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- 1. Flame By Richard Lackey Richard Lackey Trevone Cottage 4A Main Rd St James Cape Town 7945
- 2. 1 OPENING SEQUENCE 1 C.U. A RECORD SPINS ON AN OLD TURNTABLE. BBC RADIO DJ 1 So do you remember when music came on those plastic discs we called records? BBC RADIO DJ 2 I do. CUT TO 2 INT. RECORDING STUDIO 2 C.U. WRACK SHOT OF A BANK OF MOTORIZED FADERS MOVING. BBC RADIO DJ 1 It was a dark age before tape, CD’s, mp3’s and your bloody ipod. X.C.U. A GUITAR JACK IS PLUGGED INTO AN AMP. BBC RADIO DJ 2 Yeah, and if you wanted anything even slightly obscure or rare, you actually had to order from the record company, and wait six weeks for the thing to arrive. It came all wrapped in plastic. CUT IN VARIOUS C.U. SHOTS IN STUDIO - DESK - AMPS - DRUMS - GUITAR - STUDIO RACKS - LIGHTS AND DISPLAYS BBC RADIO DJ 1 Magic. If you were lucky it was still in one piece. BBC RADIO DJ 2 And then you’d have your friends round after school for the whole week to listen to it over and over again. BBC RADIO DJ 1 I loved vinyl, I still do, sometimes I wish it would make a comeback... but then you can’t just press a button and add it to your itunes library, or download it from a website. (MORE) (CONTINUED)
- 3. CONTINUED: 2. BBC RADIO DJ 1 (cont’d) With tape we unleashed a beast, you could make a copy and give it to your friend, and he could make a copy, and granted, it sounded crap by then but hey, it’s free isn’t it? (They laugh) The radio DJ’s fade out. CUT TO 3 INT. CAFE, BRIGHTON -- DAY 3 TREVOR LAWRENCE is sipping a cappuccino, downloading a new track from Pirate Bay. He has his headphones on and is moving his head to the rythm of some tune playing on his ipod. At his side is a DJ bag of records. He opens a new browser tab, and checks his email. He receives one from Flame Records Inc. of London about a job interview. This is the message he has been waiting for, but the interview is in three hours. His cellphone rings and he answers. H.R. LADY Hello, is this Mr. Lawrence? TREVOR LAWRENCE Yeah, it is. Trevor starts to throw his things into his backpack. H.R. LADY I’m calling from Flame Records. I’d like to thank you for sending us your credentials. Mr. Robertson would like to see you today. TREVOR LAWRENCE Yeah... thanks, I just received your mail. H.R. LADY So can I tell him to expect you? Trevor checks his wristwatch. TREVOR LAWRENCE I’m on my way.
- 4. 3. 4 EXT. CAFE, BRIGHTON -- MOMENTS LATER 4 TREVOR LAWRENCE runs out of the cafe nearly knocking over an old lady. He runs for Brighton station. CUT TO 5 EXT. KENSINGTON GARDENS, BANDSTAND -- DAY 5 KATY ROBERTSON is waiting impatiently by the bandstand. It is early on a cold and windy autumn morning. The sun breaks through the overcast skies. The sound of the birds can be heard over the low hum of London traffic on a Monday morning and the golden carpet of leaves on the ground is swept up by the breeze. Katy takes a look at her wrist watch CUT TO 6 INT. VICTORIA STATION -- DAY 6 TREVOR LAWRENCE pushes past the other passengers and steps off the train from Brighton onto the platform. He stops to check his watch before walking briskly towards the Victoria Street exit. 7 INT. VICTORIA STATION, UNDERGROUND -- MOMENTS LATER 7 TREVOR LAWRENCE is almost tripping down the stairs. He tries in vain to get the ticket reader to accept his ticket and finally jumps over the turnstile and makes a run for the Victoria Line as a couple guards make chase. Trevor pushes his way through a group of tourists and the guards loose sight of him in the sea of faces. 8 INT. VICTORIA UNDERGROUND, PLATFORM -- MOMENTS LATER 8 TREVOR LAWRENCE rounds the corner onto the platform, glancing behind him for any sign of the guards. He’s safe. The train approaches. CUT TO 9 INT. OFFICE, FLAME RECORDS INC. -- DAY 9 MR. ROBERTSON is sitting at his desk, a stack of paperwork sits on the desk before him. His walls are covered with gold and silver colored records and CD’s in fancy cases. He glances at his wall clock before picking up the C.V. of one Trevor Lawrence. His phone rings and he picks up on speakerphone. (CONTINUED)
- 5. CONTINUED: 4. LAWYER Hi Jim. MR ROBERTSON Hi. So this is it? CUT TO 10 INT. ELEVATOR, FLAME RECORDS INC. -- DAY 10 The elevator doors open and THREE SUITS carrying briefcases enter. We see only their shoes and briefcases. They press the button for the top floor. The doors close. We continue to hear the phone conversation. LAWYER I’m afraid so. We needed to sign them today Jim, today was the day and it’s fallen through for good this time. They had a better offer. MR ROBERTSON Shit. LAWYER Yes. 11 INT. OFFICE, FLAME RECORDS. -- DAY 11 MR ROBERTSON is sitting back in his chair staring blankly at the ceiling. He’s still speaking to his lawyer. MR ROBERTSON Shit. MR. ROBERTSON begins typing a message on his cellphone. MR ROBERTSON (cont’d) How much time do we have? CUT TO 12 EXT. KENSINGTON GARDENS, BANDSTAND -- DAY 12 KATY ROBERTSON gently clears the leaves in front of her with small shuffles of her feet. Hands in her pockets and her face nuzzled into her warm scarf to keep warm, her mobile phone vibrates in her pocket as it receives a message. Hesitantly she takes out her phone and reads the text. (CONTINUED)
