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Serial Dreaming
FADE IN:
EXT. - SUBURBAN SIDEWALK - NIGHT
Heavy rain and wind pelt a suburban sidewalk. Houses line both sides of the street. Street lamps cast a shiny glow onto the sidewalk.
ADAM (30s) wiry, black sweater, emerges from a yard and drops a can of spray paint while walking down the street. He looks left and right every few steps.
His phone rings, but he ignores it. Silence for a few seconds, then ringing again. Grumbling, he fishes the phone from his pocket and takes the call.
ADAM You know, some people don't answer the phone because they're busy.
He stops at a crosswalk and puts the phone to his ear. Car headlights approach. The rain dies down. The car speeds by, sprays water and grime all over him. Adam instinctively raises his middle finger. Brake lights.
ADAM Are you there, hello?
Adam shakes his wet phone.
A JERK (20s) in a sports jacket steps out of the car.
JERK You gotta problem prick? 'Cause I'll solve it for ya!
Adam looks at his feet. A HYSTERICAL WOMAN (20s), all dressed up, steps out of the passenger side. She screams at the man who is advancing towards Adam.
HYSTERICAL WOMAN Get back in the car baby, he's not worth it!
JERK Fuck that! Did you hear me, jerkoff?
Adam huffs, his face fills with rage. Rage morphs into an evil grin as he eerily turns his head to the approaching driver.
His hand again shakes the middle finger like bait. His other hand slides a small brown-stained rag out of his pocket.
JERK Ohhhh, you're fucking dead!
The driver closes the distance, swings his fist.
Adam's body jolts into action, catches the driver's wrist. He shoves the rag into his face, takes him to the ground. Stares smiling at the woman while struggle slows.
FADE TO BLACK
SUPER OVER BLACK "SERIAL DREAMING"
INT. - ADAM'S APARTMENT - MORNING
A one room efficiency with a single window. The place is a mess. Clothes hang all over including over a lampshade. The one clean spot is the computer desk.
The walls are covered in newspaper clippings and drawings.
A figure lies under covers. The alarm clock suddenly blasts music. The lump under the blankets moves. Slowly Adam emerges and reaches to turn the clock off, but pulls back and the music continues to blare.
Adam walks to the kitchen area, stretching and yawning. He flips on the tv. He combines several near-empty boxes of cereal to make a bowl and shrugs.
ON THE TV
Will Derno, (40s) glasses and plaid suit jacket, news reporter, stands in front of a house.
EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - DAY
A for-sale sign stands between Will and the house in the background. It's sunny and clear, a beautiful neighborhood and house, except for the crudely painted penis on the side.
WILL This is Will Derno reporting live for News Channel 13. We are at the scene of another grisly murder, the latest to grip Columbus.
Will nods towards TERRY ALLEN, a heavy man (30s) in golf attire (50s) stands beside Will like he is a star.
WILL Resident Terry Allen found the body this morning while mowing his lawn.
TERRY ALLEN Yeah man I was uh, cutting the grass here and when I looked inside Mrs. Greenland was fuckin' inside out!
WILL Terry this is a live broadcast, no profanity. We've covered this.
Terry looks at Will, dumbfounded, and continues his tirade.
TERRY ALLEN FUCK YOU! This bitch was inside out! Even her fucking face was gone!
BACK TO SCENE
Adam spits out cereal and rocks back and forth. He laughs at Terry and Will, who are fighting for control of the microphone.
ON THE SUBURBAN STREET
...The CAMERA MAN (30s) ripped blue jeans wearing Trilby cap zooms over to Mrs. Greenland's dog, who comes running around the corner.
The camera man zooms closer. His eyes widen.
The dog has Mrs. Greenland's face stapled to it's head. The dog barks, makes it look like the woman is yelling and running towards the camera.
CAMERA MAN
Shit!
Everyone runs, tv cuts to a "Technical Difficulty" screen.
BACK TO SCENE
Adam hysterically laughs, the computer chair breaks. He falls out of the chair, spills his cereal. His watch starts beeping.
ADAM
Already?
He grabs a shirt off the couch with a name tag "Brian". On his way out he grabs a script off the counter with a big number 10 drawn on it, looks back at his disheveled abode, sighs and closes the door.
EXT. - CITY STREETS - MORNING
Adam lights a cigarette, crosses the street. His phone rings. He looks at the phone, it reads "DANIEL" with an avatar of a flushing toilet.
ADAM Hey you've reached Brian, I'm not--
DANIEL(O.S.) Cut the shit Brian, care to tell me why you're late again?
Adam stands still in front of a mailbox, not responding to Daniel. He carefully drops the script in. Finally he snaps out of his trance.
