Lust and Murder scene 2#

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SCENE 2! SCENE 1 IN MY PORTFOLIO!
After Farah's neglectful parents are put on trial for the murder of a fellow porn star, Farah must find the true killer despite her constantly changing reality due to drug abuse and mental illness.

Submitted: May 19, 2017

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SCENE 2

EXT. NOON-BACKYARD POOL

Bee on garden flower...stream of water from flowing fountain...mini cocaine mound small mirror. A woman sits down behind cocaine mound. Cuts line of cocaine using credit card. Snorts it. Camera pans out revealing FARAH in bikini. She is skin and bones. FARAH is in backyard with emptied pool. KEITH stands reading a newspaper. FARAH sits down in pool floaty. FARAH paddles away.

FARAH

Did you set the alarm?

KEITH looks up from newspaper with headline: FARH CARTER KEY WITNESS? Folds paper under arm.

KEITH

Yea. No one’s getting in.

FARAH

Are the windows-?

KEITH

Locked.

FARAH

and the-?

KEITH

The alarm is set, the door and windows are locked. I checked this morning. The staff are aware not to be let anyone in and I've got guys out front keeping them off the lawn. No one’s getting in.

 

 

CUT TO: Bee on flower. FARAH remains silent. Freeze frame of her face and sound of camera shutter.

KEITH

(hard to hear over heavy breathing)

I promise.

FARAH remains silent. Dips hand in water. Pulls hand out covered in blood. Smears blood and red lipstick on her face. KEITH sets paper down next to line of cocaine. Title Reads: POOR DAUGHTER OF PORN STAR HOMICIDE.

KEITH

I know you’re thinking of them.

FARAH

Who’s them? My parents? Media? Picketers? Maybe fans? How about porn stars and drug dealers?

FARAH's hand dips into pool of blood. Freeze frame…camera shutter/sound effect on her hand. Sound of heavy breathing.

KEITH

You don’t give a fuck about fans.

FARAH

You know why? Cause typically fans just kidnap and break your ankles.

KEITH

How about I do a round?

CUT TO: Bee leaves flower. Flower begins to bleed.

FARAH

Yes. I would like you to do your job.

KEITH enters house. FARAH floats in pool surrounded by only water…cicadas become gradually overwhelming.

CUT TO: CAMERA angle from inside bushes…sound of heavy breathing clashing with cicadas…overwhelming noise…A branch snaps and all noise stops. FARAH turns and sees…

THOMAS W. JONES…mid-thirties but model physique…superficial charm over egocentricity and narcissism…stepping out from bushes…caught.

THOMAS

I apologize for the unorthodox way I’ve entered your estate MRS. CARTER, but I do have some pressing questions.

FARAH

Don’t call me MRS. CARTER I’m not nearly as old as you.

THOMAS begins taking pictures of FARAH.

FARAH

I’m sure now that as a wanna-be tabloid journalist that you're aware you just broke about a dozen laws. Not to mention the restraining order THOMAS.

THOMAS takes photos while walking around pool for better angle. THOMAS moves like a snake. CUT TO: CAMERA’s perspective. Freeze frame of FARAH posing mockingly. CAMERA’s photography for a beat turns red hued…pool water is blood. Close up of FARAH’s chest…shutter…Close up of needles bruises on arms…shutter.

CUT TO: THOMAS snapping pictures in front of FARAH…white toothed smile.

THOMAS

We all have a story to tell FARAH. And you know me. So why not tell all? Get all that anxiety off your chest. Who knows? It might make enemies into fans.

FARAH

So, you concerned for my wellbeing now?

THOMAS

I’m concerned if you don’t let the truth out soon, people will find out. But yes little FARAH, concern is one of the words.

FARAH

Oh, the truth?  Sort of like how you told people ANNETTA tried to push me off the balcony.

THOMAS

She did and now she’s dead.

THOMAS takes a snap of the cocaine on the mirror. FARAH laughs at THOMAS. CUT TO: FARAH’s face is smeared in red blood…strange smile…overly happy.

