Wednesday, February 18, 2009

My kewl new screenplay


THE CASSANDRA DIRECTIVE

by N. G. McClernan

EXT DESERT PLANET

This is an angry planet. OK maybe not an angry planet, but at least a somewhat disgruntled planet. But it has a lot of rocks and shit and that's kewl.

We see PUP, a retarded slob of a foot soldier who would be great comic relief except that he is also evil. A very good actor, maybe even a Shakespearean-quality actor should be wasted on cast in this role. He is dressed like a cowboy.

FROM HIS POV
We see a small silver spaceship land in the distance.

PUP
Whuuus that?

We hear LT. MANLY

MANLY
You're an idiot, Pup.

We see Manly and Pup from a middle distance. Manly is attractive, in a gruff manly damaged way, but not so attractive that he causes homoerotic panic in the target audience. He is dressed like a cross between a cowboy and a pirate.

ON the screen, her back to us, walks CASSANDRA, a beautiful woman, very thin except for her gigantic breasts. She is naked, but at first glance it looks like she's wearing a shiny black skin-tight jump suit because she has black shiny latext spray-painted over her body.

FROM HER POV
We see Manly smirking and Pup drooling. But then, he drools alot. His face breaks into a stupid lustful grin. Manly crosses his arms, wary.

MANLY

Can I help you Miss?

Cassandra speaks in a monotone and is completely incapable, as are all robots and aliens, of using contractions. The English language is beyond the capabilities of even the most sophisticated robots and aliens.

CASSANDRA

We will have sex. In the future.

MANLY

Come again?

PUP

Huhhuhhuh! She sayed yer gonna have sex!

MANLY

Pup, you're an idiot.

CASSANDRA

You do not believe me. That is the standard response from you huma - error 432 - from you boys.

MANLY

Why would I want to have sex with you?

PUP

Yew kin have sex wid me!

MANLY

Pup, you're an idiot. She's a robot. Cordoba class. Fully automatic with fine Corinthian leather, manufactured in the Terran city known as Newark.

PUP

No she ain't. She's a pretty lady!

MANLY

She can't use contractions.

PUP

She cain't use whuuut?

MANLY

Contractions! Didn't you hear her? Instead of "you don't believe me" she said "you do not believe me."

PUP

But that's the same thing. I don get it.

MANLY

You idiot. Don't is a contraction. She can't say it. Watch.

to Cassandra

Say "don't"

CASSANDRA

Do not.

MANLY

I said "don't." Say "don't"

CASSANDRA

Next you will say "Pup, you are an idiot."

PUP

She ain't gonna say it now. Yew jus told her 'dont say dont' - Ah hurd yuh.

MANLY

Pup, you're an idiot.

Manly and Pup look at each other in amazement.

PUP

How - how did she knew you wuz gonna say that?

MANLY

Why are you such an idiot?

to Cassandra

What could make you think I would fuck a hunk of junk like you?

CASSANDRA

I remind you of your dead wife.

MANLY

I don't have a dead wife.

CASSANDRA

You will tell me you have a dead wife. At some point in the future.

MANLY

I don't believe you.

Cassandra looks at Pup

CASSANDRA

And you will be killed by a nest of vipers. Mutant vipers.

PUP

Ah don' buhleeve that! Dey ain't no vipers, mutant or no nuther kind on this here disgruntled planet!

CASSANDRA

There will be when it becomes narratively convenient.

PUP

Whuuuu?

CASSANDRA

Now my master - error 786 - professor will come to this place and tell you that I am dangerous.

MANLY

I don't believe you.

In a moment, THE PROFESSOR appears.

PROFESSOR

Stay away from her! She's dangerous!



To be continued...