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FLY PAPER A Story by Marcos Del Pozo Fernández

THIRD DRAFT

Stoke, 20/03/18

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FADE IN

Over the transition from black to the image we hear a SHHH.

CAMERA MAN (O.S.) It´s recording now!

INT. MUSIC STUDIO - DAY

Inside the studio there are a few monitors switched off, a mixing desk, cans of beer and some cigarettes consumed, still pouring smoke to the air. HAVARD (21, tall & with long hair) is sat in the middle of a couch surrounded by two girls sleeping over his shoulders. THOMAS (21 and redhaired) is on a corner backing against the wall while drinking a big can of Redbull. Seated in front of the mixing desk we see OLE (21, he has beard and a hat with a Teddy bear on the front) holding a phone in his hands and chewing gum. RING! With a fast movement OLE picks up the phone. Havard and Thomas get up excited and run towards him. They stand still in front of Ole trying to hear the conversation. Thomas crushes the energy drink whereas Havard bites his finger.

OLE (monotone)

Yes, yes… HMMM, of course. Okay, bye.

Ole hangs up the phone and stares into his friend´s eyes. Everybody is quiet like a tombstone.

OLE Guys…

(beat) We are going to England.

Thomas and Havard start SCREAMING and jumping around the room. Thomas hugs Ole whereas Havard opens a bottle of champagne. The two girls start yelling with high pitch and Havard runs to hug them.

THOMAS We did it!!! We did it!!!

HAVRARD Fuck yeah!!! I fucking knew it! This is amazing, fucking amazing!!!

FADE TO

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TITLE: FLY PAPER

FADE TO BLACK

Over black we hear the whistle of a train passing by and becoming more and more inaudible as time goes by.

SUPERIMOPOSE: In March of 2019 a skilled film student with great devotion for the music of a norwegian band called Flypaper was able to accompany them throughout an England tour. Those three days were the prelude of the band´s first concert abroad. This is their story: a story of dreams, alcohol and Rock & Roll.

CUT TO

EXT. TRAIN STATION - DAY

SUPERIMPOSE: DAY 1, 12.00 P.M./54 HRS. TILL THE SHOW

The three norwegians just arrived at the train station. Each one of them is carrying a suitcase in the right hand. They look both ways at the same time, but there is nobody there to receive them. Just a handful of random people reading newspapers or focusing on their phones. Behind them there is a drunken man laughing at them. The three guys look to each other squinting and remain in silence for a while.

Havard pulls out his phone and searches for their location. Ole rubs his beard. Thomas looks towards the camera shrugging the shoulders.

HAVARD Oh, shit…

THOMAS What´s going on? Are we far from London?

HAVARD We are not even near Manchester… The location says Stoke.

(beat) And if Google is right, this place doesn´t even have a striptease club.

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Thomas puts his hands over the head, Havard pulls out a hip flask and takes a long sip. Ole is chewing gum.

OLE I´m hungry.

HAVARD Me too… Sobriety makes me hungry like the wolf.

Havard and Ole take their suitcases and start walking away. Thomas, hesitant, also picks up his luggage and before start walking, he looks both sides, shakes his head and follows the others.

CUT TO TALKING HEADS

Havard, Ole & Thomas speak to the camera in a sound studio, surrounded by a mixing table, instruments and other musical stuff.

HAVARD TALKING HEAD

HAVARD I wasn’t expecting this… I mean, where are the flashes? Where are the fans? Where is the fun?

THOMAS TALKING HEAD

THOMAS When the manager told us England, I thougt: Oh cool! London here we go! Manchester was the worst possible option in my mind…

OLE TALKING HEAD

OLE Too good to be true, I thought. Too good to be true…

(beat) Sometimes you win, and sometimes you go to Stoke.

MANAGER TALKING HEAD

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KELVIN God… These boys… I never said London. Technically I didn´t lie. I just told them the good parts of the story. Who wants to hear the whole story? That´s not interesting at all.

EXT/INT. UNION SHOP - DAY

The three guys enter in a store talking in norwegian and raising the voice. The cashier looks at them in a bad way. Thomas starts staring at a box of condoms. Ole takes hats and starts trying on them. Havard takes a beer and a bag of chips and starts opening them. The cashier runs towards him.

