Friday, February 8, 2008

Next section of Second draft script from Oct 2007



Ok, next section of the script that I'm thinking about hacking to get to the "guts" of the story I wish to tell for this year's animation. (oh, just ignore the reggie comic above, just wanted a random pic in there.)

Oh, thanks for the comment regarding the Toon Boom Digital Pro, that was excellent info, especially for a guy who has very little patience for the internet and the blogging/computer world...I spent a year working purely with Maya for 3D stuff that I had no idea what is actually being used out there in regard to 2D animation. Massive help, thank you.
(oh, and now Im extremely self consious that someone else is reading my random thoughts on my uni projects :P)

Anyways, the next scene is a continuation of the previous fist part of my script (posted January 31st 2008) in which the local guys at the bar are waiting on their mate terry to arrive to discuss something but unbeknown to them, A large figure (Norton the Lion) has beaten Terry for information and stumbled across a "wanted" poster with his picture on it. As I said, I want to cut to the confrontation that you will see in this draft so that the focus is just on Norton and Sedrick (as per those storyboard ideas from last semester) and so that it's like the viewer is some customer sitting in the bar and all of a sudden an arguement has broken out and you have to piece together where it stems from. (well that's the plan anyways...)

Part 2 second draft:

Int. “Grasslands BAR”- Downtown London- late Night

TOMMY, SEDRICK, and FRANKLIN stare at the NORTON flyer TOMMY holds in his Hoof.


Tommy
I don’t think this is gonna work.
FRANKLIN
Don’t tell me you’re starting to ‘ave second thoughts Tommy?


Tommy
Well, who in their right mind would seriously have a go at ‘im, ay? He’s a LION, Franklin. All things being equal, We’re food to the bastard...


SEDRICK sinks his head and slowly closes his eyes. Realising he is being looked at for a response, he quickly cheers up.


Sedrick
Lads, We Zebras ain’t renowned for turning the tables on our predators either...I mean what chance does a small black and white horse have against large meat-eating cats with big claws and teeth? Mother Nature really took the piss out of us there...
But these are modern times now. Are you lads happy with being on the Bottom of the Food chain?


Both TOMMY and FRANKLIN shake their heads.


I know you two hate having to pay Norton every Friday so he don’t trash our businesses as much as I do, right?


SEDRICK holds the flyer up to TOMMY and FRANKLIN.


Then, we put this bounty on his head and every big animal this side of the Thames will roll in for the money...



TOMMY
And if he finds out?


SEDRICK pauses.


SEDRICK
We can’t cower to his threats any more lads...


There is a pause.



NORTON
You’re open late for a Monday Sedrick?


The 3 animals are startled as they discover NORTON standing in the Doorway of the Bar. TOMMY quickly snatches the flyer off the bar top, rams it into his mouth and swallows. FRANKLIN eyes him quickly before looking back to NORTON. SEDRICK, though scared, tries to remain composed.


SEDRICK
What...what are you doin’ here Norton? I paid you last Friday.


NORTON
I’m not ‘ere for bread and honey Sedrick...I actually have a little present for you that I’d like to share.


SEDRICK eyes NORTON off as NORTON disappears from the doorway.


Suddenly,SEDRICK’s eyes widen with fear as NORTON reappears and with a growl, tosses TERRY through the doorway by the scruff of his neck, where he comes crashing down onto the top of a nearby table, scattering empty beer glasses and wooden pieces of the furniture.
Blood and drool trickles from TERRY’s mouth. He is badly beaten and barely breathing.


NORTON laughs a deep, boisterous laugh.


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