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ONE: We're back in the post office with Crain... CAPTION: And here stands Crain Crandall waiting ever so patiently for a package... TWO: CAPTION (cont'd): ...And who, much like his roommate in the silly costume, is
cutting things awfully close -- CAPTION 2 (cont'd): -- for a first-period test for which he still must study... Shot is of a surprised Crain...as if he'd heard the narration... THREE: He's digging through his backpack... FOUR: He takes out his physics book... FIVE: And, still on line at the post office (he's one person away from a window now), Crain
begins to study... CRAIN (thought): Not a problem...I go over the notes, which I virtually know by heart
anyway, and give myself some quick tests... SIX: Angle favoring postal worker at window... POSTAL WORKER: Next!! SEVEN: Crain's giving the package slip to the postal worker. CRAIN (thought): Besides, if it's a package from mom & dad, it'll have been
worth the trip out here.
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EIGHT: Closing in on Crain in next few panels... Slightly tighter panel... Crain waiting. NINE: A little tighter again... Crain waiting some more... TEN: Even tighter...Crain still waits... ELEVEN: A little area of blank space with no panel. A balloon points to panel 10. CRAIN (small): Uh...Hello? |
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POSTAL WORKER: You got this slip today, hm? I'll check in the back -- see if it's back here yet.
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ONE: Gordo's handing his father a cup of water...
GORDO: Here you go, dad.
DAD: Thank you...
GORDO: ...Gordon. It's me, Gordon.
TWO:
Angle on father, staring blankly at Gordo.
DAD: ...
THREE:
Dad's smiling now.
DAD: I know. I know who you are!
FOUR:
POPS: Gordon, don't pester your father!
GORDO: Uh, but I-- I'm just...
BUBA: Listen to him, Gordon. Trust your Grand Pops.
FIVE:
POPS: Why don't you go get yourself a soda.
Pops is holding out some money.
GORDO: I'm fine, I don't want a--
SIX:
POPS: Then go get us some drinks, huh?
GORDO (thought): Man! What is his problem? I'm only here for a few freakin' minutes! Why does he do this?
GORDO: Fine!
SEVEN:
Gordo's heading out.
POPS: He just looks to make trouble, that boy.
BUBA: He doesn't mean to -- he's young. He doesn't undrstand the, whats it, severity of his father's condition.
EIGHT:
Silence. Angle on the three: Pops, Buba & Dad.
NINE:
POPS: Dad. Where'd you send Gordo off to? I though he was keeping me company.
Pops & Buba are eyeing one another.
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PAGE 16 ONE: PK's running along the street.... PK (thought): How do I find a taxi that's like thousands of others? How do I find a taxi that's like thousands of others? How do I find a taxi that's like thou-- OFF PANEL: Hey! Kid!! TWO: Phantom Kid stops, spinning around. PK: ?! PK 2: Detective Lopez? |
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THREE:
LOPEZ: I heard about you on the, mm, police band -- told some folks you were going to catch their hit & run suspect?
PK: Well, yeah, and I'm sure I'm losin' him, I mean he took off in--
FOUR:
LOPEZ: You're looking for a OrangeCab with a dent on its left front bumper. Green paint will likely be visible on it.
PK: How'd you--?
FIVE:
LOPEZ: Police band. The guy skidded, slid against a parked green hatchback, then hit the old man.
PK (thought): I better ask Crain about getting a police band thing.
SIX:
PK: It's been a few minutes now, what am I supposed to do? I mean, I'll never find 'im now.
LOPEZ: No. No, you won't. That's today's lesson...
SEVEN:
LOPEZ: And now I gotta go crawl into bed, my tour just ended -- paperwork to the ceiling. I'm beat.
PK (thought): Police do paperwork?
PK: Yeah, okay. Uh, thanks.
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PANEL ONE: He watches Lopez speed off, people eye Phantom Kid peculiarly as he stands on the sidewalk.
TWO:
PK (thought): Time to start my--
THREE: PK notices a lit headline ticker along a building with the date & time (9:12am), followed by a news headline which reads: Railway's Dead Zone Retailers Get Justice: Mafia Infl (the banner continues around the building, where we can't quite see it)...
PK: Sheef! The time! I have to get back to the school!
FOUR:
PK eyes a bus.
PK: Cool...perfect timing!
FIVE:
The Phantom Kid pays a fare to the driver...
PK: Could I get a transfer...
SIX:
He's riding atop the bus, holding on to some kind of Railway City symbol which sits atop all RC buses...PK's got one hand lightly on it, as if he's using it solely to keep his balance...
PK (thought): Roof is slippery...mom'd kill me if she saw-- oooh! Gottuhhh...
SEVEN:
Jumps to another bus making a left turn...
PK (thought): Ha! Sweeet!!
EIGHT:
Inset or small panel...Phantom Kid's hand is peeking into the driver's window...
PK (O.P. from above): My transfer ticket!
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ONE: Back to Crain in the Post Office. He's sort of leaning through (or into) the window, looking for the guy who left with his package slip.
CRAIN (thought): Helloooo? If it was lunch you wanted to take, should've said so!...
TWO:
Another shot, he's looking at the clock...
CRAIN (thought): Come o-o-on, I gotta get back for an exa--?
THREE:
First word balloon should cover a portion of panel two as well.
POSTAL WORKER: I got it!
Crain has a look of surprise on his face.
FOUR:
He's taking the package.
CRAIN: Thank heaven!...
CRAIN 2: And thank you!
FIVE:
Crain runs towards the exit...
SIX:
Angle on a youngish guy with a stack of boxes, heading to the PO entrance.
SEVEN:
Small. Close on Box Guy's face (boxes partially in view)...shocked, nervous.
