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Rated: E · Script/Play · Drama · #2206818
1st go at Scriptwriting
FADE IN

EXT:AERIAL SHOT - DAY

Desolate, snow covered landscape approaching town. Zoom down to view of cemetery gates. Hearse enters slowly followed by small red car and police 4x4. Follow cortege to graveside.

SHIRLEY ADAMS is a social worker. Thirty something, smartly dressed. She exits driving seat of red car and moves to passenger side to help ...
JOHN BAXTER is an elderly man, frail, needing Shirley's support in the slippery conditions. Both move to graveside.
SHERIFF BOB HARRIS in uniform, joins them.

Four pall bearers carry the coffin from hearse to graveside. A MINISTER in full robes follows.

                   MINISTER
The Baxters built their homestead at the water hole, that came to be known as Baxter's Hollow, in a time when Indians still roamed the forests.

For generations the Baxter men have chosen strong women to carry on their line. Martha Baxter was the last survivor of this breed. Now, she too has gone to the happy hunting ground.

For as much as it has pleased Almighty God to take out of this world the soul of Martha Baxter, we therefore commit her body to the ground.


John is trying but failing to stand to attention. Minister's words fade out, music fades in. John throws handful of dirt in grave. Music fades out.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, looking for that blessed hope when the Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God, and the dead in Christ shall rise first.

Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with the Lord, wherefore comfort ye one another with these words.




                   SHIRLEY ADAMS
It's time to go, John.


Shirly takes John's arm and tries to lead him away.

                   JOHN
Don't wanna go. Oh Martha, why did you have to die.


                   SHIRLEY
Come on now, don't make a fuss. You'll catch your death out here.


                   JOHN
But I wanna go home.


                   SHIRLEY
Now, John, we've talked about this. You can't look after yourself. You'll like it at Shady Pines once you get used to it.


                   JOHN
I'll never get used to it, they’re all gaga.


                   SHIRLEY
Now, now, John, they’re nice people. You’ll soon make friends.


                   JOHN
But Baxter's Hollow is my home. It's where my girls are.


BOB HARRIS gives John a suspicious look.




SUBTITLE: One year ago.
INT: Farmhouse kitchen, open fire, chair beside it. Late fall. JOHN in chair reading paper with unlit pipe in his mouth. MARTHA BAXTER busy cooking.

                   MARTHA
Call Chloe in, John, supper's almost ready.


John is reading his paper and ignores her.

                   MARTHA
                   (Shouting)
John, it's getting dark outside and supper's almost ready. Will you please go and get the girl.


John slowly rises and moves stiffly to door, opens it. Wind blows in.

                   JOHN
                   (Shouting)
Chloe.



EXT: Farmyard - dusk
John coming out of the door. Follow John across small garden, along pathway, past woodshed, then barn to edge of waterhole where swing hangs from tree.

                   JOHN
                   (Shouting)
Chloe.


Wind rustling, shadows thrown over water, John shivers then retraces his route, falters when he comes to the woodshed.

John enters house.

INT: Farmhouse kitchen

                   JOHN
Has she come indoors?


John moves to the fire.

                   MARTHA{/indent}
No, can't you find her?


Martha takes a pot from the stove and wipes her hands on her apron.

                   MARTHA
She has to be out there somewhere. Go check the barn, maybe she's hiding.


John puts on a sheepskin jacket and goes to door.

EXT: Farmyard -Twilight

John walks to barn and struggles to open the door.

INT: Barn - dark

Entering, John gropes for an oil lamp hanging just inside, reaches in his pocket for his matches, lights the lamp. He moves around the barn then hears noise in a dark corner. It is rats.

                   JOHN
Must put some traps down.


John extinguishes the lamp and exits barn.

EXT: Farmyard - nearly dark
Moves to woodshed, quick look inside, then returns to house.

INT: Farmhouse

John enters from farmyard. Martha enters kitchen, anxious.

                   MARTHA
Where is she, John?


END ACT

ACT THREE
SUBTITLE:11 years ago
SCENE ONE
INT:Seedy bar. FRANKIE BAXTER is 17 years old and wayward. Also in the bar are HERBY WALK, BARMAN, and various other men. FRANKIE has her arm around two men.

FRANKIE(SLURRING)

So, which of you boys is gonna buy me a drink?


FIRST GUY

Get the lady whatever she’s drinking


BARMAN reluctantly poured the rye whiskey and put it in front of her. She downed it in one.

FRANKIE

Now, which o’ you is gonna dance with me?


From the corner booth HERBY watched as his girl slow danced with the stranger. He couldn’t fail to miss the guy’s hands wondering down to cup her behind, or the fact that Frankie made no attempt to stop him. As the music stopped the pair headed back to the bar, Frankie needing a supporting arm to make it.

SECOND GUY

Another drink for the lady


HERBY moves over to the bar.

HERBY

Make that a coffee, I think you’ve had enough for one night


FIRST GUY

Who do you think you are?


HERBY

The guy she’s going home with


SCENE TWO
EXT:Front of the Baxter homestead. Late night. HERBY and FRANKIE are entwined in a passionate kiss. JOHN enters from house.

JOHN(SHOUTING)

Frankie, do you know what time it is? Get yourself into the house, girl


FRANKIE ignores him and continues to kiss HERBY.

JOHN

When I tell you to come in, you do as you're told


JOHN grabs FRANKIE by the arm and pulls her toward the house.

JOHN

Go home, boy, and don’t come round here again


FRANKIE

Night, Herby


JOHN drags FRANKIE into the house.

END SCENE
SCENE THREE
SUBTITLED:A month later
INT:Hallway of the Baxter house. Front door is open. FRANKIE and HERBY stand in the doorway. A suitcase stands beside them. JOHN and MARTHA stand in the hallway.

FRANKIE

Poppa, Momma, Herby and I got married


FRANKIE displays the ring.

JOHN

And where do you think you're gonna live?


FRANKIE

Poppa, we're gonna live here, of course


JOHN

Over my dead body. Son, you're a married man now. You gotta take responsibility for your wife. Get yourself a job and find somewhere of your own to live.







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