Saturday, February 11, 2017
THE TELEPHONE NUMBER - Happy Valentine's Day!
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 crisp spring night, DANIELLE's tresses bounce in sync with Mike's newfound spring in his step.
MIKE
(to himself, glancing at the stars)
Am I glad I lost that business card!
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle (2/16/08)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Thursday, January 26, 2017
Sharing Popcorn with God -- Dedicated to Paul Newman
 |
| (January 26, 1925 – September 26, 2008) |
FADE IN:
EXT. CLOUD. HEAVEN - DAY
GOD and a male ANGEL are relaxing and sharing a bowl of popcorn; enjoying film images on a row of small clouds before them.
GOD
This is my favorite part.
INSERT IMAGE: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid are on their horses jumping off the cliff into a river.
ANGEL
My favorite too.
(reads the cloud guide)
Looks like there's a marathon today.
GOD
What's next?
ANGEL
The Sting.
Engrossed, CRUNCHING popcorn and gun SHOTS break the silence.
ANGEL
They had a full-proof code which helped them get away with the heist.
GOD
Ah.
A sublime sunset engulfs them; they, too absorbed to notice it and the time.
ANGEL
You've seen it all, haven't you?
GOD
Not Hombre.
The Angel smiles.
GOD
The hypocricies and prejudices!
ANGEL
A fair protrait.
As they begin to reveal themselves, the Angel savors the stars' brilliance, then returns to the guide.
ANGEL
There's a few more in the marathon?
Do you have the time?
GOD
I sure could use the day off.
(beams)
Elizabeth Taylor.
ANGEL
A Cat on the Hot Tin Roof.
(turns to God)
Are you sure you should be watching these?
GOD
Are you suggesting I watch PG-13?
ANGEL
(embarrassed)
No, of course not.
(returns to images)
The Verdict!
GOD
I haven't seen it.
ANGEL
It's about a heavy drinking, down-on-his luck lawyer who makes a come back.
GOD
Good for him.
(glancing at the next cloud)
Hud?
ANGEL
The man with the barbed wire soul.
GOD
Hmmm.
(rises)
I see we're out of popcorn. I'll make dinner.
The Angel watches the serene figure admiringly as He carefully prepares their meal. Upon His return,
ANGEL
God, thanks for having given me a such a blessed life.
GOD
I'd say it was the other way around, Paul.
(sits)
What's next?
PAUL
Absence of Malice.
FADE TO BLACK
Originally published 10/03/08
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Saturday, December 24, 2016
A Pocket Full Of Miracles
from my e-book "Whose Role Is It Anyway?"
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
FADE IN:
EXT. MACY'S DEPARTMENT STORE. MANHATTAN - DAY
On a brisk December day, hurrying holiday SHOPPERS rush in and out of Macy's. Near its entrance stands a MAN CALLING OUT to anyone who will listen.
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle here!
PASSERSBY look upon him queerly as he continues to chant.
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle here!
Adjusting his iPod, a TEENAGER stops in curiosity.
TEENAGER
How much?
MAN
It's free.
TEENAGER
(sarcastically)
Nothing's free.
Then walks away. Untethered,
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle!
A young COUPLE stops and exchanges glances.
WOMAN
What kind of miracles?
MAN
You name it.
WOMAN
My boyfriend and I want to get married but
we can't afford a ring.
As her boyfriend tugs at her arm, the man searches for and pulls from his pocket a brilliant engagement ring. He hands it to the woman who excitedly shows it to her boyfriend.
BOYFRIEND
How much does it cost?
MAN
Nothing.
BOYFRIEND
It's a fake. Let's go.
As they walk away, the woman gleans the ring then smiles at the man appreciatively.
A hunched OLD MAN steps out of the crowds and faces the miracle man.
OLD MAN
I bet you don't have anything in your pocket for me.
MIRACLE MAN
Try me.
OLD MAN
I remember when I was twenty. I was as strong
as Hercules. Played lots of sports.
