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Monday, September 20, 2010

THE TELEPHONE NUMBER - An Encore Presentation

FADE IN:

INT. BEDROOM. APARTMENT - NIGHT

MIKE frantically fingers the contents of his wallet.

MIKE
Where is that business card?

He holds his wallet upside down, watching the waterfall of its contents cascade to his unmade bed.

MIKE
It was blue.

For the next half hour he inspects each item, discarding the unnecessary. Still, no blue business card. Despondent, he falls onto his bed; the loss of the card summing up his chaotic life.

MIKE
Think, Mike. Think.

He closes his eyes and concentrates. The first three numbers lept before him as he'd studied her telephone number countless times. But the last four...as a child repeats the alphabet to reach an elusive letter, so he tried with numbers.

MIKE
One, two, three... Three!

Scrambling for a notepad, he proceeds until seven digits stared back at him; the telephone number he could swear he'd had all along. His digital clock blares eleven o'clock.

MIKE
It's pretty late.
(pumping himself)
It's now or never!

As he dials, he visualizes the tall, slender blonde in her slinky, red dress, flirting over a martini.

MIKE
But I'm not in her league.

While the phone rings, he reminds himself that he wasn't half bad looking, and women even commented on how his glasses made him look just as adorable as Clark Kent.

MIKE
Just as clumsy, too.

A woman answers the phone.

WOMAN (OFFSCREEN)
Hello?

MIKE
Hello? Danielle?

DANIELLE (OS)
Yes?

MIKE
Um. This is Mike. You may not remember...

DANIELLE (OS)
(surprised)
I didn't think you'd ever call, Mike.

MIKE
(spirits soaring)
Would you like to go out for dinner?
You would? I mean, Saturday? Seven thirty?
Sure, I know where it is. Terrific! See you
then. Good night, Danielle.

He dances victoriously around the bedroom, then collapses onto his bed, soon falling asleep.

SEVERAL DAYS LATER

Mike rushes haphazardly, changing his Hanes underwear at least a dozen times. He would be late if he didn't step up his already frenetic pace.

INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

Mike follows the maitre d' who escorts him to a cozy table in the dimly lit corner at which sits a lovely, bespectacled young woman.

DANIELLE
(adjusting her glasses)
Mike?

MIKE
(mimics her)
Danielle?

While the excitement and anticipation hisses from his ego, Danielle grins.

DANIELLE
Seems there's been a little mistake.

Her embracing smile emphasizes her gentleness and sweet face.

DANIELLE
It doesn't mean we can't make the best of it.
What do you think?

MIKE
(grins sheepishly)
Sure.

After ordering, then pouring the wine, he slowly shares what had happened. Danielle's LAUGHTER, both comforting and lilting, eases his self-consciousness. The hours fly by. When they realize they're the last couple in the restaurant, they exchange warm glances.

MIKE
I'd love to see you again.

DANIELLE
I would too, Mike, but under one condition.

MIKE
What's that?

DANIELLE
(holding his hands)
You give me your telephone number.

MIKE
(chuckles)
Agreed.

INT./EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

As they walk into the brisk, autumn night, DANIELLE's tresses bounce in sync with Mike's newfound spring in his step.

MIKE
Am I glad I lost that business card!

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/


Tuesday, June 8, 2010

FATHER OF THE BRIDE - An encore presentation

And the winners are:

Robert DeNiro as Albie (50%)
Tie between Myrna Loy & Meryl Streep as Mary (33%)
Tie between Kate Hudson & Emily Blunt as Christine (33%)
Matthew McConaughey as Rob (33%)

Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

INT. HOME OFFICE - DAY

A MIDDLE-AGED MAN is on the telephone gleaning a sheet of paper.

MAN
(irate)
Hold on just a second.

He gathers up another sheet of paper.

MAN
(increasingly ired)
I'll call you back.
(bellows)
Mary!

His WIFE rushes in.

MARY
What is it? What's wrong, Albie?

ALBIE
What's this?

MARY
It's the bill for the flowers.

ALBIE
Five thousand dollars? And this?

MARY
The Photographer.

ALBIE
That's it! One more week of this and we'll be
in the poor house!

MARY
Stop exaggerating.

Albie collects the invoices, rises, then paces.