CASHIER EHM, are you going to pay for that?

HAVARD Pay? What are you talking about, man? HAHAHA Don´t you know who am I?

CASHIER Look, I don´t care about it. As if you are the Queen. If you take something, you pay for it

HAVARD Ok, I´m going to give you a clue…

Havard pulls out the phone and starts typing on it. The cashier crosses the arms and squints. Meanwhile, Thomas is trying to decide what type of rubber choose and Ole is staring at him with the arms crossed.

HAVARD Look dude, I´ve got my own Wikipedia page. I even appear on Spotify lists!

CASHIER (sighing)

Even my mother has a Wikipedia page. Maluma also appears on the billboards and that doesn´t mean shit.

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CASHIER (CONT´) You´re not special. If you take something, you gotta pay for it.

HAVARD I can call my manager if you want to check it.

Havard starts to over gesticulate with his mouth and arms, like if talking with someone half deaf.

HAVARD I´m the guitarist of the world wide known band “Fly Paper”. Surely you´ve listen to some of our greatest hits on the radio like “The Punani Hunters”. They play it everywhere!

CASHIER (challenging)

You want me to call my manager, huh? And those weirdos over there… are they your friends?

The cashier walks towards Thomas and Ole. They are very focused reading the labels on the condoms.

THOMAS (to Ole)

What flavour would you choose?

Ole looks bad at him and turns around biting an apple.

THOMAS (looking to his trousers) Yeah… Very clever. The forbidden fruit. Good metaphor!

CASHIER (yelling at them)

You all! All of you! Get out of my shop!

The cashier looks at the camera and tries to block the lens with his hands.

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CASHIER You too! Stop filming!!!

THOMAS (hesitant)

EHMM, we haven´t stolen anything. If you want, I can show you my suitcase…

CASHIER What the heck?!

THOMAS (shouting in norwegian)

OLE! Come here, this dude wants to see our luggage.

OLE (in norwegian)

I don´t give a fuck! I´m not going to show my suitcase to nobody. That´s an invasion of my privacy!

Ole and Thomas begin an argument in norwegian and the cashier starts to get a little bit uncomfortable. He tries to go away from the discussion but Ole holds his arm. At that moment the guy starts yelling really scared.

CASHIER TALKING HEAD

The camera man gives him a ten-pound note and he takes it with a fast movement.

CASHIER You know… This afternoon these guys have come to my shop.

(beat) If a bunch of bearded freaks start shouting in some strange language and try to open suddenly their suitcases… Is a Little bit suspicious, don´t you think? Who knows? They could be terrorists, or even worse… scientologists.

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EXT. UNION SHOP - DAY

The three band members are leaving the shop staggering. Havard turns towards the shop shouting some insults in norwegian and putting the middle finger up.

HAVARD JAEVLA FITTETRYNE!!!

HAVARD TALKING HEAD

HAVARD Back in my city I´ve got everything I want: VIP Access to discos, discounts in alcohol wholesale, I can even jump the queues in the rollercoasters. But here… Here if I drink a beer from the shop, they´ll look bad at me.

(beat) Maybe It´s because I´m republican…

THOMAS TALKING HEAD

THOMAS I´m used to show the bags when I go shopping. It´s a question of education, of values, you know?

(beat) It seems that here they just have values for drinking tea…

OLE TALKING HEAD

OLE I don´t regret not showing my things.

(beat) If I would have done that, probably we will be in some serious trouble right now…

EXT. EMBER LOUNGE COURTYARD – DAY

Havard approaches to some random people and tries to talk to them with desperation. Meanwhile, Tomas and Ole are seated on a table drinking a pint and looking at Havard while shaking their heads.

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HAVARD Hi! Do you know who am I?

RANDOM GUY 1 Sorry, I´m running late.

Havard walks towards another guy speaking on the phone. Ole and Thomas smile watching the scene.

HAVARD Hi, does my face reminds you to someone?

The Random Guy 2 pass him by without paying attention. Havard SIGHS and looks down to the floor. A beautiful girl walks in front of him and Havard runs towards her

HAVARD Hi! I´m Havard, from Fly Paper.

RANDOM GIRL Sorry, I have a boyfriend.

