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Day 6 Assignment
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TRENT & ROBERT DRAFT 2
INT. NIGHT CLUB – NIGHT
Early evening, not very busy. TRENT, a meticulously dressed hipster, saunters up to attendant ANGIE. She stands by the door to a private VIP section.
TRENT
Angie, just who I hoped to see.
Angie looks as if she doesn’t know the man.
TRENT (CONT’D)
I’m having a little meeting with an associate and need some privacy…
He looks to the VIP room.
ANGIE
You need to pre-book the VIP room.
TRENT
This is kind of last minute. He’ll be here any moment. We’ll only need like ten minutes.
ANGIE
Your name.
TRENT
Trent, of course. You know I’m always here with Depp and Slash.
ANGIE
Huh.
He flashes a huge smile.
ANGIE (CONT’D)
It’s booked for eight.
Trent sees his associate ROBERT across the room. Robert is dressed casually. He walks with hesitation as he feels out of place.
TRENT
Robert. Ten minutes is all.
ANGIE
I don’t – –
TRENT
– – I promise I’ll make it worthwhile.
He presses two twenties in Angie’s palm.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Bieber is coming to town. His whole entourage will fill your club. We’re like this.
He clasps his hands together. Angie smiles. Robert approaches.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Robert. I was telling Angie all about your accomplishments.
ROBERT
Hello Angie. Love the name.
TRENT
I booked the VIP. Had to pull rank on a top producer to get it.
Trent steps into the VIP room.
ROBERT
(to Angie)
Trent takes after me. Beautiful neckless, Angie.
He joins Trent in the VIP room.
INT. VIP ROOM – NIGHT
It’s a small, well-appointed room with a liquor cabinet.
ROBERT
What a marvelous, posh little hideaway.
TRENT
It’s one of my regular haunts. Angie and the staff go out of their way to cater to me.
ROBERT
You obviously have done well for yourself. Fashionable clothing, high-tone hangouts. Probably some hot babes. Right?
TRENT
A tip, be generous with de l’argent and you’ll be treated like this is your very home.
ROBERT
I was hoping to have a drink, but the cabinet appears to be locked.
TRENT
Oh, someone will be in shortly. Have a seat.
They sit at a table.
ROBERT
So, Trent, what’s the occasion? We don’t normally socialize.
TRENT
I want to commend you on how you’ve been advising Lindsey.
ROBERT
Thanks.
TRENT
You seemed to came out of nowhere and in so little time are hanging with Lindsey.
ROBERT
I’ve been a big, no a gigantic admirer of her talent. Such a voice. She is one very special lady
and deserves the best.
TRENT
You are absolutely correct. The best.
ROBERT
We just clicked. I was surprised she’d listen to me, but we hit it off. Maybe I don’t deserve it, but I do what I can.
TRENT
Well, that’s something. Remind me what you were doing before clicking with Lindsey.
ROBERT
Um, PR with some bands.
TRENT
Which ones?
ROBERT
You know some metal, various artists. The usual.
TRENT
Well, Lindsey’s not easily impressed. You must have the touch.
ROBERT
I could really use a drink.
TRENT
I’m getting a little parched as well. As you must know Lindsey has this big important event coming up soon.
ROBERT
I’m aware.
TRENT
If it goes as planned, which it will, her career will skyrocket to another universe. We don’t want anything to hinder that.
ROBERT
Of course we don’t.
Robert licks his parched lips.
TRENT
You know what, I’m sick of waiting. Guess what? I didn’t come alone.
Trent removes a flask from his jacket pocket. He gets up and selects two glasses and places them on their table.
ROBERT
Finally.
TRENT
I’m always thinking ahead.
He pours a drink for Robert.
ROBERT
Thanks.
Trent sits and starts to pour one for himself.
TRENT
I seem to have miscalculated.
The flask is dry. Robert slides his glass to Trent.
TRENT (CONT’D)
No. You’re my guest.
He slides the drink back to Robert.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Drink slow. Could be awhile ’till the cabinet gets opened.
Robert takes a sip. Trent picks up his empty glass and clinks Robert’s.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Congratulations, I know you’ve had a hand in shaping the big event.
ROBERT
A small role.
TRENT
Are you aware that someone tired to leak a story that Lindsey was heavy into meth?
ROBERT
Noway.
TRENT
That she is unable to function and is becoming reclusive.
ROBERT
Who would do such a thing?
TRENT
Someone was about to spread that malicious gossip. For a big payoff.
Robert stares at Trent.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Congratulations Robert on attempting to sabotage Lindsey’s career. You are that someone.
ROBERT
What? That’s total nonsense.
TRENT
Fortunately we discovered this before you could release these lies.
ROBERT
I would never do anything to jeopardize Lindsey. Never.
TRENT
We have the evidence. Emails, calls to The Enquirer.
ROBERT
That was something totally unrelated to Lindsey.
TRENT
You pulled the same shitty stunt with the actress Paula Amanti.
ROBERT
Never heard of her.
TRENT
No one has. Your ugly gossip wiped her off the map.
Trent tosses a sheet of paper down.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Here’s confirmation from The Enquirer’s editor. They’re killing your fabrication to avoid a suit.
Robert glances at the sheet. Trent stands.
TRENT (CONT’D)
You thought you could step over me, take advantage of me? No. You’re beat.
Robert sweats. He takes one last swig. Trent leaves the VIP room and shuts the door.
Robert sinks into his chair. The sweat is profuse. His face turns red and he starts to choke. He grasps his throat. His mouth foams. Robert collapses on the floor of the VIP room.