ADAM Look man, I had a late night. My grandma's cancer is back, I've got--
DANIEL(O.S.) Your grandma is bullshit like your story! What was it last week?
Adam pulls a defeated face.
ADAM
..AIDS.
DANIEL(O.S.) Fucking AIDS Brian, AIDS. You know what doesn't clean toilets and sell loose cigarettes to crackheads? cancer and AIDS!
Adam walks to the park by the gas station. Car that splashed him the night before sits vacant in the middle. A coroner van sits with the back doors open nearby.
ADAM What happened at the park?
DANIEL(O.S.) You know, I'm getting real tired of you not--
Adam hangs up the phone, walks towards the van. MORT(30s) a heavy metal band t-shirt under his lab coat, wearing earbuds shoves a gurney in the back of van.
ADAM Working hard or hardly working?
MORT The fuck you know about working Brian? Isn't that your boss over there?
Adam looks across the street to the gas station. DANIEL(40s) obese wearing a grease stained button up blue shirt is outside. Daniel is frantically waving his arms, his eyes lock on Adam, Daniel's arms stop in the air.
DANIEL (Deep, monotone yell) Mop! Now!
ADAM (Staring at Daniel) It's nothing, he just doesn't understand artists.
MORT Sounds to me like he doesn't understand fuck-ups.
ADAM Harsh. (Motions to back of van) What's all this about?
MORT I got two up in here. Wanna see? Whoever this is, he's keeping me in a job.
Mort looks over at the detectives. Pulls the sheets down, revealing the bodies. Their heads are switched and sewn in place. Adam stifles a laugh, reaches finger out to poke a foot. Mort slaps him in the back of the head.
MORT The hell is wrong with you?
ADAM Oh shit, you're right..
Adam reaches for a stick on the ground, then uses it to poke at the feet again. Mort snatches the stick out of his hand and throws it behind him.
MORT Do you not feel anything?
ADAM It's a stick, of course I can't feel with it..
MORT That's not.... Man, go to work!
Adam walks away and talks over his shoulder
ADAM Make sure you wait til you get home to crack open a cold one.
Mort raises his middle finger up and closes the back door. Adam crosses the street without looking, a lime green car zooms past honking, nearly missing him.
INT. - GAS STATION - MORNING
Adam enters, slips and almost falls on a broken beer bottle.
Daniel stands behind the counter, yelling at a HOMELESS MAN(30s) dirty brown t-shirt, sweat pants and crocs.
DANIEL Get. The. Fuck. Out!
Adam shakes his head and reaches into his pocket, pulls out a twenty. Hands it to homeless man. Homeless man leaves.
ADAM You really shouldn't yell at people like that.
Daniel doesn't even look up from the register.
DANIEL Just get the mop and put your bleeding heart to work.
Adam walks behind the counter, hits buttons on register.
DANIEL I'm writing you up for making me late to Erik's basketball practice.
Daniel tries to put hand on Adam's shoulder, Adam jerks away. Daniel huffs, locks the office and walks by Adam, drops mop on the floor.
DANIEL Work on that attitude Brian. Today.
Daniel walks around broken bottle, looks back with condescending glance.
DANIEL Clean this shit up before someone sues me.
Adam nods, continues pressing buttons.
ADAM Tell your son to break a leg.
DANIEL Why? You gonna write some shitty poetry about it?
Daniel laughs at his own joke. Adam mocks the laugh, slams drawer shut and snaps into a hateful stare. Daniel leaves.
INT. - WALK IN COOLER - Midday
Adam sits on a milk crate, takes puffs off a joint then a large chug from a gallon of milk.
His phone rings, displaying an avatar of a question mark. Adam stands up straight, drops the joint on the floor. Adam puts the phone to his ear.
ADAM (Hushed voice) This is Adam.
Adam listens intently to the voice on the other end. His face goes from blank to smiling.
ADAM Lucky number seven! That's amazing! Yes absolutely!
Adam throws his fist out in front of him in excitement then stops to listen again.
ADAM I can be there in 3 days! Thank you so much!
He hangs up the phone and pockets it. Looks around the walk in cooler. Runs out of the cooler and comes back in seconds later with plastic bags.
He starts filling them with drinks, cold sandwiches and beer.
He stops by the register and clears the cash out of it, walks past the broken beer bottle still on the floor and another bottle drops from one of the bags and breaks.
Adam leaves.
