[[Split vision same story.]]

ACT 0

Scene 0

0-0-0INT. ROOM #10-0-0

~He still be screaming I see his demons in empty...
~He still be screaming I see his demons in empty...
~He still be screaming I see his demons in empty...

* Beat from Yes begins to play *

DEEP VOICE

(over beat)

HALL-WAYS

HALL-WAYS

BRWNRCLSE

(To himself)

That's dope, I should write this down.

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ACT I

SCENE I

1-1-AEXT. SPACE1-1-A

It's all been lies. Space isn't cold, you can definitely breathe there with no equipment. Sort of how those times Jimmy went to space and Sheen was like "How are we breathing" there was an actual explanation there, I heard it. The so called vacuum of space was just an empty place, perfect for meditation and yet they always try to keep us afraid of it.

He knows the truth, he comes here quite a bit. More than anyone should. The depths of ones mind are not welcoming. But like Jimmy he knew that he knew too much and it crippled him, not like Stephen Hawking because there's eye keyboards now but like a three legged dog that can do backflips...

BOY

(To himself)

It doesn't make sense. I'm here and they all get to be there...together. I can't even fathom taking that journey. Why can't I, what separates me. Any step from the vessel I inhabit leads to my execution. A curse.

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1-1-BINT. CLASSROOM1-1-B

GIRL #1

(to friends)

There he goes again. Why is he so distant. There's nothing around him but there's everything surrounding him. He can't be happy like that.

GIRL #2

(to friends)

Forget him. He looks like he shit his pants and is too afraid to get up and check. Let him wallow in his crap for all eternity, if he can't realize...sejkafw wlsfojef jsoefjisdf lksjfowe.

Their words had stopped making sense to him, they didn't matter anyway. Further isolation.

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1-1-CEXT. SPACE1-1-C

BOY

(To himself)

This is my cross to bear. I am the (). I will help them all one day, I'll open their eyes. That's why I must endure this. That's why I die daily (D'angelo Bailey).

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ACT 1

Scene 2

2-1-AINT. ROOM #12-1-A

"You can do anything you set your mind to" is the biggest lie they can tell you. Truth is everyone kinda has a set of skills and if you're smart...you'll realize what it is and go with it. If we all could do what the other could then there'd be no point to life, no beauty in our differences, no such thing as (). Find your purpose and have fun with it, just don't die a failure, by any standard.

KID

(into the hallway)

Hey, can someone take me to school? I'm already late.

The mom continues cleaning.
The dog keeps barking.
Man, DAD, enters the room wearing those type of clothes that say I've given up one life gray on gray sweats, socks with sandals, black suit

DAD

(to KID)

You don't need school. You better than us?

Points to mom.

DAD (CONT'D)

Huh? You're no better than us. So you can fall into that trap at school but realize that at the end of the day you'll end up back here. It's your

Air quotes.

DAD (CONT'D)

Manifest Destiny.

KID

I'll walk I guess.

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2-2-AEXT. STREET2-2-A

KID walks alone to school. That black cat that sits just outside his window is slowly following behind

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ACT 1

Scene 3

3-1-AINT. CLASSROOM3-1-A

There's always a danger that comes about when two opposites meet. Let's complain about bullying but make it a standard joke in all school-based comedies. Let's complain about racial appropriation when it comes to US when I couldn't tell you who/what/when/where/why us will ever matter outside of this argument. Let's love our children and let them grow into their own and not drive them towards what we want them to be, happiness isn't theirs it belongs to us...the puppeteers. Let's all treat politics for what it is, the lead domino that tips over from time to time, only to have us stand them back up. Let's actually vote and have our OPINIONS BE HEARD. LET'S GET OUT OF THIS HALLWAY.

Bell rings.

TEACHER

(to KID)

I need you to stay after for a second.

KID

OK

KID (CONT'D)

(mumbles)

Being late doesn't matter, you anal yapping stop-watch.

TEACHER

(to KID)

So, this was your 5th time being late...

KID

I know. Can't be bothered to show up I guess...

TEACHER

(annoyed)

You have-

TEACHER (CONT'D)

Good grades.

KID

Good grades.


KID

I know but these grades won't keep me from Manifest Destiny.

Walks away.

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3-1-BINT. HALLWAY, BOYS LOCKER3-1-B

BOY

(to locker mirror)

Finally

KID

Shutup before I pound you, twerp.

BOY

That's great. But what's even better is this ambition of yours. If we don't hurry we'll miss your only opportunity to do something great. Trust me, you'll never go back to your abode.

KID

Good. It's that or you go back to being the "savior" without a disciple.

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ACT 2

Scene 1

1-1-AINT. HALLWAY1-1-A

There's this concept of Life's Soundtrack that some people recognize. If you think playing a song with some shitty headphones that don't have noise cancellation ruins the experience...you couldn't be more wrong, it enhances it. The streets, the wind, mindless chatter, dogs barking, all of it ties together in a RHYTHMIC BLAH. You can't describe it fully, but once you experience it this will make sense and you'll be better for it...maybe.

BOY

(speaking into locker mirror)

I guess this will be fun. Running away is not an option, savior's are chosen.

There is no locker mirror.

KID approaches locker, note in hand.

KID

(to BOY)

Can we do this already? I'm sick of it already.

BOY

(to KID)(sudden burst of anger)

HEY!

BOY (CONT'D)

(to KID)

We are embarking on something bigger. You aren't meant to stay there, you are about to do something better.

