Amateurs // First Read Radio

Amateurs

Amateurs // First Read Radio

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What if the movie Fargo and Pineapple Express when on a date and accidentally got pregnant? Well, then you’d have today’s episode “Amateurs”. A story about two morons who end up in the middle of the desert to of course bury a body.

Credits

Written by: Matthew Bryan + Gary Jones
Directed by: Gary Jones
Sound Supervisor and Editor: Ryan Gottshall
Produced by: Awfully Good Media

Recorded at Spacewalk Sound
www.spacewalksound.com

Cast

Narrator: Kerry Nash
Sean: Ryan Marsico
Chad: William Gabriel Grier
The Body: Dylan Werth

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FADE IN:


EXT. DESERT - DUSK


The land of survival. Let your guard down for a moment, your blood will stain the sand a little darker.


THUNK


A SHOVEL drives into the hardened ground, and pulls out a small chunk of earth inside an already dug foot-deep grave.


CHAD (O.S.)

...And then, because these ants aren’t aware that the spore attaches to ‘em the thing turns ‘em into zombies.


The shovel slams into the dirt, barely takes another chunk out. The person doing the work


SEAN (30s) takes his work very seriously, looks older because he takes life too seriously. He can’t stand that he has to hear this non-sense from


CHAD (30s) overweight and lives by the mantra “work smarter, not harder” and smarter always means making someone else do the work.


Chad stands by his car, continues to blabber as he rolls a JOINT.


CHAD (CONT’D)

And that got me thinkin’. What if these spore things, what if they got into humans, you know?


SEAN

Will you shut up already!? That can’t, won’t, and will never happen.


CHAD

How do you know?

SEAN

Because, it just can’t.

Chad stares, clearly lost.

Sean shakes his head, tosses the shovel aside.

SEAN (CONT’D)

(sighs)

The hell with this ground, we’ve been here two hours and I barely made a dent. How about you get your ass in here and see if you get any further.


CHAD

I can’t jump down in there, I’m hypoglycemic, you know that. I can feel my blood sugar plummeting.


SEAN

So what, you just going to sit there and watch?


CHAD

I’m standing.


Sean glances into the back seat of the car, there sits a beaten and bloodied CORPSE.


SEAN

What are we gonna about that then?


Chad rolls his eyes and stomps over to the car, pops the trunk, pulls out a CAN OF GASOLINE.


CHAD

Work smarter, not harder.

Sean rolls his eyes, he’s heard that before.

CHAD (CONT’D)

This is a better idea anyway, burning the body ensures he won’t come back to eat raw flesh.

(to Sean)

Get him out of the car.

Sean heads to the car.

SEAN

Never going to happen.

CHAD

Don’t say never.


Sean opens the door, drags the body out. Corpse hits the ground with a THUD.


Sean begins to pull the body, but it doesn’t look as easy as they make it in the movies.

Sean looks to Chad, gives him the “help me asshole” eyes.


CHAD (CONT’D)

What?


SEAN

You’re really something.

Sean sighs, and begrudgingly gets to dragging on his own.


The Corpse is tossed into the barely dug grave. The Corpse’s face has seen better days; nose broken to shit, a black eye, and bruises. It’s not pretty.


Chad grabs the GAS CAN and pours it on the Corpse’s body. He tosses the can in with the body and holds out his hand.

Sean stares at the extended hand... Gives Chad a solid low- five slap.


CHAD

No, you idiot, the matches.

SEAN

I thought you had em. What were you going to light the joint with, genius?


CHAD

I gave you one job--

SEAN

And what about you, mister “back-up plan?”


Chad tries to keep his seething rage in check.

SEAN (CONT’D)

Maybe that guy has matches in his pockets?


CHAD

The pockets that are soaked in gasoline?


Sean nods, forgot about that.

SEAN

Let’s check the car.


They both amble over to the car, start their desperate search.

The look through the glove compartment, center console, etc. Chad takes the front, Sean checks the back.

CHAD (O.S.)

So, you’re one hundred percent sure zombie’s can’t happen with that spore?


SEAN (O.S.)

Chad, shut up and look.

CHAD (O.S.)

I mean, it could happen some day...

CORPSE SITS UPRIGHT IN THE GRAVE.

SEAN (O.S.)

Chad, for the absolute, last time: it can NEVER happen.


Corpse manages to stand up out of the grave. He nearly falls over.