Havard CLICKS the tongue and notices that a long-haired guy is talking with Ole and Thomas. He heads towards them.

LONG-HAIRED GUY Even the fucking Mick Jagger will be there playing!!!

The three norwegians are nodding with the eyes wide opened at the same time.

LONG-HAIRED GUY Seriously dudes, that party is going to be crazy. There are going to be tons of people, beer kegs and that kind of stuff. Exactly like in the movies!

HAVARD Wow, man. That sounds great.

OLE Yeah, we could go.

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THOMAS Yes, yes!

LONG-HAIRED GUY Good stuff! See you there on Friday. Remember: Cadman Studios at 6 P.M!

The long-haired guy goes away and Havard drinks Thomas beer in a sip. Thomas SIGHS.

HAVARD Only a couple of hours and we already have a party with Mick Jagger!

THOMAS Yes, but we will have to leave earlier. Our show is that same night.

Ole rubs his beard with both hands.

HAVARD Is going to be the perfect warm up.

CUT TO

EXT/INT. VICTORIA HOUSE - DAY

The guys get off the Uber and stay looking at the building for a moment. Havard covers his eyes with his hand. Thomas starts shaking the head and Ole is with the eyes wide opened smiling. He is the first entering to the place. The other two stay stand still not knowing what to do.

CUT TO

INT. HAVARD´S ROOM

Havard is swiping right in tinder without looking to the screen while smiling.

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HAVARD Let´s see how many matches I can get in England.

HAVARD TALKING HEAD

HAVARD HMMM, british girls use a lot of make-up… I don’t know what to think about that yet… I just want them to write first.

(beat) I hate writing first.

CUT TO

INT. OLE´S ROOM

Ole paints in a white paper with color crayons. He looks really focused in his drawing.

OLE TALKING HEAD

OLE Before being in the band I was thinking about becoming a painter. I went to the art school actually!

(beat) They rejected my… People don´t get true art.

INT. OLE´S ROOM

Ole smiles and shows with enthusiasm his “painting” to the camera. The thing looks like a three years old drawing.

CUT TO

INT. THOMAS ROOM

Thomas is in front of his computer with the headphones on composing music. He is really concentrated. He closes his eyes and pushes the headphones against his ears.

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THOMAS TALKING HEAD

THOMAS One of my greatest hobbies is to compose on my computer. I know,I can play music on the stage with the guys… But when I´m composing I have total freedom. You don’t have to deal with stupid egocentric guitarists… You know what I mean?

INT. VICTORIA HOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Havard enters in the room with his suitcase. Ole is Reading a self-help book (“The Art of Don´t Giving A Fuck”) on the coach next to Thomas, who is folding his polo shirts on the table.

HAVARD Alright, guys!

Havard puts the suitcase over the table smashing the shirts. Thomas CLICKS his tongue.

HAVARD (clapping hands)

Let´s celebrate our first international gig! It´s time to drink something, get wasted and go out. Sobriety is killing me right now…

Ole looks over the book to Havard biting his lip. When he realizes that the camera is recording him, he goes back to the reading, covering his face with the book.

THOMAS If is not tap water, I don´t know what you are going to drink… There is no bar in this “hotel”.

Havard smiles and starts opening the case. He lifts up the lid showing a full collection of different types of alcohol bottles. Thomas opens wide his mouth impressed.

THOMAS I´m not sure if this is the wisest thing to do.

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THOMAS (CONT´) We should do some rehearsals for the concert. Moreover, is not nice to drink in front of Ole…

Havard squints and starts putting the bottles on the table along with a pack of red party glasses. He begins to fill them.

HAVARD Relax man, enjoy the moment! We´ve been practicing the same songs for months, and Ole is strong enough to resist the temptation of taking the drink that I´m going to serve him right now.

Havard takes one glass and drinks it all in a shot. Right after this, he fills another glass and puts it in front of Ole, who starts to chew several gums at the same time. Havard serves another glass for Thomas.

THOMAS Okay… A glass is not going to hurt anybody.

