Monday, March 16, 2015

American Horror Story: CITY

I finished a pilot for a television horror drama. It's a mixture of urban drama (not unlike many things playing out on our news now) and the supernatural elements of a city gearing up for a biblical war. Our television (writers especially) are woefully lacking in an ethnic perspective. If shows like Scandal and Empire prove anything its that audiences are willing and ready to watch a compelling story from povs that may be foreign to them. Here's a teaser of my teaser/opener to the script - that I will copy right. I consider this fanfiction because wouldn't it be wonderful if it did fall into the AHS universe.




Pilot/ ‘Welcome to the Astro CIty’
Written by M. J. Cross

TEASER
ACT 1, SCENE 1 EXT: RESIDENTIAL HOME - NIGHT
      PULL UP on a bright-blue TWO-FAMILY RESIDENTIAL HOME that sits on a slope of a hill. The HOME and the other homes next to it are so colorful and closely stacked together they seem to lean into each other like lego blocks. On top of the roof is a roof ornament in the shape of an owl. On the wooden steps of the HOME, a craved pumpkin glows.
OS CHILDREN laugh.
All the lights are on in the HOME. A DARK SILHOUETTE stands in one of the windows on the second floor.
Act 1, SCENE 2: INT HOME
     Blood shot brown EYES dart wildly from left and right presumably following the children’s voices below.
The EYES keep moving behind a long wooden MASK with an elongated chin and puckered mouth. It appears tribal, but has an alien quality to it. The holes for the eyes are rimmed with flints of shiny metals. The EYES widen in shock.
     A thin FIGURE behind the MASK begins to dance away from the window as the sound of African drums beat through the HOME. The FIGURE is wearing a black leotard and a colorful dashiki. As the FIGURE tiptoes from ROOM TO ROOM, it moves in spastic and violent motion as if its limbs are possessed. It waves a coffee mug around in its hand.
The FIGURE dances through the DINING ROOM with a dimmed chandelier and a decorative bowl on top of a white table cloth.
The FIGURE dances through a LIVING ROOM filled with relics, trophies, plaques, black and white pictures, and a long hanging MIRROR that takes up all of one wall. Hanging from the other walls are more masks and pictures.
The LIVING ROOM feels more like a museum.
As the FIGURE dances, its hands graze by an URN on a mantle below the mirror.
As the FIGURE moves to the next room, it abruptly stops dancing. 
ACT 1, SCENE 3: INT HOME - KITCHEN
     The FIGURE stands at the threshold of the kitchen.
     From the MASK’S POV, there’s a tall man standing in the kitchen with a white hood over his face and eyes staring back out of its sockets.
     FIGURE lifts off her MASK to reveal: MS ANNETTA ‘NETTA’ BIRDSONG, a quirky, fast-talking single mother, late 30s with streaks of white flecked in her dark hair. She dresses worldly due to her mixed upbringing (African-American and Native-American heritage). She buries her traumatic past with alcohol.
                        MAN:
     What are you doing?
NETTA:
     I could ask you the same thing, Josh. Why do you look like you’re about to lynch me?
     JOSHUA BIRDSONG, mid-teens, African-American yanks off his hood.
JOSH:
     C’mon Ma. I’m a ghost.
                        NETTA:
Are you serious? What are they teaching you at that school? You look like a Klansman. Are you trying to get yourself killed? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?
                        JOSH:
     But I’m clearly a ghost. (BEAT) So I scared you?
                       
NETTA (laughing):
I’ve seen some shit in my day, but this takes the cake. Whatever happened to holes in bed sheets?
                   JOSH:
You’d kill me if I cut holes in the sheets.
                        NETTA:
     Damn right!
BLACK TITLE CARD APPEARS: ASTRO CITY, MA - HALLOWEEN NIGHT 1985
NETTA dances over to the fridge and pulls out a glistening bottle from the freezer. She pours a liberal amount into the mug that was in her hand. She hesitates, and then pours some more.
                   JOSH:
What are you doing with that mask?
                   NETTA:
Which one? We all wear masks. Yours apparently is a Klansman.
                   JOSH:
I’m a ghost, Ma.
     NETTA suddenly jerks her head over her shoulders. Her brown eyes dart left and right following something JOSH can’t see.