EXT. CITY STREETS - MIDDAY
Adam runs with a big grin on his face, cuts through a few alleys and ends up at the front door of a trailer with a shed behind it, the shed has a loud grinding noise coming out of it. He knocks on the trailer door. There's an explosion noise and the shed door is kicked open from the inside. Smoke pours out and BILL(30s)stalky with a leather apron and welding mask stumbles out, waving the smoke from his face and coughs, trying to light a cigarette with a welding torch.
BILL Hey buddy! How'd the Inny Outy work?
ADAM Pretty good, did you watch the news?
BILL The fuck do I need lube for? You evolving? Gettin' into dudes now?
ADAM You're on fire.
Bill notices his leg is on fire and drops to the ground. Rolls around.
BILL Get Devon! I'm dyin'! I'm.... Oh it's out. Go inside I'll be there in a second. Don't gay my boy up neither.
Bill puts his finger through a circle in his other hand and laughs, makes squishing noises.
INT. BILL AND DEVON'S TRAILER - MID DAY
The trailer is full of of junk and wires, inventions, paper strewn everywhere and pizza boxes stacked to the ceiling. DEVON (Late teens) sits in front of a homemade radio, poking it with a screwdriver.
Adam shakes the bags and smiles at Devon.
ADAM Guess who's going to Hollywood to be a writer?
DEVON (looks up annoyed) Are you talking?
Adam sits on the couch.
ADAM (sighs and speaks under breath) No wonder why the Gacy killed kids...
Bill walks in through the front door, pulls his phone out and presses on the screen, the fridge jolts open and a can of beer launches across the room, Bill ducks, can busts against the wall.
BILL (Looks at Adam's grocery bags) Got a brew in them bags?
Adam reaches through bag and finds a beer, tosses it to Bill.
BILL So what can I do for my numero uno client?
ADAM (opens beer and cheers Bill) I'm leaving. I need a few tools for the road.
BILL (Takes long pull of beer) Yeah the ex wife said that too. Except tools were my brother's dick and road was vagina mileage.
Devon laughs at the words.
BILL Shut the FUCK up and clean that shed!
Devon cringes up and walks out the door.
BILL This about that writing shit?
ADAM Yeah, I finally got my big break.
BILL Well, I almost got cleaned out earlier today but, I'm sure we could set you up with something.
Bill stands and walks over to the kitchen, looks out the window.
BILL We're all puppets Adam. Somebody somewhere controls us.
ADAM Didn't think you were religious.
BILL I didn't say God...
Adam opens another beer and sits in thought.
BILL well, let's celebrate. (Claps hands together)
INT. BILL AND DEVON'S TRAILER - NIGHT
Random men and women are dancing around inside the trailer. Adam snorts a very large line of a white powder, looks up and screams in joy. Bill is using the Hungry Rat Mask as a shoulder mounted beer helmet, dancing around while people dump random beer and liquor into the top. Adam's phone starts ringing on the table. He picks it up and walks outside to answer it.
EXT. STREET BY TRAILER - NIGHT
Adam answers the phone and puts it to his ear.
ADAM Oh hey Daniel! (Puts phone on speaker) How was your kid's game?
DANIEL(O.S.) Bring the money back Brian. Bring it to my house or I swear to God I'll crush your head!
ADAM (snickers) Aww, can't we just call it a bonus or something?
DANIEL(O.S.) You're fired! You're fucked you scrawny wannabe rat!
ADAM You know we're all puppets, right?
DANIEL(O.S.) Pup.... I can't do this, I'm calling the police.
ADAM (looks at watch) Look I'm sorry man.. (Sighs) I can be there in an hour, no need to call anyone.
DANIEL(O.S.) 61 minutes and I call, you fucking loser.
Adam hangs up and puts the phone in his pocket. Walks back onto the trailer porch and back inside.
EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT
Adam is riding through the city on a bike with a large object covered in a trash bag on the back. There is a small pet carrier bungee corded on the front. He turns into the long driveway of a large house just on the outskirts of town.
Adam walks up onto the porch carrying the pet carrier. Sets it down and rings the doorbell. Adam looks left and right, produces a small spray bottle from his pocket and looks at it, he starts whistling a tune.
Daniel moves the blind over and peeks through, shakes his head and opens the door.
DANIEL Where's the fucking money Brian?
ADAM Don't curse in front of my pets please.
DANIEL (Looks down at carrier) What the fuck is that?
ADAM (Demeanor changes from joking to serious) I said don't FUCKING curse in front of my pets!
Adam punches Daniel in the diaphragm. Daniel starts gasping for air and Adam sprays the mixture from the bottle directly in Daniel's face. Daniel falls over sideways, snoring with his eyes open.
Adam drops the bottle on the porch and starts whistling again.. Kneels down and picks up the pet carrier, walks inside and closes the door.
