Friday, November 12, 2010

first 6 pages of Gun Barrell redraft


EXT. BUCK FARM- NIGHT
Dark pasture bright stars silence.
Randy Spark (17 years old) - extremely tall, corn fed with an unusually large head. He is naked, wearing only a pair of night vision goggles.
RANDY SPARK
Come here and give me a kiss.
Approaches cow.
RANDY SPARK
No one here wants to make out. I swear to God somebody slapped me on the ass.
Holding two black pistols.
RANDY SPARK
Guns if you don’t have them you lose.
Cow defecating.
RANDY SPARK
You don’t have to stop on account of me. I like the smell.
He flips down the night vision goggles.
RANDY SPARK
Your not sleeping.
Cow’s tail slaps his face.
RANDY SPARK
How rude.
Randy glances across a field of cattle.
RANDY SPARK
Unfortunately, your going to have to jump over the moon. Tonight I’m little boy blue.
Muffled shots. Cows flopping.
RANDY SPARK
See, just like going to sleep.
Killing cow after cow with head shots.
RANDY SPARK
Burgers on me.
Lifting guns shoulder level.
RANDY SPARK
This has got to be the time of my life.
Holds down the triggers and spins.
RANDY SPARK
That was fun.
Both clips drop.
RANDY SPARK
Don’t leave we were just having fun.
The remaining wounded cows scream.
RANDY SPARK
Shut up! Your just faking it!
The stock car burns rubber and tail pipes blow out blue flames.
EXT. BUCK CEMETERY- DAYBREAK
Big Mike (42 years old) - is standing six foot two over the grave of Mr. Daryl H. Buck.
BIG MIKE
You were one dumb son of a bitch.
He takes off a ten gallon hat.
BIG MIKE
You thought you could steal my own flesh and blood.
Big Mike props his foot on the tombstone.
BIG MIKE
I’m not finished. My revenge has only just begun. Your daughter, that cop you hired to protect her and your home it’s all gone and that ain’t going to change. I’m getting richer off your land which, is another plus for me. What else is new.
dabs sweat off his forehead.
BIG MIKE
I got alot of plans for this spread of land. Think I’ll open a whore house with stripper poles. I’ll call it Diablo Cody. Name it after your daughter.
Big Mike spits on the grave.
BIG MIKE
She’s going to be blowing fire off the devils dick in hell when I’m done with our little honey suckle. You know, sometimes your own flesh and blood just shames you so much that you can't forgive them. Don’t worry about our daughter. I promise she’ll get plenty of love and attention.
Big mike lights up a meth pipe.
BIG MIKE
Let’s see we’ll build a racetrack over your house, a strip club over that peach tree in the yard.
Big Mike snickers to himself.
BIG MIKE
I have something good in store for this cemetery. We can put the strip club over that tree and run the pipe for shitters out to your remains. I’ll place the septic tank right here between you and your wife.
He takes his foot off the grave.
BIG MIKE
A race track and a strip club. Life just keeps getting better everyday and you, just keep staying dead.
Big Mike spits on the tombstone as he talks.
BIG MIKE
It’s a beautiful place. Sure glad I won it fair and square.
Sheriff Griss (thirty eight) - has greasy long grey hair and dark circles under his eyes.
SHERIFF GRISS
Shit.
He climbs down from a bulldozer.
SHERIFF GRISS
Bull doze this right here?
BIG MIKE
The house.
SHERIFF GRISS
What about the graveyard?...
Big Mike glances up at sheriff Griss.
BIG MIKE
All of it. Do the house first.
SHERIFF GRISS
Ok.
looks down at the grave.
SHERIFF GRISS
If ghosts are real they’ll come back and fuck us up!
Sheriff Griss chuckles.
BIG MIKE
Don’t worry, me and Daryl here used to be...
suddenly looks sad.
BIG MIKE
best friends. Hell he let me fuck his wife after he died. How did you die Daryl. Oh, that’s right I killed you.
Big Mike kicks the tombstone over.
SHERIFF GRISS
Having fun?
BIG MIKE
A little.
Silence. A hawk screams.
SHERIFF GRISS
What the hell?
Big Mike points his pistol at the sky.
BIG MIKE
We are going to flatten it all. It’s going to be nothing but dirt.
SHERIFF GRISS
You hear that Buck?
Big Mike looks down at the grave.
BIG MIKE
What do we have here.
Cups his ear.
BIG MIKE
Well look at that.
SHERIFF GRISS
A little birdie.
Baby bird chirping beside a tombstone.
BIG MIKE
Birdie.
Picks it up.
BIG MIKE
Oh, we are about to learn how to fly.
The two smile.
BIG MIKE
Well shit, let me help you.
Big Mike is walking to a bridge.
BIG MIKE
Swim away.
Throws the bird into a stream.
BIG MIKE
Swim!
A hawk swoops over Big Mike’s head.
SHERIFF GRISS
Watch out!
Bird is grabbed by the Hawk.
BIG MIKE
Shit!
Several shots echo.
BIG MIKE
Did I get it?
Hawk dips into the woods.
SHERIFF GRISS
I think you winged it.
Big Mike turns around and walks to the grave yard.
BIG MIKE
It dropped like a fly.
SHERIFF GRISS
Are you going to finish it off?
BIG MIKE
You think I give a shit?
Sheriff Griss waddles back to the bulldozer.
BIG MIKE
Doze that house so we can leave. I’ll finish off the cemetery tomorrow.
Big Mike unzips his pants.
BIG MIKE
Yep. You got to love it.

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