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by shea (sheascott58@gmail.com)
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Genre: Drama
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INT. DEANDRE'S BEDROOM - DAY |
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The camera pans across Deandre's room, until a it reaches an
open window, a helicopter flies past, police sirens start
and the sound of dogs barking can be heard. |
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DeAndre hears these sounds, he wakes up and sits up in his
bed frantically. Scared, he quickly jumps out of bed. |
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AW
(Panicing)
Crap...Crap...Crap... |
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(From Inside Closet) Andre forcefully pulls the doors of his
closet open, he frantically searches for clothes throwing
some over his shoulder as he digs. He pulls out a pair of
shorts |
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AW
(Frustrated)
Come on! Come on! ...Come on! |
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(Medium shot)DeAndre attempts to put these shorts on,
however he trips over whilst doing so. He shouts: |
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AW
(Frustrated)
God Damnit |
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(Close up, Camera on floor) DeAndre falls to the floor, he
desperately stands up |
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AW
(Frustrated, he
grits teeth)
Youve gotta be kidding me! |
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DeAndre Stands up he quickly grabs a pair of shoes and a
shirt as he runs out of his room. |
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AW
Screaming out of frustration |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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Police sirens and dogs can still be heard, the helicopter
flies over again. |
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DeAndre hops through door as he puts shoes on, also with his
shirt round his neck. He runs to the stair case. |
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INT. STAIR CASE - DAY |
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Aw rushes down the stairs stumbling as he does so. He
reaches the bottom of the stairs and runs around the corner.
He looks determined. As he reaches the bottom the door
knocks. |
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INT. BOTTOM OF STAIR CASE - DAY |
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As AW turns the corner. He stumbles, frantically attempting
to keep running he uses his hands to prevent him from
falling. |
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AW
(Desperately)
AHH Sh*t! |
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INT. BACK ROOM - DAY |
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Aw grabs to door handle, he almost smashes the door open as
he desperately tries to escape the house. |
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EXT. BACK YARD - DAY |
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The door flies open, Aw bursts out looking in every
direction for a way out. He spots a wall. |
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Aw jumps over the wall |
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EXT. ALLEY WAY - DAY |
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AW jumps down, he looks over his shoulder then continue to
runs. |
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Aw runs towards camera, he looks behind him and runs
accidentally running into bins tripping over has he does so. |
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(Close up) AW falls to the ground, he grits teeth and
continues tor run. |
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(Close up) AW sprints around corner |
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AW
(Desperate)
*Heavy Breathing* *Grunts* |
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Character comes to a dead end, he stops and looks
frantically for an escape route. |
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AW
(Desperate)
Shit man... Come on give me a
break... |
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Aw spots a wall, he begins to claim over it. |
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AW
(frustration)
Come on! Come on! |
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EXT. CAR PARK - DAY |
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Aw jumps down from wall he looks around. |
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PO
(Assertively)
Freeze Punk! Hands in the air,
NOW! |
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Aw shakes his head in shame, he looks disappointed and
angry. FREEZE FRAME |
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AW
(Voice over)
Damn man, I never thought I'd go
out like this, but you never know
whats gunna happen on them
streets, or when. Living here
makes you do some crazy things man
,I thought It was my only way out
you know. Ha man I guess i'm just
not cut out for this life |
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EXT. HIGH STREET - NIGHT |
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AW walks down high street, he passes and Take away
restaurant with a *now hiring sign* on the door. |
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AW
(Voice over)
I tried to stay straight man,
looking for employment, just
trying to provide you know? I know
it wasn't glamorous but I would
have done anything at this
point... |
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AW walks into restaurant. (Camera stays outside looking
through a window window, tracking DeAndre)
Aw walks up to Cashier, looking hopeful, he takes his hat
off and asks if their still hiring, the cashier shakes their
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head, Aw points at the now hiring sign, the cashier shakes
their head and walks away. |
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Aw walks out with hat in hand, his looks up and sighs. |
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AW
(Voice over)
*Sigh* The only problem is that
people always be stereotyping,
they assume that just because I
live in the hood that i'm a thug,
a dealer, a murderer. Maybe I
should just start dealing,
robbing and murdering innocent
people, maybe.... |
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INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT |
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Camera pans across table, there is a knife and drugs on the
table. AW sits down, with beer bottle in hand |
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(CLOSE UP) AW sips from beer bottle, he then looks down,
wipes face with his hands and *sighs* |
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(CLOSE UP) Aw reaches for the bag of drugs |
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(EXTREME CLOSE UP) Aw hold the bag of drugs in front of his
face. He frowns and places the drugs in his pocket as he
stands up. |
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AW
(VOICE OVER)
I was just kidding about that
stuff before, but this life style
started to make a lot of sense. I
mean how else am I supposed to
provide for my self, I didn't even
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AW (cont'd)
know if my mum is still alive. I
had to get some money from