ALBIE
I can understand a ten thousand dollar wedding
gown. But a coach? Why can't she have a limousine
like every other bride? Who do I look like? Walt Disney?

A young WOMAN rushes into the office CRYING.

WOMAN
There you are, mother.

MARY
What is it, Christine?

CHRISTINE
(sobs)
We...broke...up.

MARY
What happened?

CHRISTINE
He wants to elope. Can you believe it?

ALBIE
It's cheaper.

CHRISTINE
Father!

Mary glares at him as she guides Christine to a chair.

ALBIE
Let me remind you, young lady, that your mother and
I eloped. Look how happily married we are.

CHRISTINE
(between sobs)
You did, didn't you? It is romantic, isn't it?

ROB rushes in.

ROB
Christine, listen to me.

CHRISTINE
I have nothing to say. If you knew better, I
never want to see you again.

Albie skulks out of the office, then rushes through the house into the yard.

EXT. YARD - DAY

As he approaches the GARDENER,

ALBIE
Grab the ladder and place it at THAT window.
Then bring the car around.

INT. OFFICE - DAY

Albie returns to find Rob kneeling before Christine.

ROB
I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy.

Albie notices the ladder swaying to and fro at the window.

ALBIE
Look. A ladder.

MARY
What's it doing there?

Albie grins coyly as he walks seductively towards his wife.

ALBIE
Don't you remember?
(embraces her)
How about we renew our vows.

MARY
(giggling)
Don't be silly, Albie.

Entranced, Christine watches on as Albie extends his arm, Mary wrapping hers around it. She holds Rob's hands.

CHRISTINE
If it was good enough for my parents, it's
good enough for me.

MARY
What?

CHRISTINE
Right now. The four of us.

ALBIE
Why not.

LAUGHING, they crawl through the window and step carefully onto the ladder.
From the garden,

GARDENER
Where are the suitcases?

MARY
And money!

The four step up the ladder and crawl back into the office. All rush out but Albie who sits at his desk, reflecting. Upon their return,

MARY
(excitedly)
I packed for you, dear.

Albie rises.

ALBIE
Rob, a happy wife is a happy life.
Remember that.
(steps to Christine)
My angel, I won't put a price on your
happiness. You have your wedding
with all the bells and whistles. You'll
make me the proudest father in the world.

CHRISTINE
(hugs and kisses Albie)
Daddy, you're the best!

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/


Friday, May 14, 2010

THE ACLINIC LINE - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
JAKE EASTMAN -- Harrison Ford (40%)
ANNE -- Sigourney Weaver (60%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

MONTAGE:

Fed by sewage dumping into the ocean off the east coast of the United States, THE ACLINIC NETWORK of ducts and mini-islands expands towards the Statue of Liberty, Atlantic City, and Disney World.

Simultaneously, sewage dumping off the coasts of Europe and Asia causes the Aclinic Network to expand towards the Eiffel Tower, London Bridge, Venice, and Hong Kong, China, and Japan.

INT. TELEVISION BROADCASTING STUDIO - NIGHT

Last minute changes are made to accommodate DR. JAKE EASTMAN, a noted and respected Geophysicist, accompanied by his wife, ANNE, a Marine Biologist.

ANNE
But Jake, aren't we risking panic?

JAKE
We've got to try.

The Engineer signals to the News Anchor.

ANCHOR
We interrupt our regular broadcast for a
special communication from Dr. Jake Eastman.

The Engineer signals to Jake.

JAKE
I've been working with my wife and dozens of
colleagues in uncovering the planet-threatening
Aclinic Line.
(beat)
Its heart, the Aclinic Island, is violently tremoring.
We must stop major dumping and polluting to
prevent possible eruption.
(pauses)
The ramifications of its eruption would be devastating
to life as we know it. I urge everyone to do whatever
possible. Thank you.

EXT. ACLINIC ISLAND - DAY

RUMBLINGS grow deafening and steady.

INT. WEATHER MODIFICATION CENTER - DAY

Meeting with its director,

JAKE
My colleague has produced a biodegradable
solution which can dissolve the Aclinic Line.
We need your help in administering it globally.

DR. SANTOS
Although cloud seeding has been around since
the forties, there are no guarantees, Dr. Eastman.

JAKE
It's our only hope in ridding the network.

DR. SANTOS
(ponders)
We can use jets to drop the solution into the clouds.
Hopefully, this will encourage precipitation of the
solution to fall onto the targeted areas.

