Thursday, February 4, 2010
For All You Screenwriter's
As Screenwriting is a part of ONE Entertainment, I found this video to be rather interesting: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydCXhap6AI4. If you are a screenwriter, I suggest you check it out.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Aidan Excerpt 1
The formatting is off, hard to transfer from FD onto the Blog format. Regardless, here are the first few pages of my screenplay.
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EXT. MANHATTAN | DAY
The midday sun cuts through the city landscape--
Below, the streets are flooded with a slow flow of vehicles
and pedestrians. The usual activity at this time of day.
EXT. 13TH PRECINCT | DAY
A short-haired male in police uniform strolls toward the
entrance, glances right--
NATALYA KOVALEV (23), catches the gaze but turns her
attention back to VLADDY KOVALEV (50) who address a crowd of
reporters. ARKADI (47), DESYA (17) and DIMITRI KOVALEV (21)
watch on--
The male continues through the open door and up the steps--
INT. 13TH PRECINCT 3RD FLOOR | CONTINUOUS
THREE CROOKED COPS, wearing casual attire, stroll down a
hall, mid-conversation.
Crooked Cop 2 smiles and rubs his hands together.
Crooked Cop 3 nods.
They make a turn down an adjacent hall.
2ND FLOOR
The short-haired male, his head low, strolls through down a
hall, one of THEM. Other OFFICERS pass paying no attention.
The male reaches a room and opens the door, stepping in,
passing a sign reading “Security Room.” He closes the door
behind him.
A security camera, a red recording-light glowing, rests above
the door.
SECURITY ROOM
An OFFICER, listening to an Ipod, sits in front of several
screens. His eyes are closed and he HUMS a song melody.
The male approaches from behind, pulling out a knife. When
within reach he slams the butt of the knife to the side of
the OFFICERS head.
The OFFICER slouches, unconscious, a stream of blood pouring
from his skull.
The male scans the screens, one of them catches his eye--
ON SCREEN 8:
The THREE CROOKED OFFICERS stand in front of an interrogation
room.
The male turns and finds a large power source and unplugs
everything in it. All of the screens go black and everything
in the room shuts off except the light above.
3RD FLOOR
A camera rests above in the corner of a room. It’s red
recording light flicks off--
CROOKED COP 1 stares through a one-way window at a handcuffed
MOBSTER sitting on a chair in one of the interrogation rooms.
He hangs up and pockets the phone.
He ignores that.
Shakes his head.
Crooked Cop 2 shrugs, and glances to Crooked Cop 3 who
smiles.
They all move towards the door, Crooked Cop 3 reluctantly
turns to them.
They all chuckle. Crooked Cop 2 pushes past and opens the
door, entering the room.
INTERROGATION ROOM 3
He stops and stares at the seated Mobster. The other cops
enter and stand on each side.
Crooked Cop 2 lightly pushes the door, It slowly begins to
close--
A foot stops it--
The door is kicked open, crooked cop 2 is knocked over--
AIDAN BAGLEIRI (29), short-haired, mysterious green eyes,
wearing a police uniform, enters into the room--
He quickly draws two silenced pistols, aiming, and SHOOTING both Crooked
Cop 1 and 3 in the face--
Crooked Cop 2 stands and turns around--
Facing a long silencer barrel, it FIRES--
He takes a bullet in the eye, falling dead.
Aidan glances to the Mobster, who nervously glances at the bodies then
makes eye contact, recognizing--
He motions around the room.
Aidan aims the pistol. The Mobster slowly begins to rise.
Aidan FIRES twice, fatal shots to the Mobster’s chest. He
turns, holsters the pistols and exits the room, closing the
door behind him.
HALLWAY
He pass a fire alarm, pulling it, loud BEEPING begins, he
turns opening a door to a stairway, taking it down. The door
closes behind.
EXT. 13TH PRECINCT | MOMENTS LATER
Aidan exits the precinct, many people have gathered around
the sidewalk. Natalya approaches him as he reaches the crowd.
Aidan turns and shyly shrugs.
NATALYA
OK. Thank you?
He just turns and walks off, leaving a confused Natalya
watching on--
He vanishes amongst the masses.
INT. QUEENS DINER | DAY
AIDAN keeps his head low but between bites of his roasted
chicken dinner, his eyes scan--
He sits alone amidst a fairly busy environment of families,
couples, and college groups. The waitresses rush to their
duties.
