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Hey there.

We're looking at going into production on this at the end of the summer. This is a slightly earlier draft so there has been a few changes since.

What I'm after from thise who take the time to read is any opinions, comments or advise you might have. It's all helpfull when rewriting.

               Blurred, choppy imagery: LIGHT AND SHADOW rush at us in Hyper
               Speed -- The shifting visuals are mirrored with a relentless
               SYMPHONIC ATTACK of TWISTED SOUNDS. Whatever they are, these
               EFFECTS gradually thread in and out of FAST-PACED PRIMAL
               BEATS. Tribal music? The sonic's and imagery build up to a
               pounding crescendo, then... ALL MUSIC DROPS AWAY to a hushed
               RUSHING OF WIND:

               EXT. FOREST - DAY

               FIRST PERSON P.O.V, moving furiously through dense, lush,
               woodland. We wind through trees, through bush, then: 

               INT. UNDERGROUND CARPARK - NIGHT

               The FIRST PERSON P.O.V continues; know we blaze between tree
               like STONE PILLARS. A concrete Forrest. Pillars zip by, as:

               INT. A ROOM - NIGHT

               Contrasting stillness -- This room is dark, bare; Details
               hide in shadow. Furniture covered in plastic sheeting.

               At a window, looking out into the night, a MAN stands
               bareback in a patch of icy-blue moonlight.

                                   MAN (V.O.)
                         Some people would call this my
                         prison... My cell... Nothing more
                         than my upholstered dungeon... 

               There's something mournful and haunting about his silent
               presence.

                                   MAN (V.O.)
                         They're wrong of course... This is
                         the one place I can truly be free.
                         The only place I can be...  Me...

               EXT. PUBLIC PARK - DAY

               Under a blazing midday sun, park-life is in full-swing;
               People play games, have picnics, enjoy the heat wave.

               CLOSE ON: A GOLD LIGHTER. It's ignited and brought up to
               light a cigarette. The MAN smoking is JOSHUA BAPKIN not much
               over twenty. His face shows a lot of wear; too much whiskey,
               too many sleepless nights. He sits on a park bench under the
               shade of a large Oak.

               Joshua smokes his cigarette and takes in the view. He fingers
               the lighter as he watches a group of teenagers play frisbee.
               A growling sound can be heard.

               Joshua looks over to see --

               a bulky SKINHEAD and his muscle-bound DOG walk through the
               park. The dog pulls at it's lead as it watches the group of
               TEENS play FRISBEE. 

               The teens play on unaware and unaffected by the man and his
               dog - They hurl the frisbee back and forth without a care in
               the world.

               Dog seems to get more excited by every throw of the frisbee.
               Skinhead sees this and yanks on the beasts leash, but this
               only insights it further -- it barks wildly.

               Dog becomes increasingly hyper, it pulls on the lead even
               more until... SNAP! 

               Deliriously excited, Dog wrestles free from his Skinhead
               master and charges at the hapless teen holding the frisbee.

               Before the teen can throw the frisbee, the dog is on him, and
               -

               THE DOG JUMPS UP AND BITES HIS ARM!!

               The beasts bite is vice-like. Terrified, the unlucky Teen tries
               to wrestle the dog off his bloody arm, but it's bite is too
               strong. He screams in pain.

               Bystanders, of whom there are many, react with shock as the
               horrific attack plays out in front of them. The dog is wild,
               ripping at flesh - tearing - snapping - biting - bloody.

               BACK AT THE BENCH 

               Joshua sits emotionless watching as men and women run over
               trying to pries the rabid beast away.

               And then, whilst all hell breaks loose off in the distance,
               Joshua stands up and casually moves off.

               EXT. SIDE STREET - DAY

               Joshua, deep in thought, moves by graffiti-scrawled brick
               walls.

               He stops:

               Up ahead, a NEON WALL SIGN promotes an SEEDY BAR. 

               Joshua looks at his watch: It's stopped. He taps it with a
               finger. No response. He sighs, looks up to the blazing blue
               sky.

               INT. BAR - DAY

               A dingy, Irish-themed dive with many tables and booths.