“A SONG WITH DROP” starts playing. Havard raises his fist and drinks a glass at the same time, whereas Thomas is finishing his drink. Havard fills the glasses again and fix his glaze on Ole, who is trying to focus on the book. Thomas begins to dance seated with the eyes closed and Havard starts playing air guitar. Ole throws the book aside and picks up the bottle. “THE MUSIC” stops. He stares at the bottle for a few seconds and looks down. Right afer that he takes a long sip of the bottle. “THE DROP MUSIC” starts playing again. The three guys do a shot competition while dancing and shouting. Havard offers a drink to the camera but he rejects it. After another try, the camera accepts the drink. Havard starts holding the camera and recording the camera operator, who is drinking now. The zoom begins to pull in and out very fast towards the camera man. The image becomes more and more shaky until the camera hits the floor turning the screen to black.

MONTAGE

SUPERIMPOSE: The following pictures of the band members and camera team depict a high level of human decay and drunkenness, as well as a fair amount of absurdity and embarrassment. As you are going to see, every photograph is even worse than the previous one. So, enjoy responsibly.

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-Havard is drinking from two bottles at the same time.

-Ole is grabbing three shot glasses and approaching them all to his mouth.

-Thomas is asleep on the couch while Havard is drawing him a Nazi moustache.

-The camera operator is puking in the bathroom.

-The three Norwegians are peeing towards a wall in the street in the same pose.

-Ole is holding Thomas on his arms and Havard is running without t-shirt behind the cashier of the shop.

CUT TO

EXT. POLICE STATION - DAY

SUPERIMPOSE: DAY 2, 12.00 A.M./34 HRS. TILL THE SHOW

The three guys are walking looking down to the floor leaving behind them the police station. They look scruffy, tired to death and really hangover. Havard spits on to the sidewalk, Thomas is blowing his nose with a tissue and Ole is covering his face with his hat. Havard looks bad to the camera and puts the hand in front of the lense. The screen turns to black.

HAVARD TALKING HEAD

HAVARD There is no middle point, the night parties can be amazing or awful. Is black or White, baby. But there is something exiting in that feeling of doubt. Who knows? Maybe we could even write a pair of songs about this crazy night, or even a conceptual album…

(beat) “Fly Paper: Cell Nº Sex”, featuring “Sharp Dressed to Be Arrested”

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THOMAS TALKING HEAD

THOMAS Dude, I´m not going to drink again after the disaster of last night… But, I´m serious, What´s the point on getting drunk?

(beat) You have a good time… yeah; it can help you to resist the shitty music of the discos and even gives you self confidence when talking to girls… By any chance, is all of that worthy?

OLE TALKING HEAD

OLE To get drunk is an art. Is like making popcorns in the microwave. I´m one of those guys that always adds thirty seconds more after the three-minute cycle to get the most out of the package. You know, just in case, but...

(beat) With alcohol happens the same to me, that “Little bit more” at the ending ends up fucking me up.

A MICROWAVE BEEP sounds.

INT. VICTORIA HOUSE LIVING ROOM – DAY

The three guys are seating on the couch. Thomas bites his nails, Ole whistles and Havard rubs his hands over his face. Thomas lifts with slowness the lid of the laptop. All of their faces change when they look to the screen.

KELVIN TALKING HEAD

KELVIN I love these guys. They are like sons to me. I feel really proud of them.

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INT. VICTORIA HOUSE LIVING ROOM – DAY

KELVIN (O.S./SKYPE) (yelling with anger)

You, damn imbeciles! How the fuck have you been arrrested in your first day there?!You cannot even imagine how fucked things are… The record label is going to wrap your balls in guitar strings for this!

Havard tries to get up from the sofa but Thomas holds him down. Ole is chewing gum with exaggerated jaw movements.

HAVARD TALKING HEAD

HAVARD We had to pay a really high, high prize for the bail…

OLE TALKING HEAD

OLE We sold the instruments for getting out of there…

INT. VICTORIA HOUSE LIVING ROOM – DAY

KELVIN (O.S./SKYPE) You have fucked up this great opportunity!!! You´re supposed to be grown up adults, not stupid teenager pop stars…

Thomas blows his nose with caution, Havard is open-mouthed and Ole is still chewing gum like a horse eating herb.

KELVIN(O.S./SKYPE) You should be looking for a plan B. Because if not, there is not going to be a fucking concert.

