One More Day

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  1. arckrc44

    arckrc44 Member

    This is the script I'm currently producing, we're a little ways off to the completion, but I wanted everyone here to read it. This is the first half of the script, the second half is posted as the first reply to this post. Please forgive the formatting as it didn't carry over from my original script.



    Just One More Day

    INT. WILL’S APARTMENT - NIGHT

    Sitting alone on his couch is WILLIAM RHODES, a mid 20’s,
    scruffy looking man with heavy eyes, wearing a black T-shirt
    and shorts.

    He sits in a dirty apartment. On the coffee table in front
    of him is stacks of envelopes with bold lettered red "Bill
    Due: Final Warning" on each of them. The TV is on without
    sound.

    He stares down at his lap unmoving. In his right hand <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy>.

    A tear comes down his cheek.

    He slowly places <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy>
    and stares at the
    TV. He inhales deeply and exhales slowly, places

    <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy>. The
    TV flashes text on the screen "SUICIDE HOTLINE"

    <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy> on the floor and pulls at his hair.
    He hunches forward and screams. He bangs the coffee table
    and flips it over.

    The TV flashes the Text "We Want To
    Help: Call 1-800-555-1212"

    Will reaches to the floor and pulls up his cell phone. He
    stares at the TV and dials the number into the phone.
    He sits back on the couch and puts the phone to his ear.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    Suicide Hotline your name please?

    WILL
    It doesn’t matter.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    I understand sir, what is
    happening.

    WILL
    I wanna die...

    OPERATOR (O.S.)

    I understand. Tell me what’s
    wrong.

    WILL
    I’m alone... About to get
    evicted. I’m 25 and haven’t done
    shit with my life.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    I’m sorry for what you’re going
    through sir. Is there anyone you
    can talk to who can give you some
    support?

    Will lays on the couch.

    WILL
    No, not really.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    Okay. Do you have a job?

    WILL
    Not anymore.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    What about family. Where are your
    parents or siblings.

    WILL

    My parents gave up on me long ago
    and my sister is dead.
    Will sighs.

    WILL
    I thought you all would be able to
    help me, but I’m just going to end
    it tonight.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)

    I’m sorry about your parents not
    understanding you and for the loss
    of your sister. How do you plan to
    kill yourself?

    WILL
    I’m just going to <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy>.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    What will happen if you die, who
    will be sad?

    WILL
    No one’s gonna give a shit if I
    die. Maybe my mom, but my asshole

    WILL
    father will just say I was a
    coward.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    That’s tough. Can I just ask one
    thing from you?

    WILL
    Sure.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    Just give it one more day.

    WILL
    What the hell for?

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    Because you never know what good
    things can happen.

    WILL
    You know how many days make up 35
    years?

    Will sits up and clenches his fist. Sits back and
    breathes. His eyes get watery.

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    I understand. This is the first
    time you’ve reached out for help
    though right?

    WILL
    Yeah?

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    So that’s a good thing. It means
    you must have some hope left. So
    why not just give it one more
    day? And tomorrow, do something
    different than you did today.

    WILL
    different like what?

    OPERATOR (O.S.)

    Like anything, clean your
    apartment, talk to a stranger,
    anything really.

    WILL
    It won’t matter, but sure and what
    after when my life still sucks?

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    Call me directly. My direct line is

    702 555 1212.

    WILL
    What’s your name?

    OPERATOR (O.S.)
    It’s Sarah, what’s yours?

    WILL
    That was my sister’s name. I’m
    Will.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Talk to you tomorrow Will.

    Will ends the call. He picks up the coffee table and places
    the papers and magazines back. He picks a pen off the floor
    and writes the number down, then Sarah above it. He stares
    at the name, circles Sarah’s name.

    He turns the TV off and lies down on the couch.

    WILL
    One more day...

    INT. WILL’S APARTMENT - DAY

    Will awakens slowly, stares at the ceiling. He rubs his
    eyes and sighs a long deep breath. He jumps off the couch
    and picks up the piece of paper with Sarah’s phone number
    written on it.

    He places it on the side table next to his couch.
    He looks around his apartment. There are dishes and clothes
    lying scattered about. Food wrappings and clutter
    everywhere. He brushes his finger on the table and looks to
    see thick dust.

    Close up of Will’s face showing a slightly determined look.

    In fast motion, Will cleans the entire apartment. He picks
    everything up, brings clothes to the washer/dryer. He
    washes all the dishes in the dishwasher. Scrubs floors,
    dusts furniture. He vacuums and rearranges.

    He jumps in the shower. He gets out, combs his hair and
    puts fresh clothes on. He runs into the living room, unplugs
    his cell from the wall. He looks out the window. It’s
    begun to get dark.

    Will runs into the kitchen and opens the fridge. Nothing
    there except a few pieces of american cheese and a half
    drunk coke.

    He opens the freezer. Sitting alone in the middle is a
    small frozen pizza. Will smiles.

    He turns the oven on and places the pizza inside. He looks
    at the clock. 8:23. He walks into the living room.
    He sits on the couch, turns the TV on and then pulls out the
    piece of paper and stares at it.

    Close up of Will’s face.

    The room goes dark and silent. The appliances shut
    off. The digital clock in the kitchen is black.

    Will sighs.

    He flips his cell phone open and uses the light to see the
    number for Sarah on the paper. He dials it into the
    phone. The phone rings.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Suicide Hotline, this is Sarah.

    WILL
    It’s me, Will.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Hello Will! You made it one more
    day! And...?

    WILL
    And my fuckin power just turned
    off. I’m starving too, damn pizza
    wasn’t done cooking in the oven.

    Sarah laughs.

    WILL
    Why’s that funny?