               Joshua enters, his eyes shift as he studies the room. He
               seems satisfied, so he heads for the bar and it's sullen
               looking BARTENDER.

                                   BARTENDER
                         What you drinking?

               Joshua sits on a stool, takes out a twenty-pound note, places
               it on the bar.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Vodka, no, Whiskey... Straight.

               Bartender fixes the drink and passes it over. Joshua slugs it
               down -- he points to the bottle.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Another.

               The Bartender fixes a second drink. Again, Joshua slugs it down
               as if it were milk.

                                   JOSHUA
                         One more.

               Bartender looks Joshua up and down, unsure.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (slow)
                         It's warm, alright?

               Bartender fixes another drink, places it on the bar.

                                   WOMAN(O.S.)
                             (jokingly)
                         I know it's hot outside, but even by
                         Irish standards you seem thirsty.

               Tom turns:

               AMY, twenties, fresh-faced, blonde, sits in a booth with a stack
               of TEXT BOOKS. She is a student on a mid-afternoon research
               mission.

                                   AMY
                         I could fetch a bowl of water if you
                         really want to quench that thirst?

               She follows up with a persuasive glance. He answers with a
               charming smile.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (holds up drink)
                         No. Thank you. I'm, er, fine.

                                   AMY
                         It's just that you don't look like the
                         usual Monday afternoon whiskey
                         drinker.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (tentative then sure)
                         I'm not. Well, it's just one of those
                         days. You know?

                                   AMY
                         Sit here long enough and you see all
                         kinds of "those days"...

               Joshua slugs his drink down, sits the shot-glass on the bar.

                                   AMY
                         Listen to me, sounding off, like --
                         I'm Amy.

                                   JOSHUA
                         I'm Joshua.

               Joshua shifts his stool forward a few inches, interested.

                                   JOSHUA (CONT'D)
                             (looks over books)
                         So, what kind of day is this?

                                   AMY
                             (lighthearted)
                         I don't know. A tedious one?

               Amy smiles her coyest of smiles. Joshua is humoured.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Look, can I buy you a drink?

                                   AMY
                             (holds up a note book)
                         Oh, I can't. Thanks...

               Joshua wants to sit in vacant seat opposite her.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (motions to seat)
                         D'you mind? I'm--

               Amy is thankful for the company.

                                   AMY
                         Not at all. I could do with
                         company. This is real boring stuff.

               Joshua slides into the booth. He picks up a thick TEXT BOOK,
               reads the title:

                                   JOSHUA
                         "Wild Cats"?

                                   AMY
                         Zoology, to be precise. It's
                         alright, you know? 

               Joshua sits back, looks around the dingy bar.

                                   JOSHUA
                         What's a Zoology major doing in a dive
                         like this? I'm pretty sure there are
                         better places to study...

                                   AMY
                         Unfortunately, my father owns this
                         "dive"

                                   JOSHUA
                         Oh, no offense.

                                   AMY
                             (sarcastically)
                         Yep. One day, this will all be mine.

               Joshua smiles.

                                   JOSHUA
                         That's some legacy.

                                   AMY
                             (flirting)
                         Well, I'm thinking about
                         diversifying...

               Amy is playing games. Joshua realizes and plays along.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Into what? You want to turns this pace
                         into a Zoo?

                                   AMY
                         I was thinking of something on a
                         somewhat smaller scale.

                                   JOSHUA
                         How 'bout a pet shop?

               They laugh at each others silliness.

                                   AMY
                         So, we know why I'm here...

               There is an awkward silence between the two.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (semi-jokingly)
                         You should be encouraging your
                         clientele to drink... Not filling
                         their mouths with words and
                         questioning their motives.

               An awkward pause whilst Amy admires Joshua's face.

                                   AMY
                         Okay, Joshua. You seem like a nice
                         guy, and I'm feeling adventuress --
                         Maybe it's the fine weather or
                         something...

               She looks at her watch.

                                   AMY (CONT'D)
                         It's lunchtime. I'm hungry -- You want
                         to come with me and get a bite to eat?