Corpse stumbles over to Sean and Chad.

SEAN (O.S.) (CONT’D)

Stop the perseverating and find a lighter!


CHAD (O.S.)

Sorry... Mr. College degree. I just think if can happen to dumb ants, why not to us.


SEAN (O.S.)

Because our immune system has adaptive capabilities that prevents shit like that from happening, alright.


Sean pulls down the car visor and down falls a book of MATCHES.


SEAN (CONT’D)

Hey, look what I found--

THWACK


Sean takes the shovel to the back of the head, he’s out, if not dead on impact.


Chad stumbles back, barely avoids the next swing. Eyes go wide at the bloodied body before him.

Chad Immune system my ass.


Chad gets up, sprints off.

Corpse chases after him -- it’s pathetic.


Chad’s too out of shape to stay far ahead, Corpse’s too woozy from the blood loss.


Chad makes one big loop, then heads straight back toward the car.


Corpse grips the shovel, ready to hurl it to stop Chad’s movement--


--Chad topples, falls face first into the dirt.


Corpse limps to Chad’s body. He uses what strength he had left to him over. Chad’s face is blue and unconscious.


Corpse hobbles to the car, he steps over Sean and the blood that pools around his head.


Corpse checks inside, eyes scanning...


Corpse finds the matches on the car seat. He moves to Chad’s body and starts to riffle through it.


Behind Corpse, Sean slowly stands, keeps as quiet as possible. Sean grabs the shovel and continues toward the Corpse. Blood dripping into his eyes.


Barely able to make out the Corpse, Sean raises the shovel and swings it with all his might. He misses and the flow sends him forward tripping over Chad’s body.


Sean hurries to collect himself as the Corpse goes for the shovel again, but before he can get back to his feet...


SMACK!


The Corpse stands over Sean’s body for a moment, then takes a few more whacks at it just incase.


The Corpse searches through Sean’s pockets and finds the car keys.


He jumps in the front seat of the car and turns the ignition. VROOM! It starts.

BING! The low fuel gage chimes on. He looks around for a beat and see’s the red GAS CAN out by the grave.


Exhausted, he sits for a moment. Whistling in and out of his broken nose.


The Corpse sighs and limps his way over. Picks it up and shakes it. Just enough.


He turns, strides past Chad’s corpse... He stops, goes back for the JOINT resting on the floor.


Corpse grabs the joint, admires the craftsmanship. He runs the joint under his nose, tries to breathe... A loud wheeze. This dude can’t smell shit.


Corpse shakes his head; fuck it. He reaches into his chest pocket, pulls out the MATCHES.


Corpse strikes the match, lights up the joint.


He takes a deep drag from the joint, the RED CHERRY GLOWS ON THE FRONT.


CORPSE

Fuckin’ amateurs.


Corpse ashes the joint. The ember falls, lands right on his pant leg--


WHOMPF

--His pants go up in flames!


Corpse screams, tries to put out the flames, but they quickly reach his shirt.


Corpse runs, stumbles into the barely dug grave. He tries to roll it out, but the fire gets to him.


The fire burns inside the barely dug grave as the sun starts to set on the two bodies that stain the sands a little darker.


FADE OUT.


First Read Radio : Changes

Changes

First Read Radio : Changes

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After Laura Neulip outs her bully she is cornered into lying about what really happened in order to save the reputation of the schools star athlete. In an effort to clear things up, the Neulip’s invite the family over for dinner, but find themselves in a messy situation. CHANGES is a spectacular, ambitious, and extremely satisfying short script written by Matthew Bryan and brought to life by Rhiannon Thomas, Stephanie Carpentieri, Gabriel Grier, Robinson Walsh, Julian Vlcan, and introducing Rayne Potter as the narrator.

Credits

Written by: Matthew Bryan
Directed by: Gary Jones
Produced by: Awfully Good Media

Cast

Narrator: Rayne Potter
Laura: Rhiannon Thomas
Alice: Stephani Carpentieri
David: Gabriel Grier
Tyler: Robinson Walsh
Ben: Julian Vlcan

Sound Supervisor and Editor: Ryan Gottshall

Recorded at Spacewalk Sound
www.spacewalksound.com

Music

Animal Assassins – Colorado 1864
Firework Festival – Game Changer ft. Robin Hawkin
Half Light – From Below
Joel Porter – St. Anthony

Changes


CHANGES



Written by Matthew Bryan

FADE IN:


INT. HOME - NIGHT


You know the home; modest, simple decor, probably looks just like your home.


