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FADE IN -NIGHT
PRE-TITLE SEQUENCE
THE CITY- SYDNEY,AUSTRALIA PRESENT TIME
A low helicopter shot as it flies over the familiar-looking
harbour. The view is of the Sydney Harbour Bridge framing the
equally iconic and famous Opera House, both aglow with light
and that of the sparkling buildings,reflected on the water.
Now, THE CAMERA MOVES AWAY from this main Harbour area to a
quieter section-some inner harbour area-still close to the
city-and still close to the water's edge. Now we BEGIN TO
HEAR the low murmuring of voices, interspersed with light
laughter,soft music, the tinkling of glasses,and UNDERNEATH
IT ALL-THE LAPPING OF WATER.
We are still travelling over the water-now showing some of
the expensive and luxurious condos,and mansions that dominate
these areas and line the expensive shores. Places Like Rose
Bay, Elizabeth Bay,and this particular area-Lavender Bay.
This is "The High End" of the social strata. The "Partying"
sounds are louder now,and THE CAMERA SWOOPS DOWN AND AROUND
to one particular building. It stands three or four stories
over the water straddling the side of the hill. Now we see
the line of limo's lining up, as the helicopter sweeps around
to the other side of the building.
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CLOSE-UP
SIGN
Proclaiming a private "wrap" party for just-finished adult
themed film; a screening and awards for adult-entertainment
achievements.
CLOSE-UP
CAMERA SWEEPS ACROSS SEVERAL PHOTOS
Of actresses as well as several actors and a caption stating:
"Photo Ops Available".
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EXT. HARBOUR-SIDE OF BUILDING
SLOWLY ZOOM IN ON The top floor as the partying sounds are
overshadowed by the sounds of lapping water once again-then
this sound rapidly becomes one of someone urinating
CLOSE-UP
A CUNT-PEEING
It is a beautifully-trimmed blond pussy, pissing furiously
that's what the sound is.
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THE WOMAN-SHARON
She's dressed in a great-looking Marilyn-type "Seven Year
Itch" style dress
CLOSE-UP
AT THE MIRROR
Checks herself, puts on lip-gloss; grabs everything and
shoves it all back into a small bag. Something jams- she
reaches in.
CLOSE-UP
A COMPACT AUTOMATIC
BACK TO:
SHARON
And she shoves everything back in, sweeps out of the
room,leaving light on.
CLOSE-UP
HER HAND
LONG AND SINEWY-like everything about her- as it reaches in
an switches off the light.
OFF CAMERA there is the sound of partying going on in the
MAIN AREA of the floor. Up here though, it is quieter. As she
starts back toward the main area, she hears something.
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BEDROOM DOOR
Sharon's hand quietly opening it.
CUT TO:
INT. BED-ROOM
Two guys FUCKING THE HELL OUT OF A GIRL. SHE'S ON ALL FOURS
doggy style, She's taking one guy in the rear-giving the
other in front a blow job. They're OBLIVIOUS to anything
else.
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SHARON
A bit shocked, but mostly intrigued...and she quietly closes
the door, tip-toes Down the corridor to:
HER P.O.V.
FROM THE BALCONY
This is the area OVERLOOKING THE MAIN FOYER/LIVING ROOM AREA.
It is as large as a tennis court and a GALA PARTY is
underway. Elegant men and women-DRESSED TO THE NINES,sipping
wine and munching away,served by well-mannered waiters and
waitresses. Some soft cool jazz is played by a small group of
musicians.
SUDDENLY, JARRINGLY this party atmosphere is interrupted by
several hooded men with automatic weapons.
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TWO HOODS
Grab the nearest couple,while THE LEADER AND A CO-HORT RAKE
THE CEILING AND WALLS WITH AUTOMATIC FIRE.
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MIRRORS,GLASSES,FIXTURES,ETC. SHATTERING,EXPLODING.
CLOSE-UP
LEADER
Points to a nearby woman.
LEADER
You! Who's in charge here?
