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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Please Enjoy My Husbands Screenplay entitled, "Runaway Time."

Posted is the first four pages of Steven W. Easley's screenplay entitled, "Runaway Time." I hope you enjoy and feel free to leave comments, I'd love to hear from you!




FADE IN:


EXT. HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA -- DAY

WE SEE the "HOLLYWOOD" sign and Pan down to the "Walk of Fame.  CORY MASON (13) RIDES into FRAME on a BEAT UP BMX Bicycle, there is a ragged BACKPACK on his back.  A LONG METAL PIECE with FOLDING HOOKS is fastened to the side of the bike frame.  He is DODGING the TOURISTS, who are walking and milling around along the sidewalk.

CORY
Sorry, excuse me.
(beat)
Coming through.

INSERT:

WE SEE a MISSING CHILD FLYER STAPLED to a light pole.  The FLYER has the photo of a young girl listed as KAYLEE CARSON.  A second headline READS: ENDANGERED RUNAWAY.

BACK TO SCENE :

Cory almost runs into a CHINESE WOMAN carrying a BABY.  He GLANCES over his shoulder as he rides past her.

CORY
Sorry!

When he TURNS back to face forward he RUNS SQUARE into SERGEANT THOMAS "VADER" NEWMAN(45) a TALL, FIT POLICE OFFICER with SERGEANT STRIPES.  Newman doesn't even FLINCH when Cory rams into him.  Cory and the bike TOPPLE to the pavement.  Newman SMIRKS at the boy and helps him to his feet.

NEWMAN
You might consider walking with that thing at this time of day, with so many people on the streets.

CORY
Sorry, Vad...Officer Newman.

ROOKIE JEFFERSON SPENCE (21), a young ROOKIE cop joins them, carrying a CUP of COFFEE and a HOTDOG thickly loaded with MUSTARD, RELISH and KETCHUP.  Cory is in the process of PUSHING the bike down the street.  Newman watches after him.

NEWMAN
(WHISPERS)
One, two, three...

Cory HOPS onto the bike and wheels away.

CORY
Game on!

NEWMAN
(grinning)
Lasted all of three seconds this time.

SPENCE
Are you going to ticket him or something?

NEWMAN
For what, being a kid.  These street kids got it hard enough without us making it worse on them.  He's just trying to survive in a tough world.

Spence doesn't notice as a GLOB of mustard and ketchup FALLS onto his uniform shirt.

SPENCE
I still think we should do something.

NEWMAN
(pointing at Spence's chest.)
Why don't you start by cleaning yourself up.

Spence LOOKS down at the spill.

SPENCE
Oh damn.

Newman TURNS away and hides a SMILE.  He begins walking down the street in the opposite direction that Cory was heading.  Spence tries to follow while he fumbles to clean his shirt.

SPENCE
Why are we walking instead of riding in the car, serge?

NEWMAN
You know that people from around the world flock to walk this sidewalk every year.

SPENCE
Yeah, so?

NEWMAN
I walk because I try to keep somewhat fit for the job and for my health.

Newman STOPS and LOOKS across the STREET to the opposite sidewalk.

NEWMAN
And I think it helps make for a more pleasant experience for the tourist who visit to see us out on the streets walking sometimes.

SPENCE
They aren't paying any attention to us.  They could care less if we're here or not.

Newman's P.O.V.

WE SEE a young prostitute approaching a ASIAN MAN, who is busy snapping photos of the STARS on the sidewalk.  The young woman is preparing to TAP the man on the shoulder when she happens to look directly at Newman.  She STOPS in mid-motion and watches him.

ANGLE ON

Newman simply SHAKES his head NO.

Back on the woman.

She NODS and WHEELS around to WALK back down the street in the direction she came from.

ANGLE ON

Spence isn't paying attention to where he is walking and RUNS into Newman's back SMASHING the messy hotdog into his back.  Spence has a large bite of hotdog in his mouth.

SPENCE
Oh damn.  Sorry Serge.  I didn't...

Newman TURNS to FACE Spence.

NEWMAN
Didn't mean too, I know.
(beat)
Now we return to the car.  And I think we'll head back to the station.  In the future snack on something a little less messy.

Spence NODS, trying to CHEW bite of hotdog so he can talk.  Newman RAISES a HAND to stop him and SHAKES his HEAD, NO.  Newman STARTS off down the street amid suppressed laughter from the other people on the street.  Spence STUMBLES After him dropping more of the mess onto the sidewalk as he does.  Newman doesn't even bother to look behind him for the Spence.

INSERT: As the two officers PASS a LIGHT POST WE SEE another MISSING PERSONS POSTER of Kaylee Carson stapled to it.

BACK TO SCENE :

NEWMAN
(to himself)
I really should have stayed in the Corps.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD KARATE STUDIO -- MOMENTS LATER

Cory slips his bike to a stop in front of the studio and chains it to a tree growing up through one of the grated sidewalk openings.  He rushes into

INT. HOLLYWOOD KARATE STUDIO -- CONTINUOUS

Upon entering he quickly BOWS to the SENSUI and DARTS toward the locker rooms in the rear of the studio.  The Sensui GLANCES at the wall clock.

ANGLE ON

Wall Clock which READS 5:15pm

BACK TO SCENE

The Sensui shakes his head, he is apparently used to Cory's late arrivals.

INT. LOCKER ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

Cory is PULLING his DIRTY GIG, from the backpack on the bench when the Sensui ENTERS.

CORY
Sorry, Sensui.  It won't happen again.  I'll be dressed in a flash.

SENSUI
That's what you said the last dozen times.

The Sensui smiles slightly.  The Sensui walks over to examine the top of Cory's gig which is laying on the bench now as Cory struggles to get the bottom of the karate uniform on.

SENSUI
It does not look good to the rest of my pupils that one of my black belt students has such dirty gig.

CORY
The washer at my house is busted.  I'm sorry Sensui.  I'll have it clean for the next class.

The Sensui shakes his head disapprovingly.
 

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