A Good ComedyA Screenplay by Spencer BridgesA self reflective script I wrote for my writers craft class. A satire of what a comedy should consist of.Scene is set in an office room where a professional looking man (MR. ROCKSHIRE) is attending to papers on his desk. In walks a man with a tweed jacket (JEFFREY WYNDOM) and frazzled hair. JEFFREY WYNDOM Sir I finished that script you asked for Awkward pause as JEFFREY stands in front of desk and MR. ROCKSHIRE continues to write. Turns over paper continues working stroking out an entire page line by line with aggressive scratches. JEFFREY shifts uncomfortably. JEFFREY Sir? MR. ROCKSHIRE (looks up from his work at JEFFREY) Hello Jeffrey, how are you? JEFFREY Very well Si"(Interupted by MR.ROCKSHIRE) MR. ROCKSHIRE Here throw this out for me I’ve spent too much time on it already MR.ROCKSHIRE hands JEFFREY the scratched out page and points to the trash bin behind JEFFREY. JEFFREY walks to bin and puts page in garbage. CLOSE UP- Garbage bin filled with dozens of stroked out pages (presumably scripts). MR. ROCKSHIRE (Continues working on desk) So what is it that you want? (Impatient tone, does not look up from work) JEFFREY Umm I finished that script you asked for MR. ROCKSHIRE What script? (Impatient) JEFFREY The uhh comedy one, you uhh asked me a couple uhh months ago to do (looks up for acknowledgment from MR. ROCKSHIRE but he does not lift his focus from his work) It was the uhh comedy one, you umm said that we needed to write a movie for Joel McMcMcHale (stutters) since his contract with us is uhh running out soon MR. ROCKSHIRE Of course I remember now Here give me the script (holds out hand without taking eyes of work) JEFFREY slowly extends hand with script and MR. ROCKSHIRE grabs it quickly. JEFFREY turns to leave. MR. ROCKSHIRE Hey! (yell) Where do you think you’re going? JEFFREY Sir I was just going to leave you to your uhh umm work MR. ROCKSHIRE No here stay for a while I’ll read the first couple pages see if it’s crap! (laughs) JEFFREY Right now Sir? MR.ROCKSIRE Ya why not, here grab a seat (motions to chair in front of desk) I’ve got all the time in the world JEFFREY sits down and the chair creaks as he shifts his weight. MR. ROCKSHIRE starts reading script eyebrows frowned towards page. JEFFREY’S chair creaks again as time passes in silence. CLOSE UP- Clock shown with time changing from 2:35pm to 3:27pm indicating passage of time. MR. ROCKSHIRE slams scripts down aggressively awaking JEFFREY who had fallen half asleep while MR. ROCKSHIRE was reading the script. MR. ROCKSHIRE It’s crap! JEFFREY I’m sorry Sir? MR. ROCKSHIRE I said it’s crap! What the hell is this? It sure as hells isn’t comedy! I didn’t crack a smile through the whole script! Did you see me smile? (looks over to JEFFREY) JEFFREY No Sir MR. ROCKSHIRE Darn right that’s because I didn’t. When I asked you to write this I wanted something that would make people pee themselves not cry! JEFFREY Uhh yes Sir I know it’s not as slapstick as you wanted but I thought that if I developed the umm character through some relatable events that audiences would uhh empathize with him and make the comedic parts stand out (stutters) m-m-more when they do happen MR. ROCKSHIRE You think people go to the movies to empathize with someone? (looks at JEFFREY who shrugs) Hell no they don’t! They want to see Joey McHale get hit in the jewels with a tennis ball and then for the tennis ball to bounce of the ground and hit him again (MR. ROCKSHIRE is animated and acting out the tennis ball’s motions as he talks) JEFFREY But this story will display McHale’s acting ability uhh (panicky voice) We could even win an Oscar! MR. ROCKSHIRE (laughs) JEFFREY I don’t give a hoot about Oscars An Oscar is a little naked man made of metal that people pretend is worth something I don’t get paid in Oscars I get paid in cash Do you know how much Jackass 3D made? (Waits for JEFFREY to respond but JEFFREY does not) Hmm do you? JEFFREY (obviously frustrated) No Sir MR. ROCKSHIRE One hundred and seventy… million! (emphasizes million by tapping hand on desk) And do you know how much character development it had? (break) Zero! (emphasizes zero by smacking hand on desk) At this point MR. ROCKSHIRE stands up and points down at JEFFREY who avoids eye contact. MR. ROCKSHIRE So what I need you (points JEFFREY) to do is give this script a facelift! I don’t want to see any more writing about divorced husbands, dead dogs and depressing failed poets Do you understand me? JEFFREY But Sir what about the last movie you came out with uhh The Dude Olympics right? (JEFFREY looks at The Dude Olympics poster on the wall which is Jon Heder cross eyed tripping over a hurdle) MR. ROCKSHIRE Yes what about it? (awkward silence) JEFFREY (sighs) Nevermind MR.ROCKSHIRE Yes that’s what I thought So anyways (starts pacing behind desk) when you make your (holds up quotations) “new” script I want you to get rid of the sap and add some slap (looks at JEFFREY and pauses) You should probably write this down JEFFREY Oh umm yes of course Sir (pulls out book and paper from bag) MR. ROCKSHIRE Good, (resumes pacing) make sure you get the no sap more slap line I like that, other than that keep the characters they’re fine, just make them (pauses) hmm what’s the word? JEFFREY Stupider? (mumbles) MR. ROCKSHIRE Yes exactly, stupider! You see, you say it as if it is a bad thing but you have to admit we are pandering to the masses. Stupid people who like stupid things! We want to make a movie where the audience doesn’t have to think because people hate thinking! JEFFREY But Sir what about people who appreciate a more complex story? MR. ROCKSHIRE (still pacing) They son are in the minority I am running a business here (holds out arms to regard the office surrounding him) not an independent movie festival! We provide a service for the everyday person and they appreciate it with their wallets! You understand what I’m trying to say JEFFREY? JEFFREY Yes Sir MR. ROCKSHIRE (stops pacing and sits down) Alright good I want to see you back in my office in sixth months and I want to be happy with the product you give me! And I say (holds up quotations) “product” because I do not want you to make art art is for children and fools, I live in the real world, and so do you! and if you’re tired of the real world I’m sure I can find someone else who isn’t you understand me? I want you to make me something I can package and sell, a product! (stamps desk to emphasize product) JEFFREY Yes Sir I understand (nodding vigorously) MR. ROCKSHIRE Alright then get out of my office I have better things to do than yell at you JEFFREY Yes Sir MR. ROCKSHIRE And take this with you I don’t want see it again (hands JEFFREY the script) JEFFREY Yes Sir JEFFREY gets up from the chair quickly and put the notes he has taken back in his bag. JEFFREY stops at the trash bin on his way out and throws his script into on top of all the other paper. When JEFFREY looks back MR. ROCKSHIRE is already deep in his work with his pen scratching along his paper. JEFFREY closes the door and leaves the building quickly. When he makes it to his car he inhales a sigh and shrugs. Beside him on the passenger seat is a stack of papers. SHIFT CAMERA FOCUS FROM JEFFREY TO PAPERS- Papers read; Back Up Stupider Script. JEFFREY (mutters to self) Well it was worth a shot THE END © 2012 Spencer BridgesAuthor's Note
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