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Best short movie I've seen in years. Beautiful!
Nu am o reteta sau strategie prestabilita. Si nu detin Universul in palma pentru a face dintr-un blog o pagina memorabila in timp si spatiu. Dar e amprenta mea cu care pictez stangaci flori si curcubee, asemeni unui copil fara de talent, dar cu un sir neastamparat de imaginatie.
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duminică, 5 decembrie 2010
miercuri, 7 iulie 2010
Trip to Cucuta - Scene III
The family is in a salvage boat, near the ship. The scene is divided between the two sides: the captain on the ship, the family in the salvage boat.
Commander: (laughing in the most evil way possible)
Wife: Hey! You said it’s just for one minute!
Butchy: A minute on the moon, lady!
Wife: What did he mean?
Father: (bored) Well, honey, as you know, on the moon everything is… slower…
(the Commander and Butchy exit the stage laughing of contempt)
Eatel: (still in the water) Dad?
Father: (continuing his discussion with his wife) …even TIME!!! (angry) This is only your fault! You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you?
Eatel: Dad?
Father: (still continuing his discussion with his wife) Now what are we going to do???
Eatel: Da-aaaad?
Father: (screaming) What?!
Eatel: (calm) Sorry to interrupt, but… (angry) pull me out of the water or I’ll fucking kill you! (calm again) I hardly want to become shark food.
Father: Sorry, my child.
(a sound like rubber life boat, a sound that reveals that Eatel is pulled out of the water, the fathers effort to do that)
Drinka: (still depressed because of her breakup and advanced insobriety) He wasn’t kidding! Look! Sharks! Thank you, God, you answered my prayers!
Wife: She’s right! What are we going to do?
(Panic in the salvage boat)
Drinka: Told you I’m sleeping with the fishieeeee… look, big fishieeee!
Wife: I’m very lucky today! Lets draw lots! The one who loses jumps overboard!
Father: (to himself) I lost once, I won’t lose twice! (loudly) Lets do it!
Eatel: But…why?
(Drinka still singing “sleeping with the fishies”in the background)
Wife: What do you mean “Why?” Because the sharks can eat only one person and if you go --- I mean… if no one goes --- the shark will upset the boat and we’ll all drown! Come on, be reasonable! See? Drinka embraces the idea!
Eatel: Mum, I know that you don’t love me and that you want to get rid of me, but I won’t do it! (as he begins to say this a very sad violin music starts playing in the background. Once his mum replies, the music should stop with a scratch)
Wife: (shuts up for a second, the turns suddenly at the Father) So where do we find some straws?
Father: I don’t know, woman! Why are you looking at me for?
Eatel: My instep itches!
Wife: What do you mean why am I looking at you for? You’re the one who packs a dozen luggages for every trip!!!
Father: Well, you’re the one that proposed we draw lots!
Eatel: My instep itches!!!
Wife: Well… at least I had an idea!
Drinka: His instep itches!!!
Father: (calm) My child, take off your shoe and scratch it off. (angry turning at wife) Well, at least I don’t have a mouth that gets us in trouble every single time we get out of the house!
Eatel: (in relief) Oh, yeaaaaaaaah….
Drinka and Wife (twanging and sniffing) What’s that smell? Uh!
Father: Eatel, my child, put your shoe back on!
Eatel: But I’m not done yet! (sound of scratching)
Father: Then put it into the water for a while!
Eatel: OK… (sound effect like he put his shoe into the water)
(a moment of silence… they all seem to look for something in the water)
Drinka: (upset) Heeeeeey… Where’s the shark?
Eatel: Well… it’s right here, near me… but… it’s…dead.
Drinka: (suicidal again, starts crying) God… please kill me now, it’s easier…
Father: You can pull out your shoe now.
Eatel: OK.
Wife: Look! Earth!
Father: Good! All of you, step on! (sound effect of a motorboat, scene closes)
Commander: (laughing in the most evil way possible)
Wife: Hey! You said it’s just for one minute!
