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LOCATION: Mountain View, Cali...
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JOINED: January 06, 2010
LOCATION: Mountain View, Cali...
RECORDS: 13
LATEST RECORD: over 2 years ago
JOINED: January 06, 2010
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Monday (working title) FADE IN: It=s a beautiful day. We are looking out of a window. It=s early morning. Birds singing filters in from outside. We PAN BACK to reveal a bedroom. There are two people asleep on a bed, tangled up in sheet the sheets. All is quiet in the room. CLOSE UP: An alarm clock. The clock numbers shift to 6:30 and the alarm goes off. PULL BACK: A hand emerges from the sheets and savagely punches for the snooze button. It misses and shuts off the alarm. MEDIUM SHOT: One body moves from under the sheets. A young woman emerges. She rubs her eyes, scratches her head, all the typical things one does to when waking up. She gets out of bed and stumbles around a bit. She goes turns towards the bathroom, looks at the bed, and stumbles out of the room. MEDIUM SHOT: The bedroom. We hear the sounds of a shower running in another room, perhaps the woman humming. There is subtle shifting on the bed. The body under the sheets kicks and the sheets are pulled down slightly to reveal a man. PAN IN TO CLOSE UP: The alarm clock. It is now 6:45am. FADE OUT FADE IN revealing the man. He has changed his sleeping position on the bed. We hear the sound of food cooking (bacon frying, etc). CAMERA PANS IN to the alarm clock. It is now 7:00am. CAMERA PANS over to the man=s face. He snores. He rolls over. Part of the pillow is damp and there is drool on his mouth. FADE OUT FADE IN ON A CLOSE UP: The alarm clock. It is now 7:15 am. PULL BACK to reveal the man waking up. He opens his eyes, then closes them. He rolls over onto the Adrooled@ side of the pillow. MEDIUM SHOT of the man=s face. He smiles, drowsily. He then realizes he laying in something cold and wet. His eyes pop open. A look of disgust crosses his face. He sits up, bolting up like a Jack in the Box wiping his face with sounds of disgust. Monday (continued) CLOSE UP: The alarm clock. The time is now 7:20 am. We PULL BACK as the man wipes the last of the drool off his face with the sheet. He eyes the clock. Squints, and rubs his eyes. He looks at the clock again yawning, and stretching. It hits him what time it is. MAN Oh shit! Oh shit, I=m late. Dammit. MEDIUM SHOT: He looks over to the empty side of the bed next to him and scowls. PULL BACK TO LONG SHOT OF THE ENTIRE BEDROOM. We face the bed head on. The man gets out of bed and stumbles towards the door. He trips on something and catches his fall on a piece of furniture. He turns and looks down. POV: THE MAN LOOKING AT HIS FEET There is a high heeled shoe in his way. This is what he stumbled on . He kicks the shoe and it moves only slightly out of the way of his kicking foot, but directly in the path of his other foot. MEDIUM SHOT The man grumbling as he rights himself more. He scowls, scratches himself and begins again for the door. He trips and falls OUT OF FRAME with a thud. MAN Ow! God dammit. Friggin= shoe! (etc.) The shoe sails across the room, followed shortly by the man COMING BACK INTO FRAME as he stands and hobbles towards the door, cursing and grumbling as he goes. CLOSE UP on the clock. It is now 7:22 am. MEDIUM SHOT: The bathroom. The man enters grumbling., still trying to shake off sleep. He goes the toilet and pees. He crosses to the sink and runs the water and begins to brush his teeth. He is still grumbling slightly. He begins to brush with haste and vigor. His mouth is lathery giving him a look of a rabid dog. He jams the toothbrush into his gums. MAN Ow! Crap! (etc) He spits, rinses and goes towards the shower. He turns on the water and STEAM BEGINS TO RISE from behind the curtain. He strips, pulls the curtain and gets in and closes the curtain. Monday (continued) MAN Ahhhhh. (Sighing in comfort) We see the STEAM BEGIN TO FADE. For a second or two there is only the sounds of the shower water running. Through the curtain we see the body stop all motion and stand stark still. Suddenly we hear a scream from behind the curtain. The curtain is viciously whipped open. The man almost literally jumps out. Man Oo....oo.....cold. Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold! Shit. He turns the water off and grabs a towel, begins to mutter and grumble again. He towels off, wraps the towel around his waist and goes back to the sink. He grabs a bottle of deodorant. He twist pulls the cap and begins to apply it. It=s empty. Man Aw shit! He shakes the bottle, tries again. Looks at it. Throws it down. He sighs, turns and starts out the door. He trips over the deodorant bottle and falls OUT OF FRAME. MAN (with a quiet resignation) Ow. MEDIUM SHOT: The kitchen. The man come barreling in grumbling and muttering to himself. He grabs a cup and goes to the coffee maker. He looks over trying to see what time it is on the kitchen clock while pouring his coffee. He stops and looks in his cup. CLOSE UP POV LOOKING INTO THE CUP There is almost no coffee in the cup. All the contents were poured out from the pot but there is perhaps only 1/4 - 1/3 of a the cup full. MEDIUM SHOT: Facial reaction. He=s angry. He goes to the fridge, opens it, and pulls out the milk. He sets the cup on the counter, opens the milk and pours. In several large globs, the contents of the carton pour out. CLOSE UP ON THE MAN=S FACE There is no expression. He looks dazed slightly. He stares off into space for a second then Bellows with anger. Monday (continued) MEDIUM SHOT He pours the cup out in the sink. Absent mindedly he opens the fridge and returns the milk carton. He closes the door and we see a note attached to it. CLOSE UP: THE NOTE AHoney. I=m going to be late tonight. Sorry, can=t get out of it. We=re out of deodorant and coffee. Check the milk. I think it=s gone bad. Love you.