movie script

                                           Omni-comprehension: the contrary tales script

Scene 1:

jeremy: fuuuccccckkkkk!

Evan: im pretty sure that’s the price to pay for getting your ass handed to you. Now you look like a bitch.

Jeremy: “this headache…” FUCK! He went right for my face.

Jeremy: are the drinks here yet?

Evan: where the fuck are our drinks? HEY, YOU!
(the barkeeper walks up)
Barkeeper: sorry guys what did order again?

Jeremy: just 2 darks on the rocks
(barkeeper walks away)
Jeremy: my reputation is at sake now. Its on the internet, im definite

Evan: yeah its on the internet by now

Evan: but why the fuck do you care what the school thinks about you. You lost a fight so what?

Jeremy: I got 2 more years there, lest they remember me for having my ass wiped across the floor.

Evan: well that’s great. You want a tampon while you’re at it?

Jeremy: I’m going home
(Jeremy walks off and heads home)

scene 2:

(Two days later)

Jeremy wakes up the next morning. two days has passed. as he wakes up he is "somehow" healed fully from his wounds. he wakes up to get some breakfast. He picks up the phone

Jeremy: “this would go good with...” (a banana pops in his hand the cell phone was) a banana…
(jeremy is at school, he meets with evan)
Evan: Happy Wednesday!

Jeremy: salutations

Evan: I saw the video by the way online, its like he dragged you along the floor like a rag doll. He wouldn’t let you stand up, made you look like a clown ass fa…

Jeremy: shut the fuck up for a second, you wont believe what happened, (he pulls off his bandage). Its gone!

Evan: didn’t you have a frogger the size of europe on your forehead just 3 days ago?

Jeremy: I’m surprised to, just this morning a banana just randomly popped into my hand.

Evan: fuck does that have to do with anything?

Jeremy… I don’t know, it just popped into my hand.

Evan: you’re a fucking moron....

Jeremy: what do have for lunch there?

Evan: grilled sandwich.

Jeremy: lemme take a bite

Evan: you just ate breakfast

Evan: fuck… fine a small one though

Jeremy: what’s in this?

Evan: why the fuck do you care? good shit.

Jeremy: sorry I asked (Jeremy drops the sandwich making a mess over the floor)

Evan: Fuckin’…..A!

(as Jeremy reaches to cleans it up, the contents of the sandwich pops back to its whole original contents. Turkey, eggs, whole Swiss cheese, bag of flour, jar of mayo).
Evan: what the fuck did you do to my sandwich. Its like starting all over again. How the fuck did you do that?

Jeremy: I dunno. Anyway why are you complaining? You got the ingredients right there

Evan: fucking… moron. Now I got to buy cafeteria food.

Scene ???:

the unknown man walks into the office and puts all his stuff down. he goes to the computer and opens his word document project, but as he inspects the paper, there are edits that havent been made by him.lines that were add to the script that wasnt his own doing. he ponders upon this but due to his dilatory nature, he leaves it as it is.

Scene 3:

Jeremy: “the sandwich”, “the banana”, THE…..

Evan: THE what? What the fuck is your problem, the banana story? (sigh) if your possessed by a demon… you can tell me ya know.

Jeremy: Stop being stupid

[Flash back]

Jeremy talks about the day ever since he went to the bar with his friend, he dealt with intense migraines on the way home, and his head was "nearly pounding". he made an appointment for the doctor the next, sacrificing a day and a half of school. he goes to the doctor, asks:

Jeremy: so whats the deal doc

Doctor ‘weird warped voice’: well it doesn’t look to bad nor good to be precise, a tiny hair fissure in your skull. Recommend you take these. Pop these pain killers and if you still feel anything come back in a week for surgery. Recommended you don’t go over the limit though

(Jeremy is found binging on the pills after being told not to)

[flashback end]
Jeremy: maybe something popped in my brain.

Evan: try it now

Jeremy: wha…

Evan: your so-called omni-comprehension.

Jeremy: what the hell is that?

Evan: the way I look at it, maybe you can do cool shit. Like whatever the fuck you want. I’m jus sayin’. You could be god, or Jesus, or chuck Norris….

Jeremy: how the hell do you know…?

Evan: I’m jus saying…

Jeremy: to be chuck Norris would be nice…

Jeremy: ok…. Uh..close your eyes and concentrate hard

(as evan closes his eyes he sees pitch black, but then images a nuclear explosion appears in his mind. He jumps out is seat )

Jeremy: I’m guessing you liked the explosion

Evan: your a sick bastard.

Jeremy: check you milk carton

(evan takes a look at his drink and slams it down on the table)

Evan: you’re a sick fuck you know that

Jeremy: I got a job interview today.
Evan: what kind?

Jeremy: dunno, some stupid temp job I think. My friend from Newport hooked me up with an interview. I really don’t want it.

Evan: why waste it? Give it to me.

Jeremy: this is a temp job. Knowing you wouldn’t take it seriously

Evan: this is true…

(the next day, jeremy and evan meet before Jeremy leaves for his job interview. Evan questions his new found powers and what he does with it)

Evan: I recommend global invasion or some shit. You know like a hostile takeover, reigning in a new world order of some epic shit. Then just keep me on the side and give me money and a quarter of Eurasia. That would be great. I can see it now

Jeremy: I’m not into globalization. But hey, at least your thinking, that’s a good thing.

