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On Fire – Script Conversion 1

RYAN (V.O.)

I am two people.

INT./EXT. CHURCH VAN – COUNTRY ROAD – OVERCAST DAY

Unbroken stretches of Georgia pine. The van’s a billboard for WILMORE FIRST BAPTIST.

RYAN (30s), a lone disheveled man in the middle row, stares out the window in a daze. He mindlessly scratches the CAST on his forearm.

The DRIVER fiddles with the radio. LYNYRD SKYNYRD plays.

RYAN (V.O.)

I am now. And I am then.

INT./EXT. RYAN’S CAR – I75 – SUNNY DAY

That same Skynyrd TUNE, and Ryan sings along. He’s wearing a pressed shirt and a loose tie. He’s young. He’s excited.

Atlanta’s on the horizon

INT./EXT. CHURCH VAN – INSTITUTION GATE

The sign reads: WILMORE WELLNESS CENTER

The van comes to a stop as the GATE GUARD approaches, happy to see DRIVER.

GATE GUARD

Hey, Pete! How’s that boy of yours?

PETE (DRIVER)

Tom, I tell ya, I ain’t never

seen him throw this good.

TOM (GATE GUARD)

Amen to that, brother.

We’ll need him this year.

PETE

I hear ya. I’ll let him know

you’re rootin’ for him.

TOM

We’ll put him on the prayer list, too.

PETE

We could use all the help we can get.

TOM

Everybody could, ain’t that true?

(gesturing)

This the guy, I guess?

PETE

(undecipherable)

Ryan isn’t paying attention to the men anymore. He sees

CENTER GROUNDS

BALDY wearing a grey-blue jumpsuit. Baldy is standing at a side door, leaning and smoking, and staring across 30 yards straight into Ryan’s soul.

VAN

Ryan scratches his cast.

CENTER GROUNDS

The propped open door swings wide. ORDERLY 1, looking like an angry mountain, gestures to Baldy, who flicks his cigarette into the grass and heads inside.

VAN

The GATES open.

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Scenes – Caroline 1

FADE IN:

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – NIGHT

SERIES OF CLOSE UPS

Gaudily framed family photos. Great-Granny. Grampa. Mom. Daughter. No father needed.

A ripped signed Aerosmith poster tacked to the wall.

A refrigerator covered in kindergarten art and holiday cards.

A pink wall covered with crayon doodles.

Dolphin tchotchkes littering an entertainment center.

An ashtray full of butts on a fingerprint-smeared glass coffee table.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

Light from the kitchen casts shadows.

On the sofa sits DAVID (20s), bare-chested. Rigid spine. Knees bouncing another hole in his jeans. He bites his thumb nail.

Eyes flick to a DOLPHIN CLOCK.

11:30.

David huffs and stands. Three steps to cross the room, fingers separating the blinds so he can see

Nothing. There’s nothing to see. He drops his hand, shaking his head. He turns toward the hall.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – HALLWAY – NIGHT

Quiet steps leading to soft pink LIGHT spilling from a doorway.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – APRIL’S ROOM – NIGHT

David peeks into the room to find APRIL (6) softly snoring, clutching a stuffed animal.

He pulls the door nearly shut.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – KITCHEN – NIGHT

11:47 reads the clock on the stove.

David leans against the counter, distracting himself with his phone.

11:48.

He trades his phone for a pack of cigarettes. He lights one while checking the scene through the window.

EXT. CAROLINE’S DRIVEWAY – NIGHT

A clean white pickup pulls in fast, headlights bright and clear, LEDs flashing purple to green along the undercarriage.

BASS thumps.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – KITCHEN – NIGHT

11:52.

David watches through the window. Takes a relieved drag from his cigarette.

EXT. CAROLINE’S DRIVEWAY – NIGHT

The truck’s passenger door opens.

Electronic MUSIC spilling into the night. GIGGLING follows.

                    CAROLINE

          Okay!

               (more giggles)

          Oh my GOD, STOP!

               (a delighted squeal)

One long, bare leg is joined by another. The giggles introduce us to CAROLINE (20s) as she finally manages to pull herself out of the truck. She’s dolled up in country chic. Blonde hair high with product. Tank top showing bra straps. Short skirt.

She’s carrying her shoes with her small purse.

CAROLINE

          Okay, Weirdo!

She SLAMS the truck door.

HONK

She slaps the hood of the truck as she stumbles past it.

Dogs BAY at the hubbub.

                    CAROLINE

          SHHH!

               (laughing)

          Asshole!

She tiptoes her way through the grass to her trailer, fumbling through her purse.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – KITCHEN – NIGHT

11:59 on the clock.

A smoldering cigarette butt in the ashtray on the counter.

INT. CAROLINE’S TRAILER – BEDROOM – NIGHT

David, in bed, pulls the sheet over his jeans.

Caroline makes a RACKET opening the front door.

David reaches for the lamp on the nightstand and turns it off.

BLACK

Echo: Charlie 1.1

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ANNOUNCER (VO)

…introducing the Grubber 3 by Grub-o-Matic, America’s number one name in food printing!

We see white and the camera pans, bringing into view a machine the size of a refrigerator with a deli counter window built into the front. The box is black. It’s sexy. So’s the MODEL waving an elegant hand toward the machine.

ANNOUNCER (VO CONT’D)

With our new 360 design, you’ll get all the features you’ve been waiting for!

Hamburgers? Check!

(a hamburger appears in the model’s hand)

Pizza? Check!

(the hamburger morphs into a pizza slice)

Chinese food? Check!

(a bowl of noodles takes the slice’s place)

The food disappears as the Model shoves the bowl toward her face. A satisfied smile crosses her lips as she mouths the announcer’s words.

ANNOUNCER (VO CONT’D)

Yum!

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