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Monday, May 3, 2010

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Note: This is a prologue of sorts for a story I may or may not want to make into a film. I've come up with it today and I felt like I needed to get it down on paper, or virtual paper in this case. Let me know what you think, it may or may not influence how I proceed with it.
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Scene opens up in a room lit by a single overhead light. There is a man tied down to a chair being tortured by Islamic terrorists in a remote part of the Indonesian Jungle. The camera slowly pushes in on the man as the voiceover begins.

Voiceover Narration:
There are few people in this world who have the undefinable, or is it indefinable, that quality known as "it." Now at first glance, Larry Bridges, that man bound to the chair there in the middle of the room, he doesn't appear to possess this "it." That's understandable, just look at him, face beaten and bloody, clothes tattered and torn, but a wise man on television once told me, well he told the kids on the TV show anyhow, that external appearances can be deceiving. I think it was an episode about being nice to nerdy kids or something, but that's besides the point. Right now Larry is just in another tough spot, the man has conquered problems before. I'm not saying this man is immune to mistakes or death, obviously I don't think he ever intended to end up here, surrounded by these crazy terrorizers or Islumists or whatever you like to call them, but that don't mean he's just about to let himself die. What these guerillas don't know is they've already put themselves behind the 8-ball, they already think they got him beat and it's a dangerous game to underestimate Larry Bridges. Now I ain't saying Larry's for sure going to survive this little encounter, all I'm saying is that if I were a betting man, which I happen to be, I'd put down $500, no $1,000, yeah $1,000 that Larry gets out of this with little more than some cuts, bruises, and maybe missing a few pints of blood. How am I so sure of this? Well I'd tell you to take a look into his eyes and tell me differently if they weren't swollen shut so I'll have to convince you another way. I hope you're comfy, got a snack and your beverage of choice so I can tell you about this Larry Bridges, maybe then you'll know what I'm talking about.

Cut to Black

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