Mav I'll do the creation, BFJ with fix the spelling and say we both wrote it.
this is only a first draft. I'm just trying to finish it and then the unfun part starts, where half of it will probably get cut.
Film working title FUCK YOU
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FUCK YOU- agony and ecstasy (literally)
EXT. Friday Night. Park.
JEN and KEV are holding hands walking through a park. They sit down.
JEN
Thanks for saving me.
KEV
Thanks for the e.
EXT. Friday Night. Football.
JOHNN and HILARY are holding hands walking across the football field. They don't see the car parked in the parking lot.
HILARY
Wow you have some bad-ass moves. My hero.
JOHNNY
My pleasure.
INT. Friday Night. Car.
The football boys are in the car. They see JOHNNY and HILARY on the football field.
LB 1
I don't fucking believe it.
QB
What?
The QB looks up to see JOHNNY and HILARY kissing.
EXT. Friday Night. Park.
KEV is laying on his stomach. JEN sits on his butt, she is giving him a back rub.
EXT. Friday Night. Football Field.
JOHNNY and HILARY are making out on the 50 yard line.
EXT. Friday Night. Parking lot.
Quietly LB 1 opens the trunk of his car. He takes out small wooden baseball bats and hands one to QB. QB taps the bat against his open palm. LB 2 doesn't reach for a bat.
LB 1 (whispering fiercely)
Fuckin' take it.
LB 2 reluctantly takes the bat.
EXT. Friday Night. Park.
JEN has her shirt off and KEV is giving her a back rub. KEV is in total ecstasy.
EXT. Friday Night. Football Field.
JOHNNY is horizontal with Hilary. They are in the middle of a passionate French kiss when a baseball bat smacks the side of his head.
HILARY
Nooooooo!
INT. Friday Night. Mansion.
DAVIS has drunk two bottles of wine. He turns off the TV. He puts the wine bottles into recycling and rinses out his glass. He slowly walks to his bedroom.
JEN and KEV are holding hands walking through a park. They sit down.
JEN
Thanks for saving me.
KEV
Thanks for the e.
EXT. Friday Night. Football.
JOHNN and HILARY are holding hands walking across the football field. They don't see the car parked in the parking lot.
HILARY
Wow you have some bad-ass moves. My hero.
JOHNNY
My pleasure.
INT. Friday Night. Car.
The football boys are in the car. They see JOHNNY and HILARY on the football field.
LB 1
I don't fucking believe it.
QB
What?
The QB looks up to see JOHNNY and HILARY kissing.
EXT. Friday Night. Park.
KEV is laying on his stomach. JEN sits on his butt, she is giving him a back rub.
EXT. Friday Night. Football Field.
JOHNNY and HILARY are making out on the 50 yard line.
EXT. Friday Night. Parking lot.
Quietly LB 1 opens the trunk of his car. He takes out small wooden baseball bats and hands one to QB. QB taps the bat against his open palm. LB 2 doesn't reach for a bat.
LB 1 (whispering fiercely)
Fuckin' take it.
LB 2 reluctantly takes the bat.
EXT. Friday Night. Park.
JEN has her shirt off and KEV is giving her a back rub. KEV is in total ecstasy.
EXT. Friday Night. Football Field.
JOHNNY is horizontal with Hilary. They are in the middle of a passionate French kiss when a baseball bat smacks the side of his head.
HILARY
Nooooooo!
INT. Friday Night. Mansion.
DAVIS has drunk two bottles of wine. He turns off the TV. He puts the wine bottles into recycling and rinses out his glass. He slowly walks to his bedroom.
happy birthday johnny cash
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FUCK YOU- Reverse Culture Shock
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot of small town.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot of farmhouses.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot of mansion.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot moves in on mansion.
2 expensive cars and 1 expensive SUV are parked in the driveway.
INT. Afternoon. Mansion.
The house is immaculately clean. It's an environment more sterile than warm or loving.
INT. Saturday. Afternoon. Bedroom.
DAVIS is sleeping in the bed. His clothes are messily strewn over his suitcase but the rest of the room is as pristinely clean as the rest of the house. There is a KNOCK on his door. DAVIS stirs from his sleep. The KNOCKING continues.