Butchy: A minute on the moon, lady!
Wife: What did he mean?
Father: (bored) Well, honey, as you know, on the moon everything is… slower…
(the Commander and Butchy exit the stage laughing of contempt)
Eatel: (still in the water) Dad?
Father: (continuing his discussion with his wife) …even TIME!!! (angry) This is only your fault! You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you?
Eatel: Dad?
Father: (still continuing his discussion with his wife) Now what are we going to do???
Eatel: Da-aaaad?
Father: (screaming) What?!
Eatel: (calm) Sorry to interrupt, but… (angry) pull me out of the water or I’ll fucking kill you! (calm again) I hardly want to become shark food.
Father: Sorry, my child.
(a sound like rubber life boat, a sound that reveals that Eatel is pulled out of the water, the fathers effort to do that)
Drinka: (still depressed because of her breakup and advanced insobriety) He wasn’t kidding! Look! Sharks! Thank you, God, you answered my prayers!
Wife: She’s right! What are we going to do?
(Panic in the salvage boat)
Drinka: Told you I’m sleeping with the fishieeeee… look, big fishieeee!
Wife: I’m very lucky today! Lets draw lots! The one who loses jumps overboard!
Father: (to himself) I lost once, I won’t lose twice! (loudly) Lets do it!
Eatel: But…why?
(Drinka still singing “sleeping with the fishies”in the background)
Wife: What do you mean “Why?” Because the sharks can eat only one person and if you go --- I mean… if no one goes --- the shark will upset the boat and we’ll all drown! Come on, be reasonable! See? Drinka embraces the idea!
Eatel: Mum, I know that you don’t love me and that you want to get rid of me, but I won’t do it! (as he begins to say this a very sad violin music starts playing in the background. Once his mum replies, the music should stop with a scratch)
Wife: (shuts up for a second, the turns suddenly at the Father) So where do we find some straws?
Father: I don’t know, woman! Why are you looking at me for?
Eatel: My instep itches!
Wife: What do you mean why am I looking at you for? You’re the one who packs a dozen luggages for every trip!!!
Father: Well, you’re the one that proposed we draw lots!
Eatel: My instep itches!!!
Wife: Well… at least I had an idea!
Drinka: His instep itches!!!
Father: (calm) My child, take off your shoe and scratch it off. (angry turning at wife) Well, at least I don’t have a mouth that gets us in trouble every single time we get out of the house!
Eatel: (in relief) Oh, yeaaaaaaaah….
Drinka and Wife (twanging and sniffing) What’s that smell? Uh!
Father: Eatel, my child, put your shoe back on!
Eatel: But I’m not done yet! (sound of scratching)
Father: Then put it into the water for a while!
Eatel: OK… (sound effect like he put his shoe into the water)
(a moment of silence… they all seem to look for something in the water)
Drinka: (upset) Heeeeeey… Where’s the shark?
Eatel: Well… it’s right here, near me… but… it’s…dead.
Drinka: (suicidal again, starts crying) God… please kill me now, it’s easier…
Father: You can pull out your shoe now.
Eatel: OK.
Wife: Look! Earth!
Father: Good! All of you, step on! (sound effect of a motorboat, scene closes)
joi, 10 iunie 2010
Trip to Cucuta - Scene II
In this scene the action takes place on the ship going to Cucuta. Like sound-effects - some waves, wind...
Wife: (screaming very upset) Eatel!!! Throw away that mirror! We’re having a good time here!
Father: Oh, yeah! You know, I didn’t know I like poker so much, until now!... and… I’m so lucky!
Wife: (surprised) Oh, you feel lucky, huh? Let’s make a deal! The one who loses throws Eatel abord!
Father: Deal! Done! Shake hands! (sound of dealing cards)
Eatel: Drinka, I’m so hungry, I haven’t eaten for 2 days! Let’s order something. (sounds of empty stomach)
Drinka: I’m just a bit thirsty!
