Thursday 29 September 2011

1st Draft of script

Int. Victoria Coach Station. Day

A coach comes into the station and as people start getting out we cut to a shot of 'The Immigrant' with a big backpack, looking around slightly bewildered. In his hand he holds a plastic bag full of apples

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
Yes, Yes, Yes. I finally reached my destination. After everything I've gone through, this is it, my utopia. It does seem strange, however, this country. Oh well I will yet learn to love it.


Ext. Central London. Day

Immigrant' now leaves station and goes outside (with the backpack) walks around London, there is no voiceover but some lighthearted, positive music plays while there are a couple of shots of him walking past some famous landmarks. The bag of apples stays with him.


Ext. At Trafalgar Square. Day

'Immigrant' now goes to see famous landmarks; Trafalgar square, London eye. At Trafalgar square he has his head constantly tilted up and he never takes his eyes of the column. He bites an apple while his eyes stay fixated on the column.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
Wow. Wow. Wow. Just Wow. This is amazing, I have never seen anything so big and amazing with such strength pulsating off it.


Ext. Outside London Eye. Day

At the London Eye his head keeps turning in a circular motion.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
Singing - You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby Finishes singing. I need to eat an apple.


Ext. Central London. Day

A long shot of the immigrant in a crowd smiling and as the camera zooms in as he raise an apple to his mouth and the camera finishes zooming in when the whole screen is filled with just the apple. (Positive really happy music plays until zooming finishes when the music suddenly ends.)

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
I love this place, I could have never expected to be so lucky and to get to live in such an amazing city.

Ext. Bad part of London. NIght or Dark

(A darker more sinister music starts playing) Slowly the camera zooms out from the apple and the character's face has changed - not quite sad but neither is it happy. The surroundings are dark, maybe industrial.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
Well this feels more like home. I guess I should be grateful it's not any worse.


Ext. Council Flats etc. Day

Walks out of some flat that's in a very mediocre area and as he goes to a bus stop he has a shoulder bag. Somebody stumbles into him without even acknowledging that it takes place and the bag falls off with apples spilling out while the 'somebody' doesn't stop to help.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
My precious. My precious, I will save you!!!!!!!


Ext. Outside school. Day

The immigrant is in a suit and proceeds to go into an office. Camera looks at the door, people go past and time is sped up until he exits the room. 

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
As he's going in - Let's see what job I am able to get with my qualifications.
As he's coming out - Well it's not exactly what I hoped for but the prospects for a promotion are high. Never know when it may happen so just in case i wIll stay in my suit.


Int. In school. Day

Initially only a limited view of the immigrant in a suit is visible but then as camera zooms out you see that he's either sweeping or mopping the floor.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
[Whistles some positive tune]


Int. In school. Day

Goes on mopping the floor and puts his hand in his pocket and as he fumbles around his face becomes scared, checks other pockets but as he cannot find what he's looking for, he drops the mop and runs around school until he finally goes into a small room and there sitting on a table he sees an apple and a close up of his face shows a smile.

The Immigrant
(Voiceover)
When Starts running - Benny Hill tune

Screen cuts to black.
Credits roll with apples in the background.

Comment:
We decided to have no dialogue as it allows us to keep in line with the common short film conventions but it additionally borrows from classic silent films where the story was told through expressions and cinematography, not just words.

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