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Vivienne Westwood Pitch


Pitch for

Vivienne Westwood

The following scripts designed for a considered pitch to Vivienne Westwood, the first of which was filmed...

Synopsis: Vivienne Westwood Project

The primary intention of these works is to deliver a feeling that pop culture has reached a point of exhaustion. A cyclical appetite for consumption and disposal means that even delivering the whole world is not enough; to the point of our own destruction.

The films focus contrasts Vivienne Westwood’s environmental concerns with a culture frustrated that it cannot satisfy itself. “What more do you want” questions our consumption, and is a measure of the wake up call we require.

The backstreet alley, the skyscraper under construction and the morning beach are empty, grey, dirty environments, the world we ignore at the cost of our next pop fix. Contrast with the illuminate crisp image of our bright green and blue Earth. An exhausted teenage girl, a young girl and a young man present the whole ideal world and rage at their ungrateful recipient. Their clothes and their actions scream at the harm we cause through ignorance and vanity.

 

Westwood 1/3 - "Beach"

EXT. BEACH

FADE IN:

           STEADY SHOT

           Dunes in the foreground, the beach and sea lead to a
           horizon in background. Waves lap the shoreline. 

           It is a dewy morning.

           The long legs of a girl dressed in an evening dress climb
           over the dunes and onto the beach. Barefoot she carries her
           shoes by their slender straps.

                                                          CUT TO:

           STEADY SHOT

           A man in a suit swimming towards the shoreline.

                                                          CUT TO:

           WIDE TRACKING SHOT LOW LEVEL

           The girls feet moving down the beach

                                                          CUT TO:

           STEADY SHOT

           The swimmer is much larger in the camera now, closer to
           shore.

           CLOSE UP

           The girls face, tired after a long night out.

                                                          CUT TO:

           FRONTAL SHOT

           The swimmer is now on his feet wading through the last few
           yards of the sea. He is a man fully dressed in a wet ruined
           tuxedo suit, and retrieves from his inner pocket a small
           box.

                                                          CUT TO:

           CLOSE UP

           The mans face is exhausted and determined as he approaches
           the waiting girl.



           STEADY SHOT

           The full height of the waiting girl on the beach, with
           dunes behind her.

                                                          CUT TO:

           WIDE TRACKING SHOT

           The man walking up the beach, cliffs and horizon in the
           background. The woman comes into shot as he approaches her,
           and he stops.

           He holds out the small box. Hands it to the girl. He opens
           the box in her hands.

                                                          CUT TO:

           CLOSE UP

           The woman's face is coloured by the blue green shading that
           the globe emits.

           She is impressed for a second, but then no longer. She
           drops it on the floor. The man is rejected. She begins to
           walk away.

                               MAN
                         (desperate)
                     What more do you want?

           The girl continues to walk, leaving the man with the spoilt
           globe lying at his feet.

Westwood 2/3 - "Alley"

EXT. BACKSTREET ALLEY

VIEW FROM ABOVE

           A grotty alley. Plastic bag blowing in the wind.

                                                          CUT TO:

           PAN RIGHT TO LEFT

           Walls coated in graffiti.

                                                          CUT TO:

           HANDHELD SHOT

           A damaged garage door.

                                                          CUT TO:

           HANDHELD SHOT

           A crashed shopping trolley

                                                          CUT TO:

           DESCEND FROM ABOVE

           A girl kneeling in the corner crouched into a ball, head
           bowed, waiting in the rain, almost hiding from it. A square
           of pristine white fabric is draped over her outstretched
           hand and covers a mysterious object she holds onto.

                                                          CUT TO:

           CLOSE UP ON THE GIRL

           She is waiting, seriously, almost praying.

                                                          CUT TO:

           HANDHELD SHOTS OF LADIES & GENTS WALKING; SPEED OF PACE
           ALTERING FROM SLOW-MO TO REGULAR SPEED

           A parade of well dressed ladies and gentlemen transcend
           upon the alley. All move with purpose and grandeur.
           Classically dressed - top hats and tails for the gents,
           evening gowns for the ladies. They stop and stand their
           ground.

                                                          CUT TO:

           CLOSE UP

           The girl raises her head, prepares to make the
           confrontation. 

