THE PLAN (excerpt)

Since November was a month spent writing a lot but not that many comics, I decided to post here another script excerpt.
This is a script that I did a while ago. It's about teenagers and drugs and making your dreams come true.
It's also about getting what you want and finding out that, no matter how close you are to someone, you can never really know what will happen inside their heads.

Hope you like it.
Peace.


THE PLAN
(17 script pg. for 24 comics pg.)

SCRIPT

COVER
Mid shot as Amy holds Jack from behind. They are naked. Jack makes a face, showing his tongue sticking out, clearly having fun and Amy’s head moves towards his mouth, about to touch his right ear. She’s smiling too. A happy couple as they lie in bed. White background.

NOTES
All texts in italics are thought captions.

CHARACTERS
AMY
A blond early twenties girl, shoulder length hair. A piercing on her nose and on the opposite brow.
JACK
A mid twenties guy. Black hair drizzled over his eyes. Clean shaved.

TONY
Late twenties. Well dressed. Posh looking. Clean cut.

MALCOM
Black guy, early twenties, intellectual looking, determined looking.

LARISSA
A provocative young black girl. Overly dressed, all sparkly with jewellery.

RICK
Blond guy, late teens. Small moustache and stoned out of his face. Barely keeping his eyes open.

ROBERTA
A Brazilian girl. Late twenties. Top and shorts to show her trim body.


PAGE 1
This is Amy walking through a huge party. A private residence so big that it has its own dance floor and bar. Amy walks through the crowd. Amy’s POV all through this first page.

Close up. The face of a guy stoned out of his face, dancing, barely noticing us.

AMY
Tonight’s the night.
Or so they say.

Close up. A girl dancing, her long blond hair hiding her face as she looks down.

AMY
So the story goes.
Though, who or where I’ve never understood.

Close up. A guy with shades looks up. A poseur.
AMY
People like me, I guess. Places like this.
And most that aren’t.

Panoramic. The dancing crowd in front of Amy. To her right lies the bar. A ver compacted crowd.

AMY
Until now, from wreck to wreckage, I’ve built my days as best as I could.

Close up. Behind Amy. Waist high shot. As she moves through the crowd it slightly parts for her, creating a kind of tunnel.

AMY
Guess it’s time to give the night another shot.
Kill it dead.

PAGE 2
Same shot only at eye level now. Amy’s a beautiful blond girl in her mid twenties. People don’t notice her, dancing, smoking weed or drinking. She wades through them now. On her right, Tony, holds a glass of red wine while talking to an overly produced girl. Tony looks posh but hosts a very dismissive stance. Laid back.

AMY
I’ve been hearing these stories, you know, that y-
TONY!

Close up. Tony openly smiles seeing Amy.

Medium shot. Tony and Amy embrace. He spills a bit of wine without noticing.

Medium shot. As Tony talks excitedly with Amy the other girl looks annoyed. She’s being totally ignored.

TONY
Hi girl!
Welcome to the fun!
This is gonna be a wild one I tell ya!

Close up on Amy. A knowledgeable grin on her face, provocative.

AMY
Aren’t they always?!

Medium shot. Amy grabs Tony’s glass. The girl behind Tony turns her back to them.

PAGE 3
Close up on Amy as she sips. The other girl moves away from them. Tony just gazes at Amy in the background. Infatuated by her.

Medium shot. In between Amy and Tony. Tony is more pensive now.

AMY
Jack around?

TONY
He’ll show up later. Says he’s gonna bring something special…

Close up. Tony puts a challenging stance on his gaze towards Amy.

TONY
But only for the worthy.

AMY
Don’t worry.

Close up. Amy whispers in Tony’s ear.

AMY
We can always kill him if he refuses.

Close up. Tony smiles as he whispers back at Amy’s ear.

TONY
You're not under some kind of psychopathic control are you?

PAGE 4
Pull back. Amy moves away from Tony, smiling. Neck up.

AMY
Ditched those guys long ago.

Full shot. Amy holds one of Tony’s arms with her hands in a friendly way. We’re behind her.

AMY
Having a family is hard enough.
Catch ya later.

Medium shot. Amy looks back as she once again wades into the crowd, continuing in the previous direction. We’re next to Tony’s wine glass.

AMY
Be sure to tell Jack I wanna see him.

Amy’s back POV. Tony waves back awkwardly with the hand holding the weed.

PAGE 5
Down shot. The crowd dances. Amy lost amidst them, still piercing through.

SOUNDTRACK
“Hell bent on self destruction… Our torture is the key…”

Pull in on Amy.

AMY
I mean, all this, right, it must mean something.

Pull in more.

AMY
I’ve considered it for a long time and here are the brilliant conclusions I’ve come up with.

Pull in some more.

AMY
These parties, filled with people and sound, with consciousness altering substances merely point in two directions.

Just above her head.

Close up on the roots of her hair.

AMY
The misery where we’ve come from-

PAGE 6
Full shot. As if looking through a tunnel, we see a huge network of neural synapses underneath, glowing.

AMY
-into the hope inside.

Long shot. We float amidst the infinite depths of the brain. A neuron stands out up and to our left, like a fortress, its connections fading into the distance.

AMY
The breaking of the boundaries
and experience what we’ve been lacking all our lives.