Eatel: Waiter! Hey, you! I’m dying here! (steps coming)
Waiter: Yes, sir.
Eatel: I want… oh, I’m so hungry that I can’t decide. Drinka, what do you think, a cake or a pancake?
Drinka: I don’t know! Trap question. Take a pancake. It has fewer calories.
Waiter: Anything else?
Eatel: She would like a juice or something.
Drinka: Yes! Four bottles of scotch, keep the ice! Two champaignes and the best wisky you’ve got!
Waiter: (flabbergasted) Of…course...
Wife: (extremely happy) Haha! You lost! God, I’m good!
Father: (crying) Oh, what have I done? Eatel, my child!
Eatel: (passively) Not now, dad! I’m eating!
Father: (symphatetic) Eat, my child, eat! (low voice) After all, it’s your last meal…
Wife: (aggresive) Boy! Two coffees!
Father: Without sugar!
Drinka: And one more bottle of whisky!...
Wife: Drinka, for the love of God, I’m not carrying you to your room up those steps again!
Drinka: Noooooooo worries (singing) I want to sleep with the fish tonight!
Father: What’s her problem? And why is she dressed like a nun???
Wife: (low voice) Shhh, don’t remind her! Titi dumped her…
Father: (shocked and loud) What? Why? Why would Titi break up with our beautiful daughter?
Drinka: (bursting and running around the ship): Nooooo, why Titi, why? I’m sorry!!! (crying loudly)
Wife: Hey, where is that coffee?! It’s been 5 minutes! Incompetents!
(opposite part of the stage)
Commander of the ship: Madame, Sir, (bowing his head and smiling) Enjoy the trip!
Wife: (screaming) What’s to enjoy? You’re all incompetents! Each one of you! Oh (appologising), you’re their king, I’m sorry.
Father: She’s right!
Commander of the ship: Please relax! I’ll order coffee for you! On my behalf!
Wife: What a coincidence! That’s what we ordered 10 minutes ago and it seems we’ll get it on the other side!
Commander of the ship: (low voice like talking to himself): I’ll take care you do! (talking to wife) – Excuse me, I have to withdraw! (steps)
Wife: Do that!
Father: Eatel! (running steps)
Eatel: (on command) Yes, dad!
Father: Jump overboard!
Eatel: Yes, dad! (sounds immitating splashing of water)
Father: Good boy.
Wife: That was fast!
Father: Of course! He was always such a good boy! (wiping fast a little teardrop on the corner of his eye)
(opposite part of the stage)
Commander: My dear Butchy, do you see that ugly lady and her big ass husband over there?
Butchy: (oddly resembling to the size and intelligence quotient of an ogre) duh… duh ones who waves to fishiiies?
Commander: Yes. Introduce them to a lifeboat
Butchy: No problem, boss!
Commander: Oh, and take that drunk nun to keep them company!
Butchy: (a silent laugh)
Wife: (screaming very upset) Eatel!!! Throw away that mirror! We’re having a good time here!
Father: Oh, yeah! You know, I didn’t know I like poker so much, until now!... and… I’m so lucky!
Wife: (surprised) Oh, you feel lucky, huh? Let’s make a deal! The one who loses throws Eatel abord!
Father: Deal! Done! Shake hands! (sound of dealing cards)
Eatel: Drinka, I’m so hungry, I haven’t eaten for 2 days! Let’s order something. (sounds of empty stomach)
Drinka: I’m just a bit thirsty!
Eatel: Waiter! Hey, you! I’m dying here! (steps coming)
Waiter: Yes, sir.
Eatel: I want… oh, I’m so hungry that I can’t decide. Drinka, what do you think, a cake or a pancake?
Drinka: I don’t know! Trap question. Take a pancake. It has fewer calories.
Waiter: Anything else?
Eatel: She would like a juice or something.
