Friday, March 07, 2008

Draft One

I have wrote my first of my draft:

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By Richard Parr


1. Int. Males bedroom – Morning

Close up on the male tucked up in bed, the only light source is the scrambling of the television (cut to tv, then back to the male). The camera gradually pans out slowly, exposing a mid shot of the room, which consists of a bedside table with an alarm clock, displaying the time 5:59. As the time hits 6am a blast of an alarm sound and screeching tyres wakes the male quite sharply. He reacts quite drastically, by sitting up straight away in a sweat and with his eyes wide open (slightly panicked)

He looks at the time and turns off the alarm and television. He turns on a light and opens the curtains (still quite dark).He collects a towel off the floor and walks off screen.

2. Int. Shower – Morning

A mid/close up of the males upper body. He is washing his hair then we cut to close ups on his wounds then back to him. He hears a distant female scream, he stops, looks around. Puts his head into his hands and stares at the shower tiles, he seems quite depressed.
After about 10 seconds he turns off the shower and moves out of the static mid shot.

3. Int. Male’s bedroom – Morning

The male walks into the room and starts to put on a suit , we see this with close ups such as pulling the trouser from his feet, buttoning of the shirt and tightening of the tie. Once the dressing is complete there’s a cut to a mid shot of him in his funeral suit.

4. Int. Stairs and Dining room

We follow the male down stairs, and as he reaches the bottom, post is delivered, so he picks up the letters, slight cut to a close up of the letters exposing the name of the flat mates name on all of the post. He continues to walk down stairs through to the dining room where his flat mate sits eating cereal.



Flat mate

“Are those for me?”

Male

(Reluctantly)

Yea..

Flat mate

“Hey, why the attitude? And the suit?”

The male looks back in disgust and surprise.

The flat mate realises the occasion and his face drops into a cautious/sympathetic expression.

Flat mate

“O.. I’m sorry, it hasn’t hit me yet. I forget what happened and wake up some times believing nothing has happened.”

Male

“I’m glad you can get sleep, I think I have only had about 4 hours sleep since… well you know.

Flat mate

“I know… well you know me, I have quite a lot of sleep, more than I want sometimes (laughs)”

Male looks back with yet again another look of disgust.

Flat mate

“Look, I’m sorry, I’m just trying to keep my head together and get on with it.”

Male

“Yea, but that isn’t easy for me, I caused it! It was my fault.”




Flat mate

“Look it wasn’t your fault! You didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did! I don’t blame you! (whilst gesturing towards a framed photo) And I’m sure ***** doesn’t blame you too.”

The male’s face drops as he looks towards the photo.

Cut to a close up on a framed picture of the three friends (Male, flat mate and *****) and back to the males face.

Male

“Are you sure you don’t blame me?”

Flat mate

“Ofcourse I don’t, you couldn’t of knew it was going to happen. It just happened! That’s life… well or was? You know what I mean.”

The male sadly nods

Flat mate

“Well, I’m sorry I can’t come today, I got to go upstairs and do some work”

Male

“Yea, I know”

Flat mate finishes off his cereal and then walks to the doorway, taps the male on the shoulder and walks out the room. Close up on the males deeply saddened face with the sound of footsteps banging up the stairs.

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