(beat) Only misery at the end of the tunnel…

The manager hangs up the call and the screen turn to black. Thomas closes the lid of the laptop and everybody remains in silence.

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Thomas and Ole stand up and go to their dorms. Havard looks at the camera and SIGHS.

HAVARD Stop… stop recording.

KELVIN TALKING HEAD

KELVIN Stupid millenials… Who the fuck thinks on peeing at the entrance of the Police station?

INT. HAVARD´S ROOM - DAY

The camera is recording through the gap of the door. Havard is WEEPING with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and the phone in the other. We see in the phone screen that he is on his Tinder profile changing his job title to: Ex-musician. He takes a long sip from the bottle and starts coughing aloud. Afterwards, the WEEPING becomes louder and louder. The camera man closes the door with caution.

CUT TO

INT. OLE´S ROOM - DAY

Ole is painting in a white paper with his color crayons. At first, he draws with calm, but after doing a few crosses in the paper he starts scratching the paper with all his strength until he breaks it. Then he starts hyperventilating. The camera turns around and runs to the door. We hear PUNCHES TO THE WALL, BREAKING PLATES and NONSENSE SCREAMING.

CUT TO

INT. THOMAS ROOM – DAY

Thomas is front of his computer with the headphones on looking pictures of the three together. He shakes his head and SIGHS.

CUT TO

INT. VICTORIA HOUSE LIVING ROOM – DAY

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Havard is lying on the sofa rubbing a full glass against his forehead.

HAVARD You know, I really wanted to play in that concert. I was going to rock in the land of Keith Richards, Tommy Iommi, Jimmy Page… And now I even have to be the first one in texting.

Havard shows a conversation in tinder with plenty of messages with no reply. He starts looking at the phone again and after a few seconds he incorporates in the couch.

HAVARD (excited)

Wow, the girl has answered… (beat)

She is asking me if I´m going to the Mick Jagger party tomorrow at the music studios…

Havard stands up giving a jump and looks to the camera.

HAVARD (whispering)

Fuck me…

Havard starts biting his index finger and looking both sides.

HAVARD (screaming)

GUYS!!! OLE! THOMAS! I´ve got an idea!

CUT TO

EXT. CADMAN STUDIOS – DAY

SUPERIMPOSE: DAY 3, 15:00 P.M./ 7 HRS. TILL THE SHOW/ 3 HRS. TILL THE MICK JAGGER PARTY

The three guys walk with careful steps. Havard is going in the front, he wears a pair of sunglasses. Thomas follows him walking on tiptoes and Ole is at the back with a sock covering his head. He is whistling “The good, the Bad & the Ugly”.

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In the courtyard of the studio there is a table tennis table. Havard runs towards it and Ole does the same. Both of them start playing a game while Thomas looks annoyed at them. He crosses his arms and shakes his head to the camera SIGHING.

Thomas calls them making signals with his arms and they go towards him. Havard stands up in front of the main door with a serious gesture in his face. He pulls out a metallic clip and takes air. After that he tries to open the locker but after a few attempts he surrenders.

HAVARD Shit! This isn´t working… I don’t get it, in every fucking movie is useful…

THOMAS You, dumb motherfucker… Is an electric locker.

Havard gives a nervous smile and throws the clip. Ole pushes them against the Wall and in that moment some random guy gets out of the studio. Ole holds the door before it closes and slips through it, then he gives a signal to the others.

INT. CADMAN STUDIOS - DAY

THOMAS (thrilled)

We did it!

There is a row of electric guitars and basses aligned in the entrance. Havard picks a Fender Stratocaster. GRRR. In that moment a STOMACH RUMBLING starts sounding. Ole puts his hands on his belly and looks worried to the others. Thomas and Havard are mouth-opened.

OLE Shit…

Ole starts running towards the toilet and the other two follow him. They go out of the building and enter in another one.

INT. CADMAN STUDIOS/TOILET BUILDING - NIGHT

Havard and Thomas wait by the door and they hear some STRANGE NOISES.

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Both of them approach their ears to the doors and look to each other with the eyes wide opened. In that moment “I´M A BARBY GIRL” starts RINGING on a phone. Thomas pulls out of his phone. Havard is looking mad at him with the eyes wide opened and gritting his teeth. Thomas clears his throat and hangs up the phone.