Drinka: Yes! Four bottles of scotch, keep the ice! Two champaignes and the best wisky you’ve got!
Waiter: (flabbergasted) Of…course...
Wife: (extremely happy) Haha! You lost! God, I’m good!
Father: (crying) Oh, what have I done? Eatel, my child!
Eatel: (passively) Not now, dad! I’m eating!
Father: (symphatetic) Eat, my child, eat! (low voice) After all, it’s your last meal…
Wife: (aggresive) Boy! Two coffees!
Father: Without sugar!
Drinka: And one more bottle of whisky!...
Wife: Drinka, for the love of God, I’m not carrying you to your room up those steps again!
Drinka: Noooooooo worries (singing) I want to sleep with the fish tonight!
Father: What’s her problem? And why is she dressed like a nun???
Wife: (low voice) Shhh, don’t remind her! Titi dumped her…
Father: (shocked and loud) What? Why? Why would Titi break up with our beautiful daughter?
Drinka: (bursting and running around the ship): Nooooo, why Titi, why? I’m sorry!!! (crying loudly)
Wife: Hey, where is that coffee?! It’s been 5 minutes! Incompetents!
(opposite part of the stage)
Commander of the ship: Madame, Sir, (bowing his head and smiling) Enjoy the trip!
Wife: (screaming) What’s to enjoy? You’re all incompetents! Each one of you! Oh (appologising), you’re their king, I’m sorry.
Father: She’s right!
Commander of the ship: Please relax! I’ll order coffee for you! On my behalf!
Wife: What a coincidence! That’s what we ordered 10 minutes ago and it seems we’ll get it on the other side!
Commander of the ship: (low voice like talking to himself): I’ll take care you do! (talking to wife) – Excuse me, I have to withdraw! (steps)
Wife: Do that!
Father: Eatel! (running steps)
Eatel: (on command) Yes, dad!
Father: Jump overboard!
Eatel: Yes, dad! (sounds immitating splashing of water)
Father: Good boy.
Wife: That was fast!
Father: Of course! He was always such a good boy! (wiping fast a little teardrop on the corner of his eye)
(opposite part of the stage)
Commander: My dear Butchy, do you see that ugly lady and her big ass husband over there?
Butchy: (oddly resembling to the size and intelligence quotient of an ogre) duh… duh ones who waves to fishiiies?
Commander: Yes. Introduce them to a lifeboat
Butchy: No problem, boss!
Commander: Oh, and take that drunk nun to keep them company!
Butchy: (a silent laugh)
duminică, 30 mai 2010
Trip to Cucuta - Scene I
Father: Oh! (breathing with relief). I need a new pipe. (a noise like something is opened and then closed). You know, honey, I’m getting tired of this city! I think we should “make a move”! if you know what I mean.
Wife: Yes, you’re right! But, where should we go? We’ve already seen half of the world, we’ve been on the moon and (smiling) we’ve visited the dream world. Do you remember Tooth fairy? Oh, that was great! (the tone of the voice should reveal that they were accomplices to something the Tooth fairy did). Ha ha! Nice skirt!
Father: Yeah! About us… as you’ve said / we’ve seen “half” of the world. Do you remember Jurassic Park? (preoccupied)
Wife: We’ve been there. Oh! (disappointed)
Father: Yeah! What about Alien?
Wife: Been there, too. Sorry…
Father: (very happy) I know! Cucuta!
Wife: (bored and wondering) Cucu-ha?
Father: You know! From the advertising!
Wife: …
Father: (eager to explain) The advertising for edible clothes, for cannibals, on Cucuta, the island! Remember?
Wife: Oh, that! But honey, what about our kids…Drinka and… Eatel? So many dangers!
Father: Oh! We have to do something with them anyway! Maybe this trip will change them! Maybe… But I won’t let my daughter become a nun! It’s enough that she is an alcoholic lesbian! About Eatel, well, he has to start eating. I can take anatomy lessons on his body!
