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/
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Monday, April 13, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
FLAMING SPADE
And the winners are:
Humphrey Bogart (33%) as Sam Spade
Sharon Stone (33%) as Ilsa
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. PRIVATE DETECTIVE'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Disheveled piles of papers dominate the DETECTIVE'S dimly lit office. When a WOMAN appears at the door,
DETECTIVE (VO)
Of all the detective agencies in every town,
in all the world, she walks into mine.
Without exchanging a word, she sits opposite SAM SPADE.
SPADE
Cigarette?
WOMAN
Sure.
After lighting her cigarette, he sits on the edge of the desk facing her.
SPADE
You're looking good, Ilsa.
Inhaling the compliment with her cigarette, she smirks.
ILSA
When I was referred to you, I had no idea
it would be -- you.
SPADE
Who'd you expect?
ILSA
The sensitive young man I wanted to marry.
As Spade returns to his chair,
ILSA
You've got quite the reputation.
SPADE
What's that?
ILSA
A hard, no-nonsense detective. Exactly
what I need now.
SPADE
Yeah? Why?
ILSA
I've been accused of embezzling thousands
of dollars from my husband.
SPADE
Did you?
As she abruptly rises,
ILSA
(defiantly)
I'm innocent!
SPADE
I believed you once and I got a year in the
county jail. Why should I believe you now?
WOMAN
Because...
Spade notices the end of a revolver as the door slowly opens. He rushes to Ilsa, pulling her to the floor as a SHOT shatters the window.
SPADE
Before I call the cops, tell me what's going on.
ILSA
I don't know.
As he dials,
SPADE
Your lover?
ILSA
(reluctantly)
My...brother.
SPADE
Here's looking at you kid--in jail.
ILSA
Why, Sam? Why?
SPADE
You broke my heart, baby.
ILSA
I didn't ask you to steal that diamond
necklace.
SPADE
I would have stolen the county treasury
for you, and you knew it.
ILSA
But I never wanted that, Sam. Never!
SPADE
No. You wanted my heart.
ILSA
And you never gave it to me.
Spade stares at her long and hard over the rim of his glass of gin. The phone RINGS, startling him, causing him to spill the drink on himself.
Suddenly, sparks fly from Spade's hands, his face, then all parts of his body. Ilsa recoils at the sight and flees as the sparks ignite the papers. In the flames,
SPADE
We'll always have Paris. We'll always
have Paris. Here's looking at you, kid.
Here's looking at you, kid. I'm HAL of
the 9000 computer series.
(in slo mo)
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do...
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Humphrey Bogart (33%) as Sam Spade
Sharon Stone (33%) as Ilsa
Thank you for voting!
FADE IN:
INT. PRIVATE DETECTIVE'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Disheveled piles of papers dominate the DETECTIVE'S dimly lit office. When a WOMAN appears at the door,
DETECTIVE (VO)
Of all the detective agencies in every town,
in all the world, she walks into mine.
Without exchanging a word, she sits opposite SAM SPADE.
SPADE
Cigarette?
WOMAN
Sure.
After lighting her cigarette, he sits on the edge of the desk facing her.
SPADE
You're looking good, Ilsa.
Inhaling the compliment with her cigarette, she smirks.
ILSA
When I was referred to you, I had no idea
it would be -- you.
SPADE
Who'd you expect?
ILSA
The sensitive young man I wanted to marry.
As Spade returns to his chair,
ILSA
You've got quite the reputation.
SPADE
What's that?
ILSA
A hard, no-nonsense detective. Exactly
what I need now.
SPADE
Yeah? Why?
ILSA
I've been accused of embezzling thousands
of dollars from my husband.
SPADE
Did you?
As she abruptly rises,
ILSA
(defiantly)
I'm innocent!
SPADE
I believed you once and I got a year in the
county jail. Why should I believe you now?
WOMAN
Because...
Spade notices the end of a revolver as the door slowly opens. He rushes to Ilsa, pulling her to the floor as a SHOT shatters the window.
SPADE
Before I call the cops, tell me what's going on.
ILSA
I don't know.
As he dials,
SPADE
Your lover?
ILSA
(reluctantly)
My...brother.
SPADE
Here's looking at you kid--in jail.
ILSA
Why, Sam? Why?
SPADE
You broke my heart, baby.
ILSA
I didn't ask you to steal that diamond
necklace.
SPADE
I would have stolen the county treasury
for you, and you knew it.
ILSA
But I never wanted that, Sam. Never!
SPADE
No. You wanted my heart.
ILSA
And you never gave it to me.
Spade stares at her long and hard over the rim of his glass of gin. The phone RINGS, startling him, causing him to spill the drink on himself.
Suddenly, sparks fly from Spade's hands, his face, then all parts of his body. Ilsa recoils at the sight and flees as the sparks ignite the papers. In the flames,
SPADE
We'll always have Paris. We'll always
have Paris. Here's looking at you, kid.