@ MEDIUM SHOT on his face. It is blank. He sighs. MAN Now you tell me. Thaaaanks. He reaches over for a radio and turns it on. We hear The Mammas and the Pappa=s Monday, Monday play briefly. He scowls and violently changes the station. D J (voice over) That was the Beatles with Good Day Sunshine for your bright Monday morning. MAN Oh fuck off. D J (voice over) It=s 7:30 on this great day, and here=s the Mommas and the Pappa=s. A little song to start your week right. Here=s Monday, Monday. He grabs the radio and pulls it, plug flying out of the wall, with a hard jerk. The cord whips around and hits him. He reacts in pain. He sighs, puts his hands on the counter, leaning slightly. He closes his eyes. MAN 1...2...3...four (stopping mid word) He opens his eyes. Slowly he brings up one of his hands to examine it. It=s covered with bread crumbs, butter, and jam. He stares straight at the camera, his face is blank and emotionless. MAN (building with anger) Shit. Shit! God dammit! Monday (continued) He grabs for a towel, but grabs one of his shirts by mistake. He begins wiping his hand off. He realizes what he is doing. He holds the now soiled shirt and sighs. He drops the shirt on the floor and walks out of the kitchen. CLOSE UP ON A CLOCK It is now 7:35 am. We PULL BACK and see the man now dressed. He=s back in the bedroom. He gets ready to leave. He trips and falls. He gets up with another high heeled shoe in his hand. He throws it violently. MEDIUM SHOT The living room. We follow the man as he rushes for the door. He grabs his keys and sunglasses. He opens the front door and slams it behind him as he leaves. FADE OUT FADE IN: EXTREME CLOSE UP ON CLOCK FACE It is now 7:45 am D J (voice over) Time for traffic and weather. Beautiful day out there. It=s going to be a balmy 80 degrees out there. Perfect for the beach. For those of you on the 280, well we=ve got a tanker blocking the two Northbound lanes. They got a clean up crew working on it right now. Traffic is backed up for miles. Hope you folks aren=t in a hurry anywhere. We=re looking at another twenty minutes at least before they can re-open those lanes. So, for all you out there sit back and relax. Here=s something to keep you all mellow on the road. It=s the Mammas and the Papas. We hear the beginning of Monday, Monday. We hear the man=s scream of rage. We see the clock begin to move forward in time. We hear the sound of a clock ticking. It starts slowly and then moves faster and faster stopping. The clock stops on the time 8:15am MANAGER (voice over) You=re late. I don=t want to hear excuses. Next time it=s your butt! You=re on the first register shift. Where the hell do you think you=re going? MAN (voice over) I just wanted to grab a cup of coffee before I... MANAGER (voice over) (interrupting) Never mind that. Just get out there. Don=t you realize there=s people already waiting out there? We have a line starting. Get moving. NOW! Monday (continued) The time moves again. It stops at 9:30. WOMAN (Voice over) (indignantly) That=s definitely not what I ordered. MAN (voice over) I=m sorry miss. It=s what=s on the sheet here and... WOMAN (voice over) (interrupting) I didn=t order this. Is there a manager I can speak with? Maybe they can help me. Time moves again. It stops at 10:15 CUSTOMER (voice over) Excuse me. Can I get some help here please? MAN (voice over) Hang on just a minute. That=s over on aisle three and... CUSTOMER (voice over) (Rudely) Is there anyone else that can help me? Time moves again. It stops at 11:00 CUSTOMER 2 (Voice over) Excuse me. I gave you a twenty dollar bill. MAN (voice over) You gave me a ten dollar bill. CUSTOMER 2 (voice over) (loudly) I gave you a twenty dollar bill. Are you calling me a liar? MANAGER (voice over) Is there a problem here? CUSTOMER 2 (voice over) I paid with a twenty dollar bill. He says that I gave him a ten dollar bill. I know what I gave him. I have never been wrong about money before, ever. I count everything carefully. Monday (continued) CUSTOMER 2 (voice over continued) Now, what are you going to do about this? I have never been treated so rudely before in all my life. I can=t believe...