NETTA:
Shush, Sister. I don’t want to hear it tonight!
                   JOSH:
Ma? Are you still with me? Can you hear me?    
NETTA:
My sister’s acting up.
JOSH:
I don’t want to talk about your -
NETTA holds up her hand to stop him in mid-word.
NETTA:
It’s tea time.
She cheers herself and takes a sip from her mug. She shivers and smiles. She proceeds to pull down her MASK and resume dancing.
JOSH sighs and exits the room. The drumming finally stops and he returns into the kitchen. NETTA pulls up her MASK.
                   NETTA:
Why’d you do that? I was getting in touch with our ancestors.
                   JOSH:
I don’t want the police to show up again.
                   NETTA:
I rather them than my sister. She never has anything good to share with me. By the way, she really hates what you’re wearing.
                   JOSH (sighs) 
Yeah...I’m gonna head out while I still have the chance.
NETTA:
Really? Where you going?
                        JOSH:
I told you about this already. I’m going to the party in the Heights.
                        NETTA:
Well finally that school’s good for something. Start making friends in high places. It’ll do you some good. Lemme grab my keys.
NETTA starts chugging the contents of her tea mug.
                        JOSH:
It’s alright. Drink your tea. I’ll take the bus.
NETTA:
But the Heights’ is on the other side of the city. No sense in walking on a night like tonight.
                   JOSH:
The weather's fine. I can handle it. No worries.
NETTA stops and looks him up and down.              
NETTA:
I have to agree with my sister. Can’t you come up with some other costume? Like High school Graduate or Captain Magnum Com Laud?
                   JOSH:
No, Ma. I’m a ghost, and tell your sister to get out of our lives. I’m tired of it. All the visitors. Just tell them you can’t help them anymore.
NETTA (speaking over her shoulder):
He said it not me.
NETTA takes a long sip from her mug. She goes back to the freezer to pour herself another drink.
                   JOSH:
We’ll never be normal. You can put me in any school. I could walk anywhere in the city. And they’ll always find out about you. 
NETTA frowns and sways as she puts down her mug. She cups JOSH’S face in her hands.
                        NETTA:
I was baptized in blood. This is all I know. And you...you came from my uterus...
                        JOSH:
Ma, that’s gross.
                        NETTA:
And now you’re going off to parties without me? (beat) Put on your mask of normality for as long as you like, for as long as your arms can carry it. You will still be my son.
                        JOSH:
Thanks, I guess. What are you doing tonight?
                        NETTA:
A gentleman is taking me out for some tea and talk.
                        JOSH:
I don’t care if he’s real or not real. Just remember no ‘cold tea’ after 11. That was our deal. I’m serious Ma. I don’t want the cops here again. We’re already bad enough.
NETTA:
Yes, father.
                   JOSH:
I’ll call you when I get to the party.
JOSH turns to leave, but his mother pulls him back.
                        NETTA:
Bring it back here, son. Let’s review this one more time.
                   JOSH:
God...Stop babying me.
                   NETTA:
You’re a smart boy, but brains and books won’t get you far in the streets. I raised you well enough to know the rules of Astro City.
NETTA and JOSHUA look each other knowingly in the eyes.
ACT 1, SCENE 4, EXT ASTRO CITY – SAME NIGHT
JOSH is briskly walking down a sidewalk with his hands stuffed in his pocket. His white hood hangs out of his back pocket. He peers cautiously over his shoulders.
The HOMES around him are decorated with various Halloween directions. They look similar to NETTA’S HOME but as JOSH crosses the street the HOMES turn into BRICK PROJECTS. The court yards of the PROJECTS are very active with yelling and music. This is THE BRICKS.
NETTA (VO):
Keep to the sidewalks and stay close to the streetlights. Don’t take any short cuts, and for god sake’s don’t take any of the alleys through The Bricks.
ACT 1 SCENE 5, INT: NETTA HOME – KITCHEN – RETURN TO EARLIER THAT NIGHT                   
NETTA:
     That’s nothing but trouble. Trust me. I’ve heard stories about men getting knocked out and waking up with organs missing.
                        JOSH:
     You’re making that up. That’s an urban legend.
                        NETTA:
     Am I? (beat) Is it?