The miracle man listens patiently.
OLD MAN
My wife was my biggest fan. We were high school
sweethearts.
Not saying a word, the man begins walking; the old man in step beside him.
OLD MAN
We were married over fifty years.
(quietly)
She died last year.
MIRACLE MAN
I'm very sorry.
As they continue to walk together,
OLD MAN
I live around the corner. Would you join me
for dinner?
MIRACLE MAN
I'd be honored.
FADE TO BLACK
written by "petra michelle"
EXT. MACY'S DEPARTMENT STORE. MANHATTAN - DAY
On a brisk December day, hurrying holiday SHOPPERS rush in and out of Macy's. Near its entrance stands a MAN CALLING OUT to anyone who will listen.
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle here!
PASSERSBY look upon him queerly as he continues to chant.
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle here!
Adjusting his iPod, a TEENAGER stops in curiosity.
TEENAGER
How much?
MAN
It's free.
TEENAGER
(sarcastically)
Nothing's free.
Then walks away. Untethered,
MAN
A pocket full of miracles! Get your miracle!
A young COUPLE stops and exchanges glances.
WOMAN
What kind of miracles?
MAN
You name it.
WOMAN
My boyfriend and I want to get married but
we can't afford a ring.
As her boyfriend tugs at her arm, the man searches for and pulls from his pocket a brilliant engagement ring. He hands it to the woman who excitedly shows it to her boyfriend.
BOYFRIEND
How much does it cost?
MAN
Nothing.
BOYFRIEND
It's a fake. Let's go.
As they walk away, the woman gleans the ring then smiles at the man appreciatively.
A hunched OLD MAN steps out of the crowds and faces the miracle man.
OLD MAN
I bet you don't have anything in your pocket for me.
MIRACLE MAN
Try me.
OLD MAN
I remember when I was twenty. I was as strong
as Hercules. Played lots of sports.
The miracle man listens patiently.
OLD MAN
My wife was my biggest fan. We were high school
sweethearts.
Not saying a word, the man begins walking; the old man in step beside him.
OLD MAN
We were married over fifty years.
(quietly)
She died last year.
MIRACLE MAN
I'm very sorry.
As they continue to walk together,
OLD MAN
I live around the corner. Would you join me
for dinner?
MIRACLE MAN
I'd be honored.
FADE TO BLACK
written by "petra michelle"
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
House on Haunted Hill - Encore Presentation
FADE IN:
FREDERICK LOREN, and his wife, ANNABELLE, have invited several GUESTS to spend the night in their old mansion situated atop a hill.
EXT. OLD MANSION - NIGHT
Each guest arrives at the desolate mansion in a limousine provided by Mr. Loren and are attended to by his BUTLER.
INT. FOYER. MANSION - NIGHT
BUTLER
Good evening, Sir. Mr. Loren will be with you shortly.
FRANKENSTEIN passes him, GRUNTING.
BUTLER
Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Addams.
INT. SITTING ROOM. MANSION - NIGHT
MORTICIA and GOMEZ ADDAMS join Frankenstein who bends over to kiss Morticia's extended hand, then shakes Gomez's hand and offers a cigar.
GOMEZ
What's the old boy up to?
Frankenstein GRUNTS, shaking his head as he lights Gomez's cigar.
MORTICIA
It's all very mysterious, cherie.
As Gomez is about to smother her arm in kisses, the doorbell HOLLERS, distracting him. The threesome's glances follow the butler as he opens the door.
BUTLER
Good evening, Count.
As Gomez steps towards Dracula,
GOMEZ
You're looking well, Count.
DRACULA
Thank you. Where is your beautiful wife?
Gracefully walking towards him,
MORTICIA
Dear Count.
As she extends her hand, Dracula eyes her neck. All are once again distracted by the doorbell.
BUTLER
Good evening, Madam.
ELVIRA embraces Morticia as each air kiss one another.
ELVIRA
Whatever Frederick is up to, it's fabulous to see you all.
