Thursday, November 5, 2009

Scene from chickinawa Typical camp O day

INT. CABIN- EARLY MORNING 5:00 AM
There is a loud smashing. The children watch as Lil’ Raphael falls out of the top bunk.
BAM
What the hell? Ralpeal get in your bunk.
Ralphael begins to cry. Bam looks at his watch.
BAM
It’s five in the morning Ralpeal go back to bed.
Ralpheal walks up to Bam’s bed. Bam rolls over trying to avoid him.
RALPHEAL
I had I bad dream.
BAM
Well your keeping me up so go back to bed.
Ralpheal walks up to Johny’s Bunk.
RALPHEAL
Johny wake up.
Johny is snoring lightly. Ralpheal pushes him. Johny mumbles.
JOHNY
(whispering) Whats wrong?
RALPHEAL
I had a bad dream.
Johny raises up in his bunk.
RALPHEAL
Johny what do you dream about?
JOHNY
Usually girls. Just think of a girl you like.
RALPHEAL
There is one I kind of like.
JOHNY
Well, picture her.
The alarm clock Beeps and Johny gets up and walks to the door.
RALPHEAL
Were are you going?
JOHNY
To run.
The sun is not yet up but there is a pink glow to the sky. Johny is running down the paved road leading away from the C-Dome.
Johny runs past the Junior counselor’s cabins. The door opens and Griffin strolls out. He jogs toward Johny. Johny smiles and they High five each other.
JOHNY
I did’nt think you would make it.
GRIFFIN
You kidding? Seven fifteen wake and bake. Wouldn't miss it for a million dollars.
JOHNY
Your going to feel better than a million dollars when you hit the demon claw.
GRIFFIN
Whats the Demon claw?
JOHNY
You will see.
The two jog into the Counselor parking lot.
JOHNY
Many years ago a hand was made from fire and melted sand.
Johny opens his car door and leans inside. Johny reaches into his glove box and pulls out a glass pipe and a bag of weed.
JOHNY
This was that sand.
Griffin’s eyes widen when he looks at the pipe in Johny’s hand.
JOHNY
This bitch is hardcore.
Johny hands the bag to Griffin.
GRIFFIN
Damn this smells like a skunk.
JOHNY
Uhm. Smells fresh.
Johny takes the weed from Griffin and puts it back into his glove box.
JOHNY
This shit has to last me.
The two walk on a path toward the rifle range. Johny takes a hit of the pipe the holds the weed in as he passes the pipe to Griffin.
GRIFFIN
Shit thanks man.
Johny lets out his hit and

Saturday, August 29, 2009