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Sunday, February 3, 2013
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Bullied
Excerpt of Bullied screenplay script for review. All rights reserved.
Comments welcome. So are investors
1/30/2013
Interior- David at home as an 8 year old
A group of little neighborhood boys taunting David outside
the window
David's brother Paul,12 years older, is there
P-"David go outside and start swinging at those kids. You
can"t let them do this to you"
D-"I’m scared."
P-"Stop being a little chicken."
Get out there and start punching whoever gets near you and don’t stop".
D-"They’ll beat me up"
"You chickenshit coward. I’m embarrassed to be your brother".
D-Marches to the top of the hallway. He tries to find the
courage to go outside. He can"t
P-"I’ll watch and I wont let you get hurt. Fight them like a
man and they wont bother you anymore".
D-Scared out of his mind cannot make himself face the fear
and do it.
P-Screams at David
P "You’re a coward. My brother is a coward."
D-"I'm not." He walks over to the window where the kids are
standing. Johnny Gordo, his perpetual tormentor dares David to come
outside. It will just be between us Johnny guarantees, snickering.
P- listens
P-"OK. walk up to Johnny and don’t even think. Just hit him in the face."
David starts to cry from overwhelming fear and
trauma.
Paul looks at him with horrible contempt and disgust.
"This is how you"re going to be your whole life David he says
sadly. A man makes himself fight. You will never be a man."
The boys outside get bored. they start to leave. Johnny Gordo screams at David as he walks away
"I’ll get you later David".
Cut
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Kim Richards: Stay With It
Kim Richards, of Housewives of Beverly Hills just checked into rehab again I assume for her alcoholism problem. Good for her to face her demons and bear the shame of her previous failures rather then retreating to the bottle and giving up. Alcoholism is so hard to deal with.
She must find the strength to keep stopping again and again until she can stay stopped. As an addict myself I know the torment of the urge to use. Eventually, you quit using or you get completely destroyed. But, one must be in a 12 step program and also be in therapy. Sobriety must become a way of life. That is the only answer and it will always be one day at a time because addiction is terminal. Good luck Kim.
Artland Samba 7-Pc. Vodka Set (Google Affiliate Ad)You have a good heart. But, you must surrender and you have not.
David
She must find the strength to keep stopping again and again until she can stay stopped. As an addict myself I know the torment of the urge to use. Eventually, you quit using or you get completely destroyed. But, one must be in a 12 step program and also be in therapy. Sobriety must become a way of life. That is the only answer and it will always be one day at a time because addiction is terminal. Good luck Kim.
Artland Samba 7-Pc. Vodka Set (Google Affiliate Ad)You have a good heart. But, you must surrender and you have not.
David
Internet Dangerous Sexual Attraction
Internet Fatal Attraction
I was cruising my favorite internet dating sight a while ago
and the ultimate sexual fantasy happened. I looked at the picture and profile
of a gorgeous, seductive looking, tall red head with big tits, long legs, and
undeniable animal magnetism.
She was jumping thru the screen beseeching me to go after
her. She described herself as being all about fun and gratification and wanting
a magical man who could enjoy blissful pleasure with her.
Well, I am a 45 year old inveterate addict attracted to any
kind of action be it women, food alcohol, drugs, and especially sex. The rush
is what I live for. . So, I immediately contacted her via email and we
exchanged phone numbers and the craziness began. One thing you don’t do on an
internet dating site is get into any intimate conversations let alone hot sexual phone talk when the
person on the other end might be a beast that you will want to run from when
you meet. You go slowly on online dating. Very slowly, no matter who you are.
No matter how well, a person learns to dress up their
picture and profile an undesirable is still going to be undesirable when the meeting
face to face happens. Discretion is always the better part of valor Do not
get personal until you meet. That’s the rule.
Well, when I got on the phone with Ellie I quickly threw
away the rule book. We spoke briefly like the two old dating pros we were covering
normal niceties such as our histories,
food preferences, travel experiences, other relationships and a few other
things.
Then, we did the no no. We got intimate. Our first conversation was amazingly free
flowing and we were cerebrally magnetized. Sweet, supercharged, sexual prose
flowed easily between us like two dancers who had practiced forever. We were both aware that we had violated the
primary rule of internet dating but neither of us cared. We were sure we would
be great in person and .the phone sex was so much fun and fed right into our
mutual hungers for sexual action.
However, just in case
things didn’t work out we did make an agreement that when I got to the
stairwell below her apartment and we were in full view of each other then all
bets were off if there was not mutual attraction. She or I could call it all off
with no explanation and just walk away. Perfect. Well, the big night came and
there I stood on the stairs below her walk up apartment.
She buzzed me in. I
walked up to the floor below her and feasted my eyes upon a tall, sexy beauty
with giant tits, a tight ass, and long, lean legs. Everything was just as
advertised. Wowie!!! Suddenly I only
cared about what she thought of me. Please, I thought. Please. I knew I was golden when she smiled at me as I
walked in her door, modeled for her and she gasped “Yes” as she fixed her eyes
with no shame right on my crotch.