(ad lib fading out) Time moves again. It stops at 11:45 MANAGER (voice over) You=re ten dollars short on your drawer. MAN (voice over) I told you that woman gave me a ten. You were the one that made me give her... MANAGER (voice over) (interrupting) I don=t want to hear it! That comes out of your pay. Now get out of here! FADE OUT FADE IN MEDIUM SHOT We=re in a park. There are few people milling about. A few mothers with strollers, some joggers, etc. The man walks into frame and sits on a park bench. He sets down a sack and pulls out a container with some food. He opens it with some effort. Food spills out onto his pants. He has managed to retain at least part of his lunch. He brushes off the food, and winds up knocking the bag over. He leans over to pick up the bag and the remainder of his lunch spills out on the ground. We PULL IN for a reaction shot of his face. He is emotionless. He sighs. We PULL BACK as we watch him picking up his lunch, trying to salvage something to eat. He finally gives up. He picks up the bag and grabs the drink out of it. He opens a fizzy drink of some variety. It sprays everywhere He is covered. He sits there with the container, motionless, staring blankly into the camera with a look of resignation. FADE OUT FADE IN EXTREME CLOSE UP ON CLOCK Time moves from 12:30 to 1:30 and stops MANAGER (voice over) Late again? Twice in one day? What are you going for, a record? Monday (continued) MAN (voice over) I had to go home. I needed to change. I got sprayed with... MANAGER (voice over) (interrupting) Damn right you have to change! You better do something about that attitude of your or you=ll be changing jobs! Now get to work! Time moves again. It stops at 3:30 MANAGER (voice over) What the hell are you doing? MAN (voice over) I was just taking a smoke break. MANGER (voice over) You used up all your breaks this morning and during lunch. Now get in there We have a shipment that needs unloading and the paper work done. Time moves again. It stops at 4:30 MANAGER (voice over) I need you to clear up some invoices. MAN (voice over) But it=s getting close to 5 and I still need to... MANAGER (voice over) Look. The district manager is coming in tomorrow. Wants to come in and give us the full inspection. That means paperwork and books in order. MAN (voice over) But that=s not my job. Sure I know how to do it but... MANAGER (voice over) You want to keep the one you got? MAN (voice over) Yeah but... Monday (continued) MANAGER (voice over) But nothing! You keep your butt right there mister. I expect everything to be done and on my desk by tonight. Understand? MAN (voice over) But... MANAGER (voice over) Tonight BEFORE you leave. Got it? And I expect you here on time tomorrow. Well? (Silence) Good. I=ve got to get out of here. Tomorrow. Time moves again. It stops at 5:45 D J (voice over fading in) And that=s the news for the hour. Well, it looks like at least another twenty to thirty minutes added to your drive time for those of you on the freeway. We=ve got another wreck on 280. Crews haven=t even reached the scene yet. Looks like traffic is backed up in both directions. So here=s a little of The Mammas and The Papas to keep you smiling out there in that mess. It=s Monday, Monday here on your classic rock station. We hear the sound of a primal scream from the man. FADE OUT FADE IN MEDIUM SHOT INTERIOR OF THE LIVING ROOM AND FRONT DOOR All is quiet. We see the door open. The man, looking slightly haggard, slightly disheveled stands in the doorway. He looks exhausted. He takes his keys from the door, enters and shuts the door behind him. He looks around. He walks past the camera and out of frame. We hear him stumble. MAN (off camera) (tired, almost not caring) Goddamn shoe. All is quiet again. We hear his movement in another room. We PAN OVER to see the man re-entering. He is shoeless and dressed extremely casually. He walks to a chair and sits down. The chair is near a window. He closes his eyes and relaxes. For a moment there is nothing but the light coming through the window and the silence and solitude. From outside in the distance we hear the faint sounds of an ice cream truck=s loudspeaker. It=s the same annoying tune repeated over and over. The man takes no notice of it. It begins to get louder as if the truck is coming up the street. Monday (continued) CLOSE UP ON THE MAN=S FACE His eyes pop open. EXTERIOR MEDIUM SHOT OF STREET OUTSIDE The ice cream truck is slowly coming up the street INTERIOR MEDIUM SHOT The man gets up out of the chair calmly and walks out of frame. EXTERIOR MEDIUM SHOT The truck is creeping up the street, music is increasing in volume as it creeps closer. DOLLY BACK to reveal the entire street and the house it is on. We can see the front door and the truck increasingly getting closer and closer. The volume of the music is getting increasing louder. We see a front door open. The man is standing in the middle of the open front door. EXTERIOR CLOSE UP The man stands in the door way looking at the approaching ice cream truck. He raises a shotgun to his shoulder and takes careful aim. He fires. EXTERIOR CLOSE UP ON THE LOUDSPEAKER ON THE ICE CREAM TRUCK The speaker is hit and explodes with a thunderous sound from the shotgun. EXTERIOR MEDIUM SHOT We see the truck hit the gas and high tail it down the street. EXTERIOR CLOSE UP The man lowers the shotgun, smiles, and goes back into the house closing the door behind him. Music fades in as we go to black. FADE OUT TO CREDITS. UNDER CREDITS MUSIC - Spinning Wheel by Three Dog Night, and possibly Mamma=s and the Pappa=s Monday, Monday if time is needed. |
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