a couple of scenes from a screenplay i’m working on

…taking a break from the home stretch of the noir carnival short story –  #procrastination

this is a FIRST DRAFT… it may change dramatically, or it might not even end up in the final draft…

TILT.

INT. SUBURBAN LOUNGE ROOM – EVENING

1979. A churchy-looking FAMILY go through the motions of playing a well-known BOARD GAME.  A WALL CLOCK ticks at half speed.

The BOY picks up a game card, reads it, sighs, and rolls some dice.

The MOTHER stifles a yawn – sneaks a look at her watch and fakes a smile. The DAUGHTER sucks loudly at the dregs of a soda can.

ENTHUSIASTIC DAD rolls the dice and excitedly hops a play-piece around the board, until…

THUNDERCLAP! SHAKY CAMERA. FLASHING LIGHTS AS AN OVERWEIGHT VEGAS COMEDIAN DRESSED AS THE DEVIL APPEARS BEFORE THEM IN A PLUME OF COLORED SMOKE.

With a CHURCH ORGAN FLOURISH and a WAVE OF HIS HAND – the board game is LIGHTNING-BOLTED into oblivion – THE FAMILY now wearing SILVER SPACE SUITS as JOYSTICKS materialize in their hands – they’re so immersed it’s kind of creepy…

Switch to GAMEPLAY FOOTAGE (just another prehistoric 8-bit Space Invaders / Galaxian clone) and the ENTHRALLED FAMILY REACTING TO THE GAME…

CUT TO:

INT. POOL HALL – AFTERNOON

An ALABAMA POOL HALL in the middle of Summer. Big windows, long-worn wooden floors. Afternoon sun and slow ceiling fans. There’s a bar and tables down one end and we can hear the clack and rack of poolballs, PINBALL MACHINES and One-Armed Bandits.

RIKKI – a freckly bespectacled teenager TURNS FROM THE TV back to the POOL TABLE and BREAKS.

RIKKI and CURTIS speak in a languid Southern drawl.

RIKKI
You know them Blythes got one of them things…

Across the table – CURTIS, a lanky, longhaired lady-killer in the making chalks his cue, studying the balls as they settle around the table – He chooses a shot – assumes the stance…

CURTIS
(Southern drawl)
Blythes get whatever they want…

CURTIS makes his shot with perfect elegance. A ball drops in the pocket.

RIKKI
I Heard Mr Blythe got one of them micro-computers.

CURTIS
Yeah?

RIKKI
Cost him as much as a car…

RIKKI
plays a shot, misses. 

CURTIS
As much as a car? 

RIKKI
Or thereabouts.

CURTIS
What kind of car?

RIKKI
A regular car I guess

CURTIS
(Lining up a shot)
What’s he do with it?

RIKKI
I dunno… business things… maths and graphs and such… he don’t let nobody near it is what I hear…

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