JAKE
We'll start immediately.

EXT. SKY - NIGHT

Jets fly overhead, cloud seeding the solution over the network worldwide.

EXT. ACLINIC ISLAND - NIGHT

As a convoy approaches the island, ooze spews relentlessly, the island shrinking
exponentially. Jake SHRIEKS his jeep to a sudden stop, flooding threatening the convoy.

As he notes nearby trees, he grabs hold of a low branch and climbs.

JAKE
Follow me!

The rest of the convoy join him, some falling into the ooze. Suddenly, precipitation causes a dense fog. Nothing, nor anyone, can be seen.

JAKE (O.S.)
Is everyone all right?

COLLEAGUE
My clothes are disappearing.

JAKE (O.S.)
The solution will dissolve all
man-made chemicals. I warned
you to wear cotton.

When the fog lifts,

INT. CHOPPER - NIGHT

CO-PILOT
What the ...?

PILOT
(laughing)
A tree full of naked humans...
that's a first.

Jake examines the expanse of clear, open land; the Aclinic Island gone.

JAKE
It worked!
(excitedly)
Looks like we've been given a
second chance. Let's pray we've
learned our lesson.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Monday, April 26, 2010

THE SCARLETT HIGH HEELS - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
Leading Man/Tap Dancer - Gene Kelly (42%)
Partner - Ginger Rogers (42%)
Director - Vincente Minelli (40%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

INT. 1930's HOLLYWOOD STUDIO - DAY

With an Orchestra at the ready, the LEADING MAN/TAP DANCER embraces a WOMAN casting for the role of his leading lady.

DIRECTOR
Action.

As the couple tap and glide in perfect harmony, a mischievous gleam in the woman's eye travels to her feet as she disregards the scripted choreography, ad libbing with barrell rolls and bombershays.

Initially, her partner expresses exasperation at her unspoken challenge, then competitively accepts.

As their pace accelerates, the Orchestra follows in tempo to chasse-s, chaine-s, and balance-s, while their heels cluster click, scuff, stubb, twist and thump across the floor; she growing attracted to him, as he to her with every tap.

The silence of the entranced CREW is broken with...

DIRECTOR
Cut! Cut!

As he gropes for his chair,

DIRECTOR
That wasn't in the script.
(to cameraman)
Tell me you got it!

CAMERAMAN
(smacking on his chewing gum)
Got it, boss.

Simultaneously, the woman sits, lifts her gown, and carefully removes her blood-soaked high heels. In her bare, swollen feet she walks gracefully to the director and drops them at his feet. As she turns to leave, the director rushes after her.

DIRECTOR
Where are you going?

WOMAN
Why? Did I get the part?

DIRECTOR
Name your price!

The leading man catches up with her and extends his hand.

LEADING MAN
Shall we dance?

When she accepts, he draws her towards him and begins to sing.

LEADING MAN
Heaven. I'm in heaven.
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.

WOMAN
You can be very charming.

LEADING MAN
(whispers)
I'm in heaven.

As they kiss, the director shrugs, throws the original script into the air, then winks at the cameraman.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
Marge - Betty White (66%)
Ralph - Carroll O'Connor (66%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

INT. MODEST HOME.1970's QUEENS, NEW YORK - DAY

A mature COUPLE are washing and putting the breakfast dishes away.

HUSBAND
Baseball season's finally here.

As he walks into the living room to turn on the television,

WIFE
(excitedly)
Why don't we go?

HUSBAND
Not today, Marge. This couch feels too good.
(patting her hand)
Another weekend.

As she faces him on the couch,

MARGE
It's such a beautiful day, Ralph.

Her face brightens up.

MARGE
Is it easy to find the stadium by train?

RALPH
The M train stops right there. Why?

Marge leaps up and disappears into the bedroom.

MARGE (OS)
I'm going.

RALPH
By yourself?

Putting on a light jacket when she returns,

MARGE
If I can survive the birth of three beautiful
children, I can manage a train to the Bronx.

RALPH
I don't know, Marge.

After pecking him on the cheek,

MARGE
I'll call when I get there.

EXT./INT. EL TRAIN STATION - DAY

Ecstatically inhaling the sunny April day, Marge climbs up the stairs to the platform of the station.

