Hello everyone,
Tending to my father's cataract surgery and recovery.
Stay well and may your creative juices continue to overflow! Petra xo
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Rerun of SOCKO thru 4/18 (My Apologies!-Playing Catch Up!)
And the winners are:
Barbara - Other (28%)
Barbara's Conscience - Tie between Bette Davis & Whoopi Goldberg (28%)
Ball of Socks Voiceover - Anthony Perkins (33%)
Policeman - Tie between Tommy Lee Jones & Clint Eastwood ( 33%)
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. DEN. SUBURBAN HOME - NIGHT
Lying on the sofa, a WOMAN reads a psychological thriller, her cat sleeping at her feet. She sets the book down, eyeing the room suspiciously. The furniture seems to have moved in closer to her. She shudders.
The CHIMES of the grandfather clock cause her to jump. As she collects herself,
BARBARA
Ten o'clock.
Hand in chin, she absentmindedly talks to the cat.
BARBARA
One piece of chocolate won't hurt my diet.
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
Where's your will power?
BARBARA
Leave me alone! It's only one piece of chocolate!
She gets up and walks into the kitchen.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
Barbara searches every nook and cranny to no avail.
BARBARA
What'd I do with them?
Her eyes widen. She rushes downstairs to the washroom in the basement.
INT. WASHROOM - NIGHT
She flicks the switch. No light.
BARBARA
Why did you have to pick tonight to go out, Jack?
In the dark she gropes for the flashlight on the shelf with the laundry supplies. With the flashlight on, she reaches behind the washer/dryer and pulls a gold-covered box.
Smiling, she hurriedly opens the box and pops a chocolate into her mouth, then another.
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
You have no will power.
BARBARA
Shut up!
She suddenly hears a CRASH in the garage.
BARBARA
(calls out)
Jack?
Holding the flashlight close to her, Barbara picks up a crowbar resting at the side of the entrance to the garage. She cautiously opens the garage door. Taking up most of the garage, a GIANT BALL OF SOCKS stalks her. She quickly SLAMS the door shut, but her strength is no match for the giant ball of socks. It squeezes through the doorway and chases her up the stairs into the den.
SOCKS VOICEOVER
We want our mates. What have you done
with them?
INT. DEN - NIGHT
Barbara bumps into the sofa, nearly knocking the lamp over. The ball stops dead in its tracks, studying her, breathing heavily. Cautiously, she steps toward the telephone and dials 911.
911 (OS)
What's the emergency?
BARBARA
(whispers)
A ball of socks is...
As it inches closer,
911 (OS)
Did you say a ball of socks?
BARBARA
1099 Elm Street. Hurry!
CUT TO:
When the POLICE arrive, two force the front door open. As they rush into the den, they hear a VOICE coming from upstairs. They rush up the stairs towards Barbara's VOICE in one of the bedrooms.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
As they kick the door in, guns drawn, Barbara is sitting on the floor pairing socks.
BARBARA
Hello, gentlemen. These socks found one another.
(addresses socks)
How long has it been?
The policemen glance at one another, perplexed.
BARBARA
Would you care for a chocolate? You see, I have no
will power.
POLICEMAN
Ma'am. Why don't you come with us?
BARABARA
I didn't mean to! I promise I won't do it again! Jack?
POLICEMAN
Jack? Who's Jack?
BARBARA
He's not here.
POLICEMAN
Please, ma'am. If you don't make a fuss, I won't handcuff you.
Barbara slowly rises. Her eyes fall on the golden box.
BARBARA
Do you mind if I take that box of chocolates?
POLICEMAN
(sympathetically)
No, ma'am.
CUT TO:
While sitting in the rear of the police car,
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
I'll show them I have will power. I won't eat one
chocolate.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Barbara - Other (28%)
Barbara's Conscience - Tie between Bette Davis & Whoopi Goldberg (28%)
Ball of Socks Voiceover - Anthony Perkins (33%)
Policeman - Tie between Tommy Lee Jones & Clint Eastwood ( 33%)
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. DEN. SUBURBAN HOME - NIGHT
Lying on the sofa, a WOMAN reads a psychological thriller, her cat sleeping at her feet. She sets the book down, eyeing the room suspiciously. The furniture seems to have moved in closer to her. She shudders.
The CHIMES of the grandfather clock cause her to jump. As she collects herself,
BARBARA
Ten o'clock.
Hand in chin, she absentmindedly talks to the cat.
BARBARA
One piece of chocolate won't hurt my diet.
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
Where's your will power?
BARBARA
Leave me alone! It's only one piece of chocolate!
She gets up and walks into the kitchen.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
Barbara searches every nook and cranny to no avail.
