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LOCATION: Los Angeles
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JOINED: January 19, 2010
LOCATION: Los Angeles
RECORDS: 8
LATEST RECORD: 2 years ago
JOINED: January 19, 2010
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This is a short screenplay I wrote and had intended to make for DVXUser's MonsterFest a while back. But since that never happened, I figured why not post it and see what becomes of it on hitrecord.org! It's about a scummy department-head at a marketing firm named Chad who decides he's gonna sleep with the new office assistant while his wife's out of town. Thoughts and feedback welcome! -M ------------------------------------------------ Head by Mike Manning ------------------------------------------------ INT. OFFICE FLOOR - DAY We get various introductory shots of the OFFICE FLOOR and the EMPLOYEES at work. CHAD (O.S.) No honey... Of course I miss you! Don't act like you're not having a good time out there... uhuh... uhuh. INT. CHAD'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS CHAD (a 37 year old, clean-cut, white man) sit's at his desk, leaning on his elbows as he talks on the PHONE. A call BEEPS in on the other line. CHAD Oh honey, I have to take this... Yeah... I know, I love you too sweety. Be good, I'll talk to you soon... Okay... Bye! He clicks the line over to the second call. CHAD (CONT'D) Stevie! What's happening, man? Chad leans back in his chair and puts his feet up on the desk. CHAD (CONT'D) That's cool man, glad to hear it. Hey, I'm glad you called... Were you able to get that thing I asked you for? (beat) What do you mean, "What thing"? (beat, voice raises) Fuck you, you know what I'm talking about! (beat) Jesus Steve! The fucking... Suddenly aware of how indiscreet he's being, he removes his legs off the desk, sits up and brings his voice back down to almost a whisper. CHAD (CONT'D) ...The fucking coke, man! I told you my wife's out of town, it's been too fucking long I want to get loaded. There's a knock on his door and AMANDA (21 years old with a slender figure) pokes her head in to get approval from Chad. She smiles and holds up a RED FOLDER for him. He smiles warmly, and motions her in. She walks up to his desk and we get a look at her form fitting attire. She hands the papers to Chad. CHAD (CONT'D) (covering the receiver) Thanks. He accepts the folder from her and winks. She awkwardly smiles back and exits. On her way out, Chad checks out her ass and bites his lip. She shuts the door behind her. CHAD (CONT'D) Yeah- Yeah I'm here. (beat) Sorry yeah, we got this new office assistant... Smokin' hot piece of ass! (beat) Yeah she was just here. Man, the things I'm gonna do to her.. it makes my dick ache just from thinking about it! (beat, laughs) Fuck you, man. I'm her department head, she'll do whatever the fuck I tell her! (beat, laughs again) Alright man, so can I get the shit from you in a couple hours? We'll grab some lunch. (beat) Perfect I'll see you then. He hangs up the phone and inspects the red folder. INT. OFFICE COPY ROOM - DAY BEN (24 years old and scrawny) approaches Amanda at the COPY MACHINE while she copies a LARGE STACK OF PAPERS. BEN (awkward) Hey Amanda, how's it going? She barely acknowledges him. AMANDA (short but polite) Hey. Beat. BEN You, uh.. You look real pretty today. She continues copying the papers, but offers a polite smile. AMANDA Aww, thanks Ben. Her eyes catch Chad in the background and she watches him exit his office with the red folder. Ben notices and realizes it's a lost cause. INT. OFFICE FLOOR - CONTINUOUS We follow Chad as he walks through the CUBICLES. He stops at one of them, startling DARYL (a 26 year old black man) who's sitting at his COMPUTER. CHAD What's up, Daryl. DARYL Hey Mr. Redcloud, what's up. CHAD Listen man, I wanted to talk to you about that case-study you did for the Fischer account. Chad holds up the red folder. Daryl looks a little confused. DARYL (clearing his throat) Yeah.. Yeah. Um, was something wrong with it? Some unrelated CHUCKLING is heard off screen. Chad turns the source of noise. CHAD (feigning sternness) Hey, what's so fucking funny over there? (beat, laughs) I'm just kidding, Daryl fucked up, you can laugh. Daryl swallows, trying not to be offended. CHAD (CONT'D) (to Daryl) Daryl, you completely left out the "Target Demographic" section of your case-study.. DARYL (politely) Well yeah, you told me to omit it. CHAD No I didn't. (laughs) Why would I tell you to do something like that? That's a critical part of a case-study. How else is the client supposed to know