               Joshua seems shocked by how forward Amy is.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Erm, sure... I could always go for a
                         steak sandwich.

               Amy takes-up a TEXT BOOK with a TIGER'S FACE on the cover,
               she points at it:

                                   AMY
                         Panthera Tigris...

               Joshua smiles-off her lighthearted accusation.

                                   JOSHUA
                         What?

                                   AMY
                         A meat eater. 

               Holding up a book.

                                   AMY
                         Remember?

                                   JOSHUA
                         Only when I'm really, really
                         hungry. I know shouldn't, but
                         sometimes I can't help myself. I
                         mean, my-ex was a veggie... 
                             (realizes he's rambling)
                         Oh, let's not go there.

                                   AMY
                             (jokingly)
                         Okay, and I won't geek-out and talk
                         about "zoology", that a deal?

                                   JOSHUA
                             (humoured)
                         A deal.

               Amy looks to the bartender who CLEANS GLASSES AT THE BAR.

                                   AMY
                             (calls out)
                         Hey Jimmy...

               JIMMY, The bartender, comes over. Amy points to the books.

                                   AMY
                         I'm going to leave this stuff here and
                         go get some lunch. I shouldn't be
                         long...

               He nods an "Okay" and goes back to what he was doing. 

                                   AMY
                             (to Joshua)
                         Come on... You waiting for a written
                         invitation or something? 

               Amy stands and picks her bag up. Joshua stands.

                                   AMY
                         Lets go eat.

               EXT. STREET - EVENING

               Joshua and Amy stroll down a quiet high-street. Considering
               they've known each other for only a few hours, they seem very
               relaxed with one another's company. They could almost pass for a
               genuine couple.

                                   AMY
                         Well, I've really enjoyed myself
                         today... You're a refreshing change
                         Mr. Bapkin.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Change from what? Drunk, Irish meat
                         packers?

               Amy laughs out.

                                   AMY
                             (humoured)
                         I don't make a habit of picking up men
                         you know! Especially ones that drink
                         in my dads crumby bar.

               They both laugh.

                                   JOSHUA
                         So that's what you did? You picked me
                         up?

                                   AMY
                         You just seemed like a nice enough
                         guy. I thought I would treat you to
                         lunch. We had a good time, right? 

                                   JOSHUA
                         Right... Where is this going?

                                   AMY
                         So then, I guess my gamble paid
                         off...

                                   JOSHUA
                             (jokingly)
                         Get out of here!

               Behind a CHAIN LINK FENCE, a GERMAN SHEPHERD jumps forward and
               barks furiously. Joshua jumps back, startled.

                                   JOSHUA
                             (shocked)
                         **** me!

               Amy laughs at Joshua's expense. She found his altercation
               with the mutt hilarious.

                                   AMY
                         It's just a stupid dog!

               The dog hops up and down, snapping. It gnashes at the fence,
               frenzied.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Not today. I don't like dogs at
                         all. They scare me.

                                   AMY
                             (laughs)
                         No ****.

               Joshua takes Amy's hand and they run down the street away
               from the barking dog.

                                   AMY
                             (amused)
                         Joshua, what are you doing?

               DOWN A TIGHT ALLEYWAY

               Joshua and Amy round a corner.... suddenly, Joshua pins her
               against a wall and they go at it, passionately kissing.

               EXT. STREET - LATER

               They walk,

                                   AMY
                         I swear, it's weird. I've really never
                         done anything like this before. There
                         is something about you. I don't
                         know... Maybe I've been studying too
                         much.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Gee, thanks.

                                   AMY
                         You know what I mean.

               Joshua turns and walks backwards beside her. Amy smiles at
               him. 

                                   JOSHUA
                             (interrupting)
                         Look, you paid for lunch. How about
                         you let me return the favour? Are you
                         doing anything later?

               They both stop.

                                   AMY
                         Mr. Bapkin, are you asking me out
                         on a real date?
                             (sarcastically)
                         Now whose calling the shots?

               Joshua takes Amy's hand.

                                   JOSHUA
                         I'm inviting you out for a proper
                         meal. If you wanna call it a date,
                         that's fine by me.

