bite.

Ervin

We have to get this treated immediately, the infection has already started.

Randall

Can we cure me before I turn into one of them?

Ervin takes a small plastic package out of his pocket and tears it open. It’s a syringe. He gives Randal a shot.

Ervin

I am going to give you a shot of anti-venom, it’ll help slow the spread of the virus but it’s not a cure. We need to get him to a hospital asap or he’ll turn.

Rooney

If we go outside, we DIE!

Ervin

If we stay here HE dies.

Rooney presses a button on his shoulder mounted radio.

Rooney

DOPE this is Rooney, I need assistance. My team and I were assigned to a vampire removal but there were WAY more than you said there’d be. Randal got bit! We need -

A voice comes over the radio, it's automated.

Voice on the radio

'Due to a high number of calls your request has been put in priority sequence, please wait for the next available operator.'

The three men share a look.

Ervin

How many are there?

Rooney looks out the window of the small cabin, as far as he can see there are zombie-like vampires pouring out of the woods towards the cabin. The sheer number of the vampire force makes Rooney's face go white.

Rooney

Lots.

Fadeout. Title. 

Cont'd...

Wolverine Making a Sandwich, Manly Bubble Baths and Beard Stubble So Strong It Can Strip Paint

Remember this image, it'll make sense later

I've had the girliest night for the manliest of reasons. If someone were to have been watching me for the last couple hours they would rightly so be questioning my manhood. So far I've had a nice bubble bath and then curled up with a big tub of yogurt and almonds and watched every episode of Total Divas.

MY REASONS:

Ok; first off there's nothing sensual about my tub, it's gross and I hate my bathroom. I made myself a nice warm bath because my back muscles hurt and I knew it would feel like heaven, I had every right to add bubbles and I don't feel like I have to explain myself to you. Did I enjoy it? Yes. I work out a lot and my rippling muscles get sore, ladies you can understand that. I will say this about baths, when I was finished my bath I felt the need for a shower. Bath water is like this disgusting bodily soup that you're just marinating in, it's gross.

The yogurt and almonds aren't comfort food to me, quite the opposite. I am trying to gain weight but I have such a small appetite, I am never that hungry. I can get by just fine on two meals a day and maybe one snack, when you're 6'4 and trying to add muscle that's just not enough. I should be eating like 4-5 meals a day. Sometimes I have to force feed myself, that means I am jamming on almonds and yogurt without enjoying it. I love yogurt, I love almonds, mix 'em up and it makes for a great little snack but not an hour after you just had a big chicken dinner. I know trying to lose weight must suck but trying to gain it isn't any picnic either.

Finally, why did I invest 2 hours of my life in an E! Network reality show about the lives of WWE Divas? This is why:

and she has a twin

Anyway, as a writer I am interested in learning to write copy. Copy is an advertising term, it's the text or the initial written idea for whatever you're trying to market. I am screwing around with writing up mock advertising campaigns for different products. Today I am trying to come up with a campaign and commercial for Gillette shaving products.

Gillette - 'For Even the Toughest Shaves"

The ad campaign's goal is to spotlight how Gillette shaving products will smoothly glide through even the grizzliest of men's beards as easily as Wolverine's claws cut through butter when he's making himself a sandwich. To illustrate the point this campaign will spotlight some improbably tough beards being cleanly shaven, comedic exaggerations of how stubbly a beard can be. Stubble so tough you could scale a fish with it. Stubble so sharp and strong that it shreds apart your pillow each night. We'll show stubble so prickly that you could use it to shred stolen credit cards being effortlessly shaved away without any irritation using Gillette products.

In my commercial we see a man in a parking lot get attacked by a mugger, the man has nothing to defend himself with except his stubbly, razor sharp beard.

Gillette: Even the Toughest Shaves. 30 Second Internet/TV Commercial

VIDEO	AUDIO
INTERIOR/PARKING LOT/NIGHT: A man is walking through a lonely parking lot, it’s dark and frightening. He’s tense as he walks to his car.	Echoing footsteps, ominous music
Wide: As he passes a row of cars a figure appears behind him and starts to follow him	Two sets of echoing footsteps, chase music
He picks up his pace, eventually leading to him running full speed for his car, he doesn’t look back.	Tense music
Finally he’s at his car, he fumbles for his keys nervously. Suddenly he’s grabbed from behind. He drops his keys.	Sound of keys jingling and falling, two men struggling.
The two men wrestle
CLOSE UP: The man has been grabbed by someone, he’s totally unarmed. He looks around for something to defend himself with but finds nothing. Thinking quickly he instinctively defends himself with the one thing he has, his freakishly scratchy stubble. He slaps his cheek against his attacker’s cheek and pulls backwards, scraping his beard along the attacker’s skin. The attacker falls back in agony and runs off, the man is left alone to collect himself. He runs his fingers along his beard and gives a look that says “oh wow, I didn’t realize my stubble has gotten this bad. Eww, I need a shave”	Wrestling, exciting music A man’s voice shouting out in pain
INTERIOR/WASHROOM SINK: Back at home the man is using The Gillette® Fusion® ProGlide™ Power Razor, to shave away his unruly stubble, revealing a soft; smiling face underneath.	(V.O) The Gillette® Fusion® ProGlide™ Power Razor is Gillette’s most advanced blade ever**. Thinner, finer blades give you an effortless low-resistance glide through even the toughest hair with less tug and pull. Gillette, for even the toughest shaves.