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This reply was modified 3 years, 5 months ago by Patrick Malone.
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Hi Patrick…your fellow classmate, Andrea, here. I posted the feedback for this assignment under Day 7. The forum/lesson connection feels a bit confusing, so I’m not sure if I put it in the right place. But it is there if you are interested. Best, Andrea
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Robert and Trent – 2nd Draft
FADE IN
EXT. POOLSIDE – NIGHT
INSERT: Cell Phone Screen
Cell phone video footage racks focus on the High School Super Bowl Champs banner that stretches above an in-ground pool.
Music THUMPS. The picture zooms out: a raucous teen party is in full swing. In the frame couples dance, and make out, and drink.
The phone whip pans and ROBERT’S (17) face fills the screen. He has the detached quality of Timothy Chalamet, but he’s not nearly as pretty.
ROBERT
Sup! Coming to you live from the celebration. As you can see — we’re having a good time. I’m on the hunt for party planner extraordinaire and my main man…
… and suddenly Robert’s cool detachment dissolve as he yells at the top of his lungs…
ROBERT
Treeeennnnnttttt!
BACK TO SCENE
Everyone in earshot responds…
PARTY GOERS
Treeeennnnnttttt!
And the party resumes at an even more heightened level.
DING. A text message arrives.
INSERT: Text message from Trent which reads: “Get the fuck up here.”
BACK TO SCENE
Robert smiles and makes his way through the crowd and into the
INT. HOUSE – NIGHT
KITCHEN
where he slides on the periphery, a friendly voyeur hiding behind his camera — laughing with anyone, eveyone for a few seconds before moving on.
He passes out of the kitchen into a darkened hall. The smile fades. He leans agains the wall. His breathing is rapid. He runs his fingers nervously through his hair.
DING. He checks the text and moves up the
STAIRS
back to his public persona as he speaks into the camera.
ROBERT
Very mysterious, this disappearance by our man of the hour.
As he reaches the second floor, Robert raises his eyebrows suggestively.
ROBERT
What could he be up to? Let’s check the bedroom, shall we?
He makes his way down the hall and pushes open the door. TRENT (17), high school quarterback, stands in a darkened room at a window that overlooks the pool. He’s rolling a small ball between his fingers — a magician’s trick.
TRENT
What the fuck took you so long?
ROBERT
Aw. I missed you too babe.
TRENT
I told you to knock it off with…
… then off Robert’s cell phone…
TRENT
Is that on?
ROBERT
Always.
Trent barrels forward and swats at the phone, it flies across the room and hits the wall before crashing to the floor.
TRENT
What the hell’s the matter with you?
Robert stays cool and easy. In his most reassuring tone…
ROBERT
No worries. I was just trying to help.
TRENT
By getting me arrested?
ROBERT
Nah. By getting you an alibi.
We come out as a couple and I’ll swear we were together all night.
Robert smiles flirtatiously.
TRENT
You say anything like that again and I swear I’ll put you through that wall.
ROBERT
Okay, okay — can’t blame a boy for trying. But it’s cool; I get it; you just need a friend. I can do friends.
Trent resumes his magic ball practice, rolling the ball between his fingers.
TRENT
What I need is someone who follows directions. Who doesn’t fuck up left and right. And who knows enough not to film something that could land us both in jail.
ROBERT
I wasn’t the one who was driving.
TRENT
Shut up. Just (beat) shut up.
ROBERT
For someone who needs my help moving a dead girl’s body, you should be a little nicer to me.
Trent glares, but is calmer.
TRENT
Did you do like I told you? Exactly like I told you.
ROBERT
Yeah, man. It’s all set. He’ll be… yup, see, there he is now.
Someone wearing Trent’s football jersey and helmet climbs onto the garage roof. He screams “CHAMPS.” The Party Goers go wild at the sight of him.
ROBERT
See! Right out of Central Casting.
TRENT
What if someone tries to get close to him.
ROBERT
He’s a starving actor. Trust me, the 1500 bucks you promised him is motivation to put on a good show but stay far enough away that no one will suspect anything. Brilliant, plan by the way. Though, I still think my plan was pretty good too.
TRENT
There’s a dozen girls down there that would dispute your plan.
Trent makes the magic ball disappear, then seemingly pulls it from Robert’s ear.
TRENT
Misdirection. Make them think they all saw me here, and I can be anywhere.
They watch as fake Trent jumps from the garage roof to a nearby tree branch.
ROBERT
Did I mention he has Parkour experience.
TRENT
Your sure he’ll stay quiet?
ROBERT
Yeah, of course. I mean, I’ve got video and you’ve got the money, right?
Trent is silent.
ROBERT
Right?!
TRENT
Yeah, I mean I will as soon as my mom get’s back.
ROBERT
Your mom’s in Italy!
Trent grabs Robert by the throat pushes him up against the wall.
TRENT
I’ll get it!!!
Robert struggles to breath through the stranglehold.
TRENT
I can just as easily bury two bodies tonight.
Trent punches Robert in the gut for emphasis, but backs off. Robert catches his breath, and his composure. He smiles.
ROBERT
I love it when you take charge.
TRENT
Time to go.
They exit the room quietly and turn down the hall in the opposite direction of the party. The door closes. A dim light issues from something on the floor by the wall. It’s the cell phone.
The door opens again.
ROBERT
(whispering)
My phone, I need to get it.
Robert crosses the room and picks up the phone.
INSERT: cell phone screen
It’s still recording.
BACK TO SCENE
Robert smiles.
He heads back out, closing the door behind.
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