                                   AMY
                             (mimicking)
                         Well I accept your invitation to a
                         proper meal. What time? About nine?

                                   JOSHUA
                         No... I can't...
                             (beat)
                         I mean...  It can't be too late. I 
                         have stuff to do. I have work. I get a
                         bit ratty if I don't to bed early.

               Joshua looks at his watch, it's still broken.

                                   JOSHUA (CONT'D)
                         Is... Erm.. Seven OK

                                   AMY
                         Sure.

                                   JOSHUA
                         What time should I pick you up?

                                   AMY
                         Actually... Do you mind if I drive?
                         I just prefer it that way.

                                   JOSHUA
                         No. Not at all.

                                   AMY
                         Cool. So I'll pick you up at seven.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Well great... I'll see you then.

               He starts to walk away.

                                   AMY
                         Erm... Aren't you forgetting
                         something.

               Joshua turns back.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Oh.. I'm sorry.

               Joshua looks up at the summer sky.

               He gets close and kisses her on the cheek. She smiles.

                                   AMY
                         Your address. I have no idea where
                         you live.

                                   JOSHUA
                         Oh... Right. You got a pen.

               She reaches for a pen and Joshua pulls out a piece of paper.

                                                       DISSOLVE TO:

               EXT. PUBLIC PARK - EVENING

               Joshua, kneels at some the blood-stained grass It's the spot
               of the DOG ATTACK. He takes a flask from his pocket, takes a
               heavy drink.

               EXT. URBAN HOUSING ESTATE - NIGHT

               A diamond-white FULL-MOON lingers over several unassuming
               TOWER BLOCKS.

               INT. A ROOM - NIGHT

               The same bleak room we started in, minus the half-dressed man. A
               patch of moonlight streaks across bare floor boards.

               A shadow moves... Out of the darkness steps... Joshua.

               HE IS THE MAN

               Joshua steps into the moonlight. At the window, the full moon
               casts a cold-white/blue tint over his rugged face.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         Some people would call this my
                         prison...

               Joshua backs away from the window revealing for the first time
               that window has bars across the outside.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         My cell...

               Joshua moves over to the only door in the room -- a heavy-duty
               METAL DOOR, housing dozens of RUSTY locks. 

               Each lock has a key, Joshua removes everyone and pushes them
               through the letter box... out of reach. 

               Joshua breathes calmly. He turns and looks at his dark, cell
               like room.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         Nothing more than my upholstered
                         dungeon...

               In a corner, devoured by shadow, a LARGE CLOSET stands almost
               invisible. It is old, almost medieval/Gothic in its robust
               design.

               Joshua apprehensively moves to it -- He reaches for a LARGE
               PADLOCK on the closet door. Slowly, Joshua turns the key in it --
               It unlocks, he unhooks it clear.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         They're wrong of course...

               Joshua opens the door: 

               Inside, cowering in the corner, terrified, tired, dirty,
               gagged and bound, is --

               AMY

               Joshua reaches in and yanks her forward -- she falls out the
               closet, hitting the floor violently. 

               Joshua kneels next to her, his facial expression cold and
               distant. Amy squirms and mutters behind her gag, tears of
               fear streak down her cheeks.

               In one sharp motion, Joshua rips her DUCKED TAPE MOUTH-GAG off --
               She starts screaming. But Joshua doesn't restrain her or
               anything like that. He is calm in contrast.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         This is the only place I can truly be
                         free.

               Joshua moves back to the window, takes one last look at the dark
               night sky -- at the bright FULL MOON. 

               He reaches up, fumbles around, releases a LATCH -- a steal
               shutter CLATTERS down. The sound is jarring, steel-on-steel.

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         The only place I can be...

               The shutter act's like an industrial-strength CURTAIN. It blocks
               out all light... This newfound darkness highlights a dim RED
               LIGHT that creeps in under the METAL DOOR.

               Amy crawls to the door -- the RED LIGHT. With her face against
               the course floor boards, she screams crazily under the door...
               But somehow her actions seem pointless.

               INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT

               A RED BULB hangs above the METAL DOOR. No other light. The
               corridor is long, fading off into darkness. Any visible walls
               are peeling, dirty. 

