Runaway Bride
Screenplay by
Sarah Parriott & Josann McGibbon
FADE IN
EXT. AN IMPOSSIBLE EXPANSE OF MARYLAND FARMLAND - DAY
The wind rustles the endless field of corn, blows over the
freshly mown meadow of soybeans, and magically sways a copse of
trees.
Its a Fall after-noon. A SUDDEN POUNDING OF GALLOPING HOOVES
breaks the peace and... A HORSE and RIDER burst between the rows
of corn into th
The camera is moving toward an Indian city. We are high and far away, only the sound of the wind as we grow nearer and nearer, and through the passing clouds these words appear:
No mans life can be encompassed in one telling. There is no way to give each year its allotted weight, to include each event, each person who helped to shape a lifetime. What can be done is to be faithful in spirit to the
farms?
We could hide some food.
From Calvera?
He never steals all our food.
- He leaves us enough to go on with.
- That something.
We could beg him to leave us more.
No, no. That would make him more angry.
l don think we should do anything.
We must do something!
Like Rafael? Talk sense.
We break our backs in the fields,
and our bellies stay empty.
- We must do something!
- We must do something.
B
windows overlook the Brooklyn Promenade and the majestic
lower Manhattan skyline.
DELACROIX (V.O.)
Bonjour, my name is Pierre Delacroix.
Im a television writer, also a
showrunner, a creative person.
We see a tall figure move in and around the space.
DELACROIX (V.O.) (CONTD)
Im one of those people responsible
for what you view on your idiot box.
CLOSE ON
Monogrammed cuff sleeve - the initials P.D.
Cell
FADE IN:
A SPECK OF DUST
Grains of sand dance in the wind. As we glide over a VAST
DESERT, the speck of dust becomes a HORSE AND RIDER.
CATHERINE YOUNG straddles the beautiful black animal, her
mesmerizing eyes scanning the horizon. A curious breeze
blows across her exquisite face and she drinks it in, as if
the wind itself were telling something to her...
Catherine sees a FLICKERING LIGHT
Beer Garden and Billiards which shows a
glowing window and two horses out front and that is a
hundred yards away from the struggling silhouettes of the
two men on snowshoes. The big one is LITTLE BILL DAGGETT
and he is very big, wrapped in a huge bearskin robe.
The smaller one is CLYDE LEDBETTER who isnt small though he
has only one arm.
LITTLE BILL
...wouldnt let you settle it, huh?
CLYDE
Hell,
wind blows
it chills you
Chills you to the bone
But theres nothing in nature that freezes
your heart like years of being alone
It paints you with indifference
Like a lady paints with rouge
- And the worst of the worst
- The most hated and cursed
Is the one that we call Scrooge
- Unkind as any
- And the wrath of many
This is Ebenezer Scrooge
Oh, there goes Mr Humbug
There goes Mr Grimm
If they gav
farm system, Class A ball.
Line up. If youre not there
when your name is called...
...you will be reported as missing curfew.
MACK:
Nomura.
Emyko, Kazuo, Lane and Lyle Nomura.
KAZ:
I am Kazuo.
My wife, my sons.
MAN:
Good evening.
My name is Walter Watson,
and Im the director of this camp.
WATSON: The government has created
this camp with your well-being in mind.
Every effort has been made here
to
wind.
LUCILLA
Where are we now, Commodus? Can you
see the camp? My Gods! The air is
turning into ice!
COMMODUS
Were nearly there, Lucilla.
LUCILLA
Thats what you told me two days
ago!
COMMODUS
Will you please get back in your
wagon? And stay there?
LUCILLA
Im tired of being stuck in that
wagon.
Embarrassed by Commodus childish spat with is sister,
Tribuus gestures to the 2nd Praetorian.
TRIBUUS
S
window seat.
INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
An expensive hotel. Robert Wakefield stands at the window,
looking at the view of our nations capital.
SUPERTITLE: WASHINGTON D.C.
ON THE TABLE
the remnants of a meal. It was a steak and a small caesar
salad. The wine glass is half-empty.
ANOTHER ANGLE ON ROBERT
in front of the mirror now, trying on a dark, tasteful jacket.
CLOSER
On Robert in the same positio