My SCRIPTS, ARTICLES, VIDEOS

Writing is something I would love to get paid to do someday. Even if I don't, apparently I am going to keep doing it anyway because I've never been able to stop.

Here's what's come out of my head so far:

SCRIPTS:

I finished my first movie script. It's a thriller about couple, a man and a woman who's love falls apart because each one thinks the other is a complete psychopath.

It's called I am Not A Weirdo

I also wrote a short horror movie called Lurking about a girl named Darcy who sets sail with her new fiance Cade on an ocean adventure across the world only to wake up alone one morning with no sign of him and something in a water stalking her small boat.

Want something lighter? Here's a short script about 3 roommates trying to decide if something is a spider or a hairy chocolate chip.

How about something dark? Here's a short script I just call the Hotel Murder script.

This is an oldie I wrote about two drunk guys talking about space on a walk home from the bar. I call it Two Drunk Guys Talk About Space On A Walk Home From The Bar.

Being a comic nerd I felt it was my responsibility to invent a superhero. This guy's name is Cockroach and he's the last person you want catching you in the act of murdering a young girl.

I've tinkered with the idea of writing a romantic comedy but I've only gotten so far as writing a couple practice scenes. HERE and HERE

This one has gotten me in trouble because aparently it's controvertial to write a short comedy about a man who was date raped at a party and goes on a quest to find his female rapist. If she's ugly he's going to press charges. If she's hot he's going to ask her out.

I wrote an internet show called House Arrested about a group of dipshits all under house arrest. I played with a couple variations on the idea.

House Arrested:

Ep 1 - Benjamin gets stabbed.

Ep 2 - Benjamin gets stabbed again.

Ep 3 - Dick Pics

Ep 4 - Cannibalism

Ep 5 - The mouse fight.

I also wrote and developed a half hour workplace, action comedy about a group of low paid, government ghostbusters called DOPE (Department of Paranormal Events).

DOPE:

Short #1 - Knife teeth

Short #2 - Little Kid Ghost

Pitch Package and Episode 1 - Buried Alive.

Episode 2 - Vampires

Episode 3 (Teaser) - Zombies


THREE ONE MINUTE SCRIPTS:

A story about a loser who will never, ever get the girl

A story about a meek coward forced to save a woman from an attacker at night

A story about a lucky guy who skinny dips with a beautiful woman and doesn't notice the monster behind him.

I've also got a couple example of ideas under development. One is a video game show I was working on with a friend called Pwned and the other is for a movie about a violent flash mob.


VIDEOS:

Here's an archive of videos I've made, many of them I've starred in.

This is the pilot we shot, it's essentially about two people who resolve to never work a day in their lives. It was called THE BEAUTIFUL and it features a guest appearance by Shay Mitchell.

Here's a gory horror short I was in called CLEAVER

Here's a trailer for another little short I was in, a heist movie called WORST LAID PLANS

Ok this...this takes some explaining and it's probably the thing I am proudest of. There was once a free animation site called Xtranormal. It allowed you to choose characters, a background and a few animations to write a scene around. You were limited to what was presented in the backgrounds, meaning if you chose to do the train settings then you would have to write a scene around the train and whatever else was there in the pre-set image. The feature allowed for text-to-speech writing which resulted in a couple of robotic voices so it's best to imagine this is taking place in a world where everyone sounds like Stephen Hawking. This was about writing within limitations and forced you to be creative. I miss that site. Here's what I came up with - HEROES OF JUSTICE

This is just a simple little clip of me reading my favorite supervillain monologue from Final Crisis #3 when I was sick and my voice was super sexy.


ARTICLES

Here's an article I wrote on the incredible, first black boxing champion Jack Johnson.

This was actually my attempt to bring my favorite comic character back from obscurity. I call it the Killrazor Experiment and it was unsuccessful.

I HATE that book/video/philosophy called "the Secret" and HERE'S WHY

Canada - Slow and Steady

PERSONAL STORIES:

The time I caught the Norwalk virus while testing playstations at work.

The worst ass kicking I've ever taken.

I am 6'4 and can't dunk, it's my single biggest failing in life.

The time a bully had me cornered in the washroom.

Two random and amazing experiences.

ADVERTISING:

I once considered getting into a career in copywriting before it was explained to me that the actual profession has little to do with writing and more to do with graphic design. Anyway, I used this blog to try it out.

Men should be the ones buying SCENTED CANDLES.