                                                          CUT TO:

           THE GIRL MOVES TOWARDS THE CROWD MOVING FROM SLOW MO TO
           REGULAR SPEED

           She approaches the crowd from the opposite end of the
           alley. Dressed in Westwood attire of a punk sensibility.
           She is clearly exhausted but determined and has a look of
           edgy desperation and always with the mysterious object held
           in her outstretched covered 

           In front of them all with little more ceremony she removes
           the cloth and reveals a floating illuminated globe of the
           planet earth.

                                                          CUT TO:

           THE GLOW OF THE GLOBE COLOURS THE WHOLE ALLEY AND ALL OF
           THE STARING FACES - A BRILLIANT BLUE / GREEN

           Pause

                                                          CUT TO:

           HANDHELD POV OF THE GIRL - THE CROWDS STARING FACES

           Their is a slight rumbling, a little disturbance in the
           crowd, they are not impressed and begin to turn away. The
           girl looking less amused than before grabs the globe and
           launches it into the small crowd screaming at them.

                                                          CUT TO:

           THE GLOBE FLIES THROUGH THE AIR IN SLOW MO; THE GIRL
           HURLING AND SCREAMING IN THE BACKGROUND

                                                          CUT TO:

           The crowd splits and in the middle of them lies the globe
           broken on the floor.

                                                          CUT TO:

           BLACK SCREEN SUBTITLED:

           What more do you want?

Westwood 3/3 - "Sky Scraper"

INT. SKYSCRAPER UNDER CONSTRUCTION

The top floor of a skyscraper. The building is under construction. There are no walls, allowing extended views over the city. The entire level is clear except for the occasional plastic sheet blowing in the wind between the pillars.

A parade of socialites walk onto the floor assembling in an ordered fashion spread throughout the area.

A young girl walks onto the floor. She desperately runs around bustling the waiting crowd an inch to the left, an inch to the right. When the crowd is ready the girl runs to the back of the room pulls on a cord unravelling large maps of the world dangling from the ceiling in front of each unimpressed viewer. The socialites begin to leave. As they filter out they turn to see the girl exhausted drops to her knees.

Girl
                            (quietly)

                     What more do you want?

She is left with the maps blowing in the wind.

Benefit Campaign Scripts


Benefit Campaign  Scripts

Benefit Campaign Scripts


Benefit Campaign  Scripts

A series of commercial scripts designed to pitch for Benefit Make-up. Created to bring the colourful and vibrant brand of Benefit to the fore by placing modern lighthearted scenarios within the setting of various different film genres...

BENEFIT 1/5 - "Hammer Horror"

INT. LOUNGE

The girls are both laid out horizontal on sofas...

                               RACHEL
                     That was a funny night

                               REBECCA
                     Funny odd or funny laugh laugh

                               RACHEL
                     Funny odd; lots of characters
                     around this evening

                               REBECCA
                     Any cute characters?

                               RACHEL
                     No, it was a bit of a horror
                     show...

           WE GO TO A SHADOWY BLACK & WHITE

           Rebecca sits up like Frankensteins monster, arms extended
           in front of her and plunders her way across the room.

           Rachel gets up and meets her with a dab of product...

                               RACHEL (cont'd)
                     Here have a dab of this and calm
                     yourself down

           WE RETURN TO NATURAL COLOUR

           They resume sofas laughing and self amused.

                                                   FADE TO BLACK.

 

BENEFIT 2/5 "Monster Movie"

INT. HALLWAY IN THE HOUSE

Rebecca applies finishing touches in the hallway mirror.
           Rachel walks down the stairs, apparently ready to leave.

                               REBECCA
                     You're about to break the record

                               RACHEL
                         (cracking up)
                     No I'm not I've just some
                     finishing touches...

           She moves into the mirror space, Rebecca heads to the front
           door.

                               REBECCA
                     You just know the traffic will be
                     horrendous by now

                               RACHEL
                     ...whats The rush are there
                     monsters on our tail?

           WE GO CRACKLY BLACK & WHITE

           POV: FRONT DOOR



           EXT. STREET

           The street is ruptured through the middle, lamp posts
           fallen cars on their sides, people running and screaming. A
           giant claw plunges into the street and a giant roar fills
           the air...

           Rachel and Rebecca stare in horror at the monster rampage.

           Rachel opens her clutch bag and offers a pot of product to
           the beast high up.

                               REBECCA
                     That should help ease the old
                     stress lines

           The screaming and roaring stop.

