[note: change the title] Beiber is playing to a packed house, sweating as he pounds out his aging soul for the adoring fans. He wraps his set, says hi to Het, and goes back stage to his private room. Grabs a red bull, and is strangled by a shadowy figure hiding behind the curtain. [note:…

Black sky, bright white stars. A shooting star, purple, followed shortly after by another. And another, and another, and a cascade of shimmering purple lights, as we pan down to Rick and KRYSTALL. They are staring mouths agape at the lights. The car’s lights suddenly come on and it’s engine starts. The two jump away…

We are in Karen’s Scissors. Rose is cutting Officer McKlinty’s hair. The radio plays on old sweet song of the South, remixed by rapper LC JJ Hammer the Third [we should get Tupac if possible to do this track.] ROSE: Oh I love this song! IZZY: Hahahaha I’m laughing at the humor of your comment!…

A long and dusty highway. The clouds are mottled pink and red against a fading lapis lazuli sky, framed by the mountains one imagines exist in Michigan. Hutch and Telly stand aside a Queensland’s Finest rig, black Mustang parked behind it. HUTCH: So why don’t you tell me, who is the person of interest? Telly…

Fortnite. We are running around with a laser-guided bazooka that shoots exploding Teddy Bears. Heads-up displays indicate life is in the green and we have plenty of ammo. CHARLIE: Kill them all! Hahaha. A herd of cats dressed as ninjas explodes while a 12 foot tall robot respawns to the left. IZZY: This game is…

A diner filled with patrons eating breakfast and lunch. Telly sits alone in the corner, with a newspaper and dictating into his phone. TELLY: The actual meeting was scary. When he looked at me I froze. It’s like there was an aura of menace, but also I could tell he wanted me to get in…

A dark deserted highway, inside the cab. We pan out on a shot of a young Sigourney Weaver in her little panties, and see “Hutch” looking impassive. Blue Oyster Cult. There is a calico cat laying with its eyes closed on the dashboard, above which we see a panorama of stars rising in the East.…

A plate of bacon frying, sizzling. We hear the opening motif of the New World Symphony slowly swelling, and pan out to see a fully grown man, butt naked, wearing a pink fuzzy pair of bunny ears, with a carrot stick in his mouth as he hovers over the stove. A voice that sounds a…

REDACTED Carry on, nothing to see here.

Duncan is in a hurry. Rose is no where to be found. There is rioting in the streets. We are in the Situation Room. Joint Chiefs and some rappers and a pizza delivery boy are all in the room, which is inside a solid wall of electronics blocking apparatus courtesy of DARPA, as well as…

NOTES Rastafarians and an old granny in background seize Duncan and toss him into an Amazon Prime van, while in the foreground: Charlie gets a call from her father, Hutch, who tells her he’s been trying to get through but has had no phone signal. He wants to know if she’s alright and where she…

Shadows dance on the walls of a cave, flickering with orange light. The sound of pulsing sticks pounding on rock and sand. The pulsing slows and comes to stand still. OONA: We approach the waxing gibbon time. CHORUS: Waxing gibbon! OONA: The seer eyes the fox in the hennow, and brings forth the rising tide.…

President Renner and his top military brass are inside the secure communications interception floatilla under the White House. He is being briefed. MADDEN: Sir, what you are about to hear is part of our Operation Emerald Cap. We will be briefing you on various details over the coming weeks. On Friday, an array of drone…

So anyway, we zoom in on Charlie and Duncan, pulling up into a La Quinta Inn parking lot in her pink and black Camero knock off the funny business fine fine okay. We see Charlie and Duncan pulling up into a motel parking lot, screeching to a halt, and getting out in a hurry. She…

White noise. Static, crackling. Crossed wires, ones and zeros, but quadrillions of them, moving at the speed of light in a chaotic tempest, overheating, sucking the air out of [ONE NINE.. ONE NINE. SEVEN?] An image of a stone face, flashed before, five black ravens. Purple lightning, crashing on the beach, Margaritas, laughter, rioting, screams.…

In a room with only the faintest of light, a man opens his eyes. His eyes gleam in the dimness. He has a rough beard and his hair hangs in front of his eyes as he lifts himself from the floor, looking around. He sees only four walls, no windows, no light sources. No door.…

A dark, moist cell with dim lighting. The man is chained by the wrists to the ceiling and is naked, with blood streaks all over his body and snot running down his face. In front of him stands an interrogator wearing doctor’s scrubs. SCRUBS: Do you know, your loved ones… they will soon all be…

Interior, grey walls, darkness. The man opens his eyes and looks around at the windowless, featureless room. He sighs. THE MAN: What is happening?! He sits up and crawls to one wall, pounds his fist against it. THE MAN: Let me out of here!! Please, wake me from this nightmare!!! I don’t — The man…

The Missing Chapter I wake up in a field somewhere. Cool breeze and dry grass, sitting up, shaking my head. Cannot remember how I got here. Cannot remember… I… [ ]: Who am I? I look around, see a road a good 100 yards from me. The sun is low in the sky, cool blue…

Interior. Dark. A bit foggy. We pan out on ____ sitting nude, wrists and ankles secured with zip ties to a metal chair. Two men stand in the room. AGENT ORANGE: We repeat the lies until they are true. How do you feel? ____: Uhhh… bro, I feel like I slept in a dumpster with…

We open on a close up of wide brown eyes, very dilated, backing up to see IZZY, sweating profusely, hair wild. She is being strapped into a gurney by an EMT. Reverse shot, we see a younger ROSE — both girls, actually, appear to only be in their mid-teens. ROSE stands outside the open back…