who's buying their shit? You should know that! DARYL Well, I did, I mean... Chad leans in and lowers his voice. CHAD Look Daryl, you're a smart guy. You went to college for Christ's sake. That's more than can be said for a lot of guys in your... situation. Daryl knows what he meant by "situation," but nods accepting anyway. CHAD (CONT'D) I just want to see you rise above the stereotypes man. (holding Daryl's report up) I know you're not this lazy. You feel me? Daryl nods. CHAD (CONT'D) (raising his voice, talking "black") You feel me?! DARYL (forcing a smile) Yeah. Chad slaps him on the back and notices Ben retreating from his failed attempt at a conversation with Amanda. CHAD (not looking at Daryl) Alright man, get this back to me by the end of the day. DARYL Okay, but what about the... He trails off pointing to his computer. Chad's already halfway to the copy machine. DARYL (CONT'D) (to himself) Fucking dick. Ben sits down at the computer next to Daryl. BEN I don't get it man. Why is it that girls always go for the assholes? Daryl shrugs. INT. OFFICE COPY ROOM - CONTINUOUS Chad walks up behind Amanda. He puts his hand on the small of her back. CHAD (smiling) Hey Amanda! She's startled by his presence and the physical contact, but she recovers quickly and smiles. AMANDA Hi Mr. Redcloud! She pauses the copy machine. CHAD Please, call me Chad. No need to be so formal. AMANDA (giggling) Well you are my boss! CHAD (laughs) No, no, no Amanda. I'm not your boss. Larry's "the boss." He's my boss too! I'm just the head of the marketing department. AMANDA Okay... "Chad." He smiles. There's an awkward beat before he speaks. CHAD So listen, I'm having some people over tonight for some drinks. The wife's out of town so it's one of the rare opportunities I get to have people over! I'd like to extend you an invite... you're old enough right? To drink, I mean. AMANDA Yeah I'm 21... I can drink! CHAD I'm sure you can. Well cool, I'll email you my address. Why don't you come around 9. How's that sound? AMANDA (Caught off guard.) Um, yeah. I guess. Will there- CHAD Great! I'll see you tonight! He touches her lower back again as he says goodbye and heads for his office. INT. CHAD'S KITCHEN - NIGHT The MICROWAVE digital display reads 9:22. Chad snorts a big line of coke off the counter. He rubs his nose, adjusts, and then carries two GLASSES OF WINE into the living room. INT. CHAD'S LIVINGROOM - CONTINUOUS Chad enters the living room where Amanda sits uncomfortably on the couch. Chad hands her a glass of wine. CHAD Here we go! Round two. She smiles awkwardly and takes the glass. He sits down on the couch next to her. AMANDA (innocently) So where is everyone? I thought you said 9. CHAD I told you 9. I think everyone else is coming a little later. AMANDA Oh.. (confused) So why did you have me come early? CHAD Well actually, Amanda, I wanted to talk to you about work. AMANDA (smiling) Work? Why? CHAD Well I feel like, as your pseudo boss, it's my responsibility to help you grow in the firm. She nods. CHAD (CONT'D) And the only way to do that, is to get to know you a little better... on a more personal level. He scoots up closer to her. AMANDA Well... (really uncomfortable) What do you want to know? He touches her leg. CHAD You know like... what your interests are... what kind of... skills... you possess. She takes a big sip of wine from her glass. AMANDA Um.. Chad. I don't know if this is appropriate... I mean... aren't people from work going to be here any minute? He takes the glass from her and sets it on the counter. Then he runs his hands through her hair and touches her face. CHAD No one's coming over, Amanda. It's just us. She's noticeably nervous; trembling. AMANDA Um... CHAD Don't you want me to help you advance your career? He unzips his fly. AMANDA Yeah... He takes the back of her head into his hand and guides her face down to his crotch. She starts sucking his dick and he's loving it. He smiles victoriously as she goes to work on him. This doesn't last long, however. The SLURPING sounds cease and he looks down at her. CHAD Why'd you stop? A weird noise his heard, grunt-like. Chad's confused and all of sudden... He SCREAMS in pain! He pushes her head off him and she sits up. Her eyes have turned completely BLACK. Her mouth is covered in BLOOD. She grins at him as she chews and swallows what's left of his penis. He screams again but she grabs his throat with one hand silencing him. AMANDA (demonic voice) Eram quod es, eris quod sum! She buries her face back into his crotch and continues to feast. FADE OUT. |
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