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Excerpt from the screenplay HELLIONZ For contact information, go to www.mightygargoyle.com |
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Fade in: PROLOGUE - RAVER ROADKILL 1
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - NIGHT Speeding through the
rolling hills in Northern California. Very low light, just a
SLIVER OF A MOON. Very few STREET
LIGHTS. The background speckled with
LIGHTS here and there from FARMHOUSES and DAIRIES. 2
CLOSER TO THE ROAD A white hatchback whizzes by
us at
breakneck speed, right in front of our eyes. A
chongoed-out rice rocket
like a Honda Civic. High Revs. 3 INT. A HATCHBACK Three RAVER KIDS in the
cab of the vehicle. The speakers blast the hottest latest dance mix.
Very fast, very loud. At
least 300 beats-per-minute.
Two ravers sit in the
front seat, while the third hangs in the back.
CANDYKITTY, lounging in
the back seat, snaps fingers and bounces feet at 300 BPM.
SUGAR-PIE, the driver,
sucks on a lollipop while speeding through the dark countryside.
In the front seat, BUTTERFLY, the
passenger, checks the web browser on a cell phone.
On the
backside of the cell phone is a sticker of a BUTTERFLY.
BUTTERFLY Okee, okee, I got
it. What’s the didge? CANDYKITTY pulls a
Chicken Dance flyer from under his butt. He
turns it over to the blank side, where “N O
L I P S” is written in
gel-ink. Underneath the letters are
numbers and decimals: “14.151.291.619” CANDYKITTY Okee, it’s
fourteen... one fifty one... BUTTERFLY What?? CANDYKITTY One fifty one. SUGAR-PIE Like Bacardi. BUTTERFLY Okee. SUGAR-PIE I love the Bacardi
Bat. BUTTERFLY What next? CANDYKITTY Two nine one. BUTTERFLY Yeah. CANDYKITTY Six nineteen.
Got it? BUTTERFLY Hold. Got
it. Hey, it’s comin’ up. CANDYKITTY Cool whatcha got? BUTTERFLY There it is! Orsini’s
Barn! There’s a picture an’
everthang. SUGAR-PIE Trippin’.
Wherezit at? BUTTERFLY Gettin’ mobile
directions. SUGAR-PIE SHIT!!! 4 EXT. ROAD – same A JACK RABBIT flashes
across the road, emblazoned by the headlights of the car. The car swerves out of
the way. EDEN APPEARS showing lots of leg,
suddenly flashed by the headlights of the car. She’s hot.
Sixteen. Her hair blond
and full, catching any breeze out
there in the
country. Her SHIRT ripped and the tails
are tied together over her belly button. Big
breasts. Very short
skirt. THE HATCHBACK screeches
to a stop just before her. 5
INT. CABIN OF THE VEHICLE SUGAR-PIE chokes on the
lollipop. BUTTERFLY Sugar’s chokin’! Eden RIPS OPEN the car
door. Metal and plastic CRACK and TWIST
NOISILY. EDEN Not for long. Adam sticks his head in the
passenger-side
window.
He’s got short dark
hair, slicked down to make it even blacker than natural.
At seventeen, his face is fresh, olive skin,
high cheek bones. His eyes cold,
steel-grey, unfeeling. No smile on his
lips. He gaze is very intense, as if
he’s trying to focus on what he’s looking at.
BUTTERFLY SCREAMS and
thrusts her hands up to protect herself.
ADAM Hi, yourself. BUTTERFLY Where did you come from? Eden pulls SUGAR-PIE
from the car. From outside, the sound of
FLESH RIPPING AND CERVICAL BONES SNAPPING make the other two ravers
cringe.
Adam pulls BUTTERFLY
half way through the window and lunges at her neck.
The CELL PHONE flies
from her hand, landing on the dark pavement of the road, spinning.
CANDYKITTY pushes open
the hatchback of the civic and crawls out, trying to scramble away.
He bumps into a pair of
jean-clad legs.
CANDYKITTY looks up to
see a tall boy with a big nose and a maniacal grin on his face looking
down at
him. LIZARD
smiles even wider as he looks into CANDYKITTY’s eyes. LIZARD BANG! CANDYKITTY nearly jumps
out of his skin and tries to scramble backward, crab-like. LIZARD reaches down and
grabs his shoulder, holding him steady. LIZARD What’s your name? CANDYKITTY CandyKitty. LIZARD Yum. Like
candy. LIZARD bends down to
take CANDYKITTY’s face in both hands and pulls him up,
face-to-face. With his preternaturally
long tongue, he licks
CANDYKITTY’s face up
and down. CANDYKITTY Please...? LIZARD Sweet. 6 C.U. LIZARD’S MOUTH
Two COBRA-LIKE FANGS swing from underneath the roof of Lizard’s mouth. They drip with saliva, just before piercing CandyKitty’s flesh. |
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