Interior, an all-night café with soft lighting. Israeli folk music plays, as a few sparse customers sip tea, some reading books, others quietly conversing. An aging hippie with a long beard stops at the table where a young(er) TELLY sits with his laptop open, engrossed and typing. JOMBOVI: Here is your maté. Can I get…

ROSE, IZZY, CAMILLA, AND one of the CHADs are sitting at McDs. The year is 2016. Madonna is on the charts, Prince is not so much, and a young nation looks to, I don’t know, LeBron James while sipping their diet cokes and eating fries with no ketchup, as they are watching their weight. IZZY:…

TELLY sits in a taqueria, tapping his fingers on the table, watching the door. Students and professors from the nearby college wait in line. The radio plays Complicated by April Lapine. The door opens, but it isn’t her. She said she had purple hair. The narrator goes to the kitchen and stares into the fridge,…

Suddenly, he was awake. Glistening with sweat, Duncan for a moment could not remember what day it was. He had that heavy melatonin slog, when you sleep too long. It took him a second even to remember his quite vivid dreams, simultaneously realizing, it was Wednesday, the start of his weekend. No work today. The…

We slowly zoom in on a building with no windows, in the heart of Manhattan. The camera seamlessly pushes through the wall on the 14th floor, and takes us into a nondescript office. Duncan sits anxiously, alone, at a large conference table. He looks up as the door opens, and two agents wearing black suits…

Duncan’s eyes felt sticky and puffy as he came to. We was with the men in black, or at least, some men in black. He did not recognize them. DUNCAN: ma… oh.. could … I need water… One of the agents goes to a small refrigerator mounted atop a filing cabinet and retrieves a bottle…

We pan out from a nondescript violet blue form, with sqawking noises. MALE VOICE: I really love this place. Have you ever been? The form resolves into a great blue whale, which is not a real species, and the camera pans down to reveal the noises coming from a small flock of penguins. ROSE: To…

A blazing sun fries lizards hidden under rocks. We pan down to see RICK, his face glistening and filthy, hair matted, one pant leg torn, as he stumbles across the desert amongst sagebrush. RICK: [talking to himself, delirious] Lordy! Why you making me work so hard?? [He giggles disturbingly] Goddamned vultures!! Whole industry is riddled…

Isabella Rosalita Hector Gonzalez sits hunched over on the futon, crying silent tears. Rose sits with her leg folded over next to her. ROSE: Izzy listen, you gotta walk me through exactly what happened, okay? I know it’s raw, but the details matter. We ain’t letting him get away with this. IZZY: [halts her whimpers.…

A teenager with wild straw hair walks up a hill with a backpack over his shoulder. He has a sheen of sweat and looks a bit wired. He walks up the drive way to a small bungalow and enters from the small sunporch. ANNE: Hi, Telly! TELLY: Uh… hi… Telly makes a beeline for the…

A turquoise Prius shuttles along the single lane paved road through the desert. Jack hangs his right arm out the open window, taking in the breeze and gazing at the cacti and sage now in motion. TERRY: A Godsend! You are lucky the snakes didn’t take you there, buddy boy. What are you and your…

The door opens into a motel room and Charlie enters, Duncan right behind her. He closes the door. DUNCAN: Make yourself comfortable, I’m just gonna freshen up. Charlie says okay, grabs the remote, plunks on the edge of one of the two queen sized beds, and flips on the telly. Duncan runs some water and…

Remembering my father, John D. Boyd, today. He was one of those absentee dads who did, in fact, show up against all odds to play a significant role in my life, which deepens over the years. He was also a lover of stories. I have a funny memory of he and I, having had some…

2024. Hours to go before I sleep. I want to be done with it, want to call it quits, but the studio says is a green light if I can finish the 3rd act by mid-April. I— Dr Pomegranate: Can I just stop and ask, what are you feeling in your body right now? …

Corporal! We’ve got something, Southwest 95 clicks. It’s– Wait, it can’t be. It can’t be what I think it is. Captain, get astern. Astern? Don’t you mean like, aft? I’m not really a boat person. We can fix this later. Ok, Captain! Heading Southwest on a 995 heading. We should– GOOD LORD, What is that?!!

Interior, a white walled, windowless room. Medical equipment lines the walls. Two men in black suits sit opposite Duncan, all in plastic cushioned chairs. AGENT LINKLATER: He’s coming to… Duncan? Duncan, can you hear me? DUNCAN: Wha… Huh? Where am I?… AGENT LINKLATER: It’s normal you feel a bit groggy and disoriented. Have some water.…

Duncan sits on his small second floor porch, with a laptop and a bloody mary. He looks absent-mindedly at a neighbor walking to her car in the dawn’s blue light. We cut to a flashing cursor on a blank page. Somewhere, a child cries. … Sound of keys clacking, as words emerge behind the flickering…

We pan in over saguaro and sage, copper-toned mesas, to follow a grey Range Rover along a desert highway. A woman in her early 30s, cool wind in her hair, listens to Leonard Cohen and stares expressionless in the blue cast morning sunlight. The onboard dash blinks and hums indicating an incoming call. We see…

Medium shot of 3 men and a lady sitting at a table in a busy commissary cafeteria. CHASE: You’re such a simp for Kansas, dude. (he laughs) MANNY: I’m telling you, it’s win-win. They’ve got momentum and I’ve got them to kick the Pats’ asses with at least a 12 point spread. Plus I hedged…