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Rated: 18+ · Script/Play · Horror/Scary · #883185
This is a short story in screenplay format.
The Man in the Green Trench Coat

This script is written in screenplay format. It is overlaid in marks. It is written, as you would see it on screen. Here are some examples to help in the reading.

EXT:means exterior

INT:means interior

V.O.means voice over. This is when someone is speaking but is not in the scene. Example: someone on the phone or the thoughts of someone.

And who ever is speaking will have their name on top of their lines.


Hope this helps some.


THE MAN IN THE GREEN TRENCH COAT
Screenplay by MadManMike

EXT. RESIDENTIAL AREA - DENKER AVE. -NIGHT

Late evening, on November 28, 1969, a downpour hits the Torrance area hard from the incoming storm. Vehicles come to a complete stop. The wind contributes its part, by blowing rain in all directions, making it impossible for drivers to see.

CUT TO.

EXT: DALTON AVE. CUL-DE-SAC -NIGHT

CAMERA moves across residential neighborhood, as the skies light up from the lightning and the sound of thunder follows.
CAMERA scans a cul-de-sac avenue. There are only six houses on the small street. Three on the left, three on the right, and an empty lot at the end of the cul-de-sac.

A chain link fence runs along the back of the lot, behind the homes. Up against the fence is a pile of debris, gathered from the storm's wind.

Newspapers, tumbleweeds, and cardboard boxes are among the litter that is accumulating up against the fence. CAMERA pans closer to the debris. As the CAMERA zooms in closer, a face is seen, looking out from beneath the cardboards.

Keeping rain off his face, the man maneuvers one of the boxes over his head. The rain falls hard and fast, amplifying the sound as it continues the assault on the box and the man beneath it.

The rain lets up some, the man in the green trench coat lifts the box off his head to get a peek at the surroundings. He sees a car parked on the street, by the corner house on his right. The house is dark. No lights on the inside or out.

Two houses on the left have cars parked in the driveway. All the homes have the front porch light on. There are lights on in different parts of the home. Of course, except for the corner house on the right which is pitch black.

The man in the green trench coat notices the house closest to him has a large bay window, which is open. He sees a man on a comfortable chair, reading a magazine, who would look over his shoulder as if talking to someone in the house.

CUT TO.

EXT: END OF DALTON AVE. AT FENCE -NIGHT

MAN IN THE GREEN TRENCH COAT (V.O.)
What the hell am I doing here?
Why am I in this rainstorm, up
against this fence? Maybe what is
more important...who am I?


The man in the green trench coat grabs a tumbleweed down near his feet and brings it up towards his head. It is good concealment. The rain and wind begin to pick up their fury. Undercover, the man in the green trench coat begins checking the pockets of his pants and the trenchcoat pockets for any kind of ID.

Nothing. No wallet, no piece of paper. Then he feels a hard object in one of the long pockets of the trench coat. He pulls out a small, shiny silver hatchet, with a wood handle.

MAN IN THE GREEN TRENCH COAT
(to himself)
I have another question dear God...
what is the hatchet for?

He returns the hatchet to the pocket. Just then it feels like a hand comes into his head and takes a hold of his brain and squeezes it like a large bath sponge. The pain is so intense he can not keep his eyes open. Now the squeezing stops and a hard pounding to the top of his brain begins, making him upchuck through the chain link fence, eventually passing out.

Thirty minutes later, he wakes up, feeling like he has a hangover. He can deal with that now that the squeezing and pounding has subsided.

INSIDE HIS HEAD (V.O.)
Hey!

MAN IN THE GREEN TRENCH COAT
(nervous tone)
What?

VOICE IN HEAD (V.O.)
Don't have a cow, Nick.
You're not going insane.


NICK
(speaking out loud)
My name is Nick...I have a
name!

VOICE IN HEAD (V.O.)
There's a reason for you
not knowing who you are...but
you will, if you just gather
the clues. Gather the clues, Nick


Only drizzle is coming down now.
The wind is still blowing strong. Nick is thinking what his little friend said.

