Movie Script

Hi. A little background : I'm making a movie with a few of my friends. The script isn't totally finished yet, but the plot's basically been established (we'll see what happens, though). Anyways, if you guys are interested, here is the written script in rough draft form. Once the rough draft is complete I'll compile every opinion I can manage to get and edit it. Then if it ever gets filmed (which depends on exactly how much spare time my friends and I can squeeze from our schedules) then I may post the link or something.

So, PLEASE feel free to leave comments, suggestions, edits, opinions, or anything of the sort.

Gabriella: *freaking out* "Wha..? What was that? What was that? Where is this? Where am I? How did I get here? Oh, goodness, WHAT???"

*Car drives past*

Gabriella: *Screams* "WHAT WAS THAT??? What on earth was that??? It...it...OH MY GOODNESS, WHAT HAPPENED?"

Gabriella: *Seeing Aria*: "Oh my goodness! You! You there! Can you...oh my..."

Aria: "What?"

Gabriella: "Your...your dress..."

Aria: "I know, I know. It's old, the skirt is too full, it looks gothic, yadda, yadda yadda. Trust me, I've heard it all. What about YOUR dress? You look like your dressed for some sort of mideival costume party!"

Gabriella: "Well, I was at a costume party...and then something happened and I was here! I've no idea what it was...one moment I was at a party...and I spied my mother...and I ran towards her...and then...and then...I stepped on something and everything went black...and now I am in the most strange place I've ever known!"

Aria: "Um...this is the park. Not exactly stuff of legend".

Gabriella: "I'm sorry if I'm bothering you for I know nothing of the proper ettiquite here. But could you please tell me where I am?"

Aria: "New York."

Gabrielle: "It can't be New York. I've heard stories of New York! But never have I heard of anything even beginning to touch upon this madness!"

Aria: "Girl, I don't know where you're from, but this park's been here since 1956, and the houses aren't exactly newbies either."

Gabriella: "1956? What are you referring to?"

Aria: "The year. Duh."

Gabrielle: "What? No! It's 1664!"

Aria: "No, it's 2012."

Gabrielle: "Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!"

Aria: "Hey, hey. It's ok. Look. We can get you help! I think if you just rest up a little, get off whatever insane pill you're on, I think we can get rid of these hallucinations".

Gabrielle: "Pill? I've never taken a pill in my life! I'm telling you, miss, it's the truth!"

Aria: "Listen. Just come with me. We'll talk to someone. Someone who can figure it out. A therapist, a physician, someone. We can help you!"

Gabrielle: "No. Please. This is not the time to talk to a professional. You know what happened; and you know that I don't need to talk to anyone"

Aria: "Wait, wha...OH! Oh, ok! I get it!"

Gabrielle: "What?"

Aria: "Method acting! You're doing a roleplay! That's so cool! Sorry, I would join in but I am the worst actor. But it's so cool that I get to meet an actor!"

Gabrielle: "What? No! I was talking of witchcraft! If you tell anyone I'll be accused!"

Aria: *winks* "Right. Of course you will be. I can play along. Hey, you want to come over to my house? My dad won't mind, he's got an open door policy. And he's at work. But we can hang a bit; if you don't mind horrible acting we could practice a few skits!"

Gabrielle: "I...I suppose. I don't have anywhere else to go."

Aria: "Cool! It's right across the street, come on!"

End of Scene

Aria: "Well...here it is! It's no mansion, but it's not half bad either. I suppose you live in some fancy ginormous place out somewhere."

Gabriella: "Back home I lived on the streets. I could barely scrape by enough to buy myself a loaf of bread for the week!"

Aria: *knowingly* "Right. Of course. You are some dedicated actor. What's your name?"

Gabriella: "Gabriella"

Aria: "Oh...sorry, I haven't heard of you. Are you going to be in a movie?"

Gabriella: "What? I'm sorry miss, but half of what you say makes no sense! What in heaven's name is a movie?"

Aria: "It's a...a...oh, goodness. I don't know how to describe it.  Basically, it's a picture that moves."

Gabriella: "And you call me the mad one? Apologies, but pictures don't move".

Aria: "They do here!"

Gabriella: "This is MADNESS. Madness, you hear? This whole world is impossible! Girls who go around wearing undergarments for clothing talking of pictures that move! Huge, giant, flying things shooting past on smooth streets! Enourmous expanses of greenery right in the middle of strings of houses! What is this? I ask you, no, I DEMAND that I be told right this instant where I am and how I got here!"