DAVIS
Yeah?
MOM
Time to get up.
MOM enters the room.
DAVIS
What time is it?
MOM
It is afternoon, like after twelve. Time to get up.
DAVIS (Sitting up in bed)
I'm still jet legged.
MOM
You've been back a week.
DAVIS
So?
MOM
The reason you are still jet legged is because you are not trying to adjust to the time difference. You stay up all night.
DAVIS
No I don't.
MOM
I've notice a significant depletion in the wine cellar. Anyway time to get up. You new job starts today.
INT. Saturday. Bedroom.
DAVIS
Huh?
MOM (with derision)
Your new job, red color.
MOM throws the bright red work shirt on the bed. DAVIS picks it up and inspects in.
DAVIS
Oh yeah. I almost forgot.
EXT. Saturday. Strip Mall Parking Lot.
DAVIS is wearing his bright red work shirt and black visor. He exits the SUV, halfway between the truck and the sandwich shop DAVIS turns around and clicks on the key button locking all the doors.
INT. Saturday. Sandwich Shop.
JAN, heavy set, with a badly dyed and curled hair job, has watched DAVIS get out of the SUV wearing the same shirt she is. Except that DAVIS isn't stuffed into his shirt.
FLASHBACK- PARIS. DAVIS and an extremely sexy, extremely 'French' girl are sitting at an outdoor Paris café. Thin, extremely elegant Europeans pass on the street. People in the café drink delicate strong coffees and flaky pastries. A WAITER brings DAVIS and the FRENCH GIRL baguette sandwiches and beers. The FRENCH GIRL puts out her cigarette and blows a kiss to DAVIS. DAVIS picks up the crusty bread and takes a happy big bite.
INT. Saturday Sandwich Shop.
An obese family is chowing down floppy white bread hero sandwiches. The pudgy daughter takes a greedy bite and all the food stuffs sloppily falls out the back of the sandwich.
PUDGY DAUGHTER
Shit.
OBESE MOTHER
Watcher you mouth.
The OBESE FATHER takes a long sip from the straw of this 32-ounce soda.
DAVIS passes JAN
JAN
Who are you?
DAVIS
I'm Davis. That is my first name. I start today.
JAN
Start what?
DAVIS
Work.
JAN
Work where?
DAVIS
Work here.
JAN
Here?
DAVIS
Yeah here. Yeah know?
JAN
No, I don't know.
DAVIS
Yeah well I interviewed with a girl, her name was Nancy I think, she said to come in today.
JAN
Didn't I see you get out of that Dodge Durango? (note: any expensive SUV at time of filming)
DAVIS
Yeah I guess so.
JAN
Why would someone who drives a Dodge Durango be working at Cousins?
DAVIS
I don't know. It's not really my car.
JAN
You stole it?
DAVIS
No, I didn't steal it, I…
NANCY walks out from the back. She is about thirty, pretty in a small town girl way. She has on tight jeans that don't flatter her nice figure and she wears too much make up. She seems friendly.
NANCY
Hi Davis. I'm glad you made it.
JAN
Nancy who is this?
NANCY
Davis. Jan, you just concentrate on making sure your till isn't short again today.
JAN gives DAVIS a hard stare.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot of farmhouses.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot of mansion.
EXT. Saturday. Afternoon. Ariel shot moves in on mansion.
2 expensive cars and 1 expensive SUV are parked in the driveway.
INT. Afternoon. Mansion.
The house is immaculately clean. It's an environment more sterile than warm or loving.
INT. Saturday. Afternoon. Bedroom.
DAVIS is sleeping in the bed. His clothes are messily strewn over his suitcase but the rest of the room is as pristinely clean as the rest of the house. There is a KNOCK on his door. DAVIS stirs from his sleep. The KNOCKING continues.
DAVIS
Yeah?
MOM
Time to get up.
MOM enters the room.
DAVIS
What time is it?
MOM
It is afternoon, like after twelve. Time to get up.
DAVIS (Sitting up in bed)
I'm still jet legged.