BARBARA
What'd I do with them?
Her eyes widen. She rushes downstairs to the washroom in the basement.
INT. WASHROOM - NIGHT
She flicks the switch. No light.
BARBARA
Why did you have to pick tonight to go out, Jack?
In the dark she gropes for the flashlight on the shelf with the laundry supplies. With the flashlight on, she reaches behind the washer/dryer and pulls a gold-covered box.
Smiling, she hurriedly opens the box and pops a chocolate into her mouth, then another.
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
You have no will power.
BARBARA
Shut up!
She suddenly hears a CRASH in the garage.
BARBARA
(calls out)
Jack?
Holding the flashlight close to her, Barbara picks up a crowbar resting at the side of the entrance to the garage. She cautiously opens the garage door. Taking up most of the garage, a GIANT BALL OF SOCKS stalks her. She quickly SLAMS the door shut, but her strength is no match for the giant ball of socks. It squeezes through the doorway and chases her up the stairs into the den.
SOCKS VOICEOVER
We want our mates. What have you done
with them?
INT. DEN - NIGHT
Barbara bumps into the sofa, nearly knocking the lamp over. The ball stops dead in its tracks, studying her, breathing heavily. Cautiously, she steps toward the telephone and dials 911.
911 (OS)
What's the emergency?
BARBARA
(whispers)
A ball of socks is...
As it inches closer,
911 (OS)
Did you say a ball of socks?
BARBARA
1099 Elm Street. Hurry!
CUT TO:
When the POLICE arrive, two force the front door open. As they rush into the den, they hear a VOICE coming from upstairs. They rush up the stairs towards Barbara's VOICE in one of the bedrooms.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
As they kick the door in, guns drawn, Barbara is sitting on the floor pairing socks.
BARBARA
Hello, gentlemen. These socks found one another.
(addresses socks)
How long has it been?
The policemen glance at one another, perplexed.
BARBARA
Would you care for a chocolate? You see, I have no
will power.
POLICEMAN
Ma'am. Why don't you come with us?
BARABARA
I didn't mean to! I promise I won't do it again! Jack?
POLICEMAN
Jack? Who's Jack?
BARBARA
He's not here.
POLICEMAN
Please, ma'am. If you don't make a fuss, I won't handcuff you.
Barbara slowly rises. Her eyes fall on the golden box.
BARBARA
Do you mind if I take that box of chocolates?
POLICEMAN
(sympathetically)
No, ma'am.
CUT TO:
While sitting in the rear of the police car,
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
I'll show them I have will power. I won't eat one
chocolate.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Sunday, April 5, 2009
TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME
And the winners are:
Marge - Tie between Lucille Ball & Goldie Hawn (37%)
Ralph - Desi Arnaz (37%)
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. HOME. Mid-1970's QUEENS, NEW YORK - DAY
A MARRIED COUPLE are washing and putting the breakfast dishes away. RALPH walks into the living room and turns on the television.
RALPH
I wonder who the Yankees are playing today?
HIS WIFE
(enthusiastically)
Why don't we go?
RALPH
I want to relax today, Marge. Another weekend.
As she faces him on the couch,
MARGE
But it's such a beautiful day.
Her faces brightens up.
MARGE
Is it easy to get to 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 kids, I
can manage the 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. SUBWAY STATION - DAY
Ecstatically inhaling the sunny spring day, Marge climbs up the stairs to the platform of the station.
CUT TO:
Sitting, she makes herself comfortable pulling a novel from her purse. At the changeover, she reconsiders, but quickly shoves the novel in her purse, rises, and joins the throngs who are shoving her onto the M train.
INT. 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, most of the compartment empties, she following, down the stairs and onto the sidewalk.
EXT. STADIUM - DAY
Excitedly, Marge rushes to the Box Office and waits patiently for her turn.
MARGE
One adult ticket, please. Oh, is there
a senior discount?
BOX OFFICE ATTENDANT
Sorry. The game's sold out.
MARGE
I came all the way from Queens!
ATTENDANT
Next!
Disheartened, Marge slowly heads back towards the station. She abruptly stops and turns around. 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
I'm with them.
Distracted by his co-worker, Marge runs into the stadium, blending in with the crowds. She begins to panic and searches for the telephones. Paranoid, she watches for security, or worse yet, the police. She fumbles for her wallet. She finds, then drops her change. Hands trembling, she picks up the coins and attempts to dial.
MARGE
C'mon Ralph.
RALPH (OS)
Hello?
MARGE
(panicking)
Ralph...Ralph!
RALPH (OS)
What's wrong?