Here's looking at you, kid. I'm HAL of
the 9000 computer series.
(in slo mo)
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do...
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Socko
And the winners are:
Barbara - Judi Dench (36%)
Barbara's Conscience - Whoopi Goldberg (50%)
Ball of Socks Voiceover - Anthony Perkins (41%)
Policeman - Tommy Lee Jones (66%)
FADE IN:
INT. DEN. SUBURBAN HOME - NIGHT
Lying on the sofa, a WOMAN reads a psychological thriller, her cat sleeping at her feet. She puts the book down, eyeing the room suspiciously. The furniture seems to have moved closer towards her. She shudders.
The chimes of the grandfather clock causes 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 willpower?
BARBARA
Leave me alone! It's only one piece of chocolate!
She gets up and walks into the kitchen.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
She searches every nook and cranny to no avail.
BARBARA
Where are they?
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 sitting on the shelf with the laundry supplies. With flashlight on, she reaches behind the washer/dryer and pulls out 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, she picks up a crowbar resting at the side of the entrance to the garage. She cautiously opens the garage door. Taking up the entire garage, a giant ball of socks stalks her. She quickly slams the door but her strength is no match for a giant ball of socks.
SOCKS VOICEOVER
We want our mates. We've searched a long, long time.
No longer able to resist its force, it chases her up the stairs to the den.
INT. DEN - NIGHT
She bumps into the sofa, nearly knocking the lamp over. The ball stops dead in its tracks; studying her, breathing heavily. Cautiously, Barbara steps towards the telephone and dials 911.
911
What's the emergency?
BARBARA
A ball of socks is...
I'm at 1099 Elm Street. Please hurry!
It inches closer to her.
CUT TO:
When the POLICE arrive, two force the front door open. As they rush into the den, they note the disturbance. They hear a VOICE upstairs. They climb up the stairs towards Barbara's VOICE in one of the bedrooms.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
The two policemen kick the door in, their guns drawn. Barbara is sitting on the floor pairing socks.
BARBARA
Hello gentlemen. These socks finally 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
willpower.
POLICEMAN
Ma'am. Why don't you come with us?
BARBARA
I didn't mean to! I promise I won't do it again! Jack!
POLICEMAN
Please, ma'am. If you don't make a fuss, I won't handcuff you.
Barbara concedes. Her eyes fall on the golden box.
BARBARA
Do you mind if I take the box of chocolates?
POLICEMAN
Of course not, ma'am.
While sitting in the back seat of the police car,
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
I'll show them I have willpower. I won't eat one chocolate.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
Barbara - Judi Dench (36%)
Barbara's Conscience - Whoopi Goldberg (50%)
Ball of Socks Voiceover - Anthony Perkins (41%)
Policeman - Tommy Lee Jones (66%)
FADE IN:
INT. DEN. SUBURBAN HOME - NIGHT
Lying on the sofa, a WOMAN reads a psychological thriller, her cat sleeping at her feet. She puts the book down, eyeing the room suspiciously. The furniture seems to have moved closer towards her. She shudders.
The chimes of the grandfather clock causes 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 willpower?
BARBARA
Leave me alone! It's only one piece of chocolate!
She gets up and walks into the kitchen.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
She searches every nook and cranny to no avail.
BARBARA
Where are they?
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 sitting on the shelf with the laundry supplies. With flashlight on, she reaches behind the washer/dryer and pulls out 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, she picks up a crowbar resting at the side of the entrance to the garage. She cautiously opens the garage door. Taking up the entire garage, a giant ball of socks stalks her. She quickly slams the door but her strength is no match for a giant ball of socks.
SOCKS VOICEOVER
We want our mates. We've searched a long, long time.
No longer able to resist its force, it chases her up the stairs to the den.
INT. DEN - NIGHT
She bumps into the sofa, nearly knocking the lamp over. The ball stops dead in its tracks; studying her, breathing heavily. Cautiously, Barbara steps towards the telephone and dials 911.
911
What's the emergency?
BARBARA
A ball of socks is...
I'm at 1099 Elm Street. Please hurry!
It inches closer to her.
CUT TO:
When the POLICE arrive, two force the front door open. As they rush into the den, they note the disturbance. They hear a VOICE upstairs. They climb up the stairs towards Barbara's VOICE in one of the bedrooms.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
The two policemen kick the door in, their guns drawn. Barbara is sitting on the floor pairing socks.
BARBARA
Hello gentlemen. These socks finally 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
willpower.
POLICEMAN
Ma'am. Why don't you come with us?
BARBARA
I didn't mean to! I promise I won't do it again! Jack!
POLICEMAN
Please, ma'am. If you don't make a fuss, I won't handcuff you.
Barbara concedes. Her eyes fall on the golden box.
BARBARA
Do you mind if I take the box of chocolates?
POLICEMAN
Of course not, ma'am.
While sitting in the back seat of the police car,
BARBARA'S CONSCIENCE
I'll show them I have willpower. I won't eat one chocolate.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/
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