MOM
You've been back a week.
DAVIS
So?
MOM
The reason you are still jet legged is because you are not trying to adjust to the time difference. You stay up all night.
DAVIS
No I don't.
MOM
I've notice a significant depletion in the wine cellar. Anyway time to get up. You new job starts today.
INT. Saturday. Bedroom.
DAVIS
Huh?
MOM (with derision)
Your new job, red color.
MOM throws the bright red work shirt on the bed. DAVIS picks it up and inspects in.
DAVIS
Oh yeah. I almost forgot.
EXT. Saturday. Strip Mall Parking Lot.
DAVIS is wearing his bright red work shirt and black visor. He exits the SUV, halfway between the truck and the sandwich shop DAVIS turns around and clicks on the key button locking all the doors.
INT. Saturday. Sandwich Shop.
JAN, heavy set, with a badly dyed and curled hair job, has watched DAVIS get out of the SUV wearing the same shirt she is. Except that DAVIS isn't stuffed into his shirt.
FLASHBACK- PARIS. DAVIS and an extremely sexy, extremely 'French' girl are sitting at an outdoor Paris café. Thin, extremely elegant Europeans pass on the street. People in the café drink delicate strong coffees and flaky pastries. A WAITER brings DAVIS and the FRENCH GIRL baguette sandwiches and beers. The FRENCH GIRL puts out her cigarette and blows a kiss to DAVIS. DAVIS picks up the crusty bread and takes a happy big bite.
INT. Saturday Sandwich Shop.
An obese family is chowing down floppy white bread hero sandwiches. The pudgy daughter takes a greedy bite and all the food stuffs sloppily falls out the back of the sandwich.
PUDGY DAUGHTER
Shit.
OBESE MOTHER
Watcher you mouth.
The OBESE FATHER takes a long sip from the straw of this 32-ounce soda.
DAVIS passes JAN
JAN
Who are you?
DAVIS
I'm Davis. That is my first name. I start today.
JAN
Start what?
DAVIS
Work.
JAN
Work where?
DAVIS
Work here.
JAN
Here?
DAVIS
Yeah here. Yeah know?
JAN
No, I don't know.
DAVIS
Yeah well I interviewed with a girl, her name was Nancy I think, she said to come in today.
JAN
Didn't I see you get out of that Dodge Durango? (note: any expensive SUV at time of filming)
DAVIS
Yeah I guess so.
JAN
Why would someone who drives a Dodge Durango be working at Cousins?
DAVIS
I don't know. It's not really my car.
JAN
You stole it?
DAVIS
No, I didn't steal it, I…
NANCY walks out from the back. She is about thirty, pretty in a small town girl way. She has on tight jeans that don't flatter her nice figure and she wears too much make up. She seems friendly.
NANCY
Hi Davis. I'm glad you made it.
JAN
Nancy who is this?
NANCY
Davis. Jan, you just concentrate on making sure your till isn't short again today.
JAN gives DAVIS a hard stare.
have you got the whole plot worked out in your head already or is this all off the cuff?
it is nice, the contrast between the american sandwich shop and the french cafe. i think you do a nice job with putting two contrasting scenes together in a lot of your stuff. i don't know if you do it intentionally, but it's good.
i like it that you're more flattering in your portrayal of the french.
last night at the mardi gras party the two people who had been to paris who were there talked about how much they hated it, which is what i hear a lot from folks around here about paris. i was actually thinking we're having a mardi gras party, want to talk about dirty cities, have you been to new orleans? the streets smell like a combination of piss, puke, and beer, and that's in the tourist district.
it is nice, the contrast between the american sandwich shop and the french cafe. i think you do a nice job with putting two contrasting scenes together in a lot of your stuff. i don't know if you do it intentionally, but it's good.
i like it that you're more flattering in your portrayal of the french.
last night at the mardi gras party the two people who had been to paris who were there talked about how much they hated it, which is what i hear a lot from folks around here about paris. i was actually thinking we're having a mardi gras party, want to talk about dirty cities, have you been to new orleans? the streets smell like a combination of piss, puke, and beer, and that's in the tourist district.