As always: do watch the show first, before bothering with the script.
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Episode 3 of #2G1S is completely dependent upon the context established in episode 1. We’re doing it again, from James’ POV this time, contrasting against Angie’s drunken interpretation. The point is to arrive at the killing, and throw the audience’s expectations completely off-kilter.
The locations are similar, but different in several ways. While I left the filming style shoulder mounted again, following the main character–James this time–the color temperature was shifted radically. The opening song is different. The actual parking lot is different! There are so many subtle differences that it may take a couple of scenes to realize that it’s the same incident. Good.
I worried about the Angie/James drunken walk home not having enough flare. I wanted to push for more, more, more. It’s got the bare bones covered, but I still feel we should have thrown in another curve ball for the hell of it. Then again, that could have distracted from the main plotline.
We also have a new element: the afterworld. James may be gone, but not completely. We couldn’t pull off grand visual effects. So I had to make do as best I could with color grading, vignetting and sound design. If I had infinite dollars and professional companies involved, it would probably look significantly different. But this is a web series, dammit.
What I love about this episode is that final walk to her door (image above). Without any words we have a completely different situation than episode one. This is the last we see James, and it doesn’t jibe with what we thought happened the first time. You’ll note that the script had the killing recreated, but it doesn’t appear in the episode. My cast was too busy to get together. Plus I had all this bathtub chopping up footage to squeeze in. So I went for a more artsy, disjointed moment that is probably better than it would have turned out as written…
1. INT. BATHROOM – NIGHT
See ceiling. The girls grab legs and drag.
2. EXT. NIGHTCLUB PARKING LOT – NIGHT
HONK. James steps forward with two drinks, sips, amused at something…
Watches Angelica in front of headlights searching keys.
What the hell are you doing?
Angelica grabs keys, stumbles around in front of the car.
Hey? Why don’t you get in? Come for a ride, baby.
James walks over.
Angelica. I got the drinks. Hey, come on back in the club.
I’m fine. I’m fine. I promise.
Well you’re clearly not because you almost just got hit by a car. Okay?
James watches as the car takes off.
It was an accident. I’m fine.
We don’t want to have an accident. Come back inside?
No. I gotta go.
She stumbles away into the night. He pauses and then follows her.
4. INT. BATHTUB – DAY
CIRCULAR SAW mayhem, blood squirting onto the girls’ goggles…
Christ. What the hell is happening? What are these crazy bitches doing? Leave me the fuck alone. I’m too pretty for this shit.
5. EXT. BRIDGE – NIGHT
James watches with drinks as she falls and slides down to the ground. Giggles.
Are you all right?
She argues with her shoes, throws one and gives the other the finger.
OTS: He looks down on her.
REVERSE-UP: James sips his drink, smiles.
Hey Angie, do you even know where you are?
Fuck these fucking shoes!
She tosses it, and he retrieves them.
You know there’s broken bottles around here? There’s hobos. There’s hobos with shotguns.
She’s asleep, sitting back against the light pillar.
He kneels down and returns the shoes to her. She opens her eyes.
You brought me shoes.
She reaches and grabs him around the neck pulls him in and plants a big kiss. Then she lays down to sleep on the bridge.
James waits. Watches her.
8. BATHTUB – DAY
Severed leg into garbage bag. The girls are squeamish and out of their minds. An arm bagged up. Carrie lifts the head and tries to figure out how to cut it off.
8A. JAMES POV:
Looking into Carrie’s face as she maneuvers the saw around.
I can’t watch anymore!
9. BRIDGE – NIGHT
James awakens Angelica, sleeping on the bridge.
What? Leave me alone.
You can’t sleep here.
Come on. Come on. Get up.
He pulls her to her feet. She wobbles, and he helps her.
I gotta get home.
He grabs her shoes. She stumbles off.
Where the hell do you live?!
He walks with her.
10. BATHTUB – NIGHT
Angie turns away crying.
This shit is fucked up. What is wrong with this girl? Normal people don’t engage in this kind of behavior!
11. EXT. GIRLS’ APARTMENT – NIGHT
James helps Angie walk to her door.
Angie, can I please use your restroom?
No. My roommate doesn’t like strangers.
You don’t want me to pee on the sidewalk? I’ll do it. I’ll pee on the sidewalk!
Okay, fine. Really fast. Fast. And be quiet! Shhhhhh.
12. INT. GIRLS’ BATHROOM – NIGHT
FLUSH. James has taken off his suit jacket. Preens in the mirror. He opens the door, and Angie rushes by, into her. FOLLOWING…
He steps in, as she flops onto her bed. Curled up, she starts heaving.
Hey? Are you sick? Angie?
He comes closer. She is about to throw up. He arrives at her.
You don’t want to throw up here. You should get to the bathroom.
He reaches for her shoulder.
Fuck off! (smack)…
Hey. If you’re going to throw up don’t be in the bed. You could choke. Literally. Plus it’s nasty.
Angie fights irrationally.
CARRIE rushes in behind him with a knife. James stabbed.
What the fuck?
13. INT. GARAGE – DAY
Garbage bag carried out to the car. Half backed in, with the garage door sitting on the hood.
13A. GARBAGE BAG POV:
Bounce along and into the trunk.
Plopped in trunk.
14. INT. TRUNK – DAY
The head bag sits there.
Crazy ass bitches. Now what?
SLAM the trunk closed.
15. EXT. TRUNK – DAY
Descending toward the pavement, a drip, drip drip of blood…