When the train arrives, she makes herself comfortable, knitting. At the changeover, she reconsiders, then shoves her knitting into its bag, rises, and joins the THRONGS onto the M train.

INT./EXT. M TRAIN - DAY

Crowded as rush hour, Marge finds and grasps the pole in the center of the compartment, unsteady as the train. When the Stadium comes into view, the compartment quickly empties, she following the enthusiastic FANS down the stairs and onto the sidewalk.

EXT. STADIUM - DAY

Marge grins at the Stadium, then rushes to the box office and patiently waits her turn.

ATTENDANT
Next.

MARGE
One adult ticket please, young man.
Oh, and are there senior discounts?

ATTENDANT
Sorry, the game's sold out.

MARGE
But I've come all the way from Queens.

ATTENDANT
Next!

Disheartened, Marge slowly heads back towards the station. She observes a COUPLE with two CHILDREN waiting on line to enter the stadium.

Excusing herself ever so endearingly and politely to those she cuts in front of, she discreetly joins the family as they pass through the turnstile. She feels a tap on her shoulder.

TICKET COLLECTOR
Ticket, please.

MARGE
Oh, I'm with them.

INT. STADIUM - DAY

As he turns to "them," Marge runs into the heart of the stadium, blending in with the crowds. She begins to panic, watching for security, or worse yet, the police.
Rushing to the telephones, she fumbles for her change purse. She finds, then drops her change. Hands trembling, she picks up the coins and manages to dial.

MARGE
Hurry, Ralph!

RALPH (OS)
Hello?

MARGE
Ralph, I'm going to jail!

RALPH (OS)
What?

MARGE
(glancing around)
They're looking for me now!

RALPH (OS)
What are you talking about?

MARGE
I snuck into Yankee Stadium!

RALPH (OS)
Wail til the boys hear about this!

MARGE
Oh no!

RALPH (OS)
Relax, Marge. Find a seat and enjoy the game.

MARGE
Relax? Enjoy?

RALPH (OS)
Trust me. You're in now. No one is going to bother you.
I'll order some Chinese to celebrate.

Disbelievingly, she peers at the DIAL TONE. She cautiously follows the fans as they make their way to the stands.

EXT. STANDS - DAY

Marge stops abruptly and shakes her head at the half-full stadium. She zooms in on available seats behind third base, buys a box of Cracker Jacks and a diet coke, then rushes to the unclaimed seat placing her snacks on it. She stands and CLAPS when the teams take to the field.

At the tap on her shoulder, she freezes. From the corner of her eye, she notices handcuffs in an outstretched hand.

FAN
You dropped your Cracker Jack's prize, Ma'am.

LAUGHING with relief, she manages a...

MARGE
Thank you, dear.

...and enjoys the ball game, with only an occasional glance over her shoulder.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Saturday, March 27, 2010

THE GOOD EARTH - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
Girl - Dakota Fanning (33%)
Young Woman/Bride/Mother - Kate Winslet (50%)
Grandmother - Helen Mirren (50%)
Young Man/Groom - Jude Law (100%) A FIRST! :))
Grandfather/Senior - Liam Neeson (50%)
Thank you for voting!


FADE IN:

EXT. COUNTRY HOME - DAY

On a balmy Spring day, a young GIRL walks up the stairs of her home with her MOTHER while savoring a peach. She studies its glistening pit, then smiles.

GIRL
I'll be right back, mom.

She runs down the stairs to an open expanse of land outside the house. She drops to her knees, digs a hole in the moist earth with her fingers, then gently sets the peach pit into its center, covering it lovingly with the dug-up soil.

As she rises, she notes the location of the small mound, then runs home.

TEN YEARS LATER

The young girl, now a young WOMAN rests against the blossoming tree studying with her college SWEETHEART. He lifts her hand and gently kisses it, she bent over to nestle his hair.

ANOTHER TEN YEARS LATER

Under the now twenty-year old tree, a wedding PHOTOGRAPHER is taking pictures of the woman turned BRIDE with her college sweetheart, now GROOM. Wedding GUESTS surround them excitedly, sharing in their joy.

YET ANOTHER TEN YEARS

Picknicking with her three young CHILDREN under the slivers of sunlight and shade, she observes her surroundings with reverence while two dogs are playfully barking and chasing each other.

