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Stories in production
Merton Dingle Love Machine
Demon In The Slow Lane
Nature Is Bad
CRUD revised ending
Freaky Wednesday Page 1
Freaky Wednesday Page 2
Vision Girl Page 1
Vision Girl Page 2
7 Unfinished PLEASE HELP
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| (NOTE: If you didn’t get the reference in the fifth story (the two agents) they are from a SciFi Channel show called The Invisible Man which airs on Fri. at 8:00(but will move to Mondays in January). So when I say Darien (Fawkes) appears as if from nowhere, I’m not on anything, I actually got it from somewhere). Vision Girl EXT: The Park, Night Tommy is walking slowly through the park with a flashlight, rustling can be heard all around him. (Tommy’s Inner Monologue) It’s kind of embarrassing to be afraid of the dark at my age, not to mention that I’m a creature of the night by definition, but something about not being aware of what’s around me freaks me out to no end. We’d been tracking a new demon that feeds on brain waves, leaving its victims idiots, minus two eyes. Good idea for a SciFi novel if it hadn't already happened. The books said the demon would hide out in wooded areas so here we are. An owl hoots and he jumps a little. (TIM) Any number of ugly, disgusting creatures could jump out at any moment. Merton runs out of the bushes and crashes into Tommy. He jumps back and drops his flashlight leaving everything in total darkness. Tommy (Unseen): Thanks Merton. Merton: Sorry, thought I heard something. Tommy: Can you help me find my flashlight? Rustling can be heard as they struggle to find it on the ground. A circle of light shines on the flashlight on the ground. The camera moves up to see Lori with a bored look on her face. Lori: We’re not gonna find anything if you guys just sit around doing nothing. Tommy grabs his flashlight and they get up. Allison (Voice): Hey guys! I think I found something! They rush off screen. EXT: A Huge Tree Tommy, Lori, and Merton join Allison at a large tree in the middle a clearing. They all lean in closer to examine a hole in the middle. Tommy: What is it? Merton holds up a shred of scales. Merton: Skin. Lori: I think everyone else is in agreement when I say “ewwwww”. Merton: It’s not human. Lori: Oh well that’s a whole lot better. Tommy: At least we know it was here. A loud growl ring through the air. Tommy: Okay, “was” was a bad choice of words. A yellow skinned, reptile thing jumps on top of Tommy’s back and throws him against the tree. He wolfs out. Tommy: Get the arrows! Allison pulls up a crossbow and tries to shoot it but the demon shoots a blue bolt of energy out of his mouth which knocks it out of her hand. Allison: What the hell was that? Merton: That’s what the arrows are for. He pulls up a spare crossbow and shoots it. The camera follows the arrow as it slices into the monster’s chest. It snaps up in pain and shoots another beam, this time hitting Lori and sending her off camera. Tommy: I thought you said it wouldn’t be able to do that anymore. Merton: That’s what the book said, don’t blame me, blame the book. Tommy: Arrgh! The demon runs away but rather than chase after it, Tommy and Merton go back to check on Lori. Tommy: Are you all right? He helps her up. She looks at Tommy confused. Lori (a little dazed): I’m fine. Allison: Sorry about back there. Merton: It’s okay. Lori opens her eyes and they’re sky blue. Tommy and Merton accidentally wince when they notice. Lori: What? INT: The Lair Lori is looking at her eyes in the mirror. The others are sitting around the room. Merton: I can’t find anything to explain this. Tommy: It’s not that bad. Lori turns around. Lori: How am I gonna hide this from my parents? Tommy: Just tell ‘em they’re contacts, it’s the new fad. Allison: Merton, I thought you said it wouldn’t be able to feed for twenty-four hours after we shot him with that stuff. Merton: The book said the Tabasco mixture would do the trick but I guess they were wrong. Tommy: Well maybe it wasn’t trying to feed, all the other victims that it hit with the ray didn’t have any eyes, let alone freaky ones. Lori glares at him. Tommy: Sorry. She starts to wobble a little bit, holding