The woman nervously looks around-points.
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ANOTHER ELEGANT,TALL WOMAN WITH AN EQUALLY-DRESSED AND
NERVOUS MAN.
WOMAN
(nervously)
What...what d'you want..?
LEADER
What d'you think? Your money,
credit cards, cell phones,i-pads
jewelry- NOW PEOPLE! IN HERE
EVERYTHING!!
He indicates to his helper who unfolds a couple of large
cloth bags.
The elegant, nervous man tries to dodge and run, but is
quickly hit and collapses to the floor,bleeding, and out for
the count.
He turns to a couple of his mates-points up the stairs. They
Jump to it.
LEADER
(shouting)
I WARNED YOU! WE DON'T WANT TO HARM
ANYONE-BUT WE WILL-YOU JUST
WITNESSED THAT. BE REASONABLE-YOUR
INSURANCE WILL PAY OFF. ALL WE WANT
ARE YOUR RICHES. AND YOUR CLOTHES!
Slowly at first, then faster and faster, they strip
themselves of their collective wealth, tossing rings,
watches, necklaces,bracelets,phones, wallets,etc into the
proffered bags.
FLASH CUT TO
SHARON
As she quickly jumps back into the darkness of the corridor.
She runs to the closed door,pushes it open.
CUT TO:
INT. ROOM
The guys are now standing over the girl in a more threatening
way. The guy in back has his back to Sharon and can't see her
enter and has a BIG FUCKING KNIFE AT THE GIRL'S THROAT. The
other guy is still busy getting a blow-job,so he doesn't see
Sharon either.
CUT TO:
SHARON
And without hesitation she KICKS THE GUY IN FRONT RIGHT IN
THE BALLS! At the same time she throws her purse at the guy
in back,then quickly looks around, picks up a beer bottle and
creams the guy! It's over that quickly! One guy is writhing
on the floor in excruciating pain-the other out for the
count! Sharon grabs the girl,who is still naked,and shaking
with fright,shoves her toward the balcony.
SHARON
Quick, girl-move!
GIRL
(confused)
I...uhh....my Clothes...ohh,
shit...FUCK!! What...???
SHARON
C''mon girl - get your ass outa
here.
She shoves the confused girl toward the balcony.
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I/E. -BALCONY
Below them -three stories to the cold, dark harbour water.
BACK TO:
THE BED-ROOM
And the two guys are reviving,groggily getting up
moving,heading toward ....
SHARON AND THE GIRL
Sharon grabs the girl-sweeps her off her feet over her hip
and the balcony wall,them jumps over herself.
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GIRL
GIRL
Ohh....oooohhhhhh.....ssssshhhiitt!
CUT TO:
SHARON
FUCKIT! I just bought this dress!
And on that we watch as the GIRL hits the water, to be
followed a second later by SHARON.
CUT TO:
THE BALCONY
And THE GUYS as they empty their guns after them.
CUT TO:
THE WATER
And SHARON comes up first, spluttering. She looks around for
the GIRL. Suddenly Bullets spit the water all around.
Sharon dives.
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UNDER-WATER
The GIRL is struggling-it's obvious she can't swim and is
panicking. Sharon reaches her and pulls her up.
They BURST up through the surface, gasping for air. Sharon
pulls the girl, toward shore.
BACK TO:
THE GUYS
And they turn and run back in, through the room, down the
corridor and stairs to the main area,to the LEADER.
GUNMAN
The girl got away....
LEADER
What...? You Bloody idiot!...get
after her!
He notices the other guy, limping.
LEADER
What's with him?
GUNMAN
Another girl came in and kicked him
in the balls.
The Leader's face says it all: where the hell did these
idiots come from?
LEADER
I'll cut off BOTH of your balls if
you don't get them!
They're outa there .The LEADER turns to his task at hand
getting the loot away...and...
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EXT./NIGHT
DOCK
Where a soaking and bedraggled SHARON and THE GIRL pull
themselves up onto the dock.