SOME YEARS LATER

Mature in age, she and her husband exchange proud glances while their children and GRANDCHILDREN are exhuberantly feasting at their annual Spring reunion under the tree's rustling and protective branches.

CUT TO:

Her husband, now in his senior years, stands alone under the rich spread of the peach tree's blossoms. As he caresses its bark,

HUSBAND
Olan, you are the Earth.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Saturday, March 13, 2010

St. Patrick - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
Young Patrick - Jonathan Rhys Meyers (66%)
St. Patrick - Liam Neeson (75%)
St. Germain - Richard Harris (100%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

INT. KILPATRICK ESTATE. EARLY 5th CENTURY SCOTLAND - NIGHT

IRISH MARAUDERS reek havoc on the Kilpatrick Estate, abducting young Patrick.

ST. PATRICK (VOICEOVER)
I was sixteen when taken prisoner and brought
to Ireland. There, I was sold as a slave to a
chieftan named Milchu.

EXT. IRISH COUNTRYSIDE - DAY

While tending the flocks in the valley of the Braid and on the slopes of Slemish,

ST. PATRICK (VO)
For six years, I was held captive. In those
days I have said as many as a hundred prayers
and in the night, nearly the same; so that whilst
in the woods and on the mountain, even before
dawn, I was roused to prayer.

The six years of Patrick's captivity became preparation for his future apostolate.

ST. PATRICK (VO)
In a dream, God admonished that I flee. I
found a ship ready to set sail. After some
rebuffs, I was allowed onboard. Though I
returned to Britain among friends, my
heart was set on devoting myself to God.

EXT. BRITISH PROVINCES - DAY

It was under ST. GERMAIN'S guidance, Patrick would be promoted to the priesthood a few years later and became engaged in missionary work.

ST. PATRICK (VO)
Commissioned by the Holy See, St. Germain
proceeded to Britain to combat the erroneous
teachings of Pelagius. I was chosen to be one
of his missionaries and privileged to have
witnessed much, including the calming of
the tempest at sea.

However, Patrick's thoughts turned towards Ireland, and from time to time he was favored with visions of the children from Focluth who cried to him, "O holy youth, come back to Erin, and walk once more amongst us."

ST. PATRICK (VO)
With the blessing of Celestine, Pope of Rome,
who bestowed me with the name Patercius,
St. Germain and I set out for Ireland.

EXT. TARA. 433 IRELAND - EASTER SUNDAY

On Easter Sunday, DRUID CHIEFS and BREHONS came in full numbers to assemble at Tara in 433 AD.

DRUIDS
O king, live forever. This fire, which has been
lighted in defiance of the royal edict, will blaze
forever in this land unless it be this very night
extinguished.

By order of the king and the agency of druids, repeated attempts were made to extinguish the blessed fire and to punish with death the intruder who had disobeyed the royal command. But the fire was not extinguished and, Patrick, shielded by the Divine power.

ST. PATRICK (VO)
The druids and magicians put forth all their
strength and employed all their incantations
to maintain their sway over the Irish race.
But our prayer and faith achieved a glorious
triumph.
(beat)
By their incantations, a cloud of darkness
spread over the hill and surrounding plain.
I defied them to remove the cloud and knelt
in prayer. The sun sent forth its rays and the
brightest sunshine lit up the hills.

It was indeed a momentous day for the Irish race. Although the king had given orders that no sign of respect to be extended, Erc, a royal page, arose to show Patrick reverence; and, at that second, when all the chieftains were assembled, the chief-bard, Dubbtach, showed Patrick the same honor.

ST. PATRICK (VO)
I then plucked a shamrock from the sward
to explain by its triple leaf and single stem the
Blessed Trinity. And on that bright Easter Day,
the triumph of religion at Tara was complete.

FADE TO BLACK

EPILOGUE

It is sometimes supposed that St. Patrick's apostolate in Ireland was an unbroken series of peaceful triumphs, but is quite the reverse. He was subjected to frequent trials at the hands of the druids and other enemies. No fewer than 12 times he and his companions were seized and carried off as captives, and on one occasion, his death was decreed, but was liberated by benign Providence.

St. Patrick continued until his death to visit and watch over the churches he had founded in all provinces in Ireland. He comforted the faithful in their difficulties, strenghtened their faith, and appointed pastors to continue his work among them.