her head in pain. Tommy moves up and touches her on the arm. Tommy: You okay? Her head jerks down and then back up in a violent seizure, her pupils have disappeared. She regains her composure and stares at Tommy confused. Tommy: What? Lori: I don’t know, had a flash or something. Tommy: A flash? Lori: Yeah, it was gray and a little fuzzy but it was you, you were falling, you wolfed out and then it just stopped. Merton: Hallucinations? Lori: No I don’t think so… it was real… it seemed urgent. Merton: How many fingers am I holding up? Lori: thirty-two. Tommy: So if these are real than why did a brain eating demon give them to Lori? From across the room Allison: Thought eating, but it wasn’t him. They go over to the computer screen where Allison is researching demons. Allison: I got to thinking about what you said about the demon before. You said that it was a descendent of the Ragnok clan which all have the ability to speak and think rationally, the thing we met tonight didn’t look like the smart type so I checked elsewhere. She scrolls down. Allison: Ta da! A Fereck demon. Lori: I’m sure I would have noticed a face that ugly wasn’t the face we were looking for. Tommy: It was kind of dark. Plus, Merton, didn’t you say the thought eater used its third eye to feed? Merton: Guess I forgot that part. Oh, and the purple skin part too. Allison (reading from computer screen): Although the Fereck demon has incredible psychic powers, for the most part, it is completely oblivious of them. It hunts for its food, inadvertently using its power to paralyze its prey. It also tries to create a connection with its victims by giving over certain attributes to said victim for a long-term hunt. Lori: Painful vision whenever I come in contact with someone AND a savage demon out to kill me, damn it’s great day Allison: That does suck, sorry Lori. Merton: What are you talking about, this is great. Lori: What? Merton: Well the demon thing sucks but think of what we have here. Tommy: What are you talking about? Merton: Until we figure out how to get rid of this curse, we have a genuine fortuneteller. Lori: You are not using me as a party quark, Merton. Merton: Just think of it as taking advantages of an advantage. Lori: Right. Tommy: Tell you what, let’s go to the Factory to take our minds off of all this. Allison: You guys have to do a lot of that don’t you? Merton: You’d be surprised how calming the Factory can be after you’ve been cursed with obesity or invisibility, it’s just something about the atmosphere of the place. Lori: I can’t go out looking like this anyway. Tommy: Just get some sunglasses, it’ll be fine. Tommy turns around and takes a few steps over to get his coat, neglecting to notice the pile of books in his way. Allison: Watch out for the… Tommy trips and falls on his face. Allison: …books Growls can be heard as he comes back up wolfed out and embarrassed. Merton: Well, you were warned. INT: Hotel Room A dark blonde haired woman (Claire, to save time) is unpacking her cloths as Darien Fawkes and the short agent (Bobby Hobbes, also to save time) are sitting around the room. Claire: So? Bobby: So what? Claire: You still haven’t told me why I needed to come down here. You found the clone, god knows we all want that ordeal to be over, why not just apprehend him and be done with it. (pause) Claire: Well Darien: You’re not going to believe us. Claire: Try me. Bobby: Have you ever seen a werewolf? Claire: A werewolf? Darien: Yeah, sharp teeth, lotta facial hair. Claire: Can’t say I have, seeing as how they don’t exist. Darien: See, told you. Claire Oh come on. Are you saying there’s a living, breathing werewolf in this town? Bobby: There used to be two, one killed the other one. Darien: We don’t really know what the other thing was. Claire: And when did you see all of this? Bobby: Couple of nights ago, it and a few kids were talking to our clone, and here’s the kicker, one of the kids was supposed to be plant food. Darien: There was two of the same kid. Claire: I should have packed more stuff. She lets her suitcase fall closed in mock surrender. INT: The Factory Tommy, Merton and Lori are sitting at the bar; Lori is wearing black gloves and sunglasses that