GIRL
(breathless)
What....what The hell just
happened...?
SHARON
We haven't the time to figure that
out.We've Gotta get outa here and
call for help.
She shoves her, pointing.
SHARON
Run-get outa here...!
As if to emphasize the point the two gunmen appear, running
down toward the dock.
CUT TO:
GUARD
As he attempts to intervene,only to be shot.
CLOSE-UP
GIRL
Naked, confused, frozen with fear.
CUT TO:
GUNMAN
Aiming at her..Then...
FLASH CUT TO
THE LEADER
And his other cronies as they rush out of the building and
scramble into a waiting car. He shouts at the other two.
LEADER
Get back here...get in..get
in...c'mom MOVE IT!
C'mon leave 'em!
CUT TO:
GIRL
And she suddenly snaps out of her state. Realizes what's
about to happen-is happening! She staggers off,being pulled
by Sharon...toward...
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LONG DARK ALLEY
As the car lights silhouette them from behind, they run
TOWARD US, as the hoods are shooting at them.
CUT TO:
SHARON
She pushes Shannen away,fishes in her purse,pulls out the
little gun.
GIRL
Gets a bullet in the chest. As she falls, Sharon fires, but
the gun doesn't fire. She jumps out of the way, into another
alleyway.
BACK TO:
THE CAR
It tries to brake, and swerve after her, but hits the
curb,and suddenly it's air-born, flying through the
air,flipping over, and crashing down.
CLOSE-UP
SHARON
She's astounded
BACK TO:
CAR
And...amazingly the leader and another hood stagger out. The
Leader still has his gun, and its a lot BIGGER than Sharon's.
And, he stars shooting at her.
BACK TO:
SHARON
Ducking out of the way.
SHARON
You FUCKING BASTARD!
She desperately looks around for some form of defense.
Digs In her handbag.
CLOSE-UP
SHE FINDS IT-A CIGARETTE LIGHTER.
BACK TO:
CAR
Where the second hood is still struggling.
CUT TO:
GAS LEAKING
INTERCUT
THE HOOD
As he realizes his dilemma.
HOOD
HEY BOSS, THE PETROL! HELP ME!
CLOSE-UP
THE LEADER
His face is a mask of hatred. He Has only one thing on his
mind-get his target.
MATCH CUT TO:
SHARON'S FACE
Just as much hatred there. Then...
CUT TO:
HER HAND
As she determinedly flicks it on.
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She holds it out a second to make sure the hoods can see
what she's about to do.
CLOSE-UP
HER EYES
MATCH CUT TO:
LEADER'S EYES
As they register what's about to happen. Then..
CUT TO:
SHARON
As she flips the lighter at the gas.
THE BIGGEST FUCKING EXPLOSION.
SHARON
Fry in Hell, you Muther-fuckers!
Now up on the screen appears a title:
"THE HIGH END"
MALE VOICE
(over)
GREAT! GOOD...CUT IT THERE!
And as that is said, we....
PULL OUT FROM SCREEN
We now see we have been watching a movie being edited, in an
editing suite with several people watching, including the two
actresses, the editor and director.
SHARON
D'you think my peeing was all
right?
DIRECTOR/DON
Honey, with a pussy like yours, the
men'll be lapping that up-believe
me! That stuff's like elixir to us
piss-lovers.
GIRL
What about me..?Doesn't my pussy
deserve any thanks,too? After all I
was the one getting it both ways.
DON
You both deserve awards for jobs
well-done. You can pee on me any
time.
SHARON
Why,Don-I didn't know you cared.
GIRL
(slyly)
Or indulged.
DON
(licks lips)
Mmmm....slurp,slurp.
The girls both laugh,and slap him on the shoulder.
EDITOR
What about the credits?
DON
We'll do that later-from this
point.
EDITOR
Who wrote this thing,anyway?
DIRECTOR
Some wanna-be porn writer. He
doesn't know it yet, but he's got
his wish.
EDITOR
Huh..?