           WE RETURN TO NATURAL COLOUR

                               RACHEL
                         (cheekily)
                     Ready... Well come on I'm not
                     waiting all day

           They shut the door behind and leave.

                                                   FADE TO BLACK.

 

BENEFIT 3/5 "Sci-Fi Saturday"

EXT. COUNTRY CLUB BALCONY

Rachel and Rebecca stand under the moonlight each with a
        man, getting lots of attention.

        Rebecca sends a signal to Rachel across the party.

                               RACHEL
                         (to the gent)
                     Oh, you'll have to excuse me but
                     my friend needs rescuing

        WE GO TO A RUSTY BLACK & WHITE

        A dozen flying saucers surround the horizon, searchlights
        illuminate the night sky, screaming is heard in the
        background, men and women run in panic from the UFOs
        closing in.

        She makes her way to Rebecca, and cuts in as all are
        stunned...

                               RACHEL (cont'd)
                         (to the other gent)
                     I must borrow my friend for a
                     momento?

                               REBECCA
                     What's going on?

                               RACHEL
                     I thought you needed rescuing

        Rebecca realises what is going on. She reaches high into
        the sky and plucks a flying saucer out of the night air,
        between her fingers it becomes a jar of product and she
        applies a dab...

                               REBECCA
                     Here have a dab of this and calm
                     down.

        WE RETURN TO REGULAR COLOUR

        The panic halts, the lights return to normal.

                               REBECCA (cont'd)
                     I was trying to say that this guy
                     is really cute

                               RACHEL
                     Oh, we have really got to work on
                     our rescue signals.

                                                   FADE TO BLACK.

 

BENEFIT 4/5 "Spies"

INT. DRESSING ROOM / VANITY ROOM

Rebecca sits at the dressing table making herself beautiful. Rachel is at the long mirror fitting her evening
           dress.

                               RACHEL
                     Are you taking your phone?

                               REBECCA
                     Oh yes, are you taking a set of
                     keys?

                               RACHEL
                     Yes I am

           Rebecca turns to face Rachel 

           AS SHE DOES THE PICTURE BECOMES VINTAGE BLACK AND WHITE

           The girls are both styled from the 40s, each in ankle
           length evening gowns. Rebecca stands up seriously.

                               REBECCA
                     You do understand how important
                     this mission is?

   Rebecca grabs a tiny pistola from the dresser opens the hip
   length split in her gown and secures the weapon on the leg
           of her panties.

                               RACHEL
                         (surprised)
                     Well I do now

                               REBECCA
                     I hope so because any foul ups
                     could jeopardise all chances of
                     having a jolly good time out this
                     evening

       Rachel lights and drags her extended filtered cigarette.

                               RACHEL
                     You don't need to worry about me.
                     Here, have a little of this...

With cigarette in mouth Rachel opens the hip length split in her skirt and removes from her panties a little jar of product that she opens and duly applies a dab to the end of Rebeccas nose.

WE RETURN TO NATURAL VISUAL

                               REBECCA
                     Oh thanks hun don't mind if I do

Rachel makes a pretend gun with her fingers and pretends to fire.

FADE TO BLACK.

 

BENEFIT 5/5 "Western"

INT. KITCHEN

Rachel is sat at the breakfast bar applying product,
           Rebecca is pouring some drinks.

                               REBECCA
                     We are going to have to leave
                     soon

           Rachel spies over her pocket mirror at Rebecca.

                               RACHEL
                     Hey, if we had been born in the
                     states do you think we would be
                     cowgirls getting ready to go out
                     right now?

           WE GO SEPIA. PALE DRENCHED.

           As Rebecca turns to face Rachel the kitchen is a saloon the
           breakfast bar a long bar, the girls are both cowgirls,
           Rebecca tending to the drinks.

                               REBECCA
                         (posh English attempt at
                          southern accent)
                     Sure darlin', but we need to work
                     on the old square dancin routine,
                     and match us up with some rootin
                     tootin cowboys

                               RACHEL
                         (posh English attempt at
                          southern accent)
                     And I could do with a dab of what
                     you got behind the bar, after
                     ridin' rough shod all day long on
                     the prairie partner

           Rebecca produces a small jar of cream and offers to Rachel
           who takes a dab and applies to her face. 

