2nd draft for Disaster short

By Sara_Nova

Here's an updated version of my script. It's still a rough draft and needs lots more work, especially shot descriptions.

I'm also working on fixing formatting errors. I'm not used to writing in screenplay format, so my next draft will adhere to industry standards more closely.

UNTITLED HITRECORD DISASTER MOVIE

Woman A – American, lives in a large city.
Woman B – Australian, lives in a major city
Man C - American, lives in a small town about two or three days’ drive from Woman A

A global catastrophe wipes out nearly the entire world in an instant. The characters are using cell phones, laptops and camcorders to record their thoughts.

INT. CAMERA TURNS ON

WOMAN A
Something horrible happened last night. I woke up because they were screaming. It was about one in the morning and they were all screaming. The whole building. I could hear them from floors away. It went on for like, 10 minutes. Or an hour. Then it all stopped at once. I haven’t heard anything since. I’ve looked for people outside my window and there’s nothing. I’ve knocked on every door in the building and there’s no answer. It’s been hours and there’s just…nothing.

WOMAN B
Oh God! Oh GodohGodohGod…

WOMAN B is overcome with panic and is unable to continue

MAN C
(Crying)
She’s dead. God, she’s dead.

WOMAN A
(Holding cell phone)
There’s no TV, no radio, no cell phones. I can’t seem to get a hold of anyone. I don’t know what the hell is going on. The power’s out. I don’t have a lot of food here.
(Fearfully)
I have to get outside.

WOMAN B
Nonononononono. NO!!

MAN C
Last night she just started screaming in her sleep. I tried to wake her ‘cause I thought she was having a nightmare. She just kept screaming and shaking. I had to hold her down. There’s blood coming out of her nose, just streaming out…

MAN C holds his head in his hand, unable to continue.

WOMAN B
(Trying to regain composure)
They’re dead! I was walking home from work and…

WOMAN A
(Crying)
I knew it! They all died and left me here!

MAN C
(Fiddling with cell phone)
How do I… I called 911 and I couldn’t get any service. Where the hell is everyone?!

WOMAN B
Everybody on the street. They all just died! All at once!
(She fights back tears)
God!
(She nearly breaks down, but is able to just barely speak the next line.)
I don’t understand.

MAN C
(Panicking)
I tried to find help. There’s no one around. I’ve knocked on every door I can find and no one’s answering. The whole town is dead. I looked through the windows and it’s all the same. Just like…

WOMAN B
(Stares into camera. Says nothing.)

MAN C
(Holding up a bloody cloth)
This is her blood! Something killed her and everyone else! People don’t just die! Not like that!

WOMAN A
This just doesn’t make sense!

WOMAN B
(Calmly)
There’s no one left. I’m trapped. I can’t get out of the city. They all died in their cars. The roads are completely blocked.

WOMAN A
How is this happening?

MAN C
(Quietly)
She’s still beautiful. Somehow, she’s still…she looks like she’s sleeping. After all that. I won’t leave her. I can’t let her be alone. Someone will come and save us.

WOMAN A
(In a quiet, child-like voice)
Who am I supposed to go to for help?

WOMAN B
I made some dinner. Just some beans. I can’t remember the last time I ate dinner by myself. My family’s gone.

WOMAN A
I did get some stuff. Some food and things. I just took it. I’ve never stolen anything before…ever.

MAN C
MAN C is weary and a bit intoxicated
It’s been nearly a day and still there’s nothing. I keep telling myself to eat. I can’t eat. The food in the fridge is gonna go bad, but I just can’t eat it.
(Hold’s up nearly empty glass of beer)
I can still drink, though.
(Takes a sip)
Oh yeah, cheers.
(Finishes rest of beer)

WOMAN B
Last week we argued. My mom wanted…oh, it was just so stupid. Such a stupid argument.

MAN C
Oh, my baby. It’s been a day and…oh God. I have to bury her…

WOMAN A
The streets are mostly empty. I keep listening for sirens. For anything. It’s so, so quiet. I can’t take this!

WOMAN B
Mumma, I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry! I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean it-

MAN C
MAN C is dirty and sweaty from shoveling.
(Sighs)
Yeah
MAN C wipes his dirty brow with his shirt sleeve.