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ACT 2

SCENE 2

2-1-AINT. AUDITORIUM2-1-A

BOY walks into the auditorium to give his first speech.

BOY

(breathes calmly)

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2-2-AINT. CAFETERIA2-2-A

KID walks into the cafeteria. It's morning so it's empty. Unfortunately, wearing boots causes an uneasy clunk with every step. He keeps moving. He's motivated. Enters the back door to the kitchen.

KID

(holds breathe)

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ACT 2

Scene 3

3-1-AEXT. OPEN FIELD3-1-A

Looking up into the sky and letting your imagination takeover. You see the pieces of the past play out. Not necessarily your past but just everything from the beginning of time kinds sails across the sky. That's why everybody sees something different in the clouds...we're all at different instances of life and that reflects in what a person can actually see up there.

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ACT 2

Scene 4

4-1-AINT. AUDITORIUM4-1-A

BOY steps up to the podium. At the same time KID steps in front of the serving tubs for the school's lunch.

[[Music can be played here.]]
[[Both dialoges can be read in pieces, alternating between BOY & KID only or read the entire scene as is. Self-interpreted.]]

BOY

Sick twisted, offended ans so pissed off to the point that if this was the end I'd tell God to hold on while I finish this sentence. I probably have to re-enter the room again under false pretense so you all could witness the first to ever kill with kindness...

INTO CROWD:

4-2-AINT. AUDITORIUM, STAGE LEFT4-2-A

TEACHER #1

I guess he thinks he really can do anything

TEACHER #2

I guess we should stop him but

Kanye shurg.

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4-1-BINT. CAFETERIA, KITCHEN4-1-B

KID is standing over the food, he should be mixing the stuff in but his hands are shaking as he instead takes a sheet of paper out of his pocket.

KID

Gotta make this perfect.

KID (CONT'D)

To all

KID (CONT'D)

16 years on earth and none are of significance, not one. When talent blossoms take notice, when flowers wilt turn your focus. Hocus-Pocus and suddenly I'm what everyone knows I'll be back in town fulfilling "Manifest Destiny". NO I'm the locust on the farms that's driving us all into poverty, I'm the white dove a soldier sees once he's impaled by shrapnel. I'm the sliver of doubt that flashes in your head everytime you pray. I can't live my life in this Hallway.

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4-1-CINT. AUDITORIUM4-1-C

BOY

(to audience)

Throughout my days here I've done nothing but help you all, I

can't even walk in the hallways with my hands out or I'll be mistaken for giving handouts. I live to bore, I'm whored out and can't take anymore. I wanna be so opposite of jump man that my shoes come out and get thrown in trash cans. I can't be a black man if I don't exist so I shouldn't be drafted if I didn't enlist and I can't be blasting if there's nothing on my hip but I can't pass a litmus if I don't get dipped. I know I'm a tool but I'm not a fool and if I say know it's like I'm breaking some rule. So I'm here for the final tid-bit of lickety split before nippy nip slip warm milk goes bad to say goodbye school. I'm walking out these hallways and not coming back.

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4-1-DINT. CAFETERIA, KITCHEN4-1-D

KID

If you look at me what can you see? If it is to be it's up to me. Society will always condemn but it can't affect my path. I just want my chance to prove I have all it takes to rake leaves or wipe pee from commodes, or win bowls or have a kid look me in the eye like the first time we see snow. Amazing how I'm both wasting my potential and that there's no potential in me so either one of these parties isn't psychic of I'm the first physical dichotomy. It's left to this, I'm not meeting my end rather I'm entering this next stage of being remembered for "rage" when I'm really the complacent wild animal stuck at the zoo waiting for you you you you your parents too to come alittle closer so I can gaze and have you ask a question about from where I came and how I got hear and what's this tag on my ear and you parent will smile from ear to ear because they still dominate what your hear between your eyes and they tell you a lie like how the stork brought you home so you cheer and assume I'm happy in my new home...glass dome? But the end game is the same whether I'm here, a zoo or the asylum...hallways all around. So it's time to rebuild from the ground up and its on us, the house, the rocks, your mind, my conscious, the news, the net, the brew houses, cheating spouses, elephants next to two mouses having mice sex...complacent.

KID (CONT'D)

For once, read not dictated.

KID (CONT'D)

(NAME)

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4-1-EINT. AUDITORIUM4-1-E

BOY

Your welcome and I'm not thanking. You've all been pristine but I'm still spanking. It's all backward right, but I'm planking. Fuck a class ranking...I'm hear to make you listen.

Bell rings. Students leave to lunch.

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ACT 2

SCENE 5

5-1-AEXT. OUTSIDE THE SCHOOL5-1-A

Outside the school we see sprinkler system turn on.

OFFICER

Dammit can someone turn this off?!

OFFICER (CONT'D)

Sorry, now what did you say you saw again?

BILL

I was watching the kids playing on the playground (like always) then they just started dropping to the ground.

Pan over the now drenched bodies of students and a few teachers. They're grasping life actually and it's still there but they're in a comatose state...waiting for life's next step. But atleast there's fresh air out here and there not in the place they all were...

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ACT 6

Scene 0

0-0-0INT. ROOM #10-0-0

* Beat from Yes finishes *

BRWNCLSE

(over beat)

HALL-WAYS? I used to be scared of the dark / closets / leaky faucets and Charles Barkley.

BRWNRCLSE

(To himself)

Eh.

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