Stubble so sharp it can be used to peel potatoes? Try these shaving products.

MONOLOGUES:

Monologue Mondays were a thing...until I totally forgot about them. It was what it sounds like, I would write and post a stand alone monologue. They were fun, I should do more of these.

Hey racist. You're bad at science.

My super-villain monologue.

That girl bore a hole in my mind.

I hate CEO's - This one I actually shot a video for. I got my friend (a non-actor) to take a crack of reading it. Shot and edited on my iphone.

A poseur vampire guy defending himself.

POETRY:

I even wrote some poems.

Here's one about BATMAN and one about JAMES DEAN

There's more on this blog, if you scroll through you'll see me developing a changing all my scripts, generally everything you see above is a first draft and you can follow the building process as I go. Like I said, I am currently writing my first full length movie script and it's going very well. I am halfway through and I am proud of what I have so far.

I ask that anyone who comes across this, if you know of anyone who might be in a position to help a hungry writer get noticed then please pass this page on. This is what I want to do with my life and to make that dream a reality I am going to need to start asking for help.

Thank you.

-Thomas Holler
apescripts@gmail.com

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: HALFWAY POINT!!! Lets do something F'd up.

HALFWAY POINT! What? This thing is real. I am actually going to finish this thing someday, I really am.

I am writing my first movie, posting each new page as I go.

Synopsis:

Douglas and Abby have just started a happy life. Abby loves Douglas, Douglas adores Abby. One day there's a break. A psychotic break. Abby finds a room full of her favorite dolls, all torn apart and molested. Disturbed writing scrawled all over the walls. Douglas won't admit to it, he says Abby is very sick. Abby says Douglas is very sick. She wants him gone, he wants her back.

 I collect it all HERE

Today's page:

INT - THE COFFEE SHOP 

Douglas, unshaven and wearing a baseball cap pulled down to his large aviator sunglasses sits watching the world on the other side of the coffee shop window. It's late in the day, people are leaving. Abby exits the building across the street with Bryce, Douglas's jaw tenses. Douglas puts his coffee down and moves out of frame. Outside Abby and Bryce are about to cross the street towards the coffee shop. 

The door chimes announce their entrance into the small coffee shop, the gleeful pair walks straight up to the counter. Behind them Douglas's seat is empty. They place a quick order and leave together. Douglas comes back into frame, now with his coat on. He throws down some change from his pocket to cover his bill and leaves.

INT - DOUGLAS' TRUCK

Douglas is sitting inside an old black truck, watching from a distance as Abby and Bryce load groceries into the car.

INT - ABIGAIL'S KITCHEN

Abigail and Bryce are eating the last of what looks like an incredible meal, Bryce starts to clean up.

ABIGAIL

I feel like I should help you with that.

BRYCE

You don't look like you'd be much help.

ABIGAIL

Food coma. Please tell me there's not desert.

BRYCE

There's desert. 

ABIGAIL

Damn you.

Bryce brings the plates with him back to the kitchen and returns carrying two big, frosting covered cupcakes.

BRYCE

Now you're in trouble.

ABIGAIL

How did you know I love chocolate?

BRYCE

You're a girl.

Abby joyfully bites into her cupcake. It's perfect. She needs a moment.

ABIGAIL

Yes.

BRYCE

Aaaaaaaaand I found something else back there but I need to run it by you first.

ABIGAIL

What?

Bryce hold up a bottle of wine.

ABIGAIL

Oh. Did you want a glass.

BRYCE

Well...that sort of depends on whether or not I am driving home tonight?

ABIGAIL

Ahhhhhhhh...

BRYCE

Yeah...Obviously I'd stay on the couch. I thought maybe it would be fun to share the bottle and make it a late one tonight.

ABIGAIL

That would be fun, it's just...

BRYCE

I am putting the bottle down. It's ok Abby, I get it.

ABIGAIL

Space is just a thing for me right now.

BRYCE

Alone time. I get it. It's ok. 

ABIGAIL

Sorry.

BRYCE

Don't be.

INT - DOUGLAS' CAR

Parked between trees, tucked away in the shadows Douglas' beat up black truck is almost invisible. He's nervously shaking his leg, attention never leaving the view he has of Abby's house. Finally he sees movement, the front door opens. He sits witness to Abigail and Bryce hugging and saying their goodbyes. Bryce heads to his car and starts it up. Douglas breathes an intense sigh of relief.

