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Old 03-16-2009, 12:20 AM   #1
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Rob Storm

This is the first draft of my action/horror parody so yes all the cliches are supposed to be in there. I typed this out on Zhura scrennwriting software so this is the format it presented itself in, its pretty close to industry standard. Thanks for reading!
OH BTW theres a little bit of language and a little bit of gore.

EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT

An empty graveyard with a thin layer of fog. A man in a full
scientist outfit walks through the graves. He comes to a
grave pulls out a glowing-green liquid in a test-tube and
pours it onto a grave.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON GRAVE: A dead hand pushes out through the dirt.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY

Rob Storm is standing outside of a car. He violently opens
it and pulls a white man out and punches him and throws him
into the side of the car.

CUT TO:

TWO SHOT: Rob crouching next to the bloodied man.

ROB
Who do you work for?

DUSTY
Man, I dunno what chu talkin'
bout.

ROB
You're white! Talk like it! Or
you're beating will be twice as
bad. Now, who do you work for?!?

DUSTY
I TOLD YOU I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!

Rob pulls out a giant handgun.

ROB
Maybe you do now.

DUSTY
OK! OK! I'm just the transfer guy.
I give messages from one guy to
another that's it! I dont know
much, all I know is that
somethins goin down on the
E-Street library two nights from
now, k man?

ROB
I got it.

Rob gets up and walks away.

DUSTY
Man, who are you?

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
I'm Rob Storm, and you tell you're
friends they've got a hurricane of
pain comin' their way if they're
at that library.

CUT TO:

INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT

A family is eating dinner. There is a knock on the door.

DAD
I'll get it!

The dad gets up and walks to the door.

CUT TO:

The dad opens the door. There is a zombie standing in the
doorway. The dad screams.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: The zombie biting down on the man's head.

INT. THE CHIEF'S OFFICE - DAY

The chief and Rob in a room.

CHIEF
There's zombies everywhere. What
the hell are we going to do?

ROB
Chief, I don't know.

CHIEF
Do you think it could be from all
those new drugs the kids are
hopped up on? Maybe that crack
stuff is turning them into brain
sucking monsters.

ROB
Maybe. But I don't think so. I
think I may have a lead. Let me
get back too you.

CHIEF
You know you're my top man, don't
you Rob? You're like a son to me.
Better than the faggot that's
actually my son.

ROB
I know chief, I'm not gonna let
you down. And I have to admit,
you're son is a big faggot.

CHIEF
Tell me about it.

CUT TO:

INT. ROB'S CAR - NIGHT

Rob sitting in his car watching for the drop-off at the
library.

CUT TO:

Two cars pulling up. Two men get out and start disscusing
something.

CUT TO:

Rob getting out of his car.

CUT TO:

Rob walking up to the men.

MAN #1
What...?

MAN #2
Who are you?

ROB
I'm Rob Storm and you're about to
get a tornado of hurt.

CUT TO:

The two men pulling out machine guns and shooting like crazy
people.

MAN #1
CHIMPAZEE NUTS!

MAN #2
PAPER MACHE!

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: Rob punching both of them in the face.

CUT TO:

Rob standing over them he picks up their machine guns and
points them at their legs.

ROB
There something you two low lifes
wanna tell me now?

CUT TO:

The two men looking at each other.

MAN #1
The dealer lives on-

MAN #2
DONT TELL HIM!

CUT TO:

Rob pointing the guns at both their legs and shooting
rapidly.

ROB
Now is there something you want to
tell me?

CUT TO:

The two men in pain.

MAN #1
He lives on Lambert Street!

MAN #2
Yeah, 3624 Lambert! Please dont
kill us!

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
Now, I don't have too. And tell
your friends that if they run
into Rob Storm, they've got
blizzard of ache waitin' for
them.

CUT TO:

Both men nodding.

CUT TO:

INT. TEEN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

A young teenage boy and a young teenage girl lying in bed,
the girl in a bra, the boy in a shirt, and the rest of them
under the covers.

GIRL
Wow...that was the best we've ever
had.

BOY
I've got to piss. I'll be right
back.

GIRL (SMILING)
Ok...

CUT TO:

INT. TEEN'S BATHROOM - NIGHT

WAIST UP SHOT: Boy going to the bathroom.

CUT TO:

INT. TEEN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

The girl lying in bed. There is a moan O.S.

GIRL
Baby? Is that you?

More moaning O.S.

GIRL
Oh! You want more already? Hehe.
Ok, I'm coming...

The girl gets up and walks O.S.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: The girl coming out of the room, turning and
screaming.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: A zombie biting down on the girl's head.

CUT TO:

INT. TEEN'S BATHROOM - NIGHT

The guy looking into the mirror. A muffled scream is heard
O.C.

BOY
Hey, you ok? I'll be right there,
just got to wash my face...now
lets see...

PROFILE CLOSE UP: The boy opening the medicine with nothing
behind it. He pulls out a bar of soap and when he closes it
theres a zombie standing there.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: The zombie biting on his head.