Aria: "Oooh, nice monologue. Was that impromptu? Like I said, you're in New York, New York, year 2012."

Gabriella: "I am NOT. That is IMPOSSIBLE. I was in England 1964! One does not simply HOP through time and space like it's as simple as walking across the street!"

Aria: "OMG! You like Lord of the Rings? See, that's what you need to avoid doing; if you want a successful roleplay avoid pop culture referances."

Gabriella: *Grabs Aria's arm and pulls her across the room*. "Now you listen..." *looks around in horror*.

Aria: *screams*

*Screen fades to black*

End of Scene

*Both appear at the local coffee shop*

Aria: "WHAT? WHAT? WHAT THE HELL? WHAT THE FLIPPIN HELL JUST HAPPENED?"

Gabrielle: "It happened again. The exact same thing that brought me here. We...we could be anywhere."

Aria: "Oh...shit. Shit. You were SERIOUS? Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg SHIT".

Gabrielle: "I'm sorry but...heaven knows if you'll ever get home again".

Aria: "We're only a couple streets down and..." *Checks phone* "A couple hours into the future. Not far off at all. But I'd better tell my dad where I am; he'll be home any moment now." *Starts texting*.

Gabrielle: "What are you doing?"

Aria: "Texting. I have a phone, my dad has a phone. Each phone has a different number. I type in a message and a number and the message is sent to the phone with that number."

Gabrielle: *Stands there for a moment*. "5 minutes ago I would have said you were out of your wits. But now..."

Aria: "100% agreed. You want a drink?"

Gabrielle: "I suppose so". *They go into the coffee shop*.

*In the coffee shop, each with a drink, trying to ignore awkward stares from people wondering why the hell there's a girl wearing a big heavy costume dress and another wearing a prom dress in daytime in the middle of June*.

Aria: "So what's it like back where you live?"

Gabriella: "I don't want to talk about it. Can't you just read a book? That's what the wealthy kids do back home."

Aria: "I guess so."

Grabriella: "What I want to know is what it's like HERE. I'm so confused by EVERYTHING. 

Aria: "First things first. You need to understand fashion. This time of year girls wear short skirts and sleeveless tops."

Gabriella: "I can't wear those clothes. How imodest!" 

Aria: "You don't have to wear a micromini. Nowadays even the serious Christians wear knee-length skirts and short-sleeved tops".

                    

Gabriella: "But...around men?"

Aria: "Yes. Anywhere. Look, we need to at least get you out of that thing. Wear a long dress if you like but that thing is a costume, and it's June."

Gabriella: "It was Halloween before I came here. I was at a costume party."

Aria: "You've said. You say you saw our mother?"

Gabriella: *looking crestfallen*. "Yes. My mother left when i was 9 I've spent the past 3 years searching for her. I'd finally spotted her, finally thought that my long journey may be coming to a close...when I stepped through that bit of floor and came here".

Aria: "Oh. Oh, my goodness. I'm so sorry. My mother...she left too. When I was 9. She's in Europe now. I call her every single day, but...she never picks up."

Gabriella: "Call?"

Aria: "It's another thing you do with phones. You type in the number of a phone and your phone calls that phone. If someone answers it, then you can speak to each other using the phone even if you're oceans apart".

Gabriella: "Oh...oh, my. I wish I had a phone...and my mother as well."

Aria: "We'll get you a phone. But you wouldn't be able to call anyone in 1664, anyways. They work using satallites, which are big recievers high up in space. People didn't put satallites in the sky until recently; there are none where you come from."

Gabriella: "Do you think I'll ever get home?"

Aria: "I don't know. It MUST be possible. Somehow, some way. But I'd change out of that dress as soon as possible."

Gabriella: "Why?"

Aria: "Didn't you wonder why no one else fell through the soft spot in the universe at the party? It musthave been crowded with people. And there's one right in my bedroom; I probably stepped in that spot thousands of times and nothing happened until I touched that dress. It must be the key to it all. They're probably either everywhere or following you; what are the chances that you'd step through TWO cracks in the universe on the same day unless they're all over? This table appears to be secure, so you stay right here; I'll go over to my place and bring you back some proper clothes. We can't risk you ending up in 500 AD Cambodia". *Gets up and walks out*.

Aria: *Returns with skirt and t-shirt*. "Here. The longest skirt I own and a regular old t-shirt.