DOUGLAS

Phewwwwwwww.

Fuck.

Thank you.

Bryce heads off down the road, Douglas waits. After a minute Douglas says one more thank you and starts to drive away. Just as he's making his turn he takes one last look back at the house in the rear view mirror. Something catches his eye. His brakes slam and the truck comes to a stop.

In the rear view mirror Douglas sees something heading towards the house. He sees a figure rushing towards Abby's side window. It's so dark Douglas has trouble following it, he can hardly make out what it's doing. What is it doing? Did it just go in the window? Did something just go inside the house?

Douglas gets out and looks around. He can't see the figure, he's starting to panic. He moves closer, aware of the dangers that come with his being spotted. The window is open, it looks like something pushed it open and crawled through. Douglas can't believe this, he staggers forward, his stagger becomes a full stride rushing towards Abigail's side window. He sees a hand print on the ledge.

He listens, he hears Abigail singing upstairs. She's alone. He enters through the window.

INT - ABIGAIL'S HOUSE

Inside the house it's quiet, Douglas skulks quietly. He's trying to avoid Abigail, he knows how dangerous this is. He can't be seen. He ducks down and surveys the lower floor while Abigail listens to the radio upstairs.  He hears a creak in the hallway, he very carefully investigates. It's so dark, he can't tell if there's someone there or not. He feels it. Someone's there, someone's staring back at him. 

Something catches his eye, movement from the top of the stairs. He sees Abigail, shes staring back at him. Her face white. She screams.

ABIGAIL

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Douglas motions to Abigail to calm herself, out of the corner of his eye he sees movement in the hallway again. He turns his attention away from Abigail back to the darkness in the front hallway. From out of that darkness a figure stands up, and runs out the front door. Douglas jumps back, startled by what he just saw. He turns back to Abby.

DOUGLAS

Abby! Call the police!

Douglas dashes out the front door after the mystery figure.

Cont'd...

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: and sometimes it gets a little boring.

So. This entry's going to be boring. I've reached the halfway point on my script (fist pump) and now its time for me to build towards the big moment of this movie. The shift. The climax. The WTF moment.

Unfortunately in order to get there I have to nudge the pieces into place. I need to slow things down a little and get my characters into place. I need to build to this moment organically and give my characters a chance to breath and be people before kicking off my next big shakeup. So here's today's entry. This is Abby showing you that she's determined to get her life back to normal, without Douglas.

If you're interested in reading the whole script up until this point it can be found right HERE.

INT - ABIGAIL'S BEDROOM - MORNING

Abigail is up early despite only getting a few hours of sleep the night before. She looks out of her bedroom window, its a beautiful day. Abigail puts on a pair of slippers and heads out into the hall. Out in the hall she stops in her tracks, down the hallway is a room that still scares her. Its the room where she found the dolls torn apart, the twisted writing that littered the walls has been hastily rolled over with a coat of paint. Abby hurries down the hall and closes the door, that room still unnerves her. The house is very quiet.

Abby heads downstairs to the kitchen. She's startled to see the pantry doors wide open, her body freezes. Something about it looks wrong, the boxes of food look like they've been torn into in a rush. Emptied. Nothing else on the scene seems off, there's no other sign of a break in. Abigail grabs a granola bar out of the pantry and closes it. Soon she's off to work.

INT - ABIGAIL'S OFFICE

Abigail walks across her company's busy main floor to her office, the crowds and familiar faces provide comfort for Abigail now. She feels safest at work when she's surrounded by coworkers. Abigail says her hellos while dropping off her things at her desk, she collects her favorite coffee mug and heads for the kitchen. 

BRYCE

Oh good. You made it.

ABIGAIL

 Hello. 

BRYCE

Hey Abby.

ABIGAIL

Yeah I made it. Sort of, I didn't really sleep.

BRYCE

But you did it. You made it through a whole night alone in that big house. 

ABIGAIL

Yup. I am a big girl.

BRYCE

Hey, don't dismiss that accomplishment Abby. I know I was against it last night but what you did, spending a night in that house alone...it was one of the bravest things I've ever seen.

ABIGAIL

Thank you. 

Abigail pours herself a cup of coffee, then offers Bryce a refill on his. He extends his cup, taking her up on the offer. 

ABIGAIL

Hey while you were going through the house last night, do you remember grabbing a snack from the kitchen?

BRYCE

No. Your dad was the one who checked the kitchen. Why?