MARGE
Ralph, I'm going to jail!
RALPH (OS)
What?
MARGE
(glancing around)
They're looking for me now!
RALPH (OS)
Slow down. What are you talking about?
MARGE
I snuck into Yankee Stadium.
RALPH (OS)
All right! Wait till I tell the boys!
MARGE
(taken aback)
Are you crazy?
RALPH (OS)
Relax. 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.
MARGE
When I get out of jail, we'll share notes.
RALPH (OS)
I'll order Chinese to celebrate.
Disbelievingly, she peers at the end of the telephone when she hears a dial tone, then studies the crowd of excited FANS who are rushing to the stands.
EXT. STANDS - DAY
As Marge follows them, she abruptly stops in the half-full stadium. She shakes her head in disbelief and wonder, but zooms in on available seats behind third base.
MARGE
I'll be able to touch Greg Nettles.
After she buys a box of Cracker Jax and a diet coke, she rushes to the unclaimed seat, placing her snacks on it, while enthusiastically CLAPPING as the team takes to the field.
Suddenly, she feels a tap on her shoulder. She stops dead. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices handcuffs in an outstretched hand.
FAN
They must be your cracker jax prize.
LAUGHING uncontrollably, she manages a...
MARGE
Thank you, son.
...and enjoys the rest of the game with a glance over her shoulder every inning.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Marge - Tie between Lucille Ball & Goldie Hawn (37%)
Ralph - Desi Arnaz (37%)
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. HOME. Mid-1970's QUEENS, NEW YORK - DAY
A MARRIED COUPLE are washing and putting the breakfast dishes away. RALPH walks into the living room and turns on the television.
RALPH
I wonder who the Yankees are playing today?
HIS WIFE
(enthusiastically)
Why don't we go?
RALPH
I want to relax today, Marge. Another weekend.
As she faces him on the couch,
MARGE
But it's such a beautiful day.
Her faces brightens up.
MARGE
Is it easy to get to 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 kids, I
can manage the 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. SUBWAY STATION - DAY
Ecstatically inhaling the sunny spring day, Marge climbs up the stairs to the platform of the station.
CUT TO:
Sitting, she makes herself comfortable pulling a novel from her purse. At the changeover, she reconsiders, but quickly shoves the novel in her purse, rises, and joins the throngs who are shoving her onto the M train.
INT. 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, most of the compartment empties, she following, down the stairs and onto the sidewalk.
EXT. STADIUM - DAY
Excitedly, Marge rushes to the Box Office and waits patiently for her turn.
MARGE
One adult ticket, please. Oh, is there
a senior discount?
BOX OFFICE ATTENDANT
Sorry. The game's sold out.
MARGE
I came all the way from Queens!
ATTENDANT
Next!
Disheartened, Marge slowly heads back towards the station. She abruptly stops and turns around. 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
I'm with them.
Distracted by his co-worker, Marge runs into the stadium, blending in with the crowds. She begins to panic and searches for the telephones. Paranoid, she watches for security, or worse yet, the police. She fumbles for her wallet. She finds, then drops her change. Hands trembling, she picks up the coins and attempts to dial.
MARGE
C'mon Ralph.
RALPH (OS)
Hello?
MARGE
(panicking)
Ralph...Ralph!
RALPH (OS)
What's wrong?
MARGE
Ralph, I'm going to jail!
RALPH (OS)
What?
MARGE
(glancing around)
They're looking for me now!
RALPH (OS)
Slow down. What are you talking about?
MARGE
I snuck into Yankee Stadium.
RALPH (OS)
All right! Wait till I tell the boys!
MARGE
(taken aback)
Are you crazy?
RALPH (OS)
Relax. 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.
MARGE
When I get out of jail, we'll share notes.
RALPH (OS)
I'll order Chinese to celebrate.
Disbelievingly, she peers at the end of the telephone when she hears a dial tone, then studies the crowd of excited FANS who are rushing to the stands.
EXT. STANDS - DAY
As Marge follows them, she abruptly stops in the half-full stadium. She shakes her head in disbelief and wonder, but zooms in on available seats behind third base.
MARGE
I'll be able to touch Greg Nettles.
After she buys a box of Cracker Jax and a diet coke, she rushes to the unclaimed seat, placing her snacks on it, while enthusiastically CLAPPING as the team takes to the field.
Suddenly, she feels a tap on her shoulder. She stops dead. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices handcuffs in an outstretched hand.
FAN
They must be your cracker jax prize.
LAUGHING uncontrollably, she manages a...
MARGE
Thank you, son.
...and enjoys the rest of the game with a glance over her shoulder every inning.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
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