DRACULA
You're looking more lovely than ever, my dear.
Dracula salivates as he glances between Elvira's and Morticia's necks.
Looking dashing and stunning, Frederick and Annabelle suddenly appear.
FREDERICK
How gracious of you for coming tonight.
GOMEZ
Don't give it a thought, my friend. But what is the occasion?
You're famous for your tricks, old chap.
FREDERICK
I'm happy to announce Annabelle's birthday.
The group offer her hugs, kisses, and best wishes. As they do, Frederick steps towards the light switch unnoticed, and shuts off the lights.
In the darkness, a SCREAM and a THUMP are heard. Frederick switches the lights on. Dracula's fangs drip with blood.
FREDERICK
What have you done, Count?
He rushes to Annabelle squirming on the floor, her hand covered with blood trying to soothe the bite on her neck.
DRACULA
What you told me to do. To bite Annabelle.
Everyone turns to Frederick questioningly. As he assists Annabelle to her feet and tends to her wound,
FREDERICK
No, no, no, dear Count. I told you to sing to Annabelle.
DRACULA
I do not sing. I bite.
ANNABELLE
(crying)
I am a lady of darkness now.
ELVIRA
I beg your pardon, Annabelle, but I am the lady of darkness.
MORTICIA
Mon ami, you are mistaken for it is I, the lady of darkness.
Once again, the lights go out. A spotlight flashes on Frederick.
FREDERICK
For you, my darling. Happy birthday.
Frankenstein appears on a makeshift stage in a yellow, sequined jacket and black sequined pants holding a cane. As he clumsily dances, he belts out "Puttin on the Ritz." Annabelle thoroughly enjoys his performance, blowing him a kiss.
He nearly stumbles offstage as Morticia and Elvira, dressed as Flappers, sing "All That Jazz," dancing on and around their chair props. Annabelle CLAPS enthusiastically.
Gomez then appears and recites quite eloquently, Edgar Allan Poe's poem, "Annabel Lee."
Last, Dracula appears adorned in a red and black cape.
DRACULA
For this act, I will need your assistance, dearest Annabelle.
Annabelle joins him exuberantly.
DRACULA
With one swoop of my cape, I will make Annabelle disappear.
On the count of three...one, two, three.
Dracula covers Annabelle with his cape and to everyone's delight, Annabelle disappears.
FREDERICK
Bravo, Count!
MORTICIA
But where did she go?
As everyone surrounds Dracula in curious search of Annabelle, he disappears in a ball of smoke. The stunned group blinks at the stain on the floor and exchange concerned glances.
FREDERICK
He has abducted her!
As he rushes to the door,
FREDERICK
I will search high and low. Use all of my resources.
Do anything to find her. If it takes forever!
INT. DINING QUARTERS. SHIP TO TRANSYLVANIA - NIGHT
DRACULA
Are you comfortable, dearest Annabelle?
ANNABELLE
Yes, I am, Count. But where are we going?
DRACULA
Home.
ANNABELLE
(sighs)
There's no place like home.
DIRECTOR
Cut! This is not the Wizard of Oz!
To the director,
ANNABELLE
And this is House on Haunted Hill?
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
The Spirit of Thanksgiving
FADE IN:
INT. LOG CABIN. PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS - THANKSGIVING DAY
A FAMILY of six are gathered around the dining table adorned with the cornucopia of Thanksgiving dinner.
Anticipant as the grandfather clock CHIMES three o'clock,
MOTHER
He'll be here.
FATHER
He's late, Dorah.
DORAH
We won't start without him, Luther.
LUTHER
(firmly)
He'd be the first to understand.
As Luther begins carving the turkey, Dorah lets out a SIGH. Their DAUGHTER clasps her hand reassuringly.
DAUGHTER
He's been here every Thanksgiving, dad.
Luther stops carving with the KNOCK at the door.
GRANDSON
He's here!
He and his sister run out of the dining room and return holding the hands of Native American, MASSASOIT.
All surround him excitedly and guide him to his place at the table.