MOMENTS LATER
Aidan pays the cashier with a few bills, she keeps the
change.
EWAN MCGREGOR enters and passes by, snarling at him. Aidan
ignores it and leaves the diner. Ewan watches him go than
takes a seat in a booth.
EXT. DINER | CONTINUOUS
Aidan struts along the crowded sidewalk, keeping aware. His
eyes become locked--
MARILLA MCKAY (27), beautifully kept with a touch of class,
carries a conversation on her cell phone as she paces towards
him.
His steps begin to drag, he stares into--
Her green eyes, just before they close with frustration. She
heads right for him, strained as she speaks--
He watches curiously, admirably--
Her eyes open, she stares but not at anything in particular--
He’s mesmerized, staring, dazed--
They collide into one another, her phone flies out of her
hand--
Aidan takes a step back and reaches, catching it before it
strikes the ground--
He straightens himself and turns, she’s impressed. He hands
the phone over to her.
He shrugs. They begin looking at one another, an awkward
silence, people passing around them as if they are pylons.
They both become shy.
She examines him, catches him doing the same.
He reluctantly nods.
She smiles. He cannot help but smile back.
His cell phone VIBRATES. He pulls it out of his pocked and
opens it--
A text message, reading:
From: Johnny. Frank wants you to come in.
He closes the phone and glances up to her.
He nods.
Aidan chuckles, sort of confused. She smiles and waves it
off.
He nods and smiles.
She chuckles.
He turns and walks off, vanishing into the crowd. She watches
for a moment, then turns to face Ewan who comes to a
storming halt.
Marilla shrugs.
Ewan waves her off and turns walking toward the Diner
entrance.
He turns and faces her, holding the door open.
She glowers and walks toward the door, her head low--
Aidan watches on over his shoulder as he continues down the
sidewalk. He glances away and then fades into the masses--
_________________________________________________________________________________
EXT. MANHATTAN | DAY
The midday sun cuts through the city landscape--
Below, the streets are flooded with a slow flow of vehicles
and pedestrians. The usual activity at this time of day.
EXT. 13TH PRECINCT | DAY
A short-haired male in police uniform strolls toward the
entrance, glances right--
NATALYA KOVALEV (23), catches the gaze but turns her
attention back to VLADDY KOVALEV (50) who address a crowd of
reporters. ARKADI (47), DESYA (17) and DIMITRI KOVALEV (21)
watch on--
The male continues through the open door and up the steps--
INT. 13TH PRECINCT 3RD FLOOR | CONTINUOUS
THREE CROOKED COPS, wearing casual attire, stroll down a
hall, mid-conversation.
CROOKED COP 1
We just got him an hour ago, alone,
but with ki’s. He’s in a room right now.
We just got him an hour ago, alone,
but with ki’s. He’s in a room right now.
Crooked Cop 2 smiles and rubs his hands together.
CROOKED COP 2
(Irish Accent)
Aye, Seamus is sure gonna be happy. You know how
(Irish Accent)
Aye, Seamus is sure gonna be happy. You know how
long he’s been waiting for something like this?
Crooked Cop 3 nods.
CROOKED COP 3
(Welsh Accent)
Too fucking long.
(Welsh Accent)
Too fucking long.
They make a turn down an adjacent hall.
2ND FLOOR
The short-haired male, his head low, strolls through down a
hall, one of THEM. Other OFFICERS pass paying no attention.
The male reaches a room and opens the door, stepping in,
passing a sign reading “Security Room.” He closes the door
behind him.
A security camera, a red recording-light glowing, rests above
the door.
SECURITY ROOM
An OFFICER, listening to an Ipod, sits in front of several
screens. His eyes are closed and he HUMS a song melody.
The male approaches from behind, pulling out a knife. When
within reach he slams the butt of the knife to the side of
the OFFICERS head.
The OFFICER slouches, unconscious, a stream of blood pouring
from his skull.
The male scans the screens, one of them catches his eye--
ON SCREEN 8:
The THREE CROOKED OFFICERS stand in front of an interrogation
room.
The male turns and finds a large power source and unplugs
everything in it. All of the screens go black and everything
in the room shuts off except the light above.