INTERCUT: NETTA AND JOSH
The scene INTERCUTS between VOs of NETTA AND JOSH talking, JOSH walking through ASTRO CITY that night
ACT 1, SCENE 6, EXT ASTRO CITY – SAME NIGHT                  
     As JOSH turns the corner, he spots a GROUP OF BOYS of different race and sizes on an apartment stoop passing a bottle around. A cloud of cigarette smoke rises from their lips. One of the THUGS, whose standing, has a THREE-STAR PATTERNED TATTOO at the corner of his right eye.
     THUG notices JOSH.
                        THUG:
     Ayo, blood? Lemme talk to you for a minute.
JOSH tenses up only briefly and plays like he’s distracted by looking everywhere else but at the THUG
NETTA (VO):
If you’re walking through any part of C-Bricks, avoid the Crocs. When you see them on one side of the street, you cross to the other. You pay them no mind. Ya hear me?
                   JOSH (VO):
     Yeah, yeah I got it.
     JOSH proceeds to walk-sprint to the other side of C-Bricks. THUG starts to follow. Some of the other BOYS join him.
                        THUG:
     Ayo, kid, I’m talking to you. Where you from?
JOSH starts to run.
INT: NETTA HOME – KITCHEN – RETURN TO EARLIER THAT NIGHT     
                        NETTA:
     The quickest way to the Heights anyway is the Metro. Don’t be an Olympian and run your way there. Just take the damn bus. Don’t bother with the train. There are monster crocodiles down there the size of bears I heard. You got money?
                        JOSH:
     Of course.
EXT ASTRO CITY – SAME NIGHT – BUS PASSENGER SHELTER      
A BUS is pulling away from the shelter, and JOSH is running away from the THUGS behind them.
                   THUGS (O.S.)
Stop kid! We’re gonna kick your ass!
JOSH catches up to the bus and beats the side of it, until the bus slows down and stops.
INT ASTRO CITY (AC) METRO BUS – SAME
JOSH dashes onto the bus, dropping change into the meter, and collapses into the seat. He is out of breath and closes his eyes.
Just at his head, THREE EGGS hit his window. It sounds like gun fire, one after the other like they were projected from a gun.
JOSH jumps out of his seat and run OS as THE EGGS and BITS OF THEIR SHATTER WHITE SHELLS ooze down the window.
JOSH sit on another part of the bus next to AN ELDERLY BAGLADY, 60s, stout, bespectacled, and dressed in heavy furs, her hair appears more like an unkempt afro and nest. Her glasses appear as thick as glass bottles and make her eyes larger than they are. At her side is a cart of shimmering cans.
She smiles at JOSH. He smiles back shakily.
                        JOSH (V.O.):
     I’ll be alright once I get to the Heights.
INT NETTA HOME – KITCHEN – RETURN TO EARLIER THAT NIGHT  
     NETTA is looking at her son as if he got three heads. Her tea mug is inches from her lips.
INT AC METRO BUS – SAME NIGHT -
O.S BUS hisses to a stop and sound of doors swing open.
The BUS DRIVER is looking at someone strangely as if they got three heads.
JOSH is walking down the aisle with his white pillow case on. Before he steps off, he turns to the DRIVER
                   JOSH:
I’m a ghost.
BUS DRIVER nods slowly.
ELDERY BAGLADY looks on concerned, batting her incredibly large eyes steadily.
EXT AC – SAME NIGHT – THE HEIGHTS
     Bus pulls away OS and reveals JOSH standing at a bus shelter in front of the HEIGHTS. The HEIGHTS is a bright area with glass window store fronts and towers as tall as skyscrapers in the background. Think Newbury Street and RODEO DRIVE. Various voices, music and laughter.
                        NETTA (V.O.):
     When you get there, mind your Ps and Qs. Don’t linger around or leer through any of those windows for too long. Don’t run either. The Police aren’t there to protect you. They’re there to protect them.
EXT AC – SAME NIGHT – THE HEIGHTS SIDEWALK
     JOSH stops at a scene of blue-and-white flashing lights. From his POV, a police car has pulled over a DARK TINTED, BLACK TWON CAR.
     Two POLICE OFFICERS step out of the police car armed with flashlights. The beams scan the exterior of the TOWN CAR quickly.