GRANDDAUGHTER
We saved your chair, Great Sachem.
Massasoit nods, smiling. As he sits, he retrieves the ceremonial pipe from his pouch, then lights it. After inhaling, he passes it to Luther who then passes it to Dorah. She respectfully inhales and returns it to Massasoit.
After snuffing the pipe, Massasoit sets it adjacent to his place setting. Ritualistically, each extends and holds the other's hand, heads bowed.
DORAH
We give thanks today for Your eternal bounty.
ALL
(in unison)
Amen.
MASSASOIT
Aho.
FADE TO BLACK
Happy Thanksgiving!
**written by petra michelle (11/21/00)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
GODIVAS - Tribute to Coco Chanel
FADE IN:
INT. MILLINERY SHOP. EARLY 1900's PARIS - DAY
In the workroom of her shop, COCO CHANEL painstakingly creates an evening gown by hand; each stitch a labor of love. Her ASSISTANT appears.
ASSISTANT
A very important patron is here to see you.
Coco abandons the gown to tend to this mysterious patron. As she approaches a lovely NOBLEWOMAN,
COCO
Ah, Madam Godiva. Bonjour. How may I assist you?
LADY GODIVA
(fully clothed)
Bonjour Coco. I need something very different for a special occasion.
COCO
Of course. What is the occasion? A ball, the theatre...
LADY GODIVA
I'm to ride on a horse naked through the marketplace of my realm...
for a very worthy cause of course.
COCO
(taken aback)
To be naked, it must be.
LADY GODIVA
Isn't it wicked?
COCO
(shakes her head)
But Madam, I clothe, not unclothe.
LADY GODIVA
There must be something you can do.
Coco ponders her dilemma earnestly and sincerely. Her glance falls on a stack of pretty boxes. She rushes to the stack, scoops up a box, then returns.
COCO
May I make a suggestion?
LADY GODIVA
Yes, of course.
COCO
Give these to the people as you ride passed. You will have pleased those you shock.
LADY GODIVA
(perplexed)
With chocolates?
COCO
Godivas, Madam. You will be the crown jewel.
LADY GODIVA
Yes, I see. I shall be as tempting as chocolate.
COCO
Champagne to celebrate?
LADY GODIVA
Thank you.
As they sip champagne and share another box of Godivas,
COCO
Madam, may I ask? What is this cause?
LADY GODIVA
To lower my people's taxes.
COCO
(nods)
A very noble cause. But why naked?
LADY GODIVA
It was my husband's idea. He said he would lower them if I rode...
COCO
Your husband.
(reaches behind her)
Here's another box of Godivas, just for him.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle, 9/19/08**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
INT. MILLINERY SHOP. EARLY 1900's PARIS - DAY
In the workroom of her shop, COCO CHANEL painstakingly creates an evening gown by hand; each stitch a labor of love. Her ASSISTANT appears.
ASSISTANT
A very important patron is here to see you.
Coco abandons the gown to tend to this mysterious patron. As she approaches a lovely NOBLEWOMAN,
COCO
Ah, Madam Godiva. Bonjour. How may I assist you?
LADY GODIVA
(fully clothed)
Bonjour Coco. I need something very different for a special occasion.
COCO
Of course. What is the occasion? A ball, the theatre...
LADY GODIVA
I'm to ride on a horse naked through the marketplace of my realm...
for a very worthy cause of course.
COCO
(taken aback)
To be naked, it must be.
LADY GODIVA
Isn't it wicked?
COCO
(shakes her head)
But Madam, I clothe, not unclothe.
LADY GODIVA
There must be something you can do.
Coco ponders her dilemma earnestly and sincerely. Her glance falls on a stack of pretty boxes. She rushes to the stack, scoops up a box, then returns.
COCO
May I make a suggestion?
LADY GODIVA
Yes, of course.
COCO
Give these to the people as you ride passed. You will have pleased those you shock.
LADY GODIVA
(perplexed)
With chocolates?
