April 27th 2013 11PM
The scene below actually happened. Everything written down was actually said, nothing added. Maybe paraphrased.
It was a terrible experience, but I thought I could make something out of it. Otherwise, the moment just becomes... tragic.
I might actually shoot this scene. It'd be healthy, if anything.
Names were changed.
[cold open to full shot, slow TRACK (not zoom) into wide shot] (Joseph sits in chair, looking down at phone on his desk. The phone vibrates against his desk)
[cut to slow TRACK from close up shot of phone to over the shoulder shot]
(The call is from Alex. The phone vibrates against the desk loudly)
[slow TRACK from wide shot to head shot]
[match-cut to still head shot of Joseph sitting in passenger seat, looking down at phone]
[cut to over the shoulder shot, revealing that phone is almost dead]
(Joseph looks at phone, deep in thought)
[cut to medium shot from right of car, focus on Joseph. Focus switches to Alex]
(Alex leans into window, outside driver seat door)
Alex: Let's go.
[cut to head shot of Joseph, slow TRACK into close up]
Alex: (nonchalant/impatient) Let's goooooo!
Alex: Joe. Hellooooo? Joe?
[match cut to still close up of Joseph at his desk]
[cut to over the shoulder shot of phone]
(phone continues to vibrate for SEVERAL seconds)
[cut to full shot from Joseph's left]
(Joseph slams his hand onto phone and picks it up. He gets up and walks out door)
[camera tracks out doorway as Joseph leaves room, continue track until cut]
[full shot of door to room 2 from inside]
(Joseph opens door and rushes in)
[camera pans from door along with Joseph]
(Joseph answers phone)
Joseph: What do you want?
[cut to high angle wide shot of Joseph, 3/4 of his right]
[from this point, multiple takes will be taken and shots will be edited]
Joseph: What the fuck do you want?
Alex: (nonchalant) Haha... Glad to hear you're still alive.
Joseph: You got some balls calling me.
Alex: What do you mean?
Joseph: You got some balls calling me after last night. Do you remember what happened last night?
Joseph: You offered to buy me a gun so I could kill myself. You drove me to the gun store. See, that's the kind of person you are. Do you understand that? You did that. You're the piece of shit that did that.
Alex: (nonchalant) Yeah. Okay. So...?
Joseph: You're really something, you know that? Do you know what I did when I got home after all that shit? I figured I might not be able to get a gun, but I can get some bullets. So I got my hands on some rounds. I typed up a note, cleaned myself up, put on a suit, put a bullet to my face and lit a lighter.
Alex: Did you go through with it?
Joseph: What the fuck do you think, asshole?
Alex: So, no?
Joseph: No. Now, what do you have to say about that?
Alex: It depends.
Joseph: What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Alex: I'll have to ask you some questions.
Joseph: Listen to you. You don't even care, do you?
Alex: I never said I didn't care about-
Joseph: You've got a lot to say, Alex. You think you're so smart. You've figured out life. If you've figured out life, Alex, why the fuck are you so alone? Do you think I believe you when you say something as stupid as "I prefer to be lonely?"
Alex: Whoa, hey. Let's not put words in each others mouths, I never said that I like being alone.
Joseph: Are you fucking serious? You said you had no friends, and then you said you wouldn't prefer it any other way. You said that. Or did you forget?
Alex: What I meant was-
Joseph: You know what I got out of last night, Alex? You're full of shit. That's all that I learned from you. You have a lot to say, but it's all SHIT, you're full of SHIT. What do you have to say to that?
[cut to shot of Alex, silhouetted by window]
[cut back to shot of Joseph]
Joseph: Are you thinking about what to say? SAY SOMETHING.
Joseph: I say this as one fucked up individual to another; Get your shit together.
(Joseph hangs up the phone and tosses it onto a table.)
What? I can't hear you! I have a BANANA in my ear!