3RD FLOOR
A camera rests above in the corner of a room. It’s red
recording light flicks off--
CROOKED COP 1 stares through a one-way window at a handcuffed
MOBSTER sitting on a chair in one of the interrogation rooms.
CROOKED COP 1
(into Cell Phone)
Yeah, we’re just about to talk to him Seamus... OK.
(into Cell Phone)
Yeah, we’re just about to talk to him Seamus... OK.
I’ll let you know as soon as we know.
He hangs up and pockets the phone.
CROOKED COP 3 (O.S.)
You shouldn’t be talking to him in here.
You shouldn’t be talking to him in here.
He ignores that.
CROOKED COP 2 (O.S.)
So he hasn’t said nothing yet, aye?
So he hasn’t said nothing yet, aye?
Shakes his head.
CROOKED COP 2 (O.S.) (CONT'D)
How do you know he made a deal with Gardner then?
How do you know he made a deal with Gardner then?
CROOKED COP 1
We know he works with Vanzini and the Bagleiri’s.
We know he works with Vanzini and the Bagleiri’s.
Crooked Cop 2 shrugs, and glances to Crooked Cop 3 who
smiles.
CROOKED COP 2
Okay, well that’s a start. Now, we just gotta make him squeal.
Okay, well that’s a start. Now, we just gotta make him squeal.
They all move towards the door, Crooked Cop 3 reluctantly
turns to them.
CROOKED COP 3
Yeah, and we better hurry before the Gwyllion shows up.
Yeah, and we better hurry before the Gwyllion shows up.
They all chuckle. Crooked Cop 2 pushes past and opens the
door, entering the room.
INTERROGATION ROOM 3
He stops and stares at the seated Mobster. The other cops
enter and stand on each side.
Crooked Cop 2 lightly pushes the door, It slowly begins to
close--
A foot stops it--
The door is kicked open, crooked cop 2 is knocked over--
AIDAN BAGLEIRI (29), short-haired, mysterious green eyes,
wearing a police uniform, enters into the room--
He quickly draws two silenced pistols, aiming, and SHOOTING both Crooked
Cop 1 and 3 in the face--
Crooked Cop 2 stands and turns around--
Facing a long silencer barrel, it FIRES--
He takes a bullet in the eye, falling dead.
Aidan glances to the Mobster, who nervously glances at the bodies then
makes eye contact, recognizing--
MOBSTER
Aidan? Aidan Bagleiri?
Aidan? Aidan Bagleiri?
He motions around the room.
MOBSTER (CONT'D)
This is you?
This is you?
Aidan aims the pistol. The Mobster slowly begins to rise.
MOBSTER (CONT'D)
No. Aidan, I know Johnny and Frank. I’m close with them.
No. Aidan, I know Johnny and Frank. I’m close with them.
Come on, I’m not gonna say anything.
AIDAN
You know my name.
You know my name.
Aidan FIRES twice, fatal shots to the Mobster’s chest. He
turns, holsters the pistols and exits the room, closing the
door behind him.
HALLWAY
He pass a fire alarm, pulling it, loud BEEPING begins, he
turns opening a door to a stairway, taking it down. The door
closes behind.
EXT. 13TH PRECINCT | MOMENTS LATER
Aidan exits the precinct, many people have gathered around
the sidewalk. Natalya approaches him as he reaches the crowd.
NATALYA
Excuse me, officer, what’s going on in there?
Excuse me, officer, what’s going on in there?
Aidan turns and shyly shrugs.
AIDAN
I’m not quite sure. Someone should make an announcement soon.
I’m not quite sure. Someone should make an announcement soon.
NATALYA
OK. Thank you?
He just turns and walks off, leaving a confused Natalya
watching on--
He vanishes amongst the masses.
INT. QUEENS DINER | DAY
AIDAN keeps his head low but between bites of his roasted
chicken dinner, his eyes scan--
He sits alone amidst a fairly busy environment of families,
couples, and college groups. The waitresses rush to their
duties.
MOMENTS LATER
Aidan pays the cashier with a few bills, she keeps the
change.
EWAN MCGREGOR enters and passes by, snarling at him. Aidan
ignores it and leaves the diner. Ewan watches him go than
takes a seat in a booth.