     One of the OFFICERS stops and swings his beam of light at JOSH. JOSH’S visions is washed in light and he can only make out the OFFICER’S silhouette
JOSH uses his arms to cover his eyes and quickly turns in the other direction.
INT NETTA HOME – KITCHEN – RETURN TO EARLIER THAT NIGHT  
                        NETTA:
This is too much. I’m giving you a ride.
                        JOSH:
NO, Ma! It’s alright. I’m a big kid now. I got this.
     NETTA pauses and then smiles. She is very sincere and sober at this point.
                        NETTA:
Have fun. Call me as soon as you get there. As SOON as you get there.
ACT 1, SCENE 7 EXT AC – SAME NIGHT – THE HEIGHTS STREETS
                        JOSH (VO):
I will.
JOSH is alone walking the middle of the street in the HEIGHTS. The stores have gone dark. One street lights seems to work. And the TOWERS stand like silent giants. All has gone silent, except for
JOSH’S SNIFFLING.
He wipes tears from his face with his balled up ghost sheet.
His back is illuminated by beams of flashing lights that blink at him twice.
He turns around.
His POV a dark tinted, black town car hums silently parked in the street. It HIGHBEAMS look like cat eyes. Its grill looks like teeth. This is a DEATH CAR.
                        JOSH:
Leave me the fuck alone!
The DEATH CAR flashes him again.
                        JOSH:
     I’m not playing anymore!
The CAR strikes JOSH full on with it highbeams.
JOSH flinches back.
INT NETTA HOME – LIVING ROOM –   
NETTA has resumed playing her tribal music.
INTERCUT: NETTA AND JOSH
The scene INTERCUTS between JOSH running for his life and NETTA dancing through the house in her MASK.
The DEATH CAR’s engines rev forward at JOSH. Gravel POPS underneath the tires.
NETTA is drinking and dancing. She is crying and then talking to herself. She keeps pouring herself a drink.
JOSH is running down the street, a look of horror on his face. From various quiet and dark parts of the Heights you can hear the echoes of his cries go unanswered.
                        JOSH:
HELP! SOMEONE!
THE DEATH CAR is right behind him.
JOSH runs up on the sidewalk and tries opening a store door. It’s locked.
The CAR waits from him at the curb.
‘DING. DING. DING.’
The indicator of the car announces that the driver has opened the door.
JOSH breaks into a run again.
                        JOSH:
     HELP!
The CAR speeds up.
NETTA puts on her MASK and dances in front of her mirror. 
EXT AC – SAME NIGHT – THE HEIGHTS STREETS
JOSH is sweaty and dusty, crying. He is limping, but still running. His feet drag behind him as if he has walked for miles.
                        JOSH (voice hoarse):
Please. Stop.
The DEATH CAR is behind him stalking him slowly, but enough speed that if JOSH stops moving, he will be crushed.
                        JOSH:
     Mom...
INT NETTA HOME – LIVING ROOM –
OS Doors open and close.
NETTA has stopped dancing and looks at her masked reflection in the mirror.
OS Shoes scrape and kick gravel.
NETTA lift her mask and watches mesmerized at what is playing in the reflection OS.
OS Laughter as taunting as a hyena.
Single GUNSHOT! Echoes through the house.
NETTA screams and loses control of her tea mug. It shatters OS.
NETTA keeps screaming as the CAMERA slowly PANS to the area of the mirror she is screaming at. It feels endless and stretches on and on. She briefly runs back into the screen, but stops with her hand covering her mouth, trembling and still screaming.
Another GUNSHOT!
NETTA falls back in horror.
In the reflection, JOSH is standing in the room with his pillow case hood on and a hole between his eyes. HIS EYES are bloodshot and angry. The hood is so soaked with blood the imprint of JOSH’S nose and mouth are like a Rorschach Test. Blood is dripping off the pillow case and onto his shirt.   
NETTA SCREAMS through a
                   CUT TO BLACK.
                   END TEASER.




The major plots of the show will answer who killed Josh? And what forces are working to destroy the city? And the wonderful and miraculous things that can happen when we live in a salad-bowl society. The show will tackle some powerful themes and like most hit shows nowadays it features music and dancing all paramount parts of any ethnic/urban expression. Hit me up for more.