COCO
Godivas, Madam. You will be the crown jewel.
LADY GODIVA
Yes, I see. I shall be as tempting as chocolate.
COCO
Champagne to celebrate?
LADY GODIVA
Thank you.
As they sip champagne and share another box of Godivas,
COCO
Madam, may I ask? What is this cause?
LADY GODIVA
To lower my people's taxes.
COCO
(nods)
A very noble cause. But why naked?
LADY GODIVA
It was my husband's idea. He said he would lower them if I rode...
COCO
Your husband.
(reaches behind her)
Here's another box of Godivas, just for him.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle, 9/19/08**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Thursday, July 9, 2015
JACK AND JILL - Encore presentation
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 opens his eyes.
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's my mask? And my cape?
JILL
Mask? Cape? That was some fall, Jack.
JACK
Have we had the pleasure of meeting, Senorita?
JILL
Well, we've only climbed that hill fetching water
together for what seems like an eternity.
JACK
Fetch water? Me?
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
(rolling 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
Fine. 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 answer)
Mr. deMarco?
JACK
Who?
JILL
James Bond.
JACK
No.
JILL
Robin Hood.
JACK
No.
Jill guides him over the hill by the hand. As they disappear,
JILL (OS)
The King of England.
JACK (OS)
Yes. Yes. Yes.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle, 3/21/09**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
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 opens his eyes.
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's my mask? And my cape?
JILL
Mask? Cape? That was some fall, Jack.
JACK
Have we had the pleasure of meeting, Senorita?
JILL
Well, we've only climbed that hill fetching water
together for what seems like an eternity.
JACK
Fetch water? Me?
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
(rolling 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
Fine. 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 answer)
Mr. deMarco?
JACK
Who?
JILL
James Bond.
JACK
No.
JILL
Robin Hood.
JACK
No.
Jill guides him over the hill by the hand. As they disappear,
JILL (OS)
The King of England.
JACK (OS)
Yes. Yes. Yes.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle, 3/21/09**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Take Me Out To the Ball Game - An Encore Presentation (Based upon when I snuck into Yankee Stadium, 1976)
And the winners are:
Marge - six way tie:
Petra Michelle, Meryl Streep, Judi Dench,
Jennifer Aniston, Annette Bening, Other
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 (4/5/09)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Marge - six way tie:
Petra Michelle, Meryl Streep, Judi Dench,
Jennifer Aniston, Annette Bening, Other
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 (4/5/09)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Saturday, May 2, 2015
THE TELEPHONE NUMBER - An Encore Presentation
And the winners are:
Mike - Paul Rudd (100%)
Danielle - Five way tie:
Elizabeth Olsen, Scarlett Johannson, Rachel McAdams,
Eliza Gonzalez, Evan Rachel Wood
Thank you for voting!
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 crisp spring night, DANIELLE's tresses bounce in sync with Mike's newfound spring in his step.
MIKE
(to himself, glancing at the stars)
Am I glad I lost that business card!
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle (2/16/08)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Mike - Paul Rudd (100%)
Danielle - Five way tie:
Elizabeth Olsen, Scarlett Johannson, Rachel McAdams,
Eliza Gonzalez, Evan Rachel Wood
Thank you for voting!
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 crisp spring night, DANIELLE's tresses bounce in sync with Mike's newfound spring in his step.
MIKE
(to himself, glancing at the stars)
Am I glad I lost that business card!
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle (2/16/08)**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Monday, November 19, 2012
THE SPIRIT OF THANKSGIVING - An Encore Presentation
And the winners are:
Luther -- Harrison Ford 37%
Dorah -- Sissy Spacek 50%
Daughter -- Katherine Heigl 50%
Massasoit -- Tie: Russell Means, Daniel Day Lewis 37%
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. LOG CABIN. PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS - THANKSGIVING DAY
A FAMILY of six are gathered around the dining table adorned with the cornucopia of Thanksgiving dinner.
