She aims and without flinching shoots Wolf's dick clear to the Philippines. Literally.
We see a map of the Philippines and a dick breaking through. http://www.youtube.com/...
anonymous (street meat)
We're looking at a computer screen where the image is broken up. The camera revolves around the characters.
The resolution appears at random times in pixelization -- and the screen looks like a mosaic image. The screen breaks up in sections and reconstitutes itself to a clear image.
The dialogue is in and out of sync when the image reappears. (The effect could be grainy and similar to that of an old Outer Limits episode "you can control the vertical and control the horizontal").
One scene is intercut one into the other, with glimpses of Megan (in color) during the conversation in black and white, and afterwards.
Shoot in black and white slow motion and color. Sound in real time to express an unreal expansion of time -- to show a violent scene as it really is and put some sting into the violence.
REAL PARALLEL WORLD
The sky is pink with a superheated thick layer of smog. It pulses with yellow as it blankets a dust storm. The only sound is that of the RISING WIND.
Flurries of debris form whirlpools around a vast urban landscape.
The streets are crowded with slow-moving undetermined figures, as an expensive-looking black sedan speeds through.
Something looms out of the maelstrom. It's a brown rectangular skyscraper. A song is HEARD.
BILLY HOLIDAY SONG
"Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck. For the rain to gather. For the wind to suck. For the sun to rot. For the tree to drop. Here is a strange and bitter crop. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south. The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth."
MEGAN
It's not a matter of a free house, it's a matter of banks being caught in their own game of fraud and being allowed to get away with it. Banks are the enemy of the people.
A glint of metal.
A security-gated entrance reflects off the car's glossy exterior.
INT OFFICE DAY
MEGAN (28), touches the invisible SCREEN on her iPad.
A dust storm alert is heard and we SEE a street detour is instructed on a map.
DR. WOLF (50) whips to her side. A bald shrink wearing a dark suit, white shirt and skinny tie.
Wolf looks bored as he takes notes on a similarly sophisticated iPad -- only, this iPad model is solid, not transparent.
Megan sits on one of TWO METAL FOLDING CHAIRS in an otherwise bare room. The screen breaks up.
MEGAN
We turned our backs. Briefly. On what we knew was right and good and moral. We looked at danger and we said, yes.
WOLF
I see.
MEGAN
Smiling.
WOLF
I see.
The screen image reappears in focus. We see that Branded on her wrist is # 537435.
MEGAN
We fell for the wrong idea. Downed that extra drink. Took the wrong road.
WOLF
What was that?
MEGAN
My favorite. Peach Vodka Martini with a twist.
We see the fleeting, subliminal image of a peach martini. A bottle of vodka.
WOLF
I meant the road.
Quick cut. We see a road.
MEGAN
You know how society persecutes a shrewd woman.
He's suddenly interested. Quick cut. We see a winding road. It's dark.
WOLF
In what way?
MEGAN
In every possible way. They say I'm a habitual liar. And a bitch. Otherwise, I'd be a simple, hard working good ol' boy blowing off steam.
INTERCUT SUBLIMINAL FLASH TO PARALLEL DIGITAL WORLD
Dr. Wolf's hand as he undresses Megan.
Wolf's clothes are off to the side, away from the two of them.
Her garter belt is yanked off and he brings her head down by the hair to his crotch.
Wolf opens his pant zipper, demanding a blow job. And he gets what he wants.
He pushes her head down.
WOLF
That's right, baby. Deep into your esophagus.
She gags and gasps.
WOLF
That's all you got, baby?
Megan reaches between her legs and pulls out a PEARL-HANDLED .45 FUCKING MAGNUM from between her legs. A dialogue bubble reads "it's a Magnum."
She aims and without flinching shoots Wolf's dick clear to the Philippines. Literally.
We see a map of the Philippines and a dick breaking through.
There's a hole in Wolf's crotch through which we can see Megan.
MEGAN
This is how we talk to each other in this world.
BACK TO SCENE REAL PARALLEL WORLD
Megan's session with Dr. Wolf continues.
WOLF
It seems you have no other psychiatric history?
MEGAN
This is my first open head surgery, Doctor. Ever.
He looks down at his notes.
INTERCUT SUBLIMINAL FLASHES OF PREVIOUS SCENE
We HEAR the GRINDING noise of a street sweeper over the road image.
BACK TO SCENE
We look at a computer screen again. The screen breaks up and reconfigures.
She turns on her surly sultry charm. Flirts.
MEGAN
Like your bare head.
An expectant moment on Megan's part.
MEGAN
Is there anyone else that this is happening to? What's happening to me, I mean.
WOLF
I ask the questions.
FADE OUT
anynymous (street meat). Credits.
Migdia Chinea UCLA MFA TFTDM Screenwriting & Digital Media