EIGHT (or EIGHT & NINE):
Crain comes shooting through the door...
NINE (or combined w/8):
...The boxes fly through the air...
PAGE 19
PANEL ONE:
Gordo is sitting looking out the window -- in the room with him are Pops, Buba, and his dad.
BUBA: No, Robert, your -- That is Jen's not coming to see you today.
POPS: He's not going to understand.
TWO:
Close on Gordo, annoyed.
THREE:
Gordo's looking at his watch...
GORDO (thought): I gotta get outta here soon...and not just for that test.
FOUR:
POPS: You can tell him as many times as you like that Jen's not coming back, but it won't do you any good!
POPS (cont'd): He won't remember any of--
GORDO (o.p.): Holy --! Enough, Grand Pops!
FIVE:
Gordo's giving it to Pops!
GORDO: He's got this...disease, but Dad's not deaf! Saying that stuff doesn't help...
GORDO 2: You just say whatever you want, thinking it's all right!--
SIX:
GORDO (cont'd): It's not all right. You're a jerk! You're completely rude to me and your rude to Dad--
SEVEN:
GORDO: --And you're probably not gonna change a thing because you're too old to care!
POPS: You little-- Gordon, when I was your age, I never--
BUBA (o.p.): Gerald, sit.
EIGHT:
BUBA: He's just a child. He's being a little harsh, but--
DAD: He's right. I'm not deaf -- just a little forgetful.
NINE:
DAD: Pop, listen, I...*sigh* ata ychol livtoach bo
TEN:
DAD: Gordo, I told him to trust you.
GORDO: I know it. Cool.
PAGE 20
ONE:
CAPTION: The deadly hour of the big tests approaches...
Half-page shot of Phantom Kid holding tight onto the side of a speeding train above Railway City (or maybe make it more interesting and a tunnel through the center of an office building or something)...
CAPTION 2: And all our boys are doing their darnedest...
TWO:
CAPTION: ...to get back to the place where learning takes precedence over all other matters...
Crain is finishing up re-stackng the boxes into the Box Guy's hands while holding the door open for him.
CRAIN: Sorry. Really.
BOX GUY (annoyed): Mmm.
THREE:
Running down the street, medium shot of Crain -- he's eying that package...
CRAIN (thought): I'm soo late, gotta get bac--
CRAIN 2 (thought): Aw, bugger all! Gotta peek!
FOUR:
Having stopped, leaning on a newspaper dispenser, he's opening the box...
CRAIN: No "from" label. But haven't heard from mom in a while -- uasually means they've sent me--
FIVE:
Small...close on a disappointed Crain.
SIX:
Medium shot...crain having no expression:
CRAIN: ...belts. Belts with metal mesh, storage pockets, secret compartment and a patented wire extension which can take almost three hundred pounds of pressure.
CRAIN 2 (small): Great.
PAGE 21
ONE:
Gordo is outside the hospital, hands in his pockets. He's just exited.
GORDO (thought): Well, that's that I guess. No more allowance for sure. Whatever.
TWO:
He's hailing a cab.
GORDO (thought - cont'd): They sent me to this school. All of them. If I was home more than every other weekend, I'd help more.
THREE:
An OrangeCab pulls up.
GORDO (to driver): East Side School...you know where it is?
DRIVER: Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.
The driver looks nervous.
FOUR:
The taxi drives off as Gordo flips through his text book.
GORDO (thought): I'll never pass this thing!
FIVE:
Smaller panel of frustrated Gordo leaning on his hand, looking out the car window.
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SIX: Big panel on half the page: Phantom Kid is jumping into the back area behind a billboard... PK (thought): Stop here. Change. And run the couple of blocks back to school... PK 2 (thought): I can make it! No problem. At bottom of page... INSET: Close on a delighted PK. PK (thought): Hey! PK (thought) 2: I dropped, like, thirty stories today -- and lived! Man! Wow! Man!! PK: Heheheeheehee. |
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PAGE 22
PANEL ONE: Crain is running down the street, box sticking part-way out of his school bag.
CRAIN (thought): I'll just make it if...
PANEL TWO:
Gordo in taxi.
GORDO (thought): if this guy would stop inching around every turn and drive, so I can just...
PANEL THREE:
Angle on good ol' Reg Reynolds zipping through the street.
REG (thought): just get this test over with!
PANEL FOUR:
Bird's eye view, they're all converging on the entranceway of the school, by the street...
PANEL FIVE:
Gordo's exiting the taxi...
GORDO (small): Thanks.
CRAIN: Woh! What's all this?!
REG: Hey, man!
SIX:
GORDO: Looks like the whole dork squad is here!
REG: Including yourself in that one?
GORDO: Scr--
CRAIN: Yo, Gord...
PAGE 23
ONE:
Crain's gesturing to the cab pulling slowly away.
CRAIN: What's the deal with that taxi?...It's left bumper is dented...
GORDO: What the heck would I know? I just ride in 'em, I don't inspect 'em!
TWO:
GORDO: Besides, I gotta go take this calculus test.
REG: I got a test too, man.
CRAIN: We're all in the same dingy...
CRAIN 2: ...But, hey, did you see the dent on that cab -- huge green scratches along it. Good thing you weren't in that thing when whatever it was happened! Day-um!
THREE:
Reg has perked up.
REG: Green scratches?!
CRAIN (possibly o.p.): Yeahh?...
FOUR:
Large panel, rest of page:
Reg is running down the street after the OrangeCab taxi.
CAPTION: Today's real lesson: There're no guarantees in life, always expect the unexpected...
CAPTION: ...Oh, and Railway City's Phantom Kid won't ever rest -- or get higher than a C on the European history make-up exam he's going to take!
NEXT: Something VERY big goes BOOM!
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