                               REBECCA
                     That should ease those worry
                     lines

                               RACHEL
                     Ooh, that's great, do you have
                     anything for my horse?

           WE RETURN TO NATURAL VISUAL

                               REBECCA
                     Um no, actually.

                                                   FADE TO BLACK.

Scarlet Affair


SCARLET AFFAIR

Scarlet Affair


SCARLET AFFAIR

Scarlet Affair is a short film script based in London and centred around a corporate type and his affair with a younger lady.

Scarlet Affair by Andrew Dorrall

 INT. HOME OFFICE
               A 40 something man sits at his desk in his home study, gazing at some old photographs
               in the lamplight.
                             (Photograph 1)

               THE MAN, YOUNGER WITH A SIMILAR AGED WOMAN LYING IN A FIELD 

                                   NIGEL
                             (thoughtfully, emotionally)
                         The world never stands still. Not for a moment.
                             (Photograph 2)

               THE WOMAN ON A BEACH IN THE WINTER, WRAPPED UP WARMLY, MAKING A SILLY POSE TO THE
               CAMERA

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         It never once occurred to me to stop, to enjoy my
                         life.
                             (Photograph 3)

               THE COUPLE ASLEEP TOGETHER IN THE CORNER OF A SOFA, THE FEMALE HELD BY AND HUGGED INTO
               THE MALE

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         That was my fault. But it was not me that I was
                         hurting.
                             (photograph 4)

               THE GIRL A MATURE TEENAGER, POSES A WAVE FOR THE CAMERA. THE BACKGROUND A LARGE SPORTS
               HALL, SHE IS DRESSED IN A LEOTARD AND OUT OF BREATH, JUST COMPLETED A GYMNASTIC
               ROUTINE

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         For all that I had achieved, I could not stop
                         myself wandering, I could not still my world...
                             (photograph 5)

               THE COUPLE OLDER NOW ON THEIR WEDDING DAY STANDING ON A PATH WITHIN BEAUTIFUL GARDENS
               AND A SHIMMERING LAKE IN THE BACKGROUND

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         And I put to risk all I had. And that which meant
                         most to me. 
                             (photograph 6)

               THE COUPLE STOOD ON THE STEPS OUTSIDE A HOUSE, THE MAN HANDING A SINGLE ROSE TO THE
               PREGNANT WOMAN

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         My Diane.

                                                                 FADE TO:

 

               EXT. HYDE PARK - DAYTIME

               A glorious day in Hyde Park. Throughout the park picnic blankets are scattered around
               and people are spending time in the sun. We head towards the shade of a tree,
               underneath which a couple sit intimately, sipping champagne. Our man is dressed in a
               suit with shoes and jacket off, trouser legs and sleeves rolled up, tie loose and top
               button undone. He is very well groomed and approaching middle age, clearly a man of
               position. The girl has long blonde hair and is very animated, in her early twenties,
               wearing a classy summer dress, barefoot and hair down.

                                   SCARLET
                         I came to London three years ago. It suits me. I
                         would go out of my mind if I was still living in
                         the little village. I like the busy ness, and the
                         hustle and the bustle, and I like being in this
                         park.

                                   NIGEL
                         And your dreams. Your ambitions? Are they in
                         London? Are you fulfilling the things you set out
                         to achieve?

                                   SCARLET
                         To leave the village was my goal. I had to get
                         away from that place.

                                   NIGEL
                         Now everything is here for you my dear. You are a
                         beautiful young woman with the whole world at your
                         very mercy. You are in an enviable position, you
                         are young and beautiful and you have nothing to
                         lose.

                                   SCARLET
                         I have some things. But here one can live without
                         everybody in the village knowing your ins and your
                         out's.

                                   NIGEL
                         No matter where you are, people will always be
                         interested in knowing YOUR ins and out's. You have
                         an attitude, your very manner is begging to be
                         asked.

                                   SCARLET
                         What does my manner have to do with all of those
                         nosey parker's?

                                   NIGEL
                         My dear, you have only the slightest idea of the
                         image you leave upon a man. You demand to be the
                         centre of attention. Because of the way you look,
                         yes, the way you dress, perhaps. More importantly
                         and you are yet to realise, but the manner in
                         which you carry yourself.

               Scarlet moves to sit astride Nigel, taking his glass she pours champagne.

                                   SCARLET
                         And what makes you think I don't realise the
                         manner in which I carry myself?