NICK
(to himself)
Gather up the clues.

VOICE IN HEAD (V.O.)
Hey Nick, listen, we all hope that
someday you'll grow to be a decent person.


NICK
Is this some kind of test?

VOICE IN HEAD (V.O.)
You complete this mission and all your
troubles will be erased.


Headlights from a vehicle up ahead, seem to lock on Nick. Quickly, he hides his head behind the tumbleweed.

He can see the light below him, on his face, but immediately travels down his body and it is gone. Nick peeks out from behind the tumbleweed to see a car making a left turn.

Nick's headache is coming back. Small explosions, he can hear inside his head.

NICK
Not now...I have a puzzle to solve.

The house on Nick's left, has drawn the drapes on the bay window. This makes Nick feel safer.

CUT TO.

EXT. LEFT CORNER HOUSE - NIGHT

A slamming of a door comes from the left corner house. Nick watches as a tall, silver haired man in a dark suit comes walking out to the driveway. A clicking sound is heard as the car's trunk opens. He takes out a briefcase. Slams the trunk door shut and returns back to the house.

CUT TO.

EXT. END OF CUL-DE-SAC, AT FENCE - NIGHT

VOICE IN HEAD (V.O.)
Bingo!

Nick laughs hysterically making himself pee. The warm liquid feels good so he continues to relieve himself.

NICK
I found my first clue...yeah buddy!

Nick feels the hand inside his head. This time it skips over the big squeeze and goes straight to the brain pounding session.

VOICE IN HEAD (V.0.)
Don't pass out now Nicky...
not now!


Unfortunately, the pounding is becoming much stronger and Nick grabs hold of the fence and vomits, then blacks out.

When Nick comes to, a tabloid paper blows into his face. He takes it and shoves it into one of the trench coats inner pockets.

NICK (to his inner voice)
This is another clue for me, right?

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
B-i-n-g-fuckin-o!

NICK (V.O.)
The lighting is too dim here.

Nick notices the street lamps at the corner of the cul-de-sac.

NICK (out loud to his voice)
I have no other options, do I?

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
Negative my friend. And you
must go now.


Nick pops up from the trash like a jack-in-the-box. He sits up against the fence for a few minutes, surveying his surroundings.

Feeling a sudden burst of optimism about his mission, the man in the green trench coat gets on his feet, a little off balance, he hangs on to the fence awhile. He becomes focused and force-marches up the street toward the corner.

CUT TO.

EXT. STREET CORNER - NIGHT

At the corner, Nick pulls out the wet paper from his pocket and unfolds it. At the bottom left corner is the date: April 15, 1969.
Next to the date is the name of the tabloid: The Earth's Weekly.

One of the articles takes up the top half page. It is advertising a new breakthrough in a health product called, "Ocean Relief." It claims to cure Arthritis, and that all the nutrients come from the seas of the South Pacific. Below that, a Company is selling their ultrasonic bug controller. Next to that, hotlines for Psychic readings.

None of the articles seems to have anything to do with Nick's mission. He turns the page over and immediately knows this is what he is suppose to read. The top quarter of the page is a picture of a flying saucer, hovering over a mountain. The words "UFO'S EXIST," is right above the picture. Below the photo reads,"ALIENS AMONG US. GOVERNMENT COVER-UPS!"

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
Bingo!

Nick is happy to get help from his inner friend. The rain picks up again. Nick folds the page up and places it in the inner pocket.

NICK
(eager)
Where do I go?

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
Look around, Nicky.

Nick looks down the block. The first thing he focuses in on is the Chrysler Desoto parked at the curb in front of the corner house with all the lights out. Nick knows this is it. He'll be out of the rain and he can read the article in safety.

CUT TO.

EXT. PARKED DESOTO - NIGHT

Nick runs behind the car and stops. He is hoping no one is looking out the windows or coming out. He walks over to the passengers door.

As soon as his hand touches the door's handle, a fork lightning bolt streaks across night sky, illuminating the cul-de-sac causing Nick to scream. Thunder follows a few seconds after.