It only got better. We were dying to get into each others
mouths and bodies but we had restrained and not even touched until after a
romantic dinner. We were savoring every second to keep turning up our heat.
As the car door closed we threw away our restraints. We
grabbed and jumped all over each other like hungry animals. It was a steaming sexual frenzy. She started
to lick my ear and play with my hard cock and I grabbed her wet panties and
stuck my hands all over her wet pussy as we made a beeline back to her
apartment. We were quickly rolling around her big bed getting high on reefer
with steam pouring out of our sexual organs. It was fantastic. We made love for
hours and hours, went to sleep about 6 am, woke up a few hours later and kept
going all day till we couldn’t go anymore. We went out for dinner and both ate
like a lions that hadn’t been fed in a week.
She wanted me to immediately move in with her which seemed
like a good idea. She had a nice big apartment, no kids and I was as free as a
bird having been broken up with my last girlfriend for about 6 months. I had
been divorced for 15 years for obvious reasons. So, I was as free as a bird. So
was she after a long list of relationships all over the country.
We began a routine of seeing each other every day although
we worked different hours We found plenty of time. Our lovemaking stayed frantically
hot even after a month passed. It seemed the fire would never go out. I kept
bringing clothes over to her place. She cooked candlelight dinners and we had a
good time doing things like going to movies, eating dinner out, going to book
stores, and going dancing. After about 2
months I decided to introduce Ellie to my 2 kids then 12 and 15 years old. They
liked her. That was good.
It was all good until the fateful night I went out to dinner
with my much older brother and his wife. I had confided some personal
information to Ellie about family matters just as a test because I had noticed
that she talked too much generally but especially when she drank. Too much
talking would be a deal breaker.
It had always troubled me to hear her reveal very sensitive,
personal information about her own family and past relationships. I did not
like that. It would be unacceptable if we were going to have a future. Then Ellie started drinking and the next thing
you know she was spilling her guts to them about how I had told her I had been
mistreated as a child, financial information I told her about, and other
information I trusted her not to repeat. She failed the trust test miserably.
There was no interest or pause on her part to even think before
she blurted out more and more I had told her. So, I was really pissed but held it in until we
got back to her apartment. Then I started yelling at her and demeaning her for
being ignorant and having a big mouth.
I told her I never wanted too see her again and I meant it.
I went back to my own apartment and had no contact with her until she soon started
calling and harassing me like a lunatic. She would scream profanities and insults in an
uncontrolled way in phone calls that reached twenty or thirty in one hour each
time she started calling continually over several weeks...
I realized that to end her tormenting me I had to take
decisive action. So I did. I called her supervisor at work as I had threatened
to do. The supervisor listened to me tell her the tale of Ellie harassing me
relentlessly and insanely on the phone for several weeks. .
Considering Ellie was a therapist in a psycho ward and I was
talking to the head nurse I never would have imagined things could get worse after
my call. Wrong. To my amazement her supervisor tore into me and blamed me and
all men for Ellis troubles and her own troubles. She said “you are just another
misogynist pig. Ellie was fine until she met you a few months ago. Now, she is
a basket case. What did you do to her you asshole?” Then she hung up.
I was shaking like a leaf I had to get this nut away from me
but she continued to call and rant and rave several times a week, day and night
for another week or so, So, I decided fear would be the only weapon I had to
battle Ellie with. I told her that I had
recorded of all her crazy calls which I still have, and kept notes and
remembered all her drunken ramblings when she had bragged about her sexual
exploits with celebrities, high ranking politicians and some well known
government officials. Very embarrassing stuff and harm could have come to her.
She had been involved with some important people in her 43
years. I told her that one more call to me ever and each of those people, some
of who I had already found, would be given recordings of her drunken phone
calls to me the and explicit details of
what she had told me she had done with them.. Suddenly, her voice grew soft.
“Please don’t” she begged. She was scared straight because she had been in some
bad stuff. “I will never call or bother you again”. She hasn’t.
Monday, January 28, 2013
True match.com hot romance
This is the first part of a new screenplay I have started writing about a hookup on match.com. Just testing for interest. Open for suggestions and investors.
David sits at his computer scanning the online dating site like a trained hunter. He sees this tall, seductive but funky looking bohemian woman about 50 and appearing very indifferent. Smug. Kinda like a hotter version of Faye Dunaway in Bonnie and Clyde” but with a way better rack. David wonders out loud “Is she hot or not”? His 62 year old trained eyes coupled with years of dating experience do not tell him the story. She may be a good one but probably isn’t” She’s probably not worth trying to meet he decides. Then, he goes back to look at her again and read her profile. Divorced, self employed, no kids living at home. She seems indifferent, uncaring as to whether she gets any responses or not, as if she were forced onto the site by a friend or daughter. “Ok. But, …..??? David mumbles to himself” It's worth an email to her he decides.