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE THE DEALER'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Rob's car pulling up. He gets out.

CUT TO:

Rob standing in front of the door. He then kicks it open.

CUT TO:

INT. DEALER'S HOUSE - NIGHT

The dealer running to the front door with a rifle in his
hands.

DEALER
Who are you?

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
I'm Rob Storm and you're about to
get a dust devil of injury.

CUT TO:

Rob pulls out a giant gun and shoots it.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: The dealers gun flying out of his hand.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: Rob punching the dealer in the face.

CUT TO:

Rob pushing the man in a chair, pulling rope from his back
pocket and tying the man up.

ROB
Now, you wanna tell me why this
stuff turns people into zombies,
who's using it, and where they're
using it, now?

DEALER
No.

Rob picks up a frying pan and hits him with it.

ROB
How bout now?

Dealer spits out blood.

DEALER
No.

ROB
Oh, so you're a tough guy huh?
Guess I'm gonna have to call in
the big guns.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: Rob calling someone on the phone. He hangs up and
turns to the dealer.

ROB
They're on their way.

A scream is heard O.S.

ROB
What was that?

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

A girl running.

CUT TO:

A zombie walking.

CUT TO:

The girl falls down and the zombie walks up and stands over
her.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: The zombie bites down on the girls head.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
Hey, zombie! I'm Rob Storm and
you're in for a rainy day of
soreness.

Pulls out his massive handgun and shoots it.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ZOMBIES HEAD BLEEDING AND IT FALLING BACK.

CUT TO:

Tom walks up to Rob.

TOM
Nice. Was he the guy that wouldn't
talk?

ROB
No.

CUT TO:

INT. DEALER'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Tom looking at the tied up dealer.

TOM
Oh yeah, I can make him talk.

Tom plugs in a boombox, and "Beat It" by Michael Jackson
comes on.

TOM
(says things like: "Oh just beat
it.", "You think your bad", "No
macho here", "Wanna fight?" etc.
as he hits and whips the dealer
with a belt.)

Tile comes up: 12 hours later. Tom is still doing it.

DEALER
OK! OK! It was the chief of the
police!

CHIEF (O.S.)
How could you?

CUT TO:

The chief running out the door. Rob runs after him.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY

The chief getting in his car.

CUT TO:

Rob getting in his car.

CUT TO:

CAR CHASE!

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE THE CHIEFS HOUSE - DAY

Chief's car pulls up.

CUT TO:

Chief runs in.

CUT TO:

Robs car pulls up.

CUT TO:

Rob runs in.

CUT TO:

INT. CHIEFS HOUSE - DAY

The chief holding a gun to Audrey.

CHIEF
Never thought I'd get your
girlfriend, did ya?

AUDREY
ROB!

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
Let her go.

CUT TO:

The chief holding a gun to Audrey.

CHIEF
And how are you going to make me
do that? See this was all part of
the plan. I knew you'd eventually
sniff me out Rob Storm, so I
grabbed your pretty little
girlfriend so I'd have a
bargining chip. It's quite smart
isn't? The drugs had nothing to
do with it. My zombie machine in
the basement controls all the
zombies by remote. Soon I will
have the entire world in my
hands!

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP ON ROB:

ROB
Not if I have anything to do with
it. I'm Rob Storm and you're
about to get a tropical cyclone
of discomfort.

Rob pulls out his gun and tries to fire but there no more
bullets left.

CUT TO:

The chief pointing the gun at Rob.

CHIEF
Sorry Rob, but I'm afraid you're
fired.

A gun shot is heard.

CUT TO:

Rob looking for a bullet wound.

CUT TO:

The chief spitting up blood.

CUT TO:

Rob running and holding Audrey who points up. Rob turns to
look.

CUT TO:

OVER THE SHOULDER SHOT SO YOU CANT SEE GARY'S FACE:

ROB
GARY BUSEY?!!?!?!? What are you
doing here.

GARY
SYNERGY! S-Y-N-E-R-G-Y! Sometimes
you just wanna smack people!

ROB
I know! Now if you dont mind I've
got a zombie machine to shut
down.

CUT TO:

Rob and Audrey standing in front of the "Zombie Machine".

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: Rob pushing the giant off button.

CUT TO:

EXT. PARK - DAY

A group of walking zombies just stop walking and fall down.

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE THE CHIEF'S HOUSE - DAY

Rob is leaning against his car, Audrey leaning agaist him.

AUDREY
God I love you. And how you save
the world.

ROB
Me too.

The house explodes in the background.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP: Rob putting on his sunglasses.

ROB
I'm getting to old for this.

FADE OUT.
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Old 05-14-2009, 09:41 AM   #2
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Great stuff! Nice dialogue and good pacing. For reasons best known to the mental health profession, the “Living Dead” films are one of my favourite genres. My only question would be this: if they’re going to come back to life why do they fucking bury them? Just leave them where they drop. Think of the funeral expenses you’d save. More then enough to buy yourself a decent arsenal when they get up again.
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