
You
live your life day to day only knowing that someday…
Some
how…
It’ll
all end.
When
you look back at your life before it ends…
You
must decide if it was all worth it…
Or
if it was all but for nothing.
Thursday, October 31,
2002
11:33 pm
Halloween Night
***The scene opens upon a dark sky filled Halloween night. The clouds are a blaze by the continuous crashing of lightening and deafening thunder. Yet the moon is very clear through it all. As we look upon it we can see it’s not exactly a normal moon. It’s not a blue moon, or a green moon, not even a yellow moon. As we look at it…it seems to be a blood moon. A dark unfeeling blood moon. Slowly the scene pans down to a nearby neighborhood. Blinding blue, red, and white lights are seen from above. They seem to be the lights from numerous police, ambience, and fire department vehicles. They all seem to be right in front of what seems to be an old four-story house. People surround the house, taking pictures, carrying things out of the home, and some just stand about in ah. The scene moves to street level. EMT’s are carrying out stretchers from the house. A white clothe covers each stretcher implying they are moving people out that there life has expired. We move once again, this time to a shot of a man sitting on a street corner in front of the house. The man is sitting there emotionless just smoking a cigarette. He’s wearing a white T-shirt covered in what appears to be blood. The man’s hands are shaking as if he has just survived some kind of great ordeal. The man slowly takes a drag off the cigarette he was holding in his mouth. The smoke exhales into the air just about the right a police officer walks up to him. He sits down next to the man places his hand on his shoulder.***
OFFICER: How are you feeling Mr. Dunn?
***The man turns his head to the police officer and smiles at him a bit. We realize the man is none other than David Dunn.***
DUNN: How am I feeling? (giggles a
bit) Funny you should ask that kind of question right now after
all the shit I’ve been through tonight.
OFFICER: I’m sorry.
I was just concerned that’s all.
DUNN: Concerned? (raise’s his voice loudly) CONCERNED?! I just spent the night watching one of my
best friend kill everyone in that damn house.
Only for me to kill him in the end.
I sat there and watched my best friend kill people I knew and loved for
years! When it was my turn I had to do
something I might regret for a very long time.
So I guess if you forget all about that…then maybe…just maybe I’m
feeling just peachy.
OFFICER: Look I just wanted to check up on you. There is no need to get violent about this
Mr. Dunn.
DUNN: Your right…tonight was violent enough.
***David gets up off the corner. David flicks his cigarette at the officer and then walks away down the street.***
Tuesday, October 22,
2002
4:17 pm
10 days before
Halloween
***The scene opens as David is walking out of the shower in his home. David is drying his hair as Jeannette walks up to him with a stack of envelopes.***
JEANNETTE: Mail call.
DUNN: (still drying
his hair) Just read me the important stuff and trash the rest. Goddamn why won’t this smell go away!
JEANNETTE: (looking up
from the letters) Huh?
DUNN: Oh, it’s this smell. I’ve taken already ten showers and I still
smell Kyle’s piss.
***Jeannette leans over to David
and sniffs a little bit.***
JEANNETTE: I don’t smell anything.
DUNN: Oh well I guess it’s just me. It’s a small price to pay I guess.
JEANNETTE: What do you mean?
DUNN: It’s a small price to pay to see Kyle
Broadway deported and strip-searched.
HA!
JEANNETTE: (looking
through the mail) Hey, you got a letter from Larry.
DUNN: No shit?
***Jeannette hands him
the letter. David opens it up and reads
it real quick.***
DUNN: Well how about that.
JEANNETTE: How about what?
DUNN: Larry invited me to some big Halloween party
at this new house he just bought.
JEANNETTE: That’s nice. Count me out though.
DUNN: Oh come on why don’t you want to go?
JEANNETTE: Every time you and Larry get together all you two do is get drunk off your asses then Larry fires up five or six hooters, gets stone off his ass, and starts hitting on me. Then you see it and a fight begins…just forget it.
DUNN: Come on sweetie. It’s just a party for Christ sakes. Besides, as you said you already know what’s going to happen.
***Jeannette throws the
rest mail into the air and walks off.***
DUNN: (standing
around confused) Was it something I said?
***David just shrugs
his shoulders and walks back into the bathroom.***
Wednesday, October 23,
2002
6:48 pm
9 days before
Halloween
***The scene opens in the backyard of David Dunn’s home. It seems David is grilling something while his friend Raul is opening a beer and is getting ready to sit down. Raul stops short and opens a nearby cooler. He pulls another beer out and hands it to David. Raul then sits down as David opens the beer and takes a nice long chug out of it.***
DUNN: AHHHH!
That’s what I’m talking about right there.
RAUL: Shit yeah.
***David closes the
grill and sits down next to Raul.***
DUNN: There’s nothing like drinking a beer,
grilling out, and hanging out with a friend on a beautiful sunny day man.
RAUL: Yes sir.
DUNN: I can’t think of one thing that could
destroy this moment.
RAUL: Well I could get up and piss all over you. Do you think that would destroy the moment?
DUNN: Ha, Ha, Ha, very funny Raul.
RAUL: I thought so.
DUNN: I just got over it and you bring it up
again.
RAUL: Dude look, I was just fucking with you. That’s all. You need to just get over it and move on. So he pulled his dick out and pissed on you. So what. You had him deported. Not to mention a strip-search by some guy named Lance. Your even. Focus on your match with Jay Cash. It’s for something a hell of a lot more than a hardcore title shot man. It’s for that big old National title man. You get that title man and you’ll have pussy right and left.
DUNN: Last time I checked I was married dude.
RAUL: Well shit, lean the bitch to me.
DUNN: WHAT?!
RAUL: The title man, not Jeannette.
DUNN: I almost broke my foot off in your ass
son. Watch how you say stuff like
that. Oh and in case you haven’t
noticed, I haven’t won shit. I still
have to beat this Cash guy and then beat the National champion who ever the
hell that may be after the pay per view.
RAUL: It’ll be a piece of cake for you man.
DUNN: Oh yeah I did real great this week now
didn’t I.
RAUL: Everyone loses man.
DUNN: True.
But I lost to a damn smurf! How
can I show my face in public after something like that?
RAUL: You worry too much man.
DUNN: I guess your right. At least this stupid match is in side a
steel cage. I’ve yet to ever lose a
cage match in my whole career.
RAUL: Well there is a first time for everything, like someone pissing on you in front of millions for example.
DUNN: You really do want me to kill you now don’t
you.
***David finishes off
his beer and tosses it on the lawn.***
DUNN: Let’s change the subject.
RAUL: Oh come on I have a few more jokes to throw
out.
DUNN: Oh brother, any who, guess who I got a
letter from yesterday.
RAUL: Let me guess…Larry.
DUNN: How did you know?
RAUL: I got the same damn letter man.
DUNN: You going to the party?
RAUL: Wouldn’t miss it. I got a feeling it’s going to be one killer of a party.
DUNN: It should be, Larry always throws the best
parties.
***David gets up and
checks on the grill.***
DUNN: Steaks almost done man. You ready to eat?
RAUL: I was, until I found out you were cooking.
DUNN: Always with the smart ass remarks.
***David grabs a plate and a fork. He starts to pull the meat off the grill. The scene fades to black.***