match her black jacket and jeans. She is sipping her drink and looking very depressed. In the crowd, two bald guys in dark glasses are watching them. Tommy: I don’t see what you’re stressing over. Merton: Some demon curse make you blind? Tommy: Something like this happens all the time and we always fix it, this’ll be gone by the end of the week. Merton and Allison join them at the bar. Merton: Hey guys. Lori: Hey Merton. Merton: Why so glum? Tommy: Oh she’s just bummed about the whole “painful visions” thing. Merton: Speaking of which. He reaches into his pocket. Merton: I was thinking, what if it doesn’t just work on people, but inanimate objects too? He pulls out a small slip of paper and shows it to Lori. Merton: Touch it and see if my lottery ticket won. Allison: Merton, that’s mean. Merton: She knows I’m only kidding. Lori: Yeah. Allison: I want to dance. Merton: Oh I don’t know. Allison: Come on. Merton: I can’t dance. Lori: What are you talking about? All through this next speech Merton will be pantomiming, doing the “cut it out” motion across his neck and the time out motion with his hands. Lori: When you were three hundred pounds, you were break dancing and spinning around like a pro. Allison turns her head and he stops instantly. Allison: Is that true? Merton: Yeah, I must have forgot. She drags him to the dance floor. Tommy: Now that was mean. Lori: He deserved it. Lori takes a drink and then sneezes, going down and then back up. Tommy: Bless you. Lori: Tha… Her head slams down on the bar in another violent seizure. Vision The camera is gray and fuzzy but you can barely make out, a guy running from a ferocious creature. INT: The Bar Tommy: What happened, I didn’t touch you? Camera moves to the right to see an old guy talking to the bartender. Old Guy: I’ll have what she’s having. Camera moves back. Tommy: Are you all right? Lori: Not really, those really pack a wallop. Tommy: What did you see? Lori: It was some kid, he was being chased by our demon. Tommy: Let’s go. INT: Dance Floor Tommy and Lori walk onto the dance floor to find Allison standing awestruck by Merton who is doing cliché dances very badly, the cabbage patch and the eye thing from pulp fiction come to mind. Tommy: Come on Merton. Merton: What? I was just getting warmed up. They pull him off screen and Allison follows them. Lori: No you weren’t. EXT: Street, Night The street is in front of a Burger King for future reference. The gang is in the bushes staking out the street for anything unusual. Merton: Are you sure this is where the vision was? Lori: Positive. Tommy: So how did the book say we kill this thing again? Allison: Hit it with something really hard. Merton: What? Allison: Keep in mind I’m paraphrasing. Merton: Oh. Tommy: Hey Merton, I thought you said the vision would only come when she touched somebody. Merton: Well, either that was never the case at all or her powers are getting stronger, the later of which is my guess. Tommy: “the later of which is my guess” who talks like that? Merton: Well not all of us are intelligent enough for proper speech and grammar. Tommy: Are you insinuating that I’m stupid? Merton: Insinuating? Lori: Shut up, both of you. Pounding on the ground can be heard from close by. Suddenly a guy runs around the corner of the Burger King and jets down the sidewalk. The Fereck demon comes out from around the corner and runs after him. A rock hits him in the side from off screen. Tommy: Hey Fereck, did you drop that? The Fereck growls and than recognizes Lori, he lunges at her but Tommy swoops his arm up and throws him into a street light, wolfing out in mid-swing. INT: Burger King Darien and Bobby are sitting in a booth by the window; Darien is the only one eating. Bobby: How can you eat that stuff? It’s way too fattening. Darien: You would know, you’re the expert on fat content. Bobby: You know, I’m gonna let that one slide because I…Hey, isn’t that…? Tommy slams into the window and lands on their table. Tommy: Hi. D and B: Hi. The agents respond in shock as the demon jumps through the broken window and lands on top of Tommy, choking him with its claws. Due to fear, a metallic silver liquid starts seeping down Darien’s forehead (you have