somewhere, dealing is easy money
man, it just felt like the right
choice at the time... |
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EXT. ALLEY WAY - DAY |
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(CLOSE UP) Aw hand in pocket has he walks to his client. |
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(CLOSE UP OF FLOWER)AW tramples over flower with no
hesitation. |
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AW pulls the drugs from his pocket |
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The two characters shake hands |
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AW
(Voice over)
I was so paranoid walking to my
first deal, looking over my
shoulder for a police or something
worse. But after that first deal
man you just get hooked, its like
taking the drugs yourself. As I
said its easy money... |
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Handshake |
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Handshake |
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Handshake |
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(Close up) Aw counts the money sold so far today |
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*Phone rings* |
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Aw answers his phone. |
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AW
Alright I'll be there... |
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EXT. PUBLIC GARDENS - DAY |
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AW
(Voice over)
I knew something was up with that
phone call, I mean I just sold to
this guy, how did he run out so
quick? Man the dealing just felt
normal now, I didn't even question
it, I should have just called it
day. |
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(over shoulder shot) Aw walks away, he looks at the money
that he has just been paid and places it in his pocket. |
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Aw walks counting the money made, three shadows appear
behind him. |
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AW turns around. |
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Aw looks down, shakes his head, smiles, then looks up. His
eyes look dead. |
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1,2 and 3 square up to Aw |
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Agonist 1 talks down to AW |
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Why you selling on our corner
blud? |
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AW
(sarcastically)
You're corner? I don't see no
sign! |
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Agonist 1 squares up to Aw, he looks down and throws a
punch. |
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Agonist 2 and 3 catch Aw and holds him up. Another punch is
thrown |
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Aw falls to floor in slow motion, the agonist character
1,2&3 kick him. |
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INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT |
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AW
(Voice over)
This is that something worse, I
got off lucky though man. You see
dealers are like lions, they all
have their territory and ain't
afraid to throw down if you their
selling on their streets man. But
shit man what was a supposed to do
now, I was desperate... |
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Aw looks into space, he has zoned out, sitting on the sofa.
His face is beaten. |
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Aw drinks and he stands up |
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INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
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AW Storms into his room he slams the door behind him.
Deandre sits in a corner, out of frustration he kicks and
punches the floor. |
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DeAndre then stands up, he walks to his table and picks up a
knife he thinks about what he is about to do staring at the
knife. |
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AW
(Voice over)
As I said before its crazy on the
streets, you don't know whats
gunna happen or when. Man that
knife was my only choice, I needed
the money. I wasn't meant to kill
her, It was just meant to scare
her man, why did she run like
that... |
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EXT. STREET - NIGHT |
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AW walks, he looks nervous and unsettled.He looks across the
street and see a young teenage girl. |
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AW crosses the street, looking in all directions to ensure
that no one is around and watching |
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(over the shoulder shot)V1 quickly looks over her shoulder,
she notices that someone is following her. She walks faster.
looking very distressed |
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Aw pulls his knife out from his pocket, he starts to run,
gaining on his victim. |
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V1 notices that her stalker is running, she attempts to run
but it is too late, Aw grabs her hand, she drops her handbag
and is pushed against the wall at knife point. |
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Aw looks to the left and right to ensure no one is watching |
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V1 pushes Aw in an attempt to escape, she stumbles as he
runs |
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Aw grabs V1 again. he pulls her and accidentally stabs the
knife into V1 |
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V1 closes her eyes in pain, she has been stabbed, she is
shocked. and beings to fall to the floor. |
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Aw pulls the knife out, it is covered in blood. |
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Aw looks down at the knife, he is shocked, he doesn't know
what to do. He lets V1 fall to the floor. dropping the knife
as he does so. |
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He backs away looking at what he has caused, he looks at his
hands, pauses (again he looks shocked, he doesn't know what
to do) he quickly sits her up again the wall, shaking her
but she does not respond. |
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He looks for help, stands up and goes to dial 999. But
realizes that this is fault, he buts his phone back in his
pocket |
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He runs |
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INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT |
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Aw is sitting on the sofa, he is drinking, smoking etc.. he
looks at his hands, still bloody. he stands up |
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He leans against a dressing table, placing his hands on his
head. |
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he walks back into the room, more cans appear on the table,
again he sits down, leans back and looks up |
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he leans forward with drugs in his hand, he takes them. |
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He stands up and walks to his room, the door shuts |
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FADE OUT. |
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