DIRECTOR
He's won the contest.
SHARON
Well, I don't care who he is-it's a
great script. I'd like to meet him
sometime.
GIRL
Me, too. What's the prize?
DON
Cash,plus a night out at Missy
Lee's club with one of our girls.
You might meet him there at the
premiere party.
SHARON
(firmly)
I don't date civilians.
GIRL
(agreeing)
Nuh-uh!
DON
Oh, don't worry...that's already
been taken care of.
SHARON
So, who's the lucky girl?
DON
Rocky-from publicity.
FADE OUT.
FADE-IN- EXT. DAY-SOME TIME LATER
VIEW OF SYDNEY FROM LAVENDER BAY
LEE'S VOICE
This is Sydney, Australia,and I
live here.
I'm a writer,and being such you've
also gotta be a dreamer. Well, this
is the story of my dream, and how
it all came true.
DISSOLVE TO:
- INT PUB
Three youngish guys standing at a jostling bar.
It's Lunch-time-loud music, people talking, socializing,
making deals, drinking, etc.
A fourth man struggles through the crowds towards them.
This is LEE, our protagonist.
As he reaches them, Lee pulls a letter from his shirt
pocket. He's young 30's lithe, good-looking, longish hair.
Think of a young Patrick Swayze/Kurt Russell.
1ST MAN-STAN
What's this then-number 12?
2ND MAN-PAT
More like 12 times 12
3RD MAN-DAVE
Don't say that, mate- he's only got
ten fingers.
STAN
Not another bloody rejection slip,
is it? I don't know how you keep it
up, mate!
PAT
He doesn't have to keep it up-just
as long as he keeps the readers'
up.
It's friendly ribbing-they've been through this before.
Lee gives the letter to Pat.
PAT
Shit,you haven't even opened it!
LEE
Read it and weep.
Pat rips it open, looks at it, blinks, stares at it.
PAT
SONAVABITCH! HE DID IT!
Some nearby customers crowd in,trying to see what the
commotion is all about.
Pat jumps up on the bar, shouts for attention.
PAT
Hey, Hey! Listen up. We've got a
published writer among us here.
He waves the letter, and pats Lee on the head.
PAT
(cont'd))
Young Mr. Lee Personne here, has
been toiling lo these past few
years trying to sell a story-of
shall we say-"dubious" content to
one of those-shall we again say
"Dubious" magazines in the hope
that any such shall we say...
CROWD
(shouting)
'DUBIOUS"
Raucous laughter erupts.
PAT
Okay, okay..Suffice to say He's
sold a bloody story.
STAN
Knowing him it should be a FUCKING
story.
Lee gives a sheepish shrug.
WAITRESS
Speech! Speech!
LEE
(resigned)
Aahh, well..As me mates said it's
been a while. Okay, drinks all
round. Keep It down-this check's
not cashed yet.
He pulls the bar-keep aside.
LEE (CONT'D)
Keep an eye on things Les, I've Got
to get back up on that bloody roof
and finish the tiles while I'm
still a bit sober.
CUT TO:
EXT DAY-FROM ROOF-
Overlooking Lavender bay. It's a picture-postcard day.
Lee punches one last nail in, stands up kneading his back.
Turns And looks out at the breath-taking view. Picks up his
camera, takes a few shots.
LEE
(to himself)
One of these days....
INSERT:
Picture of Opera House framed by Bridge from Lavender Bay
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LEE'S POV-PUB IN DISTANCE
A good-looking young woman is talking to the waiter .He
points off down the street toward Lee's place,just as Lee
starts to slide down the ladder,still trying to make out just
who it is.
SECLUDED SPOT IN GARDEN/SIDE OF BUILDING-
MAINTENANCE SHED
Lee opens it and is now mostly hidden from view.
INT. SHED DOOR
He reaches in, and we see a picture of a stunning red-head on
the inside of the door.
She is posing nude in front of a sofa with a variety of sex
toys around her. And a huge dildo in her hand.
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