Nick pushes the button of the door and it opens. Nick jumps into the back shutting the door behind him.

CUT TO.

INT. BACK SEAT OF DESOTO - NIGHT

Lying there without moving or thinking about the mission, he enjoys the safety and dryness for the first time tonight. Staring down at the floor, he sees part of a flashlight under the driver's front seat.

NICK (V.O.)
This was put here for me...I
know it.

Nick picks up the flashlight. He pushes the switch forward and a dim light appears on the back of the driver's seat. Nick quickly pulls out the article, worried that the batteries may go dead.

He puts the page on the floor, leans forward and shines the light on it. It reads: The World is being taken over by Aliens from another Galaxy.

They have taken over high executive positions in all different Government Organizations so to complete their mission of taking over the World. They never sleep and their brains are in their hands.


NICK (V.O.)
Starting to come to together.

Nick finishes the article. He turns onto his back and stares up. He closes his eyes just for a few seconds then sits up and leans forward, looking through the rear view mirror.

His black tangled hair has a lot of silver roots protruding. His sideburns are graying. The dark bags under his eyes make him look older.

Nick hits the mirror knocking it sideways. He does not like what he sees. He sits back, looking at the corner house across the street.

NICK
(to himself)
This must be a worldwide mission. I'm
sure there are hundreds...no thousands
of us wearing the green trench coat with
a government issued hatchet inside the
pockets.

Nick pulls out the hatchet.

NICK
(to himself)
The elderly man who came out to
his car...he must be one.

Nick looks at the corner house across the way. You can still see the light on in the living room, even with the drapes drawn.

NICK (V.O.)
Yeah, they never sleep. There
are Aliens living there.

Nick holds the hatchet. He begins to feel the hand back inside his head.

NICK
(to himself)
No, not now...don't start now.
I have a mission to complete.
God no...

But the hatchet falls from his hands. He places his hands on top of his head. Nick screams as his brain is getting a real wringing. He buries his face into the back seat, as the pounding session begins.

The unadulterated pain makes Nick feel dizzy. He passes out in the back seat of the Desoto.

As Nick comes to, he hears a rumbling sound near by. It isn't a roar of thunder this time, but the sound of a souped-up engine.

Nick gets up, wiping his mouth and face with his hands. He slowly cranks the side rear window halfway down. The rain is picking up again. There is a hopped up GTO, idling in front of the Alien's home.

Nick tries to focus in on the GTO. He is sure there are two bodies in the front seat. Two Aliens.

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
Go Nicky! It's time for you to
begin your mission. Kill the Aliens
in the car and in the house. That is
your mission, Nicky.

NICK
(yells)
I knew it...I knew it!

NICK
(speaking softly to his inner friend)
That's why I don't know who I
am...for my own safety. I'm
ready to save our World.

Nick picks up the hatchet. He places his face up against the partially open window with the rain blowing in his face.

NICK
(screams)
Medication time...yeah buddy!

CUT TO.

EXT. CUL-DE-SAC - NIGHT

Nick gets out of the vehicle and walks down the street to the end of the cul-de-sac, so he can come up to the car from behind.

The rain is coming down steady. Nick walks slowly down the middle of the street toward the GTO, with the hatchet swung over his shoulder. Nick stops close to the rear of the car.

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
Do it now Nicky...now!

CUT TO.

EXT. OUTSIDE OF THE GTO - NIGHT

Nick runs around to the passengers side of the car. Takes the hatchet off his shoulder and screams as he grips the handle in both hands and swings it into the window. It crashes through, shattering the glass.

The hatchet immediately sticks into something meaty. You can hear choking and gurgling sounds. Also a loud scream coming from the drivers side of the car.

Nick peeks through the broken window. In the passengers seat sits a lovely teenage girl around the age of seventeen with red hair and a hatchet buried deep in her throat.

Blood runs down her white angora sweater. Nick pulls out the hatchet from her throat. Blood jets across to the dashboard.

