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Posted by Job O Brother, April 6, 2007 12:02am | Post a Comment

               INT. AMOEBA MUSIC - DAY

               JOB, (early 30's) stands behind the information desk in the
               Jazz Room.

               He is removing CD's from their theft-thwarting, plastic
               keepers and organizing them in small piles.

               His motions are swift and calculated.

               He sniffles. He's about to sneeze.

               Suddenly, a GIANT of a man (over 7 feet tall), stands in
               front of the desk.

               Job looks up into the Giant's huge, green eyes and sneezes.

                                   JOB
                         Ah-CHOO!

                                   GIANT
                         Do you work here?

Pennies From Heaven

Posted by Job O Brother, April 5, 2007 11:17am | Post a Comment


               INT. CORPORATE OFFICE - DAWN

               JEFF SMIT looks out the window of his penthouse office. The
               first amber glows of dawn pierce the horizon.

               He's deeply contemplative.

               A soft knock on the door.

               Startled, he turns.

                                   JEFF
                         Yes?

               Door opens. It is FELIPE, a night janitor. He is holding a
               bucket.

                                   FELIPE
                         Mr. Smit?

                                   JEFF
                         You all done, Felipe?
                             (Felipe nods)
                         Thank you.

Stonewall

Posted by Job O Brother, April 2, 2007 07:52pm | Post a Comment
               EXT. PALM DESERT HOUSE - DAY

               TOM, early 30's, fit, exits the house from a sliding glass
               door to the backyard swimming pool. He wears swimming trunks
               and a T-shirt that reads "ABOUT TO BE TOSSED".

               He removes shirt and walks on to the diving board.

               He dives in.

               I/E. POOL - CONTINUOUS

               UNDERWATER SHOT.

               Tom swims down, down, down.

               He keeps swimming downwards; the pool is impossibly deep and
               he never reaches bottom.

               He suddenly stops; looks concerned.

               He looks up.

               SHOT OF WATER'S SURFACE, VERY FAR AWAY.

               The last bubbles of breath escape his mouth.

Big

Posted by Job O Brother, March 28, 2007 09:58am | Post a Comment

               INT. GREG'S OFFICE - DAY

               GREG, late 20's, sits in half-lotus position on his cluttered
               desk. He is wearing a button-up shirt and tie. His shoes are
               off.

               His eyes are closed. His thumbs and middle fingers, touching.
               He is meditating.

               We can hear the sounds of a bustling corporate world outside
               his office.

               Door opens. Enter LOUIS, pre-teen, overweight, nerdy. He is
               holding a cardboard drink carrier in which are four tall
               mochas. Balanced on top of this is a small paper bag.

               Louis closes the door behind him.

               Greg does not respond to Louis' entry; continues meditating.

               Louis stands still and watches Greg.

               Some time passes.

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