                                   NIGEL
                         Manner is something you will learn in time to
                         carry, up until now manner has carried you, along
                         with good breeding.

               Scarlet moves in to kiss Nigel. In the distance opposite the couple a man with a
               camera snaps a photo.

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                             (noticing the photographer)
                         More please

               Scarlet places the champagne glass against his lips and tips it into his mouth. Nigel
               looking beyond Scarlet is disturbed.

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         I feel rather suspicious of that man. He is a
                         peeping Tom.

                                   SCARLET
                         Why? Nobody knows where we are. What we are doing.
                         What is a peeping Tom?

               The man with the camera walks away from the park.

                                   NIGEL
                         Perhaps. This is very high risk you know.

                                   SCARLET
                         Your marriage. Why be married? Why be married and
                         be here with me?

                                   NIGEL
                         There are many merits of marriage, I fear I may
                         have forsaken.
                         A slight indiscretion in the wrong place, a few
                         photographs in a brown envelope and that my dear
                         would be the end. All it would take is a dirty
                         little peeping Tom.

                                   SCARLET
                         Or a nosey parker.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. NIGELS HOME

               Nigel enters his house. Rather grand it is the well decorated home of a middle class
               family. He takes off his coat and hangs it up. He walks through the house to the
               kitchen.

 

               INT. KITCHEN

               Nigel finds a note placed upon a microwave meal. He picks the note and reads:

               Dinner cold. Thought you would be back early for once.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT

               Nigel enters his dark bedroom where his wife is already asleep in bed. Nigel wanders
               over to the curtain and looks out of the window, as he does we hear a car start and
               drive off. He moves back from the window.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. CORRIDOR OF OFFICES

               Diane and a young man exit from an office. The door shuts behind them. On the door is
               written:

               HARRISON DETECTIVE AGENCY

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

               Mature and attractive, Diane converses with the young man. He offers his arm, and she
               accepts, they walk.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. HOTEL BAR

               Diane and the young man sit at the quiet hotel bar

                                   DIANE
                         I tell myself that there is always another way...

                                   YOUNG MAN
                         The thoughts always lead to the same place...

                                                                 FADE IN:

 

               INT. HALLWAY - MORNING

               The post box in the front door opens and some mail is shoved through and drops to the
               floor. Nigel in his dressing gown walks down the stairs and collects the mail.

                                   DIANE
                             (from the kitchen)
                         Is that the mail?

               Nigel heads towards the kitchen wary of a confrontation.

 

               INT. KITCHEN - MORNING

               Diane is fully dressed and very smart. An executive, she is a power player yet
               feminine and attractive in her forties.

                                   DIANE
                         There might be something for me.

               Nigel deals through the mail in his hands. He stops at a hand delivered brown envelope
               marked only with Diane's name on it. The package reads:

               PHOTOGRAPHS - DO NOT BEND

               Nigel looks up and to his surprise sees that Diane has also stopped and is looking
               directly at the package.

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         That's it. Is it?

               She acts cool.

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         Just leave it on the counter will you darling?

               Nigel places it on the breakfast bar in the Kitchen.

                                   NIGEL
                         I missed dinner again last night.
                             (beat)
                         I am sorry

                                   DIANE
                         Thank you for that.

                                   NIGEL
                         Things are difficult...

                                   DIANE
                         Listen I would like to meet for lunch. Today, can
                         you make it?

                                   NIGEL
                         I did have something in but I can scrap it.

                                   DIANE
                         I must run or I will be late

               As she walks past Nigel she picks up the brown envelope

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         I will contact you about lunch.

               She leaves the house. Nigel slumps to the stool head sunk in hands.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. OFFICE - DAYTIME

               Nigel sits in his office behind his desk. His mind is not with his work. He picks up
               his phone.

                                   NIGEL
                         Scarlet, could you pop in here please?

               With a sly smirk, carrying a notebook and pencil Scarlet glides through the door into
               the office closing the door behind.

                                   SCARLET
                         What'll it be Mr?

                                   NIGEL
                         I have bad news.

                                   SCARLET
                         Oh.

                                   NIGEL
                         I am going to have to cancel our lunch.

                                   SCARLET
                         Your wife. Does she know something?

                                   NIGEL
                         I, don't know.. Its not that. Listen Scarlet...