Evan: {sarcastic chuckle}

Jeremy: hey check this out for a sec. I learned how to do this last night.

[at his comical dispense Jeremy test his ability by distorting space time.a random sequence of events take place such as the sky turning green, turning Evan into a rabbit, and so-fourth]

Evan rabbit form: you really are terrible at this you know

(Jeremy turns Evan back to normal, but then suddenly Jeremy gets a message)

Jeremy: hold on…its coming…

(a man dashes down a street handing the character an envelope saying its a message.)

Jeremy: thank you good sir

(the message man dashes off,)

(Jeremy opens the letter and it says that he has a package waiting for him at the post office)

Evan: was that fucking necessary?

Jeremy: how else am I supposed to get messages?
(as the train arrives Jeremy leaves for the job interview)

scene ???:

the unknown man and has associate sit in the coffee shop pondering about the his experience last night after the character in his essay experimentation with his ability's and how it effected him, the unknown man ,unwilling at the same time. He describes the events as dealing out a million scratches at once, how everything was and tasted like a graphite pencil, and green, and the never ending "blue, red and green. Like a nonstop rave". his associate wonders if it was lucid dreaming? He tells his associate about how it was day time at 12:00 midnight. How the sun was bright and puts emphasis on how it was bright outside at 12 Am. he links how this reminds him of this new paragraph he wrote in the script. And the new non-sequitary plot change after the paragraph before that he didn’t write. The writer questions his friend and tells him "i think my story is coming to life". Pointing out that the script itself makes general additions and changes in direction without him typing or him working on it himself. His friend tells him that he should check out psychoanalytic therapist about this...

Scene 4:
(jeremy is in the middle of the interview with the manager looking at his resume)
Interviewer: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… huh..
Jeremy: well…

Interviewer: 8 years of space paranoids experience, computer hacking, and 2 years of java…coffee making skills...

Interviewer: this resume is so abysmal. How do I know truly if you are right for the position. How do I know your not just telling me what I want to hear?

Jeremy: just to show that I’m serious… I just took your watch

Interviewer: huh………

Jeremy: that’s I nice phone you have in your pocket, well…had in your pocket..
Interviewer: yea……go figure

Interviewer: would you care for some water, from the cooler?

Jeremy: no thanks. Your coffee did the trick.

(the interviewer lifts up his cup and finds it empty)

Interviewer: you drank my coffee just now?

Jeremy: yeah, I’m also eating your lunch too. Pretty good stuff

Interviewer: yeah…
(awkward silence)

Jeremy: so did you come to a conclusion?

Interviewer: pretty quick with your hands I see?

Jeremy: meh, I just like wearing your vest…

Jeremy: and looking through you wallet too.
(more awkward silence)
Jeremy: so can I have the job now?

Interviewer: no. in fact I want you to leave…now.

Jeremy: is this because I put makeup on your face?

(he wipes his face)
Interviewer: I’m calling security

Jeremy: don’t bother there already here

(two personal pop out of nowhere behind the interviewer)

Scene 5:

Evan: how the interview go?

Jeremy: great actually.

Evan: you got the job?

Jeremy: no, I scared the living shit out of him actually. Played mind games with him.

Evan: guessing you used your chuck Norris powers on him.

Jeremy: yeah. Today was truly a day of comical proportions.

Jeremy: though about you “new world order” idea. I’m gonna start be anhilating all cats.

Evan: why cats?

Jeremy: never liked them. Dreamt of choking my next door neighbors cat actually. But I digress, my plan being: for every time I sneeze, a feline turns into a random veggie. I’m going to start this affective immediately, first by developing a cold.

Evan: that is so fucking stupid. I could think of so many better things right now

Jeremy: you could but can you do it…? Didn’t think so.

Scene ???:
the unknown man quickly takes note of Jeremy’s actions whereabouts and plans via the latest script edit. he realizes his mistake and has a "well this tears it" moment. He questions the existence of the character in his story causing the edits in his essay and the events that had occurred to the unknown man days before, if his calculations to what he thinks are true. If his story is true to life, why doesn’t he see how he can affect the personal outcome? Maybe the story is sequitary to reality. If so the man plots for the future, how to face on this dilemma and its true manifesto, if it exists. From this point on whatever happens the next day proves the entire unknown mans presumptions.

Scene 6:

(a new day. Jeremy finds himself in bed just too only bed woken up by the same message man, alerting him about a message)
Jeremy: what the fuck…

(Jeremy is walking up the unknown street, up to the unknown house, up to the unknown man who is sitting on the stoop of the house.)
Jeremy: I got your message.

The unknown man: hmmm…

Jeremy: I don’t know who you are, or how you through my message man but…

The unknown man: best we talk inside. Got a minute?

Jeremy: I do now

(the two are upstairs in the living room)

The unknown man: I apologize for any inconvience, my name is Kerr Dempsey. I’m a writer of some sorts. My main interest is the surreal and vast imaginary yonder that is within the lines of text, but truly I’m a real kind of guy searching for human traits.
{from here on out the unknown man will be referred to as Kerr Dempsey}

Kerr: would you like a drink?

Kerr: I believe maybe, just maybe the radical theory of fiction and reality coexisting on the same tangent. four reasons: My paper for school.

Jