Jun 23, 2005 03:26
I wrote. Two pages. Not a bound or a leap, by any means. But a start. Hopefully I can get myself back into this whole screenplay full-force quickly here. I feel like I'm writing something important now. Something with focus and a point, with much room for interpretation. I am passionate about this one...so I REALLY fear working on it. I'm going to do the sleep thing now.
an excerpt from "Your Coffee Shop Buddy":
DAD
You know the AIDS was created by communists, boy? Infected agents were deployed in the mid-sixties to systematically filter out the American ideal flowing through our veins.
MIKE
The American ideal, dad? Through our veins? Are you listening to yourself?
DAD
It’s in the latest issue of American Dream son, you gonna argue with the American Dream?
MIKE
Dad!
DAD
It’s true. The pinkos have taken the all-American concept of desire and beauty and infected over 100 female agents displaying these attributes. Then over time, the agents spread the disease among the masses, killing the essence of Americanism.
MIKE
Americanism isn’t even an ideal dad! And what about homosexuals? Homosexuals are Commie’s by your definition, yes?
DAD nods.
MIKE
Then why would there be such a large number of homosexuals dying from AIDS as well?
DAD
The faggots are agents too. (beat) They draw away attention from the hetero-agents so it doesn’t appear as though the straight, real, full-blooded Americans are the target of the attack. It’s the “if you want to make an omelet” approach.
END excerpt.
I'm fucking going to hell, I know it.
Good night.
-S