                                   SCARLET
                         Listen Scarlet?

                                   NIGEL
                         This situation is...

                                   SCARLET
                         You have to end us?

                                   NIGEL
                         This isnt what I want to do, but it is what I must
                         do.

                                   SCARLET
                         You want to end us?

                                   NIGEL
                         For that I can only say that I am sorry.

                                   SCARLET
                         Then why did you start?

                                   NIGEL
                         I did not intend this. I was going out of my mind
                         before I met you. I also came from a sleepy
                         village to London... I think I needed this kind of
                         pace in my life.

               He looks her up and down.

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         Your kind of pace in my life.

                                   SCARLET
                         And now?

                                   NIGEL
                         And now the pace is set, I am trying to keep up.

               There is a knock at the door.

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                             (to the door)
                         Hold on
                             (to Scarlet)
                         Scarlet...

                                   SCARLET
                         I will be okay. I have my own problems. I hope
                         everything is fine for you.

               As Scarlet leaves the room a secretary enters with a brown envelope and places it on
               Nigels desk.

                                   SECRETARY
                         Mail for you.

               She leaves. Nigel looks in shock at the same brown envelope he saw this morning, now
               with his name written on it and his wifes crossed out. It is hand delivered. He shuts
               the office door and approaches the envelope. He opens it and slides out a series of
               photographs. He picks up the phone.

                                   NIGEL
                         Please cancel my schedule for this afternoon. I
                         will be leaving my office for the rest of the day
                         now.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               EXT. BUSY LONDON HIGH STREET

               Nigel leaves the building flinging his jacket around his shoulders, at pace he walks
               down the street holding the photographs in front of him. As he reaches Shatesbury
               Avenue he stops and looks high up to the sign on the wall. It reads:

               SHAFTESBURY AVENUE

               We see the first photograph is of that very sign. Nigel shuffles the photo to the back
               and the second photo is of a no.38 bus.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               EXT. SHAFTESBURY AVENUE

               A no.38 Bus approaches.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               INT. NO.38 BUS

               Nigel stands in the bus and looks at the next photo which is of Hyde Park Corner.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               EXT. HYDE PARK CORNER

               The bus stops and Nigel jumps off. He crosses the road and walks into the park.

                                                                  CUT TO:

 

               EXT. HYDE PARK  

               All around people are sunbathing, relaxing. The next picture is of a tree offering
               shade. Nigel heads towards it.

               In the distance standing under the tree along side a picnic blanket is Diane. Nigel
               slows and approaches cautiously.

                                   NIGEL
                         Hello

                                   DIANE
                             (nervously)
                         Hello sweetheart.

               They both stand rigid, afraid of each other.

                                   NIGEL
                         I don't understand.

                                   DIANE
                         My darling I wanted to surprise you. I have
                         neglected you recently. 

               She reaches tentatively her arm to his.

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         I wanted to make up.

               They sit down on the blanket.

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         My darling I have to tell you something. I have a
                         confession to make. When I was out for a work meal
                         two weeks ago, it wasn't with work. I did in fact
                         have dinner with someone I rather should not have.

                                   NIGEL
                         I see.

                                                                 FADE TO:

 

               INT. HOTEL BAR

               Diane and the young man sit at the quiet hotel bar

                                   DIANE
                         I tell myself that there is always another way...

                                   YOUNG MAN
                         The thoughts always lead to the same place...

                                                                 FADE TO:

 

               EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

               Mature and attractive, Diane converses with the young man. He offers his arm, and she
               accepts, they walk.

                                                                  CUT TO:

                                                                 FADE IN:

 

               INT. VAGUE HOTEL CORRIDOR

               Diane and a young man exit from a room. The door shuts behind them.

                                   DIANE
                         We had a few drinks, but that is as far as it
                         went. Oh I felt so guilty. My thoughts betrayed me
                         and I feel so awful, can you forgive me my
                         darling? It was so silly, he was half my age and
                         coming from a rocky marriage himself. I was so
                         silly to let it into our marriage.

                                   NIGEL
                         Well, please don't worry about it. No harm done.
                         You just had dinner for goodness sakes. You are my
                         wife. I love you. 

                                   DIANE
                         Oh dear, thank you for being so reasonable.

               She dries her tears.

                                   DIANE (cont'd)
                         Would you like some drink?