CUT TO: THOMAS is offended…red hue…

THOMAS

Are you high?

CUT TO: Normalcy. Previous dialogue not acknowledge.

THOMAS

(offended)

Yea, I know you did it little FARAH. Stabbed her forty-six times.

FARAH

Oh? And this is your next tabloid? Pathetic. You should have stuck to porn, but I guess no ones hiring child rapists I guess. Then again, here you are breaking into an underage girls house and doing nothing less than taking pictures of her. I guess some things never change.

THOMAS

Are you saying I’m a predator?

FARAH

We both already knew that.

THOMAS is amused. 

THOMAS

You were always my favorite pageant girl little FARAH.

THOMAS takes off his shoes…sits at edge of pool…dips feet in.

THOMAS

Which is exactly why I’m breaking the order. Your parents will spend the rest of their life’s in prison while you go to some shitty foster home, probably in orange county. I, however, can offer you an opportunity, to tell the truth. I’ll even give you access to a plea bargain and lawyers. Maybe make it seem like it was out of some cry for help. All you have to do…

THOMAS takes picture.

THOMAS

Is tell the truth.

FARAH

What was it like getting fucked in the ass by ANNETA? Did you like it? Did you bleed?

CUT TO: FARAH pointing and laughing at THOMAS with abnormally sharp teeth.

FARAH

Fag! Pedophile! Pathetic! Pathetic! Pathetic!

CUT TO: Normality. Previous dialogue not acknowledged.

THOMAS

I’ve got people claiming all sort of stuff about you and ANNETTA.

FARAH

And again, yet you’re here.

THOMAS

I knew you would never agree to have an interview without first hearing a proposition and what’s the point of calling when we both know you wouldn’t answer.

THOMAS puts camera down.

FARAH

Probably because I don’t want to be near your pedophile ass.

THOMAS

Hey, I never knew those girls were underage.

FARAH

Didn’t think to check before posting to your cum dumpster blog?

THOMAS

It’s your only chance FARAH. I can prove your parent’s innocence or you can tell the public the unaltered truth.

CUT TO: THOMAS…golden teeth.

THOMAS

Ratings little FARAH! Make them forget! Make them forget me!

CUT TO: normality.

FARAH

Live?

THOMAS

Yes! Yes! If that’s what you want!

FARAH

I get to choose the questions. Anything else and I leave.

THOMAS

Absolutely! Writers integrity at its finest!

FARAH

You know what I really want THOMAS? I really truly with all my god damn heart want you to respect the restraining order and keep your pedophile ass as far away from me as possible and I want your fans, the ones who celebrate your sex offending ass to drown and leave me the fuck alone.

THOMAS is pushed into the water with his camera…he floats to the top coughing…sees KEITH standing on pool edge…struggles to swim to the pool edge. Gets out.

THOMAS

No! No! No!

THOMAS removes voice recorder from pants pocket. Messes with camera but it will not turn on…it begins to bleed. KEITH smashes tape recorder under foot and throws camera into pool…sinking to the bottom. KEITH puts mobile phone up to ear.

KEITH

I’m calling the cops.

FARAH

Don’t. It’ll only convince his fans he’s all the more right. They’d post his bail before morning.

KEITH’s mouth foams for a beat.

KEITH

He broke a fucking restraining order!

FARAH

And I’ve had enough cops around me to last a fucking lifetime!

THOMAS is utterly submissive to KEITH.

THOMAS

I’ll give you a couple days little FARAH. You should really think about it. Cause either way this is all getting out to the public. You think all those people whispering about your parents are bad? Wait till they start talking about you.

KEITH violently escorts THOMAS off the property …barks at THOMAS like a dog while foaming from mouth.

FARAH takes a drag of a mystery cig…sound of cicadas becoming overwhelming noisy. SMASHED CAMERA at the bottom of the pool bleeding...takes picture.

FADE IN.


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