Anticipant as the grandfather clock CHIMES three o'clock,
MOTHER
He'll be here.
FATHER
He's late, Dorah.
DORAH
We won't start without him, Luther.
LUTHER
(firmly)
He'd be the first to understand.
As Luther begins carving the turkey, Dorah lets out a SIGH. Their DAUGHTER clasps her hand reassuringly.
DAUGHTER
He's been here every Thanksgiving, dad.
Luther stops carving with the KNOCK at the door.
GRANDSON
He's here!
He and his sister run out of the dining room and return holding the hands of Native American, MASSASOIT.
All surround him excitedly and guide him to his place at the table.
GRANDDAUGHTER
We saved your chair, Great Sachem.
Massasoit nods, smiling. As he sits, he retrieves the ceremonial pipe from his pouch, then lights it. After inhaling, he passes it to Luther who then passes it to Dorah. She respectfully inhales and returns it to Massasoit.
After snuffing the pipe, Massasoit sets it adjacent to his place setting. Ritualistically, each extends and holds the other's hand, heads bowed.
DORAH
We give thanks today for Your eternal bounty.
ALL
(in unison)
Amen.
MASSASOIT
Aho.
FADE TO BLACK
Happy Thanksgiving!
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Luther -- Harrison Ford 37%
Dorah -- Sissy Spacek 50%
Daughter -- Katherine Heigl 50%
Massasoit -- Tie: Russell Means, Daniel Day Lewis 37%
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. LOG CABIN. PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS - THANKSGIVING DAY
A FAMILY of six are gathered around the dining table adorned with the cornucopia of Thanksgiving dinner.
Anticipant as the grandfather clock CHIMES three o'clock,
MOTHER
He'll be here.
FATHER
He's late, Dorah.
DORAH
We won't start without him, Luther.
LUTHER
(firmly)
He'd be the first to understand.
As Luther begins carving the turkey, Dorah lets out a SIGH. Their DAUGHTER clasps her hand reassuringly.
DAUGHTER
He's been here every Thanksgiving, dad.
Luther stops carving with the KNOCK at the door.
GRANDSON
He's here!
He and his sister run out of the dining room and return holding the hands of Native American, MASSASOIT.
All surround him excitedly and guide him to his place at the table.
GRANDDAUGHTER
We saved your chair, Great Sachem.
Massasoit nods, smiling. As he sits, he retrieves the ceremonial pipe from his pouch, then lights it. After inhaling, he passes it to Luther who then passes it to Dorah. She respectfully inhales and returns it to Massasoit.
After snuffing the pipe, Massasoit sets it adjacent to his place setting. Ritualistically, each extends and holds the other's hand, heads bowed.
DORAH
We give thanks today for Your eternal bounty.
ALL
(in unison)
Amen.
MASSASOIT
Aho.
FADE TO BLACK
Happy Thanksgiving!
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
Saturday, October 6, 2012
COLUMBUS MEETS JACK SPARROW -- An Encore Presentation
FADE IN:
INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS. SANTA MARIA - DAY
In his quarters, CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS furiously makes notes after studying compass readings and maps. His PILOT, Sancho, enters.
SANCHO
You are needed on deck, Capitain.
COLUMBUS
What is it?
SANCHO
A ship is on the horizon.
EXT. DECK. SANTA MARIA - DAY
Studying the ship's black hull and sails,
COLUMBUS
It's Sparrow.
SANCHO
Here? Should we stand ready for battle?
COLUMBUS
No. We'll negotiate.
As the Santa Maria and the Black Pearl grow within hearing distance of each other,
COLUMBUS
What brings you to these parts, Sparrow?
SPARROW
The same as you, Columbus. Spices, silk,
a short cut to the Indies.
The ships are now parallel; Columbus and Sparrow face-to-face.
COLUMBUS
You'll never find it, Sparrow.
SPARROW
No?
Columbus remains steadfast as Sparrow gestures to his pilot who disappears, then
reappears moments later with ISLAND NATIVES and a chest of booty.
