Today, I wrote a bit about Charlotte's writing, and a script she's doing. I put it into the form of a montage, with her telling the story. So far, I'm loving it. I think I've figured out more ways to lengthen the script. Right now, unfortunately, I'm at 78 pages. I have to crack out 22 more pages in the next 2 days...BARELY! And tomorrow and Friday are my BIGGEST days! YIKES!
Here's the bit...
The clock says 1:04. Charlotte starts writing.
Montage of writing. Days are going by.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Fade in. Exterior, street, night.
It’s an evening in France. A
festival is going on downtown.
Music orchestrates the streets.
Banners and lights are strung up
all around. The Eiffel Tower is lit
up in the background. Addison is
walking through the street, her
nose in a book, not participating
in the festivities.
Charlotte is drinking a cup of coffee.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Addison. I’m studying in France,
but I am an American. Perry. I
always imagined Amercians as
beautiful people, and you,
madmoiselle, are indeed beautiful.
Addison. You flatter me, but I must
go. I’m late for class. Perry.
Where’s your class? I’ll take you
there.
Charlotte is making a snack in the kitchen.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Addison runs down the street, guns
blaring behind her. She screams as
a shot breaks a window next to her.
Perry. Paranthetical. Calling back.
Don’t stop running, Addie. We’re
almost there. Addison. What do they
want from me? Perry ducks in a
house and pulls Addison in after
him. He hushes her. The gunmen pass
by.
Charlotte is feeding Fimm and playing tug-a-war with
Gustave.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Interior. Bunker. Later. Addison is
pacing the room. Perry is sitting
next to Philippe. Addison is biting
her nails. Addison. So if I’m the
chosen one, what do you need me to
do?
(pause)
Backspace. Rewrite. Addison. What
do you want me to do? Philippe. You
will need training. Addison. You’re
kidding, right? I’m just a girl
trying to get her masters in
French.
Charlotte is playing the violin.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
(singing to the violin)
Why do I want to write this story?
What do my character’s want?
(pause)
Ooh... And why am I not writing
right now?
Charlotte is laying on the floor with the television on,
writing in a notebook.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Edith. Addie? Is that you? Addison.
Edith? Edith runs to embrace her.
Edith. Oh Addie. It’s so good to
see you.
(pause)
Why are they running into each
other in France?
(pause)
Backspace.
Charlotte is sleeping on the couch. Charlotte V.O. is
snoring.
Charlotte walks into the apartment, writing in the notebook
as she pushes the door closed with her foot. She pushes the
notebook up against the wall and continues to walk while
writing in the notebook.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Exterior. Eiffel Tower. Night.
Balthazar is riding the elevator up
the Eiffel Tower. Addison
approaches. Addison. Parathetical.
Yells. Balthazar! Stop this
madness! Balthazar gives an evil
smile. Balthazar. But I’ve only
just begun. Balthazar lifts up his
hands. The Dragon bursts from on
top of the Eiffel Tower and soars
at Addison. They fight.
Charlotte is sitting at her desk, typing away.
CHARLOTTE V.O.
Perry. How does it feel to save the
world? Addison. It’s not what I
expected. Perry. Well, you did blow
up the biggest monument in France.
Pause. Addison smiles at Perry.
Perry slowly moves toward her.
Addison grabs him and kisses him.
They kiss for awhile. Addison pulls
away and looks at her watch. Perry.
Paranthetical. Coyly. Late for
class again? Addison.
Paranthetical. Smiles. I’m not
going today. Addison kisses him
again. Pan out. Fade out. Black.
Charlotte hits the enter key.
Writing Strenuously,
Kylee Q Brock
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