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Subject: Re: Alternate Screenplay: DIMINISHED SKILLS Author: B Otch [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:10:46 01/04/05 Tue In reply to: K 's message, "Alternate Screenplay: DIMINISHED SKILLS" on 21:23:38 01/03/05 Mon INT. SUBURBAN TOWN HOME, SAME NIGHT Sara, a beautiful brunette, is laying on a couch in front of a TV. She is cozily tucked under a blanket, but you can see her legs slowly rubbing up and down against each other. A diminished buzzing sound fills the room. She tilts her head back slightly and lets out a short moan followed by a long, drawn out breath and a big smile. The door suddenly opens and Sara quickly turns her attention to the figure coming in. It's Leia. She looks edgy but is still as gorgeous as Sara, with short blonde hair that is flipped at the end and its tips dyed red. Loud music suddenly fills the room, then disappears again when Leia slams the door shut. LEIA Mother fucker! SARA Give it up, Lei. He's been playing that CD for like five hours. LEIA Insensitive, mother fucker! SARA Language. LEIA Wake up, Sara. The guy's an asshole. Everything he does is loud: the music, the video games, the porno! Come on! How many more weekends are we going to tolerate listening to him and his ONLY two friends talk about the same shit over and over again? They're so loud in that damn balcony you'd think they're putting on a play. SARA Oh. You're cranky. You can barely hear it in here. LEIA Well, unfortunately, my bedroom is over there and we share the same wall. I am not going to get any sleep tonight. SARA You wanna call the cops? LEIA No. I'm not a snitch. I mean, he's not a bad guy. Just an asshole. SARA I ran into him over the weekend, you know, while I was getting the mail. He looked like a decent guy. I mean, he didn't say a word to me; but I did feel like he kept staring at me when I wasn't looking. LEIA One of his friends did that to me, too. He was sitting in his truck waiting for the guy next door to come out. I had just gotten home from work. I swear he was staring at me from the time I left my car to the time I got into the house. SARA I heard him come home, but no one else showed up. LEIA He's by himself then? SARA He should be. You think he's okay? LEIA I don't know. SARA Huh. Maybe we should call the cops. LEIA I'm not a snitch. SARA Fine. I'll call 'em. LEIA Okay. SARA peels herself from the blanket and walks toward the kitchen to grab the phone. LEIA Hey, I'm going to un-pause the movie, okay? The TV is making a buzzing sound. That can't be good. CUT TO: [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: Alternate Screenplay: DIMINISHED SKILLS Author: JJ [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:27:04 01/04/05 Tue KITCHEN OF THE GIRLS' TOWNHOME The buzzing sound is clearly much louder in the kitchen. Sara stands next to the phone with her arms crossed, waiting for Leia to realize this. She is behind the wall adjacent to the living room, and out of view. She has no intention of calling the police tonight. This will surely make Leia forget about that noisy nosy neighbor. Leia is trying several things with the remote, before her heightened frustration causes her to turn off the TV in disgust and throw the remote to the floor. After a moment, she realizes the mysterious noise is still present. A smile appears on her face, and it's clear she's forgetting about the noise next door. LEIA (walking toward the kitchen) Oh Saaarrrra, that wouldn't happen to be Mr. Crotchy humming our favorite tune, would it? Sara spins away from the wall and meets face to face with Leia at the entrance to the kitchen. She immediately lands on her lips with a big wet French kiss. After about 30 seconds, they both come up for air. SARA You know it is. I tell you what? Why don't we worry about our little problem in the morning? I've got a quieter place for you to be tonight. They start walking towards Sara's bedroom. SARA Leia? LEIA Yes my dear? SARA No, you misunderstood... Lay ya? LEIA But of course. It's their long-running joke since first experimenting back in college. They enter Sara's room and the door closes behind them. CUT TO: [ Post a Reply to This Message ]