Gabriella: "I have to wear THOSE?"

Aria: "Yes. Trust me, these are strange enough as it is. But they're etter than that thing. There's a room in the back where you can change into them".

Gabriella: *picks up with a distasteful expression and walks out awkwardly*.  

End of Scene

*Gabriella and Aria are sitting on Aria's bed*

Aria: "Ugh. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. The teachers are cramming us for finals. I guess on the bright side, I'll see Jeremy".

Gabriella: "Um...what?"

Aria: "They're trying to get us to learn as much as we can in the next couple of weeks so we can do well on the final tests."

Gabriella: "Why are they testing you?"

Aria: "To see how much we've learned over the year"

Gabriella: "But...if you learned it over the course of a week rather than a year, doesn't that make the test useless?"

Aria: "THANK you! It's so lame. If you didn't learn it over the year, why are you going to learn in a few weeks? And it just makes it boring to those of us who DID learn it. But, I suppose, there's nothing else for us to do and the teachers have to at least try. Their pay is based on our test scores."

Gabriella: "But what if a student didn't come to class for much of the year?"

Aria: "Here, it's required by law that we go to school 5 days a week, 6 hours a day. We get 10 days per year off unless there's an emergency like a broken leg or whatever."

Gabriella: "What? Why? How do you have time for other things?"

Aria: "Look. From ages 12 through 22, there is NOTHING but school. Any sort of job or social life, you've got to cram into the weekend and after-school hours."

Gabriella: "Why, though?"

Aria: "Because you need to be educated to succeed in life. If you're not educated then you can't perform any sort of public service. At least, not one that pays enough for a house and food and clothes and all that".

Gabriella: "Oh...goodness, things are different here."

Aria: "Yep. I mean, even if Jeremy DID blink an eye at me, I wouldn't ever have tme for dating. Too much schoolwork."

Gabriella: "Who's Jeremy?"

Aria: "Oh, only the sweetest, smartest, most intellegent, hottest, most GENUIS person I've met in my life!"

Gabriella: "And you like him?"

Aria: "Noooooooooooooooooo"

Gabriella: "Why not? He sounds wonderful!"

Aria: "That was sarcasm. It's when someone says something they don't mean in an attempt to point out how obvious the real answer is."

Gabriella: "Oh. I've never found much use for sarcasm. See, a girl of my age and ranking must be respectful."

Aria: "I know. Well, the adults will either love you or be creeped out; the kids will either hate you or call you a dork."

Gabriella: "What? For being respectful?"

Aria: "Yes. Things are different here. I mean, there's no harm in being respectful, but don't take it to the extremes".

Gabriella: "I know. How should I act?"

Aria: "Just note how everyone else acts and try to fit in as best you can. I mean, there's nothing wrong with standing out, but I think it's best if people don't ask too many questions."

Gabriella: "Ok..."

Aria: "Do you want to come to school with me? The other option is staying here alone all day. But...you'll have to wear different clothes. You can't go around in a formal skirt and mismatched t-shirt all the time. We'll go shopping, get you some real clothes. In the meantime I'll research and find out if anything similar has ever happened to anyone".

Aria: "Oh...oh my..." *Reads blog post*.

"For years, people have contemplated the existence of a passageway from one portion of the universe to another. People has thought about black holes and space and sink holes in the ground potentially being transport from one place to another. But nothing has been proven yet. YET. Has science finally discovered a  way to travel through space and time by simply stepping into a portal?

There have been reports everywhere of a person suddenly appearing in a place, dazed and confused, with no idea where they are. These reports have come from all over the world, all throughout history. A person living in New York, 1950 once wrote of having the strangest experience: She was at a local coffee shop in Chicago, Illinois, on a date, in the year 2011, when she got up to the go the bathroom. There she had the strange illusion of stepping through a soft bit of flooring, disappeared  from the coffee shop, and reappeared miles away and 60 years in the past. She described every bit of her hometown that she could in elaborate and scarily accurate detail; but yet, on the very day she said she disappeared, experts visited the coffee shop. The man who she was accompanied by was there, with every physical and mental aspect described, but said he was alone and had simply had a random urge to visit the shop. Consequently, the girl in 1960, although she was 22 at the time she stepped through the soft spot of the universe, had a full family who knew every detail about her, which she has admitted is true (and yet she knew nothing of them).