THOMAS (smiling nervous) Sorry…

Havard gives him a stink eye and Thomas starts rubbing his hands against his trousers. THE FLUSH sounds and Ole comes out of the bathroom taking a deep breath.

OLE Okay, let´s finish the mission!

Ole covers his head again with the sock and winks to the camera. The three guys run towards the exit leaving the door closed behind them with the camera man trapped inside of the building. The camera guy starts knocking the door while the three norwegians get away in the distance heading to the other building.

CUT TO BLACK

Over the black we hear the rapid breathing of the camera operator running.

CUT TO

INT. BACKSTAGE - NIGHT

The camera man opens the door. Ole is seated with the eyes closed humming “THE HUM” and beating his belly with the drum sticks.

Thomas is walking around the room doing breathing exercises whereas having a Redbull. Meanwhile, Havard is taking a look to the catering table. He takes a cracker, examines it and eats it, but right after that he spits out the biscuit.

CAMERA MAN What happened at the end?

The three norwegians look at him at the same time without saying a word. After a few seconds Havard responds.

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HAVARD AHHH, We spoke with the manager of the studio and he lent us the instruments. Surprisingly he was a Fly Paper fan…

CUT TO

The manager of the studio is hand tied wriggling on the floor and with the mouth covered with duct tape.

CUT TO

INT. BACKSTAGE – NIGHT

Havard smiles from ear to ear to the camera.

KELVIN TALKING HEAD

KELVIN (grinding teeth)

One day I´m going to kill these boys. Who the fuck thinks in stealing Mick Jagger´s instruments?!

(beat) Oh man, I´m going to lose my job…

INT. BACKSTAGE – NIGHT

Havard takes a handful of crackers and squeezes it.

HAVARD AGHH, This suck! I don´t see the caviar nor the fillet mignon anywhere… And where the hell is the alcohol?!

OLE (mumbling)

Yeah, I was expecting Fish & Chips or something like that… With the money of the concert we could go to buy something later.

Thomas stops walking and looks to Ole squinting.

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THOMAS Are we going to get paid…?

Havard goes next to Thomas and puts an arm around his shoulder while making gestures and moving the lips to hush Ole.

OLE (hesitant)

I´m not sure, probably not…

HAVARD HAHAHA, what a sense of humor… We still have the European passport; you should feel grateful that they are allowing us to play in here.

Thomas shrinks his shoulders and sits next to Ole. He gives the final sip to the energy drink.

Havard begins rotating around himself looking at the ceiling between SIGHS. After a few moments, he stops and starts biting his index finger.

HAVARD (nervous)

Guys, I´m not sure about this… What if they don´t like us?

THOMAS Yeah… that’s true. What if there are only two or three people in there?

Thomas SIGHS and stares to the floor. Havard sits next to him.

THOMAS Maybe we shouldn´t play…

Ole jumps from the seat and stares to his mates in silence for a few seconds.

OLE Guys, we are here for this fucking show. So, stop weeping like bitches.

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Havard and Thomas gape impressed.

HAVARD WOW!

THOMAS Yeah, what the fuck! Let´s do it.

HAVARD (mumbling)

You´re right, you´re right…

Havard and Thomas stand up from the chairs. Havard hold Thomas and Ole by the shoulder and looks at them with thoughtful gesture.

HAVARD Guys, I was saving this speech for our own Wembley or some shit like that, but it seems that the time has come…

Ole arches the brow to Thomas asking him with the look. Thomas shrugs.

HAVARD Buddies, I see in your eyes the same attitude that was long time ago lost due to commercial music. Maybe will come the day when trap, hip hop or reggaetón will fuck up everything else… But today is not that day.

Thomas is hearing the speech open-mouthed and Ole is squinting.

HAVARD This day we will rock!!!

(beat) For the sex, for the drugs and for the Rock & Roll.

OLE (hesitant)

That speech sounded familiar to me…

Havards puts the index finger in Ole´s lips shushing him.

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HAVARD (screaming)

Fly you, fools!

Havard runs towards the door and Thomas follows him.

OLE (whispering and smiling to the camera)

What an asshole…

Ole starts to run towards the stage.

FADE TO BLACK.