EXT. DINER | CONTINUOUS
Aidan struts along the crowded sidewalk, keeping aware. His
eyes become locked--
MARILLA MCKAY (27), beautifully kept with a touch of class,
carries a conversation on her cell phone as she paces towards
him.
His steps begin to drag, he stares into--
Her green eyes, just before they close with frustration. She
heads right for him, strained as she speaks--
He watches curiously, admirably--
Her eyes open, she stares but not at anything in particular--
He’s mesmerized, staring, dazed--
They collide into one another, her phone flies out of her
hand--
Aidan takes a step back and reaches, catching it before it
strikes the ground--
He straightens himself and turns, she’s impressed. He hands
the phone over to her.
MARILLA
Nice catch.
Nice catch.
He shrugs. They begin looking at one another, an awkward
silence, people passing around them as if they are pylons.
AIDAN MARILLA
Sorry for running... Um, sorry for bumping...
Sorry for running... Um, sorry for bumping...
They both become shy.
MARILLA
Wasn’t really paying attention...Was on the phone.
AIDAN
Yeah, me too. Well, I wasn’t on the phone, just uh, distracted.
Yeah, me too. Well, I wasn’t on the phone, just uh, distracted.
She examines him, catches him doing the same.
MARILLA
You look familiar. I feel like I’ve met you before.
You look familiar. I feel like I’ve met you before.
AIDAN
I was thinking the same thing...
I was thinking the same thing...
MARILLA
Weird.
Weird.
He reluctantly nods.
MARILLA (CONT'D)
I’m Marilla.
I’m Marilla.
AIDAN
Aidan.
Aidan.
She smiles. He cannot help but smile back.
MARILLA
Nice to meet you, Aidan.
Nice to meet you, Aidan.
AIDAN
Same, Marilla.
Same, Marilla.
His cell phone VIBRATES. He pulls it out of his pocked and
opens it--
A text message, reading:
From: Johnny. Frank wants you to come in.
He closes the phone and glances up to her.
MARILLA
Duty calls?
Duty calls?
He nods.
MARILLA (CONT'D)
Yeah, I’m also supposed to be meeting up with someone right
around here. Trying to tell them my exact location, I got lost, well
sort of took off from my convey.
Yeah, I’m also supposed to be meeting up with someone right
around here. Trying to tell them my exact location, I got lost, well
sort of took off from my convey.
Aidan chuckles, sort of confused. She smiles and waves it
off.
MARILLA (CONT'D)
It’s a long story.
It’s a long story.
He nods and smiles.
AIDAN
Yeah, we all got our share of those.
Yeah, we all got our share of those.
She chuckles.
MARILLA
Well, take care.
Well, take care.
AIDAN
You too.
You too.
He turns and walks off, vanishing into the crowd. She watches
for a moment, then turns to face Ewan who comes to a
storming halt.
EWAN
Marilla, what the fuck are you doing? I’ve been sitting inside
waiting for you.
Marilla, what the fuck are you doing? I’ve been sitting inside
waiting for you.
Marilla shrugs.
MARILLA
Well I’m right here. I thought you’d be waiting for me outside?
Well I’m right here. I thought you’d be waiting for me outside?
Ewan waves her off and turns walking toward the Diner
entrance.
EWAN
Come on, the investors will be here any minute. I wanna make sure your
prepped enough, your dad’s got big expectations.
Come on, the investors will be here any minute. I wanna make sure your
prepped enough, your dad’s got big expectations.
MARILLA
(muttering)
He always does.
(muttering)
He always does.
He turns and faces her, holding the door open.
EWAN
(Sarcastic)
Just make sure you put on that beautiful smile the whole time.
(Sarcastic)
Just make sure you put on that beautiful smile the whole time.
She glowers and walks toward the door, her head low--
Aidan watches on over his shoulder as he continues down the
sidewalk. He glances away and then fades into the masses--
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Up To Speed
So far to date, ONE Entertainment has been involved in the production of 5 videos. All of these videos were filmed and produced with substandard equipment and resources, most, in fact, with a handycam. Regardless, they have been fun and a lot of experience has been gained. Some of them can be viewed via the links below.
Our 2nd Video, Provizion Pro-mo Video
Our 3rd Video, Provizion - The Wave Directions
Our 5th Video
Our 2nd Video, Provizion Pro-mo Video
Our 3rd Video, Provizion - The Wave Directions
Our 5th Video
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