Thought I would share the opening of the piolot I'm working on. The lead character is Jimmy Shoe. It's still a work in progress yet, and the characters need padding, but this is the start...
OPENING TITLES
FADE IN
SC.1. CASH MACHINE IN A HIGH STREET. EXT.DAY
WE SEE JIMMY APPROACH. HE STOPS BY THE MACHINE AND INSERTS HIS CARD
AND KEYS IN HIS 4 DIGIT NUMBER. HE PRESSES SEVERAL KEYS. THE SCREEN READS ‘ACCOUNT OVER DRAWN’.
JIMMY:
Bollocks. Damn you e bay with your tempting wears. Damn your Signed Leonard Nimoy single and handkerchief with Alison Hennigams ‘s sweat on it.
HE PULLS OUT HIS CARD, TURNS AND HEADS DOWN THE STREET AWAY FROM CAMERA VIEW. AS HE WALKS HE TRIPS ON SOMETHING AND STUMBLES. HE LOOKS DOWN BUT NOTHING IS THERE. HE LOOKS AROUND TO CHECK THAT NOBODY SAW, THEN DOES A JOHN TRAVOLTA, SATURDAY NIGHT FEEVER TYPE SWAGGER AS HE WALKS. HE STEPS INTO THE ROAD TO CROSS AND IS ALMOST HIT BY A CYCLIST. THE CYCLIST GESTURES AT HIM AS HE SWERVES TO MISS HIM. JIMMY CONTINUES ON HIS WAY. A SMALL DOG ON A LEAD YAPS AT HIS FEET. JIMMY CROUCHES TO PAT IT AND IT CURLS IT’S LIP AND SNARLS. HE GOES ON HIS WAY. HE PASSES A GANG OF SCHOOL KIDS WHO ARE SMOKING. WE SEE HIM APPROACH THEM, WE CAN SEE HE IS ‘REPRIMANDING THEM’ . THEY ALL TURN TO FACE HIM, HE SMILES NERVOUSLY AND TURNS TO RUN. WE SEE HIM COME RUNNING AROUND A CORNER WITH THE GANG CLOSE BEHIND. JIMMY HIDES BEHIND TWO OLD WOMEN IN A BUS SHELTER. THEY WAVE THEIR WALKING STICKS AT THE GANG AND THEY RUN AWAY.
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SC.2. THE BUS. INT. DAY
WEE SEE JIMMY SITTTING ON THE BACK SEAT OF THE BUS. THE TWO ELDERLY WOMEN ON EITHER SIDE OF HIM. THROUGH THE WINDOW WE SEE THE GANG. JIMMY STICKS OUT HIS TONGUE AT THEM AS THE BUS PULLS AWAY.
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SC.3. A STAFF ROOM. INT. DAY
EVAN SITS READING A TABLOID, DAWN IS READING A MAGAZINE AND CAITLIN IS TEXTING ON HER MOBILE. JIMMY ENTERS LOOKING FLUSTERED. HE SLIPS OFF HIS COAT AND WE SEE HIS T SHIRT HAS THE SLOGAN, ‘I MARRIED A GELF.’ EVAN LOOKS UP.
EVAN:
What’s up Dude?
JIMMY:
The bank has charged me for going overdrawn again.
HE SCREWS UP BANK PRINT OUT AND TOSSES IT TOWARDS WAIST BINS. IT MISSES.
DAWN:
You can’t just chuck it away jimmy. What about your bank details? What if someone steals your identity?
JIMMY:
Steal my identity? My life is so shit I don’t even want it.
DAWN:
Have you reported you‘re stolen credit card yet?
JIMMY:
I decided not to bother. Who ever stole it spends less than me. (Sighs) It’s going to be a bleak Christmas this year.
DAWN:
I hope you don’t plan to do the old ‘Bar Humbug’ thing again Jimmy. You do it every Christmas.
JIMMY:
And why not? I think I’ve got my ‘Bar Humbug’to perfection.
HE MIMICKS ‘SCROUGE’
JIMMY:
Christmas, bar humbug. Back to work. Bar. Humbug. Scrooge is my all time favourite super hero; forget Superman, Batman and Manfred man. Anyone who can be that malicious without even making an effort is tops with me. (Sighs) I always loathed Christmas, even as a kid. I just don’t get it. What is the connection with Christmas and sprouts anyway? That’s the only time anybody eats the evil little bastards. And a tree with tinsel and crappy plastic balls on it. What has all that got to do with christmas?
DAWN:
You must have liked Christmas as a kid though Jimmy. All kids like Christmas. You’re parents must have bought you presents.
JIMMY:
Oh Yes. I’ll tell you about my presents shall I? One year I recall, I woke Christmas morning and there at the foot of my bed was a stocking, well, I call it a stocking, but lets call a spade a spade shall we, it was one of my grans surgical stockings, they didn’t even wash it first and she had athletes foot. In the bottom of said stocking was one parcel wrapped in newspaper, no fancy wrapping paper for me oh no, class, . So I rip it open, and I’m hoping to find the Luke Skywalker action figure that I’d been asking for since, well, since forever really.. Do you know what I found when I ripped it open? I’ll tell you shall I? A Blow up doll, a sex doll,, ’Rubber Roz’. What sort of present is that for a twelve year old? Then you wonder why I’m so messed up.
EVAN:
God I would have loved for my parents to buy me a sex doll. Have you still got it? Those things cost a fortune.
JIMMY:
No I don’t still have it. She cheated on me with Raymond Walloon.
DAWN:
Who’s Raymond Walloon?
JIMMY:
He was my imaginary friend. He was so cool, pull girls like that. (Snaps fingers). Bastard stole all my girlfriends.
EVAN:
He was your imaginary friend. Why did you not imagine him less cool?
JIMMY:
What and have people think my best mate was a geek? No way, having a cool mate was good for my street cred.
EVAN AND DAWN EXCHANGE GLANCES
DAWN:
So what happened to Rozz?
JIMMY:
I killed the bitch. Killed her stone dead.
JIMMY MIMICS PUNHING SOMEBODY
JIMMY:
I buried her in a shallow grave; I would have gotten away with it too if not for being reported by those pesky kids.
EVAN:
You were a pesky kid
JIMMY:
I was never pesky. Irksome, wearisome perhaps, but I was never pesky.