Random Scene of the Day
So I thought up something I could do so that I could start posting something here every day.
It’s called: “Random Scene of the Day”
Basically, I think up some one page premise and write it here in script format. So here…we…start.
FADE IN:
INT.LIVING ROOM-DAY
John, a normal looking college student, sits at a round dining table, doing his homework. Sal, a gruff looking fellow, enters.
SAL
Man, dude we need to pay rent pretty soon, I think Al–
Sal is interrupted by a doorbell.
SAL (CONT’D)
Huh..I wonder who that could be?
John shrugs and gets back to work. Sal opens the door. No one there.
SAL (CONT’D)
What the hell? Dude, John. I think someone’s playing ding dong ditch on us.
John perks up.
JOHN
Ding dong ditch huh? We’ll show them.
The two stare at each other. They run out of the house.
EXT. HOME DEPOT- DAY
We see John and Sal leaving with a bunch of random items: nails, tape, rope, pulleys, a hacksaw, flour, and assorted screws and doodads.
INT. LIVING ROOM-DAY
We see John and Sal cutting wood, looping rope into the pulleys, and taping things to the door. They finish up and smile at their handiwork. They share a look that says: “This will show them.” They run upstairs.
INT. BEDROOM-DAY
They wait upstairs for the ding dong ditcher to return. The sun goes down and they fall asleep.
INT. BEDROOM- NIGHT
They awake at the sound of an alarm coming from Sal’s computer.
SAL
John wake up! The alarm’s been tripped.
JOHN
H-huh? Oh! Roll on one!
Sal hits a lever which activates an eerie rustle in the wall. We hear the sound of rope tightening. They look down to see a shadowy figure creeping towards the door. The figure is about to press the doorbell. The man’s face is cloaked by shadow. He presses the bell. A shout follows.
SAL
He touched the pin! Activate the electricitiy!
John pulls a makeshift lever. We hear crackling electricity. The man downstairs is shocked till he begins to smoke. We hear his anguished screams. Sal picks up a bag of flour.
SAL (CONT’D)
Now?
JOHN
Wait for it.
The sprinklers turn on behind the shadowed man. They are all aimed at the doorway. The man is soaked. John motions to Sal.
JOHN (CONT’D)
Now!
Sal throws the flour out the window covering the man with powder. John and Sal look on in horror as the man turns up to face them. It is ALI, a stocky persian man.
SAL
Oh crap, it’s the landlord.
JOHN
No way.
Ali is screaming at them.
ALI
John! Sahlva-dor! JOHN!!! Why?! Come down here John!
Sal and John don’t know what to do. Sal remembers something.
SAL
Oh crap! Stop the–
Sal is interrupted by the splintering of the door as a giant log, suspended by ropes, hurtles at Ali’s crotch. It knocks him back.
SAL (CONT’D)
…the log.
Ali is screaming louder.
ALI
AHHH! My Chuol! AH! JOHHHHNNNN!!!! JOHHHHNNN!! WHY??!! COME DOWN JOHN! COME DOWN!
Sal and John look at each other once more, frightened.
SAL
What should we do?
JOHN
Shhh dude. Turn off the lights.
We see the lights up stairs turn off. The duo sit in the darkness and listen to Ali screaming. They hear him stomp off. They wait.
SAL
I think he left.
JOHN
That-
John is interrupted by the sound of a bat crashing against the side of the house.
ALI
JOHHHN! COME DOWN! I KNOW YOU ARE HOME! JOHHHN!!
The crashing continues then stops.
JOHN
Do you think he’s done?
We hear the sound of a window shattering. Running sounds follow. A car drives off.
SAL
Now he is.
FADE OUT
