Dream Tonight.
Now, that's a movie.
Let's fast-track this one.I was ass-tired today, even though I didn't leave the house. Though, I should have. It was a beautiful Cesar Chavez Day. He would have liked it. But I fell asleep against my will at around 9:30pm. Then I had one of those crazy dreams. I swear I've got a team of writers in the back of my head at all times.
I start off in a Jason Statham movie. There is protagonist crook and the bad guy gangster. The bad guy gangster is after the crook Statham in a parking garage in his chevy. Probably because of money. Gangster's packing heat. you can only imagine things are going to go from bad to worse for Jason.
Cut, scene of chevy going down ramps. A man jumps out of car while still rolling. He opens the trunk while still rolling, while wearing Heelys. We see in wide, gangster tied up in trunk and yelling. What the fuck are you doing? Jason teases him as he holds onto the back of the car, just rolling along with nobody driving.
Inside the car, I am Statham and I notice that the trunk opens and I open fire through the back seat. I miss shooting the girl as I can't see where she is (the gangster becomes a girl now). As I get my shotgun, the girl escapes from the trunk of my car, runs away between the parked cars. I get a clear shot and I fire the shotgun, she's kinda far, so the shotgun probably grazes her.
There's cops everywhere, but they don't know about Jason. He's jumps from level to level out of sight and this is where it gets kinda like Duke Nukem 3D. I start shooting the bad guys (all suits) during some kind of high school student orchestra convention. Packs of kids with instruments everywhere running. Don't shoot the kids, they're all panicking and fleeing the scene. Keep moving, keep shooting the bad guys with my Desert Eagle. Along the way I come across a glowing orange, banana-shaped pod. It's alien tech, possibly a map. I don't know how to use it. I can't get any further, so I go backwards to a room I missed. I bust into the room thru double doors, to the left is an operative, shoot him dead. To the right are two white labcoat scientists (possibly from Half-life?). They tell me to pick up a blue glowing "Glower" an alien tech that works like a camera but will give you stats on whatever you take pics of. I walk up to a recepticle on the wall, a glowing blue hologram. I press the spacebar that's on my belt buckle. I collect the "Glower". I walk around the room to collect the "Glower" batteries/chips that are conveniently left for me.
Around the corner, is a hallway, at one end, the kids are running up a flight of stairs, at the other end, the torso of my mentor, but also on the bad guy team, is revealed as he walks backwards into view. He looks like Mickey Rourke. As he turns to face me, I shoot him four times. Point blank. (maybe 8 feet) Christ, he's still standing. He tries to turn his body and shoot me with his good arm. I fire four more and the clip is empty. He falls to the ground, kneeling. I'm sorry i had to do it. It's fine, I knew that some day it would have to come to this. I go to hug him, blood soaking my shirt. As he dies I tell him, I love you by years, man. Go do what you came here to do.
I turn and go down the other direction in the hallway. Up the stairway. But there are kids lined up in single file to get out on the roof. I guess there are a ton of kids waiting in line to get out by helicopter. At that moment, I notice that I need to fill out 'cell phone' on the field trip form. I already have my guardian's signature. But I left my cell phone downstairs, which is probably overrun with operatives.
I love it when I dream like that and then I can wake up and recall every moment.