LAURA NEULIP (13) at the cusp of womanhood in all it’s uncomfortable glory, sets the table with teen angst.


LAURA

Mom, please, I don’t feel good...


ALICE NEULIP (40s) timid, but caring, kind of woman who makes sure everyone’s had their fill before her. She sets out some food.


ALICE

I imagine that young boy didn’t feel too good either after you punched him, Laura.


LAURA

He had it coming.

Laura winces, presses her hand against her stomach.

LAURA (CONT’D)

Please, can’t we do this another night?


DAVID NEULIP (50s), nerd since day one, but a sense of pride in what he is.


DAVID

We have to nip this in the bud, Laura. Don’t want them pressing charges, brining unwanted attention.


LAURA

I should be the one pressing charges!


ALICE

Sweetie, please, no yelling; we’re not animals.


LAURA

And what if they press charges?

DAVID

Your dad always has a back-up plan.

The bell rings, showtime.

DAVID (CONT’D)

One meal and it’ll be over, okay?

Laura nods, whatever.


David strides to the front door, he prepares himself, forced smile and all. He opens the door to


TYLER FARAL (50s) toxic masculinity all the way, if you think you’re the alpha, he’ll make sure to challenge.


BEN FARAL (14) pretty boy MVP, he’s never been told “no.” SCRATCH MARKS along his face show that someone definitely told him no.


DAVID (CONT’D)

Hi, Mr. Faral, welcome!

Tyler sizes David up.

TYLER

Hopefully dinner has more meat on the bones.


DAVID

(nervous)

Ah, yes, well, my weight tends to fluctuate.

(to Ben)

And you must be Ben. I’m so sorry about--


TYLER

Let’s eat first. I like talking on a full stomach.


DAVID

Of course, right in there.

Tyler brushes past David, Ben follows close behind. They enter the dining room, all set and ready.

David goes to pull out Tyler and Ben’s chairs, but Tyler stops him; he can do it himself.


Ben sits across from Laura, but she refuses to make eye contact.


David takes a seat next to Alice.

ALICE

Oh, no misses to join?

TYLER

Not really into the whole marriage idea. I mean, we’re animals, animals aren’t made to be tied down.


DAVID

Good to have packs, though, right?

TYLER

If you need help, I guess.

Alice nods, this guy’s a piece of work.

ALICE

Benjamin, pleasure to meet you. Seem to be healing well, barely noticeable.


BEN

Thanks. Older kids on the football team had fun with it. Lot of jokes.


Awkward silence.


LAURA

I... I need to get some air.

Laura rises, quickly heads off.

ALICE

Pain of becoming a woman, I’m afraid.


TYLER

Hormones can really flip a switch, can’t they? Fun one minute, lashing out the next.


Alice and David know the implication.

BEN

Bathroom?

Alice motions down the hall, Ben politely excuses himself.

DAVID

Big kid for his age, lot of muscle.

TYLER

Got him on the same program I had when I was his age. I hate to be blunt, but here’s the deal. Ben has a bright future; high school, college then pro. Things that hinder that progress: rumors.


DAVID

Rumors?

TYLER

Your daughter made some pretty outrageous claims.


ALICE

Laura’s not really one to cry wolf, Mr. Faral.


TYLER

(smirks)

Cry wolf? Hm, cute. It fits since your little wolf snapped at my boy. You know who has a worse bite? My lawyers.


DAVID

Oh, that won’t be necessary. I’m sure we can reach some kind of agreement. No need for things to get ugly, right?


EXT. HOME - BACK YARD - NIGHT


Clouds block most of the moonlight, can barely see Laura hunched over near the bushes, body wracked with pain.


BEN (O.S.)

You okay?


Laura spins, sees Ben by the back door, blocks her only way in.


LAURA

I’m fine. What are you doing out here?


BEN

What kind of a guy wouldn’t check on a beautiful girl who’s not feeling well?

LAURA

I didn’t ask for your help, or your attention.


BEN

I’ve seen the way you look at me, you didn’t need to ask.


LAURA

Just leave me alo--


Laura winces, holds her stomach. Ben steps away from the door, heads her way.


