Today, Is Your Lucky Day…You Think
Author: Braden | Category: Old Stuff, Screenwriting, WritingA Lucky Day
EXT. DESERT CANYON. DAY.
Desert. A distant beat of drums is mesmerizing. A tribal beat. A man looks out on the dusty vistas and smokes a cigarette…exhaling on the rhythmic thump…thump…thump that washes across his ears on the way to some unknown destination. The air is crisp. The sun is harsh. The rocks are large. His cigarette is finished.
He stands and we see a young man of 26, SEAN. Handsome, but rough from a street existence. He is dressed in jungle khakis. Surveying the landscape his eyes fall upon the car behind him. The beat is coming from the car. Another male, TED, about 24, is sitting in the car counting something in a bag. Anxious, SEAN walks toward the car.
SEAN
ARE YOU DONE YET! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU TALKED ME INTO THIS!
TED
It’s all freaking ones man! I don’t know…2 maybe 3 thousand.
SEAN
What!
TED
THREE THOUSAND! I…
TED turns down the stereo.
TED
Maybe…I don’t know. Where’d you get this cd?
SEAN
3 thousand? Why would some boondocks mom & pop store in Dorado, California have 3 thousand new dollar bills in the register? One thousand used, yeah. Not three new.