Maggie email to David
The Match
Fade In
David sits at his computer scanning the online dating site like a trained hunter. He sees this tall, seductive but funky looking bohemian woman about 50 and appearing very indifferent. Smug. Kinda like a hotter version of Faye Dunaway in Bonnie and Clyde” but with a way better rack. David wonders out loud “Is she hot or not”? His 62 year old trained eyes coupled with years of dating experience do not tell him the story. She may be a good one but probably isn’t” She’s probably not worth trying to meet he decides. Then, he goes back to look at her again and read her profile. Divorced, self employed, no kids living at home. She seems indifferent, uncaring as to whether she gets any responses or not, as if she were forced onto the site by a friend or daughter. “Ok. But, …..??? David mumbles to himself” It's worth an email to her he decides.
David writes
"Hi. Check my profile and pictures and see whatcha think.
Maybe we could talk? Sincerely David"
Fade Out To Maggies Apt.
“This blows” she tells Deborah , her friend who convinced
her to pay and go on match.com, the online meat market. “ I keep getting emails from babies and
idiots “ This is not where I want to be”. “ She points at her computer and
shows Debbie a mountain of emails that have come from men all over who fired
off their best lines to her. "Listen to this guy" she taunts and tells Debbie that shes bored and
they should go out for a drink.
Then, as an afterthought Maggie glances at her inbox one more time and sees a new email from a guy named David. She checks his profile information. “what does this dope have to say she asks out loud to Debbie? She reads about David, divorced, still working, no kids at home, lives nearby. She looks at his pictures. No big deal but a different look.
Then, as an afterthought Maggie glances at her inbox one more time and sees a new email from a guy named David. She checks his profile information. “what does this dope have to say she asks out loud to Debbie? She reads about David, divorced, still working, no kids at home, lives nearby. She looks at his pictures. No big deal but a different look.
Certainly not like her cavalry of old boyfriends. She wonders,
“can this grey haired somewhat weird looking but maybe interesting and slightly
sexy guy make her wild libido explode like the last boyfriend who she left her
nice Jewish very boring Dr. husband for. It took Paul Pompei, an ex-boxing champion to finally give her the animal, insatiable sexual fulfillment
she had tried to bury with parties, screenwriting and men. There
was a long history of relationships with all kinds of guys who could recite poetry and fuck at the same time.
But, all that was over and the pickings were slim. A wild life had wiped out most of her following except for the cadre of
loyal friends, men and women who wanted her all the time in some way but who
only served to amuse Maggie.
“Ok, she said to Debbie” I’m ready to go out but hang on?
I’m gonna write this David guy back. "I have nothing happening tomorrow night
and I think he definitely will be ready to see me, she smirked.”
Maggie email to David
“Maybe we could meet
for a drink tomorrow night. Here is my number. Maggie
Fade To David
David looks at his match.com emails and sees that the Bonnie and Clyde looking woman who is Maggie had written back.” "Ok.I'm in business. Something to get excited about. Shes hot."
David calls Maggie
“Hi. This is David, the guy from match. How are you? Would
you like to meet tomorrow night for a drink’? "That’s what I had in mind Maggie
says” How about the Tap Room"? “Fine", he replies. I look just
like my picture David says? “Really?” I hope not too much like it". Maggies first sarcastic line is launched..
She asks is7.30 good?" I’ll be there David answers.
Fade to Bar Interior
David sits outside not seeing Maggie. Finally, he goes inside
and sits at the bar next to this very Slavic looking, tall and sexy woman with
a great face and red hair. She asks “are you David?’ “Yes” You’re Maggie?. "Uh,
yeah I have been sitting here. I didn’t know he explains. "Obviously" , she retorts
but with semi-sweet amusement.
Sizing each other up sitting at bar
David is swept away by the obvious beauty and brains of this
new person. He tries to read Maggie but cannot. Then, she smiles at him and says
she would like to sit down in a small, intimate, booth in the empty bar owned
by her friend.
Maggie waves her hand and points to a booth without looking back.
She had looked closely at this tall guy with black glasses and an
athletic body and was attracted or she would have been gone already.. He had this weird face that she found uniquely
beautiful. Her mind danced and skipped at a furious pace. He was no wild crazy
stud but he did it for her like no one she had ever met before. She could
hardly contain herself as they sat together in the little booth. Being one the worlds
most impulsive brilliant, passionate manics she wanted to start kissing him right away. Instead, she asked
him if they could go for an Italian Beef sandwich. Sure, David said.
In the beef stand they kissed for the first time. Both of them went into a state of euphoria as their lips touched. In the car while driving Maggie home the kissing got frantic. She didn't care that they were driving on a dangerous expressway strip. She was unstoppable jumping all over David. He pulled over before he crashed. She didn't care. Their lips were falling off an hour later when she got out of the car to go up to her apartment. She had to walk her dog
Fade out David driving home
In the beef stand they kissed for the first time. Both of them went into a state of euphoria as their lips touched. In the car while driving Maggie home the kissing got frantic. She didn't care that they were driving on a dangerous expressway strip. She was unstoppable jumping all over David. He pulled over before he crashed. She didn't care. Their lips were falling off an hour later when she got out of the car to go up to her apartment. She had to walk her dog
Fade out David driving home
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