The case of this young woman is among the most clear proof we have, but her story is not alone. There have been dozens of other accounts, describing the past or future with eerily accurate accounts and claiming to have simply vanished from their own time and reappeared elsewear. All of these accounts have two things in common: the first, a dress. A dress that appears to be from the Renaissance era, sewn with black and gold and dark blue. At the time, every person was wearing the dress. The girl above had been wearing it to surprise her date, knowing they both shared a love of history and also because it was nearing Halloween and he'd asked to see her dress sometime. The people visiting the coffee shop described the dress to the woman's date, and indeed he seemed to have a vague memory, almost like deja vu.

The second thing they have in common is a girl. One single girl. Tall, long, wavy brown hair, large green eyes.  She's been drawn, painted, and photographed, each image depicting the exact same girl. Her name is Aria. This girl has been known all across time and, as far as we know, all of space. A drawing of her was uncovered in the ruins of an ancient Roman city; her picture has been taken by modern-day cameras. Even more strangely, images of her have been uncovered containing evidence of technology far beyond that of the present day. She's always there with the lost and confused, explaining the dilemma and guiding them through their new lives. Accounts have been written of her managing to return people to their time, but more often she is unable to do so. This girl is a legend among those few who know about her and the one question that remains is: How is it possible for her to exist in so many different points in time at once? Scientists have their hopes up that one day, time travel may exist.

This post has been written for one reason and one reason only: Imformation. Has anyone ever met Aria Smith? Does anyone know of soft spots in the universe? Has anyone seen the dress pictured below? If so, don't hesitate to contact us. Please. Call us RIGHT NOW."

*The two stare at each other for a moment in shock*.

Aria: "Wow...ok. So...it is the dress. Should we get rid of it?

Gabriella: *stares at the screen looking scared*

Aria: "Gabriella? Hello? Are you there?"

Gabriella: "Black magic"

Aria: "What?"

Gabriella: "This is black magic"

Aria: "Um...black magic doesn't exist."

Gabriella: *Turns to look at Aria* "There are stories. Legend, I thought. Of a most evil wizard. He used his powers to design a dress intended to rip people away from what they most love. The soft spots in the universe are not absolute. It's only when you're close to what you most love that they tear you away".

Aria: "Then...why did it activate in my room?"

Gabriella: "Do you love your room?"

Aria: "Not really. Oh, hold on a sec. My dad texted me." *checks phone*. 

Gabriella: "Aria? Are you ok?" 

Aria: *holdig back tears*. "My dad. He's gone."

Gabriella: "What?"

Aria: *Reading text sobbedly*. "Aria. I'm so sorry, but I've left for my buisness trip. I rushed home as fast as possible and waited for you as long as I could, but I had to leave; I just barely made my flight as it was. I'll be home in a few weeks. Love you!"

Gabriella: "Oh..."

Aria: *Sits on bed, looking shocked and crying*. "That's why we didn't go far. It only needed to take me a few hours away. I've missed saying goodbye to my dad."

Gabriella: "But...you have a phone! And he has a phone! Can't you text".

Aria: *Shakes head*. "He's going to a research facility somewhere remote. There are no satallites there. That was the last text he'll be able to send or recieve for weeks".

Gabriella: "I'm so sorry. Oh, goodness." *hugs*.

Aria: "We HAVE to get rid of that dress".

Gabriella: "We can't! The wizard made it indestructable. Oh, people have tried, but never succeeded."

Aria: *turns to face her*. "I don't care if I have to drop this thing in a vat of fucking toxic waste. I AM GOING TO GET FUCKING RID OF IT".

Gabriella: "Aria, I...I'm sorry."

Aria: *bites lip and turns away*. "We at least need to find a way to prevent other people from getting hurt by it. We'll keep it in my closet. Lock it up. Make sure that no one wears it again."

Gabriella: "Yeah...yeah, I suppose we could."

Aria: *Hangs up in closet* "It's ok. He'll be back soon. He'll be back in a few weeks".

Gabriella: "Of course. The dress can only take you away from him, it can't cause any physical damage". 

Aria: "Ok. So, this will be ok. It's ok. I need to do my homework."

Gabriella: "Your...homework?"

Aria: "Yep." *pulls out textbook and open. Stares at it, then slams closed." *Oh, I just can't do it. I need something to distract me from this. Um...um...where should we go?"

Gabriella: “I hardly know! It seems there are more things here than I don’t know than those I do!

