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Scene VIII: Hospital/ Jack's House
Scene VIII: Hospital/ Jack’s house
Jack’s P.O.V.
Camera is focused on Jack from behind as he is walking through a hall of a hospital. He is so distracted, he runs headlong into a doctor reading papers. He loses his balance and falls down. He looks up at the doctor sheepishly, then stands up and apologizes.
Doctor (mumbles): Damn jackass…
Jack hears him; he looks back at the doctor.
Jack: Wow, you are friendly!
Screen cuts to Jack opening the door of a hospital room. Inside is Jared, leaning against a wall; Jack nods at him and the man sitting on the bed.
Jack: Jared… Otto…
Jared nods at him. Otto looks up and says hey to Jack. Then his vision returns to the bandages on his arm.
Jared: Hey, Jack, can I talk to you for a sec?
Jack (confused): Sure, okay…
Camera cuts to outside the room, where Jack and Jared emerge.
Jared: The doctors almost found out our secret.
Jack looks at him, dumbfounded.
Jack: How?
Jared: That arm, it’s begun healing already, the bones are working twice as fast to heal than any other human’s would. An “Amazing wonder” so those nurses said.
Jack: So, is anyone suspicious?
Jared: Jack, it’s against human nature for a bone to heal that damn fast. Doctors have been amazed by it. Otto, of course, is completely oblivious to the fact that every doctor here sees him as a modern miracle. The priest in the next room hates him, says he’s the anti-Christ.
Jared pauses for a moment, and regards Jack with an awkward stare.
Jack: So… why did you bring Otto here anyway?
Jared: Had to. There were about twenty people around us at the time. Someone else called an ambulance; it wasn’t me. It would’ve looked suspicious if we just left, you know?
Jack: Yeah, okay, I see what you mean. I guess you had no choice, right?
Jared: Pretty much. I would’ve just got in the car and go home while pretending to go to the hospital, but the ambulance got there before I could through the crowd…. Oh yeah… this girlfriend of yours, what’s she like?
Jack: …She’s cool. We have a lot in common, actually.
Jared: How’d you meet?
Jack: Bookstore. Remember Leah?
Jared: …Jessie’s friend?
Jack: The very same. Now then, while you ass-fucking sons of bitches lollygag around with your heads up your asses, I’m gonna go fuck up my house by driving and throwing power tools into the walls. Later.
Jack turns and walks away from Jared, who is watching after him with an annoyed look on his face.
Jared: You’re gonna destroy your house again, you know.
Jack says nothing, doesn’t even turn around, just raises his arm and gives Jared the finger. Screen cuts to Jack pulling up to his house. He stops in the driveway, his hand moves down to put the car in park. He sighs through his teeth, looks at his reflection in the mirror.
Jack: Man… what have you got yourself into this time…?
Jack opens the door and climbs out. Camera cuts to inside Jack’s house as he walks in the door. He looks around and puts his keys on a table next to the door.
Jack: Hey! Anyone here?
A dog barks off screen. Jack breaks a smile, and then bends down as a brown and white sheltie comes charging at him.
Jack: Hey, Max…
Dog: Bark, bark!
Jack: Hey buddy, how are ya? Hungry, I bet.
Jack walks into his kitchen and looks in a cabinet for some dog food. As he shifts, the camera angle allows you to see Sara standing in the doorway. But she looks different than the last time. She is bleeding from her head, neck, and blood is spattered all over her torso.
Sara: Jack…
Jack spins around, looking scared as hell. Sara has disappeared from the doorway. He drops the dog food and spills it all over his floor.
Jack: (softly) I’m pretty fucked now… (yells) Hey, you fucked-up creaton, is this how you get your sick laughs?
He looks around the room and grimaces as he looks down at the mess of dog food in the floor. He bends down to pick it up.
Jack (softly): Dammit…
He is picking some of it up; he stuffs his hands to the point of dropping it all. He sits up and sighs…
Jack: Fuck…(sighs again) I wonder what Ashley’s doing…


Blog Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
Current mood: awake
Added on: 19/11/2007 08:55:46



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