ABIGAIL

Nothing, I just...I just forgot to buy groceries I guess.

 BRYCE

Well why don't I help you with that after work?

Abigail hesitates, she's careful to keep her distance with people at the moment. Still feeling like she needs to be by herself for a while, to put the pieces of her life back together before moving on.

BRYCE

Come on. We'll load up. I'll make dinner.

ABIGAIL

Bryce...

BRYCE

I am not asking for a date. I just want to help.

ABIGAIL

Ok...dinner actually sounds amazing. Thanks Bryce.

BRYCE

(smiles)

Anytime.

Abigail heads back to her desk, Bryce takes a minute to enjoy his coffee before heading back. He wanders over to the window. Directly across the street is same coffee shop Douglas was seen loitering at earlier.

Cont'd...

Loitering at?

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Focus on the girl.

My name's Thomas. I am writing my first movie. I post everything as I go and collect it all HERE. Or look around a little, I've written shows, shorts, and articles all up in this blog before tackling this movie script business.

Douglas and Abby were madly in love. Douglas had just moved into her beautiful family home in the country, they were happy. Until one day she accused him of mutilating and violating her dolls and writing psychotic messages all over the walls. Douglas is pretty sure he didn't do that. Abby seems absolutely sure that he did. 

Here's today's page:

EXT - ABBY'S DAD'S HOUSE

Abby's car pulls into a small driveway outside of a modest one floor house. Inside the car she collects her things, before reaching for the door handle Abby stops herself and pulls down the overhead mirror. She see's her scar, it's looking more pronounced than before. The makeup has worn off a little. She starts to touch it up with some powder she takes from her bag.

HONK!

The sound of a carhorn behind her startles Abby, powder is flung into the air. Filling her lungs. She starts to choke and quickly exits the car.

BRYCE

Abby!

Bryce emerges from the truck behind Abby's and runs to her. 

BRYCE

Are you ok?

ABIGAIL

Yeah, pffffffffffttt...

That horn just made me jump and I got makeup in my mouth.

BRYCE

My fault. I am sorry.

ABIGAIL

It's ok.

Abigail hugs him.

ABIGAIL

Thank you so much for coming.

BRYCE

Of course Abby but...I don't think you should be doing this.

ABIGAIL

I knowww. My dad keep's saying that.

BRYCE

Your dad might be right.

ABIGAIL

My dad hasn't slept since I've been staying here. He stays up all night, everytime a car's headlights pass by he has to look out the window. If I want things to go back to normal then things have to go back to normal.

BRYCE
Yeah but...

ABIGAIL
I haven't heard from him in weeks, and we changed the locks. 

BRYCE
I don't like it.

ABIGAIL
I need to go home. 

Bryce can see that she means it. 

Off camera a door swings open. The pair turns to see Abigail's father Richard. He has a concerned look in his face.

INT - RICHARDS HOUSE

Inside Richard's small home boxes are everywhere, they're being filled by Abigail and Bryce. Richard isn't helping, he's actively trying to get her to stay.

RICHARD

One more week!

ABIGAIL

Will one more week actually make me any safer?

RICHARD

Yes! 

ABIGAIL

Ok. I get it, I am scared to go back too but I have to. I haven't been alone in weeks. I need to be by myself, I need to be somewhere where I can just cry and process everything that happened. I need to go home.

Richard relents.

RICHARD

I am going to be checking on you, keeping an eye out for anything. I'll drive past every couple hours,

ABIGAIL

You don't need to do that.

RICHARD

It's happening.

BRYCE

Abby?

Abigail turns her attention back to Bryce.

BRYCE

I think we're good here, I think we can get this in one trip.

Abby gives her father one last reassuring look before picking up her box and heading out the door.

On the drive up the men keep suspicious eyes on every car that passes.

INT - ABIGAIL'S HOUSE

Inside the house Abby waits with the boxes in the front hallway, Richard and Bryce are going through the house. They look under every bed and inside every closet. Bryce rushes back up from the basement holding his nose.

ABIGAIL

Told you.

Bryce takes a second to catch his breath.

BRYCE

I didn't see anything down there. Shelves, a cot, Christmas decorations, lots of garbage.

Richard emerges from one of the rooms and comes down the stairs.

RICHARD

I think we should do one more sweep, you check all the rooms I checked and I'll check yours.

ABIGAIL

You both looked everywhere. I saw you look underneath the dresser. He's not a hamster; dad.