At Saul, St. Patrick received the summons to his reward on March 17, 493 and St. Tassach administered the last sacraments to him. His remains were wrapped in the shroud woven by St. Brigid and were interred at the chieftan's Fort two miles from Saul, where the Cathedral of Down would arise.

Above information from the Catholic Encyclopedia on St. Patrick at http://www.newadvent.org/cathen//11554a.htm .

*formatted by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Monday, February 22, 2010

MT. OLYMPICS

And the winners are:
Zeus - Donald Sutherland (83%)
Hera - Judy Dench (40%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

EXT. ORNATE FOUNTAIN. MT. OLYMPUS - DAY

ZEUS stands facing the fountain; his wife, HERA, sitting on its edge. Zeus waves his hand over the fountain. Images of the Vancouver Olympic Games appear in the water.

ZEUS
Just in time.

HERA
Skiing?

ZEUS
The first downhill run.
(exasperated)
He's holding back.

HERA
There is no better skier than you, my love.

Zeus is fixated on the SKIER as he skis into last place.

ZEUS
Hera, I'll be back for dinner.

HERA
Where are you going?

In a flash, Zeus disappears.


EXT. WHISTLER BLACKCOMB MOUNTAIN. VANCOUVER - DAY

Zeus strides through the crowds, disguised as a spectator. He climbs to the Olympian downhill start house. The skier in last place shivers as an unusual sensation overtakes him.

Shaking off the sensation, he steps forward for his final downhill run. With uncharacteristic aggressiveness and grace, he flies downhill into first place.

Flanked by reporters and fellow skiers, he's stunned by his Gold medal performance.


EXT. WHISTLER MEDALS PLAZA - NIGHT

After the medals ceremony, the MEDIA rush towards him; a sexy JOURNALIST reaching him first.

JOURNALIST
I've never seen anything like your performance!
(grinning)
You were like a god out there.

SKIER
I had some help.

JOURNALIST
From?

SKIER
(as he steps closer)
Shall we talk about it over a quiet, intimate dinner?

JOURNALIST
(sensually)
Sure, but what about your wife?

SKIER
Your beauty rivals her broad mindedness.

JOURNALIST
Zeus, it's Hera.

Zeus whinces. Grinning,

HERA
Who should be your next winner?

ZEUS
(smiling)
He's a ski jumper.
(thumping his chest)
It feels just like Mt. Olympus.


FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

Sunday, January 31, 2010

FIDDLE-DEE-DEE - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
SCARLETT - Vivien Leigh (50%)
MAMMY - Tie between Hattie McDaniel and Queen Latifah (50%)
JULIE - Jennifer Aniston (60%)
ASHLEY - Leslie Howard (50%)
RHETT - Clark Gable (66%)

Thank you for voting!


FADE IN:

INT. MANSION. POST-CIVIL WAR ATLANTA, GEORGIA - DAY

SCARLETT escorts her new SUITOR to the front door of her mansion.

SUITOR
Don't leave me on tender hooks, Scarlett.

SCARLETT
Fiddle-dee-dee! I'll give you my answer tomorrow.

As MAMMY appears,

SCARLETT
Good day, Mr. Finnegan.

Upon his departure,

MAMMY
Miss Marsden is waiting in the drawing room.

SCARLETT
Bring in tea and biscuits, Mammy.


INT. DRAWING ROOM - SAME

JULIE MARSDEN is admiring Ashley Wilkes' photo. When Scarlett appears, she sets it back in its rightful place.

SCARLETT
(extending her hand)
It's so very nice to meet you, Miss Marsden.

MISS MARSDEN
Please -- call me Julie.

SCARLETT
Are you planning on building a home here
in Atlanta, Julie? I'm not ashamed to say
I have the finest Georgia pine.

Mammy enters and sets the tray of tea and biscuits down.

JULIE
Frankly, I've come for your advice.

SCARLETT
Advice?

JULIE
What's your secret?

SCARLETT
(perplexed)
Secret?

JULIE
You've been married three times.
(sarcastically)
Seems I'll be an old maid.

SCARLETT
Fiddle-dee-dee, Julie.

JULIE
Fiddle-dee-dee? That's the secret?

Before Scarlett replies, ASHLEY stumbles in.

ASHLEY
There you are, Scarlett. I rushed over to tell you...

