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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/