Aria: “So WHAT? You can learn! You can learn anything! YOU get a fresh new start! A whole new life! How many other people can say THAT?! Just shut up, will you? You can do anything – ANYTHING –with your life! No one knows your name! You’ve got no one to laugh at you or hold you back! Stop feeling sorry for yourself already, will you??”

Gabriella: *looking shocked and hurt* “Why…why, you little…do you have any clue what my life was like? I haven’t had a person in the world to care for me since I was a child. I was lucky to have a single meal in a day. I was spat at by people who didn’t even know my name, treated like some sort of animal! At least you matter! You have an education, for heavens sakes! Do you even realize how few people ever get an education in my home? Do you?” *her anger rises* Do you have ANY idea what I’ve gone through?? There have been days when I thought I would simply die in my sleep for hunger or cold or pure hoplessness! There have been nights where I WISHED I would! That night at the costume party was the first time I’d felt anything, ANYTHING but despair in longer than I can remember, only to have it RIPPED away from me! You spent a month, a week, a single NIGHT living like that and then tell me how lucky I am!!”

Aria: *Sits looking shocked and a bit guilty*

Gabriella: Oh my…oh my goodness. I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry! I can’t believe…I can’t believe I said that. Please, I’m sorry. I was out of place.”

Aria: “Are you kidding me? I’m the guilty one here. I guess…I just acted rashly. I guess I-“

Gabriella: *Eyes glazed over*: “Aria Smith Jones”

Aria: “Wha- what??”

Gabriella: “Aria. Aria the beautiful, Aria the great. Or so they call you. Aria the meddler, Aria the pitiful more like.”

Aria: “Gabriella??” Gabriella, snap out of it!” *slaps Gabriella across the face*

Gabriella: *unflinchingly* “Forget your friend. I have come to warn you of the consequences of your future”.

Aria: “GABRIELLA. GABRIELLA, WAKE UP! WAKE UP! STOP THIS! GABRIELLA!” *shakes Gabriella*

Gabriella: *suddenly snaps out of it* “Wha-“

Ominous Creepy Voice: “There! Are you happy now? Listen to me!”

Gabriella: *terrified* “Who’s there? Who are you? What do you want? Why do you come?”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “I have no use for the one called Gabriella. Be gone!”

Aria: “NO. She stays here.”

“Gabriella: “You know, I’m really fine with leav-“

Aria: *puts hand over Gabriella’s mouth* “No. You’re a part of this too. No running away. Promise?”

Gabriella: “I-“

Aria: “Do you promise?”

Gabriella: “I- I promise.”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “Fine! But will you, Aria Smith Jones, speak with me?”

Aria: *Stepping forward* “I shall.”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “I understand that you are aware of your future, Aria. Of what you shall come to be.”

Aria: “I am.”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “You shall die within the fortnight should you continue with this.”

Aria: “But if I am to die within the fortnight how could I possibly have a future?”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “You are a mere 3^rd dimensional being. You could not comprehend. But trust that if you go through with your future, there shall be consequences”.

Aria: “Why? Why do you care? It is a good deed that I do, I should think!”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “Bah! A good deed! You humans and your puny morals! Good and bad have nothing to do with this! It is a grand scheme that you could not possibly comprehend!”

Aria: “And why not? Why shouldn’t I understand? Why shouldn’t I at least be given a chance to understand? Explain to me, now!”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “The dress that you possess holds qualities you could not possibly fathom. But I shall make it simple: It was intended for a purpose. If the purpose is not fulfilled, then travesty occurs.”

Gabriella: “That dress was made for evil. It was made for nothing but sorrow and pain. Tell me, why must that purpose be fulfilled?”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “Why must any pain or sorrow occur? There are reasons, my dear. But this dress does more than cause pain and suffering. It keeps in check a balance, a very delicate balance in the 4^th and 5^th dimensions. If this balance is disrupted, entire worlds shall come tumbling down.”

Gabriella: “What on earth do you mean?”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “When you create an object that is meant to stand, you must balance the first and second dimensions so that it does not topple. Likewise, the higher dimensions must keep the lower in balance lest it all fall over. The dress was designed to do exactly that. Would you rather live and thrive in a different world or die along with countless worlds?”

Gabriella: “I – why, I…how is this possible? How is this possible? Aria…what’s happening?”

Aria: ”I don’t know. I swear this isn’t normal. Even in this world.”

Ominous Creepy Voice: “You have one fortnight. Abandon the mission or say goodbye to all that you hold dear”.

End of Scene