    SARAH (O.S.)
    I’m sorry, it’s just that you sound
    a little more... alive, then
    yesterday.

    Will leans back on his couch and rubs his head.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    I’m sorry Will. Aside from the
    power going off, how did things go
    for you today?

    WILL
    I mean, I fully cleaned my
    apartment. I was... happy it was
    clean and now I can’t see the
    fucking place.

    Sarah snickers.

    WILL
    And I had this little 59 cent pizza
    in the oven. I mean.. I JUST put
    the fuckin thing in the oven and
    poof...

    Sarah howls in laughter. Will’s eyes flash angrily in the
    dark, but Sarah keeps laughing and then Will laughs too.
    They both stop.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    I’m so sorry I was laughing Will,
    it’s not at you, it’s just the way
    you were saying it, was really
    funny.

    WILL
    Glad we could laugh at my
    expense. The power going off,
    that’s a sign.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    No, Will, that’s what made us laugh
    tonight and who knows what will
    happen tomorrow.

    WILL
    Tomorrow?

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Yes, tomorrow. Tomorrow figure out
    the problem of getting your power
    back on.

    WILL
    What difference does that
    make? I’ll be kicked out next week
    anyway.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Don’t worry about next
    week. Tomorrow, worry only about
    the electric okay?

    Will sighs and chuckles.

    WILL
    One more day?

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Please.

    WILL
    Fine. Don’t know what I’m going to
    do, but, yeah, one more.

    SARAH (O.S.)
    Good! Call me tomorrow night.

    WILL
    Yeah.

    Will closes his phone. He rubs his stomach and feels his
    way to the kitchen. He opens the oven and pulls out the
    still frozen pizza, breaks off a piece and crunches it.

    INT. WILL’S APARTMENT - MORNING

    Will wakes up slowly. He stares over at the coffee table
    and gun. He grabs <Mod Edit - Methods - Acy> under the sofa
    cushion.

    He picks up the clump of envelopes and finds the Electric
    Bill. He opens it. 160.00 Over Due in bold red letters.
    He puts the envelope down. Opens his phone, the battery
    meter is full.

    He walks into his kitchen and grabs a coffee can from the
    fridge and spills bills and change onto the counter. He
    counts the money and change.

    WILL
    Eleven fucking dollars...

    He stuffs the money into his pockets and walks out the front
    door.

    INT. WILL’S PARENTS HOUSE - DAY


    A door bell rings. PATRICIA RHODES walks to the front door
    and opens it. Standing there is her son Will.
    Patricia stares at Will, here eyes slightly bulged and mouth
    agape.

    WILL
    Mother.

    PATRICIA
    Will, honey. Come in.

    Will walks in hesitantly.

    WILL
    Where is he?

    PATRICIA
    At work. Are you hungry? I can
    whip you something up.

    WILL
    Yeah, please. Actually, mom, I
    need some help. My electric just
    got turned off and I’m still trying
    to find work so.

    They walk into the kitchen where Patricia opens the fridge
    pulls out sandwich meat, mayo, pickles, grabs bread and
    places it on the counter.
    Will sits on the chair in front of the counter.

    PATRICIA
    Oh honey, you still haven’t found a
    job?

    Will grabs his head and slumps.

    PATRICIA
    You really need to be working
    Will. The age you are now, you
    need to get all of your-

    WILL
    The electric bill mom. I need
    $160.00 for it to be turned back
    on.

    Patricia spreads mayo on the bread and puts the sandwich
    together. She places it on a plate and pushes it to
    Will. She opens the fridge and grabs a coke and gives it to
    him.

    PATRICIA
    I can give you what I have set
    aside. Get your electric back on
    and get some food. You look thin.

    Will devours his sandwich.

    WILL
    Thanks mom.

    PATRICIA
    Don’t tell your father.

    WILL
    Why the hell would I talk to that
    bastard?

    PATRICIA
    (Angrily)
    Don’t you call him that William
    Rhodes Jr!

    Will takes a sip from the can of coke.

    Patricia reaches her purse and opens a small pocket on the
    inside and pulls out a wad of twenties.

    PATRICIA
    Your father is a good man. When we
    lost Sarah, he, just took all the
    blame.

    WILL
    He took it out on me mom, on me.

    PATRICIA
    Young man you have no idea what we
    went through. A loss like
    that... No parent should ever have
    to endure that kind of pain.

    Patricia tears up and counts 12 twenty dollar bills and
    hands them to Will.

    Will takes the money and looks at his mother. His eyes
    become sad. He pushes the empty plate forward.
    He pockets the money and stands. Patricia looks at Will and
    wipes her eyes. Will walks to her and gives her a hug.

    WILL
    I have to go mom. Thanks for the
    food and money.

    PATRICIA
    It’s fine honey. Please...

    Patricia cups her son’s face in her hands and pulls him
    close.

    PATRICIA
    Please, make something of
    yourself. You’re smart. And try
    to forgive your father. You both
    need to talk and get the past
    cleared up.

    WILL
    Just trying to get through the day
    mom. I love you.

    Will walks out of the kitchen and to the front door. He
    glances at the wall. There is a picture of a younger him and
    his sister. He sighs.
     
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  2. Daphna

    Daphna Well-Known Member

    I LOVE IT! It bright tears to my eyes!!!!!! You captured everything. I am already your number one fan. Great job!!! :hug: You have such a gift, and this movie is going to touch lives. I know it. Bravo!
     
  3. arckrc44

    arckrc44 Member

    Thank you Daphna! I'm thrilled that you liked it so much! I am working diligently to get this film out there. We are moving fast to get it onto screen, I'll keep the board here updated on all the progress.
     
  4. arckrc44

    arckrc44 Member

    Bumping this to keep it next to its second part.
     
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