WOMAN B
(Calmly)
There are a lot of things I’m sorry for.

MAN C
I can’t stay here.

WOMAN A
The sun is up again. I don’t think I slept. I’m not actually sure. It’s all so strange. I feel so strange. Is this really real?

MAN C
INT. DAY—CAR—GARAGE
MAN C is clean and wearing a different shirt.

I’ve packed up some supplies.

Camera pans to show BAGS in back seat

Food and water and clothes and stuff. I’m going to find what I can.

Camera pans back to MAN C

Maybe somebody’s alive.
(Touches his wedding ring while looking in the distance)
There’s gotta be.

WOMAN B
I don’t understand why I’m still here. I don’t- Everyone else is dead, but I’m still here. Is this some kind of punishment? I’m not a bad person. Not really. I just don’t get why I have to be here.

WOMAN A
Do you know what I can’t stop thinking about? It’s so stupid. I keep thinking about this time in middle school when I embarrassed a boy on the school bus. He’d been a bit mean to me. Not all the time, just once or twice. More annoying than mean, I guess. But I did a silly thing and I embarrassed him. It got out of hand and some other kids joined in and made it worse. I didn’t mean for it to happen like that.
(Looks down for a moment)
He moved away not long after, or just went to a different school, I don’t actually know. I never got to apologize. I don’t think I ever would’ve had the chance again, but now I can’t.

MAN C
I haven’t found anything. I stopped in a town a ways back. Nothing. I’ll just keep driving.

WOMAN B
Did they go to Heaven? Was this the Rapture? My mother believed, but I didn’t. Did I get stuck here because I didn’t believe? All alone because I stopped going to church?

WOMAN A
There’s a smell. I can smell them. I can smell them.

WOMAN B
Is this what you wanted? What kind of God are you that you would just leave me here? Why did you leave me here, all alone?

MAN C
EXT. On an empty road. MAN C leans on car.

So far I’ve gone about 100 miles. The highways aren’t too bad, hardly any cars. Sometimes I see cars in ditches or crashed. I don’t stop to check anymore. They’re always dead.

WOMAN A
(Holds hand under her nose)
Oh God, it’s getting worse. I need to open a window.

MAN C
One nice thing…gas is free.
(Chuckles ruefully, then looks away.)

WOMAN B
There can’t be a God that would do this.
(Starts to cry)
How am I supposed to keep going? There’s no one, not a fucking soul! They’re all just dead and rotting and turning colors and the world is just spinning and…I don’t belong here. I’m just a remnant.

WOMAN A
INT. Next to open window

I’m trying to think about what to do and I’m just stuck. If I stay here, then what? Wait for the smell to get so bad I have to leave? Do I try to find other people? Do I just sit here and die?

WOMAN B
WOMAN B holds up a PHOTOGRAPH of her mother. Her eyes are red but she’s not crying. She looks at it wistfully and touches the image with her finger. She kisses the PHOTOGRAPH and sighs.

MAN C
(Drinking from a water bottle)
Taking a short break. It’s a long ride. I have no idea where I’m actually going. I don’t even really know where I am now.

WOMAN A
(Worried)
Should I be trying to um, get rid of? That’s not how I should say it…dispose of? I mean, should I do something about the bodies? Not all of them, there’s nothing I can do, but the ones in my building. I can’t bury them because that’s too hard. The ground is frozen and even if it were summer I couldn’t possibly bury them all. Not by myself.

MAN C
I’m not used to driving like this. I had music before, but my iPod died. No conversation. I’m not one to do a lot of talking while I drive but she did. It used to annoy me, actually, but…

WOMAN A
Should I burn them? I’d have to take them all outside. I can’t burn the building down - I live here. Maybe just the ones on my floor? But if they smell like this already…
(Distressed)
I can’t possibly deal with it. I can’t touch them!

WOMAN B
Do you know what? I’m actually, now that I physically can’t cry anymore, I’m…bored. It doesn’t make any sense, but I have nothing to do and nowhere to be. There’s no one waiting for me. There’s no electricity.
(Holds up a book)
I tried to do some reading, but my brain is just a big puddle. All I have is this computer. I had to steal some batteries—well it isn’t really stealing anymore is it—but I took some batteries just so I could keep recording this.
(Snorts)
And no one’s even going to see this anyway.

WOMAN A
I feel so unbelievably lonely. That’s a stupid thing to say. Of course I’m lonely, I’m alone.
(Thinks for a moment)
I just can’t believe I’ll never get to speak to anyone again.

MAN C
INT. MAN C is laying in back seat of car. Bags have been shifted about to accommodate.

I’m exhausted. I have to sleep in the car. I tried a couple motels, but there were bodies. I’ll just stick to the car. Get things when I need ‘em. Stay on the road.
(Swallows)
I haven’t gone far enough.

WOMAN A
I’m such a coward. I don’t even have a reason to be afraid of anything. There’s no one to hurt me. No one’s going to rob me or murder me or rape me or anything. But I don’t think I can go back out there!
(Begins to cry)

WOMAN B
(Angrily)
I eat and I drink and I shit and I wait for nothing to happen. I go to the street for what I need to survive and I come back here and wait for nothing. There is no reason for this! There is nothing but death and flies. They’re all dead but the flies still circle and land and breed and die just like they always did.

MAN C
It’s too quiet. I got so used to the sound of another person.
(Takes a beat)
We were talking about having kids…

MAN C Looks away. Keeps himself from breaking down. Barely.

WOMAN B
(Quietly)
Do you think God exists? Would I be forgiven?

MAN C
Back on the road. I’ve been sticking to country roads now. You hit more towns that way. Still haven’t found anybody. She always said to keep your chin up. I’m keeping my chin up. Much as I can.

WOMAN B
I loved a lot of people. I didn’t say it much, though but I loved. Jonno, Paul, Jack. Lucy and Francis. Kyle, I wish we could’ve found a way to make up. So many people. And they’re all gone and I miss them.

WOMAN A
Mom and Dad and Brian. I need you guys! Sarah! We’ve been best friends since the fourth grade and who’s gonna be my friend now?

WOMAN B
All I have left now is the past.

MAN C
Can’t look back. Just keep moving forward.
(Chokes up for a second)
Oh, stop it! No, I just have to keep going. Someone is alive out there, I know it! I can save her.
(Clears throat)
Or him, I mean.
(Starts to choke up again)
Oh, just stop it!
(Takes a beat)
It’s getting dark out now. I’m so tired, but I’ll make another stop tomorrow for supplies and keep driving.

WOMAN A
I have no tears left in me. I’m starting to run low on food again. The smell is awful, but I just can’t leave. It’s the same everywhere anyway, so where would I go?

MAN C
iNT. MAN C is sitting in driver’s seat. Car is stopped.

It’s been hard trekking through. At least the streets are mostly empty, but there are still some cars out, blocking the roads. I just keep driving through every side street, honking my horn and hoping somebody hears. Nobody yet.

WOMAN B
We’ve all tried so hard to make a mark on this world. We worried so much about so much. We thought we were destroying it.
(Looks downward with a smirk)
Yeah, well…
(Looks directly into camera)
The world has already forgotten us.

WOMAN C Holds up an empty bottle of sleeping pills. She smiles briefly, then scowls.

WOMAN A
INT. WOMAN A is laying on bed with camera close to her face.
How much of my life have I spent like this? The sad thing is, that for all intents and purposes, my life hasn’t changed. All those nights that I just stayed home. All the chances I didn’t take. I haven’t had a boyfriend in, well longer than I’d like to say. I had people in my life—I had friends and family—but I didn’t give them my time. I’m not alone now because “now” isn’t what’s changed. I’m alone now because I always have been.

MAN C
I saw a light! I think it came from an apartment window, but I don’t know where. It was a moment, but then I lost it. I don’t know where it came from. I’ll wait until dark to see if I can find it again. Please, God, let someone be alive.

WOMAN B
WOMAN B Looks tired and a bit dazed

I’m…I don’t have anything left to say.

WOMAN A
I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I’m stuck I’m stuck I’m stuck I’m stuck I’m stuck. What the fuck am I supposed-

A knock at the door startles WOMAN A. She gasps and blinks.

Screen goes black.


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2nd draft for Disaster short

Created: Feb 17, 2010

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