INT. HOME - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

TYLER

I want a public apology from your daughter. I want her to admit that she made up the accusations that Ben tried to “rape her.”


DAVID

Public? I think a letter to the coach or the school would suffice, yes?


TYLER

Do as I say, or do what the lawyers say. Your choice.


EXT. HOME - BACK YARD - NIGHT


Ben gets close to Laura, runs his hand along her back -- she knocks his arm away.


LAURA

Why can’t you just do what I ask?

Ben steps back, eyes go wide.


Laura cocks her head in confusion, glances down at where he’s staring...


HER WHITE SKIRT HAS A BLOOD STAIN.


A FLASH from a camera, Laura looks up to see Ben put his phone away.


LAURA (CONT’D)

What the hell?!

BEN

Embarrassing, isn’t it? All of the older guys made fun of me for getting beat up by you, letting you get away. That won’t happen again.


LAURA

(pained) Ben, please...


BEN

I don’t know what it is about you, but... You said “no” once, you’ll say “yes” whenever I ask or I’ll post this everywhere. Your choice.


INT. HOME - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

David and Alice sit quietly, Alice smirks.

ALICE

Our choice, eh? Doesn’t really feel like it.


TYLER

I’m not in control of your feel--

ALICE

Yes, feelings and hormones are hard to control, aren’t they?


Tyler grimaces, hates being interrupted.


EXT. HOME - BACK YARD - NIGHT


Laura stares at Ben, his arrogance on full display, what’s she going to do?


The clouds pass across the night sky, reveal a FULL MOON.

ALICE (V.O.)

It’s a tough time, for any child.


Laura winces in pain, rushes over to the bushes and spits out BLOOD AND SOME TEETH, her incisors and canines to be exact.


ALICE (V.O.)

Their bodies change, things become hard to manage.


Laura runs her tongue along her teeth, they’ve been replaced by longer, sharper teeth, like a wolf.

Laura winces, more pain. She stumbles off into the dark, out of sight.


Ben steps forward, confused/angry.

BEN

You better not try to blame this on me, too, you hear me?


Nothing, silence.


BEN (CONT’D)

You hear me, bitch?!

The silence continues...

ALICE (V.O.)

And if these moments are handled properly...


A LOW GROWL COMES FROM THE DARK, PREDATORY EYES SHINE IN THE DARK.


ALICE (V.O.)

Things can get messy.

Ben stumbles back, starts to cry out for help--

--A CLAW THRUSTS INTO HIS NECK, RIPS OUT HIS THROAT.


INT. HOME - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Tyler studies David and Alice... Smiles.

TYLER

I like you two, you’ve got more bark than I thought. As for messy, ask my ex-wife how bad it went for her when my lawyer got involved, you’ll need her advice if your girl doesn’t apologize.


DAVID

I’m sorry, but I just don’t see her giving that public apology.


TYLER

Then you’ve given us no other choice. Eat, or be eaten in this world. Remember that.


David eyes Alice, an unfortunate turn of events. David glances behind Tyler, smiles like a proud father.

DAVID

Ah, well, we’re in luck. It seems that the kids resolved the matter themselves.


Tyler goes to turn around-- THUD

--BEN’S HEAD LANDS ON THE TABLE IN A GORY MESS.

TYLER

Ben?! What the fuck?!


Tyler spins, can’t see down the dark hall, but he can see the WOLF-LIKE EYES.


Tyler jumps up, tries to run for the door--


--David POUNCES on Tyler, pins him to the ground as David’s eyes become wolf-like.


DAVID

(guttural)

We gave you a chance, both of you. Seems like your boy didn’t learn the first time. We can’t have anyone digging into our business, we’re very private.


Alice rises, eyes Tyler.

ALICE

“Eat, or be eaten.” Isn’t that right?


Alice smiles as her teeth elongate, eyes become wolf-like. She lunges at Tyler as he screams.


LATER


Laura, Alice and David wipe their hands. The room’s covered in blood.


ALICE (CONT’D)

(to Laura) Stomach all better?


Laura nods, yep. Alice smiles, reaches over, scratches her daughter behind her ear. Laura laughs, leans her head into mother’s hand.

DAVID

What did I tell ya? One meal and it’d be all over.


David accidentally lets out a burp, blushes.

ALICE

Some things never change.


They laugh, the epitome of a happy family as blood and chunks of flesh drip down the walls.


FADE TO BLACK.


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Director's Notes

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