                                   NIGEL
                         Please.

               They sit and enjoy the picnic. 

                                   NIGEL (cont'd)
                         So what made you think of doing this?

                                   DIANE
                         It was just the first thing I could think of. I
                         took the pictures yesterday and they arrived this
                         morning. I know this is your favourite spot in
                         London and...

                                   NIGEL
                         I am flattered.
                             (beat)
                         Diane, this other man, it is all over now isn't
                         it?

                                   DIANE
                         Oh yes, it was ridiculous of me to even think it,
                         he was half my age and having a terrible time
                         himself. He was suspicious of his wife having an
                         affair.

                                   NIGEL
                         Really?

                                   DIANE
                         Yes. I advised him in the end to hire a private
                         investigator

                                                                 FADE TO:

 

               INT. CORRIDOR OF OFFICES

               Diane and a young man exit from an office. The door shuts behind them. On the door is
               written:

               HARRISON DETECTIVE AGENCY

                                                                 FADE TO:
                         a peeping Tom would find out for him finally one
                         way or the other, photographic evidence. And then
                         he can get on with his life.

               CLOSE UP ON NIGELS FACE

               The realisation dawns upon Nigel.

                                                                 THE END.

The Johnson Cologne


The Johnson Cologne

The Johnson Cologne


The Johnson Cologne

A short series of commercial comedic scripts for a prospective cologne.

 

Johnson 1/3 SCIENTISTS

INT. Lab

One scientist approaches another

HUMPERDINK
    Charles. I need to speak to you
    right now.

        CHARLES
    Did you see the results?

        HUMPERDINK
    Yes. My God, yes. Do you 
    understand, it could mean 
    our lives. This goes all 
    the way to Johnson.

        CHARLES
    Look, it'll never get past
    quarantine, and even if it 
    did the four-seven-zero report 
    will never give it the light of 
    day. It can't. Engineering 
    would never approve.

        HUMPERDINK
    It doesn't matter.

        CHARLES
    It matters. Without approval
    it can never get an exit visa
    and then...

        HUMPERDINK
    Engineering are in on it.

Pause for a beat.

CHARLES
    What will you do?

        HUMPERDINK
    I must call my wife. Get your
    family out as far away... 
    what is that cologne your 
    wearing?

 

Johnson 2/3 LOVERS

EXT. A CITY PARK

A MAN AND A WOMAN MEET

GORDON
    Thank you for meeting me.

        LUCY
    I had no choice really, but its OK.

        GORDON
    You know for what it's worth...

        LUCY
    ...Well? You can't even say you're
    sorry. Now and after everything 
    that has happened.

        GORDON
    The thing is.

        LUCY
    What? What is the thing? Did I
    imagine everything? Was it all a 
    dream?

        GORDON
    Lucy stop it. There is more to 
    this whole thing than you know.
    (Lucys manner changes)

        LUCY
    What? What is it? Have you kept
    something from me? This is just
    typical. You can't keep anything
    from me Gordon. Johnson will find
    out and that will be bad for us both.

        GORDON
    That never has to happen, don't even
    think about that.

He grabs her and they embrace.

GORDON
        (CONTINUED)
    I would never let anything like that 
    happen. 

        LUCY
    What is that cologne you are wearing?

 

Johnson 3/3 FRIENDS

EXT. HIGH STREET

A smart, casually dressed woman bumps into an old friend.

JANET
    Helen, Helen Johnson is that you?

            HELEN
    Oh, my, Janet hello, how are you?

            JANET
    I'm wonderful, it's so good to see 
    you. How are you? How is Bradley? 
    How was the honeymoon? oh my goodness 
    we have so much to talk about.

            HELEN
    Oh it was wonderful, so romantic, I 
    could have stayed forever. I heard 
    about you're good news as well, 
    congratulations.

            JANET
    Oh thank you, you know I really 
    think things are starting to look 
    up. After last year and everything 
    that... well I didn't know what 
    might happen.

            HELEN
    Oh I know.. Its so good to see you. 
    I've even got a little tear in my eye. 

            JANET
    Oh Helen you are such a little 
    peach. Listen what are you doing right 
    now, we have to have a natter, lets go 
    and get a coffee...

Janet stops in her tracks. Her face slowly becomes disgusted.

HELEN
    What is the matter?

            JANET
    What cologne are you wearing?