Machinima Script draft

Machinima Script – (C) Nathan Powell
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Story overview
Two window cleaners, Dave and Bill are cleaning windows today at the VU apartments on the VU Island.

Scene 1: EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING – DAY
A window cleaning scaffold slowly rises up the side of a 100 storey building. On the scaffold are two men in overalls, each armed with a bottle of Windex, a cloth, and squeegees. As they unenthusiastically finish cleaning the dirt off the 78th floor, one of the men presses a button on the control panel of the scaffold. The other man startles, and turns to face the first man.

DAVE
Dude, I haven’t finished.

BILL
Close enough.

DAVE
Come on there’s just one corner…

BILL
It’s close enough! Let’s just get this over with.

Dave looks back at the window as it slowly moves out of reach.

DAVE
Shit.

The scaffold arrives at the 79th floor, where they find a man sitting on the balcony, smoking a cigarette.

GLEN
Evening, gentlemen.

BILL
Hey Glen

DAVE
Glen.

GLEN
Busy day today?

BILL
Yeah, as always.

GLEN
How can that be? All you do is wash windows all fucking day.

BILL
As opposed to sitting on a balcony, smoking all day?

GLEN
Ha. Touché. No my friend, I have bigger issues on hand.

DAVE
Like fixing that dripping tap that I see over there?

Glen briefly glances over at the dripping tap and shrugs his shoulders.
Dave gestures to Glenn’s pack of cigarettes.

DAVE
Spare one? If I don’t get some nicotine soon I am gonna die!

GLEN
Sure thing, freeloader.

DAVE
Screw you man. I dropped my packet on floor 20.

GLEN
Ouch. Maybe you shouldn’t of done that. Did it hurt?

DAVE
What do you think?

Dave looks down to the ground, 79 floors below.

BILL
I think I saw some emo douche kid pick them up.

DAVE
The little bastard!

GLEN
You have my sympathies.

BILL
Yeah yeah cry me a fuckin’ river. Next floor.

DAVE
Fine. Catch ya.

Glen salutes them as they go up to the next floor.


Scene 2: EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING – DAY
Bill and Dave scrub away at an unbelievably grotty window.

DAVE
Fucking hell! Can there be any more bird shit on a single plane of glass?

BILL
Ah just shut the fuck up and scrub.
Dave continues to scrub intently at a colossal bird-shit stain as he notices a figure entering the apartment. He pauses and looks as a woman who could very easily be taken for a supermodel moves around, unpacking her groceries.

DAVE
Bill! BILL! Check it out!

BILL
No. The last time you told me to check something out in somebody’s apartment scarred me for life.

DAVE
No! No, this is way better than those two dogs humping old man Winston’s face! Seriously man you need to see this chick!

BILL
No! Just shut the fuck up and do your job so we can go home.
The woman leaves the room.

DAVE
Aww… She’s gone.

BILL
Good.

DAVE
No dude, seriously, she’s hot.

Bill ignores him and continues washing his window. The woman re-enters the room, now reduced to wearing a singlet top and undies.

DAVE
OH! She’s back and slightly less clothed.

BILL
Whatever…

DAVE
No, dude… Dude, no… Seriously… She’s in her undies. I haven’t seen a body like this since Sharon.

BILL
Sharon Freeman?
The woman leaves again, this time into the bathroom.

DAVE
Sharon Clayton.

Bill freezes stiff, and slowly turns to Dave.

BILL
MY WIFE?!

DAVE
What?

BILL
You’ve seen my wife in her undies?!

DAVE
Yeah. And less, if you catch my drift.

Bill glares at Dave.

DAVE
What?

Bill drops his equipment and clenches his fist.

DAVE
Wait a minute… It was before you guys met. We had a fling at my 24th birthday.

BILL
… THAT WAS TWO WEEKS AFTER WE MARRIED!

DAVE (scratching his head)
Really?

Bill furiously begins to strangle Dave, as Dave attempts to tell Bill to stop, however all that comes out is incoherent gargling. The woman returns wearing nothing but a towel, and still doesn’t notice Dave or Bill. She walks over to her phone and checks her messages. Dave notices and looks at her. Bill looks too and sees her, suddenly stopping with the strangling.

BILL
Shit… She does look like Sharon.

The woman sees them both staring at her and startles.

DAVE
Oh cock.

BILL
Fuck! She’s probably gonna call the cops! I can’t lose this job! I don’t want to go back to McDonalds!

But she doesn’t. Instead, she smiles and begins moving her body around in an exotic manner. Bill lets go of Dave and they both watch intently, as if hypnotised.

BILL
Son of a bitch!

DAVE
Niiiiiice.

The woman turns and faces her back to them, then starts to take the towel off.

DAVE
Towel’s coming off!

BILL
Thanks, I couldn’t see that myself.

They both keep watching, their faces now pressed up against the window.

BILL
Towel’s off!

DAVE
That’s right… Turn around…

There is a pause.

DAVE
TITTIES!!!

Bill’s expression suddenly changes from excited to confused.

BILL
What’s that?

Both their faces become horrified.

BILL
OH GOD!

DAVE
MY EYES!

BILL
CHICK’S A DUDE!!!

DAVE
MY EYES!!!

Dave uses his arms to cover his eyes as he stumbles backwards and tumbles over the railing and as gravity takes over begins plummeting towards the ground.