BluObieZ 1,125 Posted November 7, 2015 Share Posted November 7, 2015 (edited) Picture this as you may, but this is a story. A story about Sir William Covington III. The only way I know how to tell a story is in film form. So enjoy this script for what it is… A STORY. EXT-IN THE CLOUDS-DAY As we fly through the sky a private jet appears as William’s voiceover can be heard Sir William Covington III I actually do not mind going to Saskatoon at all, the thing I truly find funny and odd is the fact I dropped to thirteen. It had to be of all people to go at thirteen. Am I superstitious? Fuck no! I just find it funny and odd. All those teams that decided to skip over me obviously listened to me to not draft me or just did not like my attitude. I laugh at that because now Saskatoon has me at a steal. I was their top ranked player, they thought there was no way they would get me but hey here I am heading to Saskatoon. Sadly they have no chance in bloody hell to win anything this season. I have been informed that I will be shopped to get a good return. I respect that and I will wait for a trade. If I have to wait till the deadline so be it The plane dips below the clouds EXT-AIRPORT-DAY The private jet lands at the airport and taxi’s to a point as two black SUV’s roll up and park next to the plane. As the door to the plane comes down. Ahma a man in his 30’s steps out of one of the SUV’s and walks to the plane stairs as Sir William Covington a 16 year old male walks down to him. He looks at Ahma with an odd look on his face as Afma stands there in shorts, t-shirt and sandals. William You must be not from here Ahma What do you mean? William What part of not from here don’t you understand. You must be from some fuckery of a place that has an issue with English and you must drink a shit ton of alcohol Ahma looks around to make sure any media personnel can hear him Ahma I do love Vodka William smiles widely William You won't tell me where you are from... So I will say you are from Vodkaland… On that note, have any? The two got into a black SUV and were driven away. INT-STORE-DAY William walks into a corner store and walks up to the teller William Excuse me peasant Teller Excuse me? William grows annoyed William Must I talk slow to everyone here? I said excuse me. I am just wondering something and hoping you can help me Teller What do you need to know? William It’s more like a series of questions. First off where exactly am I? Teller Saskatoon William Well no shit, but where is the bars, the clubs the sexy ladies, the casinos? Teller Sir we are not a big city William Well no fucking way buddy! You guys literally have nothing going on here. Its flatter then paper here. Not to mention the atmosphere is fucking fucked like there is nothing to do here Teller You can learn how to farm William And you can learn how to fuck off, but I don’t see you doing that. Teller Sir, if you have nothing important to ask and you are not buying anything then I will be forced to ask you to leave William slams his fist down on the counter William You clearly don’t recognize who I am William pokes the man in the chest William Buddy! Listen here and listen good. I am the rightful King of England and you William pokes the man again William Are just some scumbag piece of trash, you are lower than a peasant. You aren’t good enough to be in my presence. The teller reaches for something behind the counter EXT-STREETS-DAY William rushes out of the bar with his arms raised William Okay! Okay! Sheesh no need to lose it INT-BAR-NIGHT William kicks open the door of a saloon type bar in Saskatoon and walks in like a cowboy as people turn to look at him William Alright! Listen up here bucko…bucko’s? uh…. Fuck it. Give me liquor and give it to me now! William walks over to a table and sits there looking at his phone while a waitress brings a bottle of liquor to the table for him. She stands there looking at him trying to figure out who he is. William looks up from his phone and over at her William Got a problem? Waitress No… But I know you from somewhere William gets excited William Oh, you do? Waitress Yeah William Do I look royal? She looks at him closely Waitress No… not that. Aren’t you that guy from the dump? William The dump? Is that a bar? Waitress No, like the dump. The place where people dump garbage. You look like the guy there William The person who owns it? Waitress No, the guy who lives there William slams his fist down on the table and stands up onto the table William Okay that’s fucking it! Listen here assholes. I am Sir Willaim Fucking Convington the rightful King of England Waitress Hello Mr. Fucking William looks down at her as she laughs William I demand fucking respect from all of you. I came here to your shitty little town out of the kindness of my heart. I came here so you guys get a royal visit since the current monarch is a fucking cunt. Since I am the rightful King all of you should be kissing my fucking feet. You should be thanking me for playing for your little hockey team. But at every turn people in this shit hole mock me with jokes, guns pulled and no recognition. All you have a fucking issue. When you are in presence of royalty or celebrity you fucking make them feel amazing so they want to come back. But you people just don’t care. I now know why this town is not known. It’s because you people fucking suck! William sits down and drinks from the bottle straight up. The waitress sits down at the table and looks at him Waitress Okay, listen Mr. Trashman. We got off on the wrong foot William looks at her with an angry look in his eyes William Got off on the wrong foot? You continue to mock me. We are still on that wrong foot Waitress I am just messing with you. Look… My name Is Sarah and if you give this town a chance you will fall in love with it. It’s not that bad of a place… Not like Bratislava that is Sarah winks at William who grows angrier William Oh! So you do know who I am! FOR FUCKS SAKE! William stands up to leave but is stopped by a drunk Ahma who walks up to his table with a few other people Ahma Calm down Willie boy, meet your team mates and get drunk like a skunk William looks at Ahma and his team mates then at Sarah William How about no! you people are fucked in the head. I will find another bar William grabs the bottle and storms towards the door Sarah William? Wiliam spins around William Yes? Sarah Welcome to Saskatoon William storms out of the bar as Ahma finishes drinking from a bottle Ahma Where is he going? This is the only bar in town Fade to black Will do this weekly as an episodic thing. Like a “Life in Times of William Covington” Edited November 8, 2015 by KingRobbie Ahma and DollarAndADream 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ahma 1,284 Posted November 7, 2015 Share Posted November 7, 2015 This is amazing! Love it Keep it up Robbie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DollarAndADream 3,356 Posted November 10, 2015 Share Posted November 10, 2015 Content: 3/3 - This is pretty epic. Quite a piece you have here. Highly enjoyable. Grammar: 2/2 - Not enough mistakes to deduct, being such a long script. "As the door to the plane comes down. Ahma" - comes down, Ahma"on his face as Afma stands there" - Ahma"What part of not from here don’t you understand." - don't you understand?"Its flatter then paper here" - It's flatter than paper here. Appearance: 1/1 - Looks like a script, has pictures. Great work. Overall: 6/6 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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