RICHARD

Just for tonight maybe I should stay on the couch.

ABIGAIL

I love you dad. No.

RICHARD

Then let him.

BRYCE

I don't mind.

ABIGAIL

Thank you. But no. Please.

Bryce and Richard share a concerned but defeated look. Eventually both giving Abigail a strong hug and well wishes before departing. Abigail closes the door, alone in the house for the first time since the attack.

INT - ABIGAIL'S BEDROOM

Abigail settles into her bed, it's dark and very quiet. She's visibly nervous.

She hears a car approach, the sound startles her and she jumps out of bed and heads to the window. She's shaking. 

As the car pulls around the dark corner she feels relief when she recognizes that it belongs to Richard. Her dad's doing just what he said, he's keeping watch. She heads back to bed and forces her eyes closed. 

Darkness.

...CONT'D

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: This this is my life now.

Once again...

My name's Thomas. I am writing my first movie. I post everything as I go and collect it all HERE.

Douglas and Abby were madly in love. Douglas had just moved into her beautiful family home in the country, they were happy. Until one day she accused him of mutilating and violating her dolls and writing psychotic messages all over the walls. Douglas is pretty sure he didn't do that. Abby seems absolutely sure that he did. 

When it's finished I guess I'll try to send it out there, I actually have no idea how to do that but let's take it one thing at a time here. Here's today's page.

Cont'd...

GRANT

What can you do? She thinks you're trying to kill her. Her dad put a gun to your head and told you to keep away and the police are watching you.

DOUGLAS

Still though.

GRANT

Go back to work. Give it some time.

DOUGLAS

Fuck work.

GRANT

Doug, step away from this for a bit.

DOUGLAS
Step away? She broke her face!

GRANT
That's MY point. She BROKE her own fucking face. This is a bad situation, back the hell away. I know you love this girl and I know your heart is broken and I know you're worried about her but you need to leave that girl alone. She's psycho. She's legit psycho. Stay away from that girl.

DOUGLAS
It's easy to say that..

GRANT
Stay away from that girl!

DOUGLAS
I can't.

GRANT
Stay the FUCK away from that girl.

Douglas doesn't respond. 

GRANT

Don't FUCK your life up. Stay away from that girl!

INT - A COFFEE SHOP

Douglas pick up his order at a coffee shop and sits by the window. He's wearing a pair of sunglasses and his beard has grown in a little. Its bright by the window, he puts on a cap. He sits looking out the window, eyes trained on the door of an office building across the street. He watches people coming in and out, smiling. It's striking to him how carefree they all seem, its something Douglas is envious of.

Then SHE comes out the door.

Douglas' face saddens. She still has a bruise over her eye, it's been touched up with makeup but it's noticeable. Her coworkers hug her meaningfully, as though they all know what's happening and are being extra supportive of her. A few of them walk her to her car, they're keeping an eye out for anyone suspicious. For the first time it occurs to Douglas that there are people out there who think that he's a predator. A complete psycho who attacks helpless women. He pulls his hat down lower on his face and breaks his stare with the window. He tries to look casual, he takes a sip of coffee. Outside the window Abby hugs her coworkers goodbye. She takes one last look around before getting into her car and driving away. Douglas watches her pull away.

Cont'd...

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Exposition.

Ok back to it. So for all of the none of you that actually read this here's what I am doing.

I am writing my first movie.

Brief Synopsis:
  

'Douglas wakes up one morning confronted by his girlfriend accusing him of tearing apart and molesting her favorite dolls. She thinks he did it, he thinks she did it. WTF?'

Here's everything so far:

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

INT - GRANT'S LIVING ROOM

Douglas wakes up on Grant's couch. His head is pounding, his eyes are bloodshot, he's disheveled, hungover. It hurts to move. Douglas fumbled around at the coffee table in front of him, it's littered with garbage. He finds a half empty bottle of water and downs it, he managed to get to a sitting position. He sits, holding his head and breathing heavily for a minute before trying to stand up. Douglas struggles to his feet.

Standing up now Douglas can see out the window into the front yard, his truck is parked right in the middle of Grant's front lawn. Grant's garden doesn't look so good.

DOUGLAS

Shit.

GRANT

Yeah shit.

Douglas turns to see Grant, he's carrying a cup of coffee.

GRANT

Drink some fucking coffee. Idiot. 

DOUGLAS

I am sorry.

GRANT

What the fuck were you doing driving last night?