He stops abruptly at the sight of Julie.

ASHLEY
Hello.

JULIE
(sensually)
Fiddle-dee-dee.

As she pours herself a cup of tea,

ASHLEY
Let me help you.

Scarlett watches on, aghast.

SCARLETT
(in rapid exchange)
Fiddle-dee-dee.

On cue, Ashley stops pouring to tend to Scarlett.

JULIE
(competitively)
Fiddle-dee-dee, Ashley.

RHETT BUTLER barges in past Mammy.

RHETT
Scarlett, it's just no good. I can't go on without you.

SCARLETT
Rhett!

As Ashley pats Julie's hand,

SCARLETT
Ashley!

RHETT
Once and for all, Scarlett, make up your mind!

SCARLETT
And spoil the fun?

RHETT
(frustrated, turns to Mammy)
Fiddle-dee-dee, Mammy!

MAMMY
(blushing)
Lordy, Mr. Rhett. You is bad!

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

How many references to the film, Gone with the Wind, can you find?

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Monday, January 18, 2010

JACK AND JILL - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
Jack - Johnny Depp (80%)
Jill - Kate Winslet (80%)
Thank you for voting!


FADE IN:

EXT. FOOT OF HILL - DAY

JACK and JILL climbed up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown...

Lying on the grass, distorted images of trees beneath the sky come into view as Jack slowly regains consciousness.

JILL
Jack, can you hear me?

Gingerly touching his bruised head, Jack sits up.

JACK
What happened?

JILL
You broke your crown again.

JACK
My crown? I do not wear a crown.

Studying his clothing, then feeling his face,

JACK
Where is my mask? And my cape?

JILL
Mask? Cape?

JACK
Have we had the pleasure of meeting, Senorita?

JILL
We've only climbed that hill fetching water for
what seems like an eternity.

JACK
Me? Fetch water?

JILL
Jack...

JACK
And why do you insist on calling me Jack? I am
Don Juan deMarco.

JILL
Who?

As he stands upright,

JACK
The greatest lover in the world.

JILL
(rolls her eyes)
If we don't fetch the water, we'll be sacked. Not
now, of all times.

JACK
My dear Senorita. You must not fret.

JILL
It takes more than love to pay the bills.

JACK
So young and so cynical. Do not underestimate
the power of love. And, it just so happens -- I am
rich.

JILL
And where, prey tell, is the money?

JACK
On the other side of the hill.

JILL
(sighs)
Okay. Let's go.

Jack and Jill climbed up the hill to fetch deMarco's money. Jack fell down and broke his crown...

Moaning, Jack lies in a stupor.

JILL
Jack?
(no response)
Mr. deMarco.

JACK
Who?

JILL
James Bond.

JACK
(thoughtfully)
No.

JILL
Robin Hood.

JACK
No.

Jill takes his hand and guides him over the hill. As they disappear,

JILL (OS)
The King of England.

JACK (OS)
Yes, King George. No, King Edward. No...

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

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Sunday, January 3, 2010

RUNNING ON RESOLUTIONS - An encore presentation

And the winners are:
NICK - Toni Randall (40%)
AL - Jack Klugman (40%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

EXT. RUNNERS' PATH. CENTRAL PARK - DAY

Two MEN are jogging together in Central Park on a freezing January morning.

AL
I should have my head examined for letting
you talk me into running this morning.

NICK
And break last year's resolution? You lost
how many pounds? Five? I lost at least ten.

And since I stopped smoking the year before,
my doctor says my lungs are clean as a whistle.

And when I started eating a low-fat diet the
year before that, my cholesterol is as low as
my low-rise underwear.

And since I promised to help around the
house, my wife is one happy camper,
especially in the bedroom.

Al rolls his eyes.

NICK
And how about the year we started our
business. I vowed I'd stop complaining
about your three-hour lunches, and
your endless long-distance calls, and
your so-called business write-offs...
more like expensive gifts to Liz,
Sandra, Connie, and God only knows
who else.

AL
Have you decided on this year's
resolution yet?

NICK
You know me. If I can't keep it, I won't
make it. Why? You have any ideas?

AL
Yeah. A vow of silence.

Their VOICES fade out...

NICK
You know I can't do that. How else can
I tell you what's on my mind.

AL
What's left of it.

...as they disappear out of view.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

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