               Amy's fingers scratch away under the door. Her finger nails
               are bloody. She screams, relentless... Then she stops,
               whimpers.

               Suddenly, a tutored MALE SCREAM explodes out from behind the
               door. It sounds like someone is being ripped apart. It grows
               desperate --

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                         The ONLY place I can be... Me.

               The PRIMAL SCREAMING becomes: A animalistic HOWL. A deep, earthy
               howl... Like that of a WEREWOLF from a classic Hammer horror
               movie. The howl simmers to a GROWL followed by HEAVY BREATHING,
               then--

               THE VIOLENT SOUNDS OF AMY BEING ATTACKED! All hell breaks
               loose - Amy is clattered against the door, it rattles
               violently. SNARLS AND GROWLS blast out. Amy shrieks when
               possible, but the attack is so violent she can't get it
               out... BONES CRACK - IT LASTS SECONDS, AND SOUNDS HORRENDOUS!

               Then everything is quiet... More heavy, horsy-breathing as
               the beast beyond the door paces up and down in the room,
               then:

               A terrifying WEREWOLF HOWL SHATTERS THE SILENCE...

               FROM UNDER THE DOOR

               drains blood... An ever-expanding pool of blood...

                                   JOSHUA (V.O.)
                             (in a quieter, sadder
                              voice)
                         Oh Meu Deus, eu sinceramente me
                         arrependo -- E eu detesto todos os
                         meus pecados...

                                                       FADE TO BLACK.

               English PRAYER translation:

               Oh my God, I am heartily sorry -- And I detest all my sins


If anyone wants to talk about the script just get in touch at email or msn Deant180@hotmail.com, or aim Despin180

Despin out.
 
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Awesome. I've been wanting to see someone do a Werewolf movie on this website.

ONe question...how are you gonna do the make-up for the wolf-man?

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Hey there.

The attack is all played off screen.

Despin out.
 
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Cool, man! I like twisty plots. Really nice ending. I find that you are going to have a bit of trouble keeping the viewer's attention during the part where Joshua and Amy are walking in the street unless the acting is top-notch. Can't wait to see it though!

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Now you've done it! Wink Now I really wanna see this movie. I really loved the end of the story coming full circle to the beginning. I was wondering what he was going on about in the beginning, but in the end realisation dawned pretty quickly and it gave me goosebumps.

There were a few spelling errors, but nothing a good read over or spelling checker can't fix.
(For example: About the dog. "Its teeth" It's is a compression of it is which isn't a possesive form)
And please be consistent in capitalization. Either all names, or all the first times they appear in a scene. Don't just capitalize at random.

Other than that good script, make it happen!

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I can't wait to see it. Good luck! Big Grin
 
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I read your script and I really enjoyed it.

Just two things:

1) I love the whole idea for the story, I just think it would be better suited over a longer script so the characters can develop more.

2) The prayer at the end needs to go. End it just before the prayer. It ruins it! Frown

YAY! MAKE THIS MOVIE!
 
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love it, love the ending. i like the prayer... though are you going to run a translation on the bottom of the screen or something? also, curious as to how you're going to film the dog attack scene. anyway, i love it.

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sounds pretty bad ass! The prayer is nice and creepy, the only thing is that it seems kinda random. maybe somewhere in the movie (prior to attack) he should be gripping a rosery or have a jesus tattoo or carry around a crucifix on his back (okay the last one was a joke) but its awesome!

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I was just searching the past pages on the forums since I am still new around here and I read your script.

It's a very good short. I like it quite a bit. When it first shows the bars a thought at first he traps himself in the house or whatever to protect others from himself. But then when we see Amy I was like whoa.

And as for the prayer - keep it. It relays a sense of he is sorry for what he does, but he cannot deny what he is.

Can't wait to see it!

~Shun

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shun, thanks for bringing this back to life.

despin, did you ever do anything with this?

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With that type of twist on a werewolf story you should make it feature length.

Good luck.

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Hey if nothing else, shoot the short and use it to get investors interested in a feature length version.
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