DOUGLAS

I don't know. 

GRANT

DRINK!

Douglas drinks his coffee, his takes a seat. 

GRANT

What happened?

DOUGLAS

I went home. I went to Abby. I got arrested, they told me she got attacked last night. They think it's me. She has a broken eye socket.

GRANT

The..........seriously?

DOUGLAS

She didn't see her attacker. 

GRANT

It's hard to see imaginary people.

DOUGLAS

How would she even do that? Break her own eye socket?

GRANT

She punched herself.

DOUGLAS

Hard enough to break the socket?

GRANT

Maybe she hit herself with something, or she threw herself into a wall. 

DOUGLAS

She hits herself in the face with like...a rock, then she gets back in bed and waits for someone to find her? Why?

GRANT

I don't know. 

DOUGLAS

Are we really thinking she's that far gone?

GRANT

...I don't know.

 Douglas's leg bounces with nervous anxiety. 

DOUGLAS

I talked to her. 

GRANT

Really? When?

DOUGLAS

I called her from the bar. She said I was a mistake.

 Bryce is with her.

GRANT

Well...She's his problem now.

DOUGLAS

FUCK YOU!

GRANT

I am sorry dude. I know this sucks, in fact this is honestly the shittiest thing I've ever heard but seriously, I don't want you going back to her. 

DOUGLAS

FUCK YOU! We were laying in bed together only a couple days ago. I was planning to marry her. You think I can just turn that off and say "Ah fuck it, let Bryce have her. She's crazy"? You think I can let this go? She BROKE her fucking EYE!

Grant has no response.

CONT'D

TOM WRITES HIS FIRST MOVIE: Go back and fix crap.

So I finally read over what I have so far, I feel like I am missing a scene. I need something to help build up this tension that's set to boil over between my couple.

Hence, today's page. I'll sandwich it in somewhere near the beginning.

INT - KITCHEN

A pot boils on the stove.

DOUGLAS

Ok, throw them in.

Abby is holding two large lobsters.

ABBY

I am having second thoughts.

Douglas laughs.

DOUGLAS

I knew this was going to happen. I told you in the store. I knew you'd bond with them by the time we got home.

ABBY

Arrrrgggg...I really want lobster too.

Abby looks at the two lobsters, all tied up and at her mercy. 

ABBY

Uggg...why did I name them?

DOUGLAS

Why don't you give them to me and leave the room.

ABBY

Nooooo. I know what you're going to do with them.

DOUGLAS

I am going to cook them. That's why we bought them Abby, you were so excited in the store.

ABBY

I knowwwwwww...I am being weird. 

DOUGLAS

Can I have them?

ABBY

No.

Douglas's body language registers frustration but on him face is a big smile. He can't get mad at that.

DOUGLAS

You know we can't keep two pet lobsters, right? They would just die anyway Abby.

ABBY

Why can't we just let them go? We can take them to the lake.

DOUGLAS

Abbbbbbbyyyyyyy...this is adorable but I really don't want to do that. This was my dinner too, I was excited.

ABBY

 But think about how mean that is. Peter and Pepper will thank us, we can save them. It'll be like a Disney movie. The first half of the movie will be about how they got caught and forced to survive in that aquarium at the restaurant. Watching their friends being chosen and then eaten in front of them. 

DOUGLAS

This is dark.

ABBY

Yeah! And then it gets really dark when a young couple comes into the restaurant and chooses both of them. At least they get to die together; they think.

DOUGLAS

Jeez.

ABBY

But then at the last minute the couple looks at them and see's how in love they are and how scared, so they decide to let them go. They give them a  new life in a beautiful lake with lots of food. All because they had a last minute change of heart.

DOUGLAS

I am not sold. Do you even know for sure they they're a boy and girl?

Abby doesn't.

ABBY

(unconvincingly)

Yes.

DOUGLAS

Abby you're cute. But I want to eat these guys.

ABBY

Oh come on. You love animals as much as I do.

DOUGLAS

Yeah?

ABBY

And I don't see you being able to eat Petey and Pepper, now that...

Douglas takes them away from Abby and puts them right into the boiling pot in one cold motion.

DOUGLAS

Wanna bet?

Abby is shocked. She can't believe that Douglas could be that callous. 

The pot screams.

INT - THE KITCHEN TABLE

Douglas as Abby sit across from each other at the table, not speaking. Douglas is enjoying his lobster, Abby hasn't touched hers.

Cont'd...