The teenage boy is trying to unbuckle his seat belt while screaming. Nick wishes he would have taken him out first. He is surprised how real the blood looks. He thought he would see green fluid or maybe even wires shorting out.

Nick runs around the vehicle, trying to get to the boy. The teenager falls to his knees, gets up running and screaming. The boy reminds Nick of the kid on, "The Leave it to Beaver" show. The one who plays Wally's friend, Eddie Haskel.

CUT TO.

EXT. FRONT WALKWAY OF CORNER HOUSE - NIGHT

EDDIE
(screaming)
Mr. Day...open the door! A crazy man killed Robin!

Nick throws the hatchet, hitting Eddie in the middle of the back.

EDDIE
(hardly breathing)
Open...door!

The teenage boy drops instantly, but continues to crawl to the front door.

NICK
Shut your face...Alien.

Nick walks up, putting one foot on the side of the boy's face. His other foot is on Eddie's back. He yanks out the hatchet from the teenager's back just to slam it back in again. Eddie's scream is weak. Nick can see blood coming from the kid's mouth.

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
The hands Nicky...don't forget
the brains are in the hands.

NICK
(pissed off)
Shit, I forgot!

Nick grabs the arms, stretching them over the boy's head. Nick kneels down, slamming the hatchet down, severing a hand from an arm. Nick hears dogs barking across the way. He crawls around to the other hand.

He knows he has to move fast. There are still Aliens in the house. The hatchet comes down hard, chopping the other hand off.

It is at this point the front door opens.

GEORGE DAY
(scared and shocked)
Oh dear God! Nick what have you done?

It is the gray hair man who came out to the car earlier. Nick is surprised, he knows his name. As Nick looks at the man, he seem to recognize who he is.

It's his neighbor from across the street. Meaning the house with all the lights out, is his. Even the Desoto is Nick's.

Some memory is coming back. Back a little too late. Nick now realizes the girl he hacked up in the car is Robin Day, George's daughter.

Nick senses that the boy he also killed is Robin's boyfriend. George screams over his shoulder.

MR. DAY
(yelling with panic)
Call the Police!

George turns and faces Nick. An elderly lady comes to the door.

MR. DAY
Robin...wheres Robin, Nick?

Nicks mind is racing. Could they be Aliens? Nick jumps to his feet.

MR. DAY
The Police..now!

The lady runs back into the house.

GEORGE DAY
Drop the hatchet, Nick!

Nick freezes. He knows he must complete the mission.

NICK
(calmly)
After I chop off your hands...George.

Nick walks toward George's direction, hatchet still in hand. George swings his right hand around to his front. Holding a .38 in his hand. Points the weapon at Nick, he shoots, hitting Nick in the upper torso.

Nick drops the hatchet at once and stumbles back, out onto the lawn. Nick falls to his knees.

GEORGE
(screaming)
Robin!

George runs out to the GTO.

CUT TO.

EXT: FRONT LAWN

Nicks falls on the grass face down. he can only see through the blades of grass.

Camera focuses through the grass from Nick's eyes for the rest of the story.

A loud scream is heard from George. Nick knows Mr. Day has found his daughter. Nick feels his pain as he looks between the blades of green. His chest is burning and the headaches are coming back.

Nick hears footsteps running toward's him. He sees a honeybee staggering through the grass.

NICK
(mutters softly)
Looking for a place to die...me too.

The footsteps are getting much louder. They stop behind him.

GEORGE DAY (V.O.)
(crying)
Why Nick? Why did you kill my baby?
Good-bye you bastard!

Nick watches the bee stumble away.

NICK
(talks to the bee)
I never thought this is how it would turn out.

Nick feels the cold hard steel from a gun barrel. Nick loses sight of the bee, but keeps staring into the grass. He knows he has come to his endpoint.

INNER VOICE (V.O.)
We're going home Nicky...yeah buddy!

A loud gunshot is heard. The screen turns black.

THE END

Check out more of my nightmares on my Port.

MadManMike
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