INT. DANIEL'S HOUSE - NIGHT
The house is spotless with basketball trophies lined up neatly on the fireplace mantle. Pictures of Daniel and his son are all over the walls.
Daniel is passed out on a barber's chair in the middle of the kitchen floor. He has the Hungry Rat Mask affixed to his head with ropes tethered to both sides of the kitchen walls. His hands are tied behind his back.
ADAM Wakey wakey Danny boy!
Daniel continues to snore, the front of the mask fogs up when he exhales.
ADAM (Shakes head then slaps the side of the mask) Wake up!
Daniel blinks a few times and looks around, tries to free himself but to no avail.
DANIEL Where? Brian? Wh- What did you do to me? What is this?
ADAM (laughs) My name is Adam, but that's not really important right now.
DANIEL Where's my son you sick fuck?!
Adam pulls a chair out from the dining room table, drags it to 3 feet in front of Daniel and sits down on it.
ADAM He's ok, well at least for now. I'm gonna need a payday advance to keep it that way.
Adam stands and walks into the kitchen, grabs a large bowl of ground meat off the counter then returns to his chair, rolls the meat into balls.
DANIEL You're not getting anything from me but broken ribs, asshole!
ADAM Well this isn't productive at all.
Adam throws a ball of meat against the backboard of the Hungry Rat Mask, it falls in beside Daniel's face.
DANIEL (laughs) I work with YOU, raw meat doesn't affect me you filthy piece of shit!
ADAM I saw your safe, what's the combination? (Throws another piece of meat but misses) ..Shit!
DANIEL You have a pen?
ADAM (Pokes finger at his head) Don't need one. What's the combo?
DANIEL It-- it's.... one. two. Fuck you! (Begins laughing) Let me go you fucking moron.
Adam throws a large hunk of meat against the mask like a fastball, splattering meat all over the kitchen. Takes a deep breath, sits quietly back down.
ADAM One. Last. Chance. The combo is probably your son's birthday anyways.
Daniel stops laughing and stares at Adam.
ADAM It is! Isn't it? You simple bastard!
Adam dumps the rest of the meat into the mask, grabs a picture of a child's birthday photo from the counter. Then picks up the carrier and takes it to Daniel.
DANIEL
No it's--
Adam quickly dumps 2 large sewer rats into the mask. They furiously eat the meat. Adam runs upstairs with the photo.
ADAM O.S. Bingo! (surprised voice) Daniel! Damn you must have saved for YEARS!
Adam walks back down the stairs and puts the money in his backpack.
DANIEL You have the money now get these fucking things off me!
ADAM Oh man they've got a taste for blood huh? Reminds me of some shitty poetry. Of mice or men, the sewer rat wins (Grins).
The rats tear into Daniel's flesh, one chews on his neck.
DANIEL Erik!! ERIK!
ADAM I had to get meat somewhere.
Adam sits on the chair and eats a sandwich while Daniel wails in agony.
INT. ADAM'S APARTMENT - MORNING
Adam packs a suitcase with clothes, money and a few notebooks. He walks out into the hallway and puts the suitcase by the door. Adam walks back into the apartment and puts on a thick pair of arm length industrial gloves and a gas mask. He grabs a box from the counter with "BILLS KILL'S RAD PILLS" written on the side. He dumps all the tablets into a large plant.
INT. ADAM'S APARTMENT HALLWAY - MORNING
He drags the plant out into the hallway and dumps water into it. A WOMAN(40's) wearing a nightgown, opens her apartment door and looks at Adam. Adam keeps dumping water and slowly stands up straight to look directly at her, slowly raises right hand in a wave.
She waves back with a concerned look, backs up and closes the door. The plant emanates a thick green smoke, Adam backs up from it and tosses the gloves and mask into his apartment, walks hastily out the front door with his suitcase.
EXT. ADAM'S APARTMENT - MORNING
Adam walks away from his apartment building as the green gas comes out of windows and doors. screams come from inside. The front door bursts open and a green glow comes from it. A jogger runs down the street and falls down in mid stride, convulsing on the ground.
Adam walks a little faster as more people charge out of the building, the sound of screams and glass shattering get more intense. He walks past a red line taped across the sidewalk, pulls a car alarm out of his pocket and presses it.
INT. ADAM'S APARTMENT - MORNING
The room is full of glowing green smoke, pages on the wall start to turn black. A jack in the box plays on his desk,pops open with a bright flash.
BACK TO SCENE
The streetlights flicker and people filming near the building all look puzzled at or shake their phones and cameras. Adam whistles while he walks.
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Whoa! I have such an image of Adam... well done.