- 6. CONTINUED: 5. MR ROBERTSON SMS message....Sorry Katy, not going to make it this morning, call you later. The phone conversation continues: LAWYER Not long. I think the press have got wind of it already. KATY rolls her eyes and sighs, putting her phone back into her pocket she briskly makes her way out of the bandstand and across the park to Kensington high street. We hear the conversation continuing. MR ROBERTSON Shit. LAWYER Ok. Well, if you can think of anything, the shareholders aren’t going to absorb this loss anymore. We need to give them something real, concrete, you know? MR ROBERTSON sighs. LAWYER (cont’d) I’ll call you later. CUT TO 13 INT. TUBE TRAIN, VICTORIA LINE -- DAY 13 TREVOR LAWRENCE is standing in a crowded tube coach trying to steady himself with each jostling movement of the train. He looks at the people around him. The train approaches Kensington high street station. Trevor stands. The train stops and the doors open. The passengers disembark and Trevor steps onto the platform looking for the exit. 14 INT. ELEVATOR, FLAME RECORDS INC. -- DAY 14 The THREE SUITS stand waiting. A large LED display above the door indicates thier progress.
- 7. 6. 15 EXT. KENSINGTON HIGH STREET - DAY 15 KATY ROBERTSON crosses the road and reaches the entrance to High street Kensington Tube station. Stepping out of the way of the flow of travelers, she stops at a newspaper stall and notices a newspaper headline: J ROBERTSON IN CRISIS? She buys the newspaper. Tucking the paper under her arm she joins the flow of people making their way into the station and disappears out of shot. 16 INT. HIGH STREET KENSINGTON TUBE STATION -- DAY 16 TREVOR LAWRENCE stands by the exit turnstile, apprehensively looking at the ticket slot, holding his ticket. He inserts it into the slot slowly, it sucks it out of his fingers. He waits. The machine spits out his ticket. Trevor tries again. TREVOR LAWRENCE (under his breath) Damn it! Just take the bloody ticket! Once again, the machine returns his ticket with a defiant electronic buzz of contempt. TREVOR LAWRENCE (cont’d) (looks around him) Here we go again. TREVOR LAWRENCE jumps over the turnstile and makes a run for the stairs. The guards once again make chase. 17 INT. ELEVATOR, FLAME RECORDS INC. -- DAY 17 The elevator doors open and the men step out into a fancy reception area. 18 INT. HIGH STREET KENSINGTON TUBE STATION, STAIRWELL -- DAY 18 KATY ROBERTSON is walking down the stairs. Trevor is running up the stairs and trips falling flat on his face at her feet. The guards are not far behind, shouting at him. KATY ROBERTSON (slightly shocked) Are you alright there? (whilst reaching out her hand) here lets get you up... (CONTINUED)
- 8. CONTINUED: 7. Guards arrive at the bottom of the stairwell shouting. TREVOR LAWRENCE I’ve got to run. KATY ROBERTSON (looking Trevor in the eye and smiling at him as he stands facing her) No problem. (with a confused look at the guards) Are they after you? The guards seem to have given up as they didn’t run up the stairs. Katy looks up at Trevor and then at the guards. 19 EXT. HIGH STREET KENSINGTON TUBE STATION, BUS STOP -- DAY 19 TREVOR LAWRENCE see’s his bus across the street and makes a run for it. Before he reaches the opposite side, another bus pulls out and hits him to the ground. His records fly out onto the pavement and some smash. Katy runs out across the street, but stops mid traffic. She grabs what’s left of Trevor’s records and puts them in his bag. CUT TO 20 INT. OFFICE, FLAME RECORDS INC. -- DAY 20 The three men walk into MR ROBERTSON’S office. MR ROBERTSON stays seated and does not look well. MR ROBERTSON siezes up and collapses off his chair. His secretary and her assistant rush into the office. CUT TO 21 EXT. HIGH STREET KENSINGTON TUBE STATION, BUS STOP -- DAY 21 TREVOR LAWRENCE is unconscious and a group of onlookers draw around him. 22 INT. HOSPITAL ACCIDENT AND EMERGENCY WARD -- DAY 22 TREVOR LAWRENCE wakes up to a bright white light, his eyes adjust to the light and he realizes where he is. He has no recollection of the accident. He begins to feel the pain in his body, and his head. (CONTINUED)
- 9. CONTINUED: 8. At the foot of the bed two nurses dressed in blue scrubs are conversing. One of them is glancing at a green medicine card and the other is looking at Trevor. TREVOR LAWRENCE (with a pained expression) What happened? ...my head.. NURSE THOMPSON The Doctor will be in to see you shortly. Just try to relax.