to watch their show to know what that means). Bobby: Fawkes! Darien feels his forehead and runs out of the restaurant, he passes Merton, Allison, and Lori as they come in the door. Every one starts rampaging out the door, Bobby is watching from behind the grills. Tommy: Little help. Lori: Got it. She pulls a fire extinguisher off the wall and shoots it at the demon; it flies back out the broken window. Merton: You all right man? Tommy: Yeah. He starts to get up and sees the demon jumping up again, he rolls out of the way and it flies right into Lori just as she swings the fire extinguisher, slamming it in the head. Lori: I think that was hard enough. They all walk up to the lifeless body on the ground; Tommy is human again. Allison: It’s dead right? Tommy: I think so. Merton pokes it with a stick. Merton: Seems pretty dead to me. Tommy: Than why does Lori still have the freaky eyes. Lori glares at him again. Tommy: Sorry again. Allison: Maybe we weren’t supposed to kill it, maybe we needed it alive. Bobby: FBI, hands up! They turn to Bobby pointing a gun at them; they all raise their hands in unison. EXT: Street, Night In the background, Bobby shoves the gang into the van. EXT: Different Street, Night The guy that was being chased is revealed to be carrying a rolled up scroll in his hand, he is still running for his life, he passes an alley and is pulled in by a green mutated hand. INT: Interrogation Room The four teens are sitting in an all-gray room with Bobby and Claire staring at them. Bobby: So what do you have to say for your selves. Merton: We’re really sorry and it’ll never happen again? Allison: What are we in here for? Bobby: I think you know. Allison: No we don’t. Bobby: Yes you do. Merton: No we don’t. Bobby: Yes you… Unseen Darien (Voice): Give it a rest. Darien walks into the room through the door. Darien:Hi, My names's Darien, the portly gentlemen is my partner Hobbes and the prudy English stereotype is Claire. T, M, and A in Unison: Hi. Darien: Let me level with ya, we’ve been watching you for a couple of weeks now and we need to know what’s going on. Tommy: I don’t know what you mean. Darien: Look, I’m not an idiot, I went through puberty, the facial hair thing doesn’t go that far. Claire: You’re a werewolf. Darien: And frankly that freaked us out, but it’s not why were here. Bobby: Were here about your clone. Darien: More specifically, why it’s still here. Do you have any idea? Merton: That’s a whole “ghost bent on revenge thing” you have nothing to do with Darien: Okay so that’s ghosts, aliens, and werewolves, anything else? Allison: That thing Lori killed was a savage demon. Darien: Spectacular. Claire: Uh, hello? Lori had been staring into space and suddenly snaps out of it. Lori: Huh? Bobby: What’s with the eye… Darien elbows him in the ribs. Darien: Shut up man. Lori: No it’s all right, it was that demon, the one you saw in the restaurant. Bobby: The one you killed? Lori: Yeah, it gave me these visions, along with the eyes. Darien: Exactly how often do you guy do that? Kill demons, I mean. Tommy: Often. Bobby: Is that what you were doing when you killed that other werewolf? Merton: What other werewolf? Bobby: The one in the warehouse. Merton: That wasn’t a werewolf, it was just another demon. Darien: See, I told you. Lori clutches her head in slight pain. Claire: Is this a vision? Vision An eye opens and glows, close up of a guy falling to the ground with no eyes. Flashes back into reality. Merton: What did you see? Lori: It was the thought eater, it got someone else. Claire: Thought eater? Tommy: Let’s go. They get up and start to leave. Bobby: Hey, this isn’t over. Merton: Wait a second, let me see your badges again. Darien shows him his badge. Merton: Yeah I thought so, while I fully respect the offices of “Fish and Game”, I don’t think this is anywhere near your jurisdiction, plus we really do have to go. Tommy: Merton, do you have any of those arrows left? Merton: Yeah they’re at the Lair, I’ll swing around and get them. Tommy: Good. The agents look confused. Tommy: If you want to come and watch then you stay back. They exchange glances. Tommy: It could get messy. |
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