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TITLE (EDIT)
By The Throat (Script Version)
DESCRIPTION
Script version of a five-page gothic horror story.
[1,021 words]
TITLE KEYWORD
Horror
AUTHOR
Nellie Jane Wigal
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Freelance editor.
[February 2011]
By The Throat (Script Version)
Nellie Jane Wigal

Based on an image created by Juan “Juan-O” Albarran : http://www.penciljack.com/forum/showthread.php?107921-B-amp-W-Illustration-painting
 


PAGE ONE:


PN. 1: Establishing Shot. A humble stagecoach, drawn by two horses, http://images.cdn3.inmagine.com/168nwm/iris/masterfile-202/ptg00729060.jpg meanders along a dirt road through the dark, hilly countryside of Romania, circa 1900. The moon is full and high and there are patches of snow on the ground. Ghostly, leafless trees top many of the hills. Pic. Ref. [IMG]http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww71/Juan-O-Art/Other%20Characters/2.jpg[/IMG]


[i]CAP[/i]: Romania, Circa Feb. 14th, 1900.


PN. 2: Still shown at a distance, but closer than the Establishing Shot. A second coach, much finer than the first, drawn by two black stallions, http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RnakTM9X04o/TBU7WHi9QjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/t9KENpjIoY0/s1600/Picture_39,_1830_Scotland_state_coach.jpg approaches from the rear, as the two coaches near a blind curve in the road. The coachman of the second coach sees an opportunity to get around the first and urges his team forward with a whip and shout. He as well as the other coachman should be dressed appropriately for the weather.


PN. 3: This is a mistake on the second coachman’s part. While passing the standard-looking stagecoach, the finer stagecoach passes too close to the edge of the roadway, and the roadway gives way under the coach’s back right wheel. To limit confusion I will here forth refer to the second coachman as Armin.


PAGE TWO:



PN. 1: The finer stagecoach lies wrecked and overturned in a roadside ditch. There is no movement coming from the stagecoach yet. The humble stagecoach, on the road above, comes to a halt, with the Romanian driver of that vehicle shouting out [i]Whoa![/i], and throwing the parking lever. One of the black stallions has come free from the overturned coach, and spooked charges down the road, away from the incident.


PN. 2: The driver now stands near the edge of the roadway, and places his hands on his knees and looks down at the aristocratic Romanian man who is climbing up the steep side of the ditch toward the road. This man’s name is Giorgio Drakulić and he wears a bushy mustache and military regalia similar to http://image.absoluteastronomy.com/images/encyclopediaimages/u/um/umberto_i_di_savoia.jpg . He also wears a black overcoat, but he has left it open in the front, revealing the military regalia beneath.
DRIVER: Count Drakulić? Please, may I assist you?
DRAKULIĆ: No, I am fine. But please see to my coachman.


PN. 3: The driver helps pull the wounded Armin, from the debris of the finer coach. Meanwhile, Drakulić has approached the front of the coach’s wreckage, where a fine black workhorse, pitch as the night sky, lies with a large shaft of wood, from the coach’s wreckage, impaled through the horse’s chest. The horse’s neck thrashes up pitifully as he whinnies.


PN. 4: Drakulić rests one knee in the snow, beside the horse’s head, which has now fallen to the ground. The horse’s breath steams in the cold air, as his blood mixes with the snow like an [i]Icee[/i].
DRAKULIĆ: Poor exquisite animal. To lie broken on Valentine’s night of love is a malicious fate.


PN. 5: With great skill and strength, Drakulić uses a large blade to tear a gash in the beast’s throat.


PAGE THREE:


PN. 1: From the still road worthy coach, a man half emerges, who looks a lot like this guy: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f5/BramStoker.jpg though he wears a hat http://www.spirithalloween.com/images/spirit/products/processed/00407684.zoom.a.jpg and brown overcoat. The man, Stokes, calls out to the count, while keeping one hand on his hat, so it doesn’t fly away in the wind gust. The count stands upon the roadway, looking despondently at the wreckage and dead horse. The coachman helps Armin onto the shotgun position of the remaining coach.


STOKES: Sir, ye and yer driver are welcome to ride with me into town.


PN. 2: Coach Int. It’s fairly sparse with little more than wooden bench slats for seats, facing each other, at the front and back of the coach.
Stokes has returned to his seat in the back of the coach. Drakulić enters through the side door and nods to Stokes.


DRAKULIĆ: My name is Count Drakulić, and I bid you good evening.


PN. 3: Drakulić has taken a seat opposite Stokes. Drakulić doesn’t look insulted, but rather parental.


STOKES: Aye, I’ve heard the name. My own is Stokes.


DRAKULIĆ: Most stories told are but fiction to blacken the image of my family.


PN. 4: Stokes looks somewhat apologetic.


STOKES: Aw folk have convenient memories. [COLOR="royalblue"][1][/COLOR] I meant no offense sir, especially not after ye just tummeled yer monkees [COLOR="royalblue"][2][/COLOR]into that ditch.


DRAKULIĆ: There is no offense taken… You are a Scotsman correct?


STOKES: Aye, that be so.


PAGE FOUR:


PN. 1: Exterior shot of the coach as it makes its way down the dark road. The two men cannot be seen, but heard.


STOKES: We Scots are too familiar with this. It’s a dreich day [COLOR="royalblue"][3][/COLOR]and black as the Earl of Hell’s waistcoat. [COLOR="royalblue"][4][/COLOR]



PN. 2: Coach Int. Stokes gazes out the window to his right.


STOKES: This night’s not good for anything, except getting bladdered. [COLOR="royalblue"][5][/COLOR] I almost lost my hat.



PN. 3: Drakulić folds his hands in front of him and smiles devilishly as he replies.


DRAKULIĆ: You should have it nailed to your head, perhaps.


PN. 4: Stokes takes the other man’s comment as a joke, and smiles. He also draws forth a liquor flask.


STOKES: Aye… Do you mind if I have a wee nip?


PAGE FIVE:


PN. 1: Stokes brings the flask close to his face, as Drakulić watches him intently.


STOKES: Long may your lum reek and a wee mouse never leaves your cupboard with a tear in its eye.[COLOR="royalblue"][6][/COLOR]


PN. 2: Stokes has lowered his flask, and his face is set in a wide smile, revealing his fangs.


STOKES: Now how about that wee nip to take the chill off?








1. [COLOR="royalblue"] Aw folk have convenient memories. [/COLOR] Means : People only remember what they want to remember.
2. [COLOR="royalblue"] Tummel yer monkees [/COLOR] Means : Doing a summersault.
3. [COLOR="royalblue"] It's a dreich day! [/COLOR] Said in reference to the weather, when it's cold, damp and miserable.
4. [COLOR="royalblue"] Black as the Earl of Hell's Waistcoat. [/COLOR] Pitch black.
5. [COLOR="royalblue"]bladdered[/COLOR] Drunk.
6. [COLOR="royalblue"] Long may your lum reek and a wee mouse never leaves your cupboard with a tear in its eye. [/COLOR] Means : May you always have fuel for warmth and food in the house.

      

 

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February 2011
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