Drinka: (entering the stage) Where is my beloved Titi? Titi? (some whistles can be used like sound effects, meaning that Titi, a very sexy dressed girl, appears on stage after being called. Then:) There you are! (someone has to imitate a loud kiss. Drinka is embarrassed:) Oh! Oh! Not here, let’s go upstairs! (as they flee out of the stage Eatel appears)
Eatel: (acts like he analyses his clothing) Oh, what un ugly shirt I’m whearing! I’d better get it off before someone sees me! (a sound like a tear/he tears off his shirt) That’s better! (goes to a mirror) So--- “homo sapiens” has 24 ribs. 1,2,3… Me, “Homo sapiens Homo”, I have 24 ribs. (satisfied) Yeaaah! (takes a pause. upset) Hey, you, the one from the mirror. Yeah, you! What are you looking at? I mean… (happy) I know… I’m very beautiful, but… (upset again) that’s pri-vate (whispered). Get out! Get out!!! (screaming)
Father: (bored) Oh, no! Eatel! He’s looking in the mirror again…
Wife: I know! We have to get rid of it!
Father: We can give him to the cannibals when we get to Cucuta!
Wife: I was talking about the mirror!
Father: (trying to escape, almost stammering) So was I!
Wife: But… maybe you’re right… after all! (as thinking to herself)
Father: That’s my wife!
Wife: Yes, you’re right! But, where should we go? We’ve already seen half of the world, we’ve been on the moon and (smiling) we’ve visited the dream world. Do you remember Tooth fairy? Oh, that was great! (the tone of the voice should reveal that they were accomplices to something the Tooth fairy did). Ha ha! Nice skirt!
Father: Yeah! About us… as you’ve said / we’ve seen “half” of the world. Do you remember Jurassic Park? (preoccupied)
Wife: We’ve been there. Oh! (disappointed)
Father: Yeah! What about Alien?
Wife: Been there, too. Sorry…
Father: (very happy) I know! Cucuta!
Wife: (bored and wondering) Cucu-ha?
Father: You know! From the advertising!
Wife: …
Father: (eager to explain) The advertising for edible clothes, for cannibals, on Cucuta, the island! Remember?
Wife: Oh, that! But honey, what about our kids…Drinka and… Eatel? So many dangers!
Father: Oh! We have to do something with them anyway! Maybe this trip will change them! Maybe… But I won’t let my daughter become a nun! It’s enough that she is an alcoholic lesbian! About Eatel, well, he has to start eating. I can take anatomy lessons on his body!
Drinka: (entering the stage) Where is my beloved Titi? Titi? (some whistles can be used like sound effects, meaning that Titi, a very sexy dressed girl, appears on stage after being called. Then:) There you are! (someone has to imitate a loud kiss. Drinka is embarrassed:) Oh! Oh! Not here, let’s go upstairs! (as they flee out of the stage Eatel appears)
Eatel: (acts like he analyses his clothing) Oh, what un ugly shirt I’m whearing! I’d better get it off before someone sees me! (a sound like a tear/he tears off his shirt) That’s better! (goes to a mirror) So--- “homo sapiens” has 24 ribs. 1,2,3… Me, “Homo sapiens Homo”, I have 24 ribs. (satisfied) Yeaaah! (takes a pause. upset) Hey, you, the one from the mirror. Yeah, you! What are you looking at? I mean… (happy) I know… I’m very beautiful, but… (upset again) that’s pri-vate (whispered). Get out! Get out!!! (screaming)
Father: (bored) Oh, no! Eatel! He’s looking in the mirror again…
Wife: I know! We have to get rid of it!
Father: We can give him to the cannibals when we get to Cucuta!
Wife: I was talking about the mirror!
Father: (trying to escape, almost stammering) So was I!
Wife: But… maybe you’re right… after all! (as thinking to herself)
Father: That’s my wife!
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