COLUMBUS
Where did you find them?
SPARROW
That is for me to know and for you
to find out.
COLUMBUS
Buffoon.
SPARROW
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Sparrow jumps onto a mast, then down to the steering wheel, speeding ahead.
COLUMBUS
(to Sancho)
Remain on course.
When land is sighted, Columbus' CREW notices a fiery glow and billowing smoke; the Black Pearl uneasy in the water.
COLUMBUS
Get ready to dock.
EXT. ISLAND - NIGHT
The Santa Maria rests adjacent to the Black Pearl. As its crew climbs down, Sparrow and his men are eating fish on leaves, fraternizing with the Natives, and worse for drink.
Columbus steps up to Sparrow who salutes him.
COLUMBUS
Let's get back onboard, Sancho.
Sparrow fumbles to his feet, ordering his men.
SPARROW
Get up you bungling idiots!
The Black Pearl remains on Santa Maria's hull. When Columbus sights land, he jumps overboard, swims to shore, then collapses.
As Sparrow is about to do the same, DAVY JONES emerges from the water.
SPARROW
Not now, Davy.
DAVY
We have lots to talk about, Sparrow.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
A TEACHER stands before a classroom of engrossed ten-year olds.
TEACHER
So children, without Davy Jones' help, Columbus
may not have discovered the Caribbean Islands.
A GIRL raises her hand.
TEACHER
Yes, Jane.
JANE
(sobbing)
But what happened to Johnny Depp?
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
INT. CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS. SANTA MARIA - DAY
In his quarters, CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS furiously makes notes after studying compass readings and maps. His PILOT, Sancho, enters.
SANCHO
You are needed on deck, Capitain.
COLUMBUS
What is it?
SANCHO
A ship is on the horizon.
EXT. DECK. SANTA MARIA - DAY
Studying the ship's black hull and sails,
COLUMBUS
It's Sparrow.
SANCHO
Here? Should we stand ready for battle?
COLUMBUS
No. We'll negotiate.
As the Santa Maria and the Black Pearl grow within hearing distance of each other,
COLUMBUS
What brings you to these parts, Sparrow?
SPARROW
The same as you, Columbus. Spices, silk,
a short cut to the Indies.
The ships are now parallel; Columbus and Sparrow face-to-face.
COLUMBUS
You'll never find it, Sparrow.
SPARROW
No?
Columbus remains steadfast as Sparrow gestures to his pilot who disappears, then
reappears moments later with ISLAND NATIVES and a chest of booty.
COLUMBUS
Where did you find them?
SPARROW
That is for me to know and for you
to find out.
COLUMBUS
Buffoon.
SPARROW
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Sparrow jumps onto a mast, then down to the steering wheel, speeding ahead.
COLUMBUS
(to Sancho)
Remain on course.
When land is sighted, Columbus' CREW notices a fiery glow and billowing smoke; the Black Pearl uneasy in the water.
COLUMBUS
Get ready to dock.
EXT. ISLAND - NIGHT
The Santa Maria rests adjacent to the Black Pearl. As its crew climbs down, Sparrow and his men are eating fish on leaves, fraternizing with the Natives, and worse for drink.
Columbus steps up to Sparrow who salutes him.
COLUMBUS
Let's get back onboard, Sancho.
Sparrow fumbles to his feet, ordering his men.
SPARROW
Get up you bungling idiots!
The Black Pearl remains on Santa Maria's hull. When Columbus sights land, he jumps overboard, swims to shore, then collapses.
As Sparrow is about to do the same, DAVY JONES emerges from the water.
SPARROW
Not now, Davy.
DAVY
We have lots to talk about, Sparrow.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
A TEACHER stands before a classroom of engrossed ten-year olds.
TEACHER
So children, without Davy Jones' help, Columbus
may not have discovered the Caribbean Islands.
A GIRL raises her hand.
TEACHER
Yes, Jane.
JANE
(sobbing)
But what happened to Johnny Depp?
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
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