Friday 28 May 2010

Episode One: Prison Break.

The script is here enjoy.









NEMESIS DAWN OF A LEGEND#1

By

Andre Farquharson

Forthcoming part 1 of 4
“Prison Break”

Revised Draft
May 22nd 2010












PAGE ONE (3 Panels)
1. On top of a building, a man, hidden in the shadows looks down on the streets below. It is evening time now as the skies are orange. His name, HENRY, 24. African-American with neck-length cornrows. He speaks to us through captions that represent his inner "thoughts".

HENRY/CAP
My name is Henry Jackson, took me ages to get to where I'm at. D'ere's a sayin' in da arts, dark an' light. Chinese say yin an' yang. I call it good guy, bad guy.

HENRY/CAP
I've had ah lotta folks tell me I'm too much fo' my own good. I tell 'em I'm not so bad when all y'all get tah kno' me. Dah facts, I born from Baltimore, have a condo in Brooklyn, but raised in Queens.

2. HENRY steps into the last rays of sun light. He wears a black trench coat and underneath, a maroon colour bodysuit that stops right to his neck. It is his suit made of tight Kevlar. He smiles, but slyly.

HENRY/CAP
That's right, where 50 Cent used to live, 'cept I don't rap. But I like his beats. I'm ah real soldier an' hunt guys wid dah real shit. I'm talkin' A-K's, M-40'S an' M41's here, but that was back in the day.

3. He now stoops down on one knee, HENRY peers down at us. His full body is shown from below; we can see he has on golden gi pants and boots. The urban warrior rests.

HENRY/CAP
When I turned 18, I taught I were doin' a service. Was lost, ready to take on the world, arrogant, a real big smart ass who blamed everybody but himself.

HENRY/CAP
That's where balance comes in, I was a beast. A killer, thug, whatever the cost I did it. Not by choice. Jus' a coupla stuff I got stuck in. Real deep. I'mma show you how it's done.

PAGE TWO (4 Panels)
1. Cut to a prison inside solitary confinement, the hall is in ruins, no sign of life except a youngster HENRY, 18, found on the concrete floor. He wakes up, dazed, in an unrestrained environment. The cells where all the prisoners were kept are now empty; hygiene is a major issue as there are traces of blood, sweat, phlegm etc.

CAPTION
Sao Paulo, Brazil: Seven years earlier.

HENRY
What?

2. HENRY gets up and walks across the hall, technicians, guards and some prisoners lay on the ground like dead flies. He cannot bear to see it, but at the same time wants to learn more.

HENRY
Holy shit!

3. FLASHBACK: the vision is not that clear, almost impossible to make out. What can be seen in this hallucinatory state are basic human shapes with sprays of blood from the neck done by someone with their bare hands. Who is the killer? The suspect does this with inhuman ease.

HENRY
No way!

4. Henry exits the prison on the grounds. Trucks are nearby a parking block as the lone survivor of the prison break goes toward a huge wall, blocking him from the outside world. What is left of some BIG REINFORCEMENTS sound on the radios in PORTUGUESE.

GUARD 1
Security breach! The prisoners have escaped! The prisoners have escaped!

HENRY/CAP
I need tah bail!

PAGE THREE (5 Panels)
1. Angle on his trousers, crooked, dirty, he attempts to leap this wall. In a start position he does it in the best effort to get up there.

2. From below, Henry leaps across the wall, a track-star winning the stride, his face bright with surprise. Although in disbelief, his facial expression straightens in a driven attitude.

3. The leap covers at least three miles distance and 40-50 feet above in the air. The small figure of Henry cowers, arm stretches, lower body curls, he is about to hit a tree.

HENRY/CAP
Aw sh--!

4. A near hit, the young man descends, just as he reaches the branches and grabs the leaves like a mad man. He is close to the bottom.

5. He lands on the soil in a barren South American jungle. As he begins to adjust to his surroundings and from the impossible feat he just did he picks up the pace to run through bushes ahead.

PAGE FOUR (5 Panels)
1. Henry brushes past the wild in athletic fashion, he cuts into the leaves with both hands that clip off the wood as he moves along.

HENRY/CAP
What's going on? Last I remember I'm on death row. I meet some crazy guy an-!

2. He stops, and finds a branch splatter out pieces of wood behind him. More shots come out from no where missing its target.

HENRY/CAP
Not now!

3. Henry turns; the shots come from three, hefty, BRAZILIAN GUARDS not far away. The leader spots a trail and guides his men, who are equipped with rifles.

4. The GUARDS pass the spot where their escaped convict settled. On the other hand, Henry hides behind a thick bush and large tree. He then peeps to see them run deep into the Amazon.

HENRY/CAP
I'm lucky they didn't bring their damn hounds; me an' dogs really don't get along.

5. HENRY cries and reels in pain as he puts his hand to his forehead. The whole sensation begins to crack out like a big headache ten fold.


HENRY
AHH!


PAGE FIVE-SIX (Spread)
1. Henry gets flashes of memory which paste into reality. Each recollection circles around him in spirit form, it fades; one shows a beautiful girl in soft brown skin called MARIA. His palm throbs. Others show two more COLLEGE KIDS, a Native American, and Caucasian male.

HENRY
MAN! AHHHHH IT! AHHHHH! MY HEAD!

PAGE SEVEN (3 Panels)
1. Suddenly, a bullet ruptures his cheek bone, the blast quiets him down. His eyes go wide in shock, mouth gaping but not wailing, not anymore, as this may very well silence him forever.

2. The bullet catches him in the flesh at all sides. He faces us as Henry’s chest receives the most injuries, we then see the guards from earlier, behind him open fire. The LEADER of the group stands in front and raises his rifle in the air.

LEADER
Shoot him down, whatever it takes! He's a murderer and so must die!

STOCKY GUARD 1
Nice one, I've been waiting for this.

HENRY
Stop! AHHHH! I don't understand what you're saying... why're you doing this?!

STOCKY GUARD 2
This guy never shuts up for once.

3. Henry falls down onto the ground, out of action, the guard’s tower over him. One check for a pulse, LEADER stands far back holding the rifle like a cowboy. The second guard still aims his rifle.

STOCKY GUARD 1
He's put down for good. Let's go.

LEADER
Check him again. I want to make sure.

STOCKY GUARD 2
Boss knows his stuff, go check will you?

STOCKY GUARD 1
(Linked)
No pulse. He's really out for sure.

LEADER
Ha! Least he gets a fast execution!

PAGE EIGHT (1 Panel)
1. To our surprise, the convict wakes up in panic. His shirt that he wears now shed with blood, gun shot wounds strangely begin to knit up rapidly. The only thing left is the moist skin tissues where the bullets pop out of as it tries to repair itself. Already portions of his skin heals up great but horribly so. Henry rises with both his fists clenched and both his eyes turn into a greenish-black colour, he boils with rage.


HENRY
(Dark)
All y'all just got yourselves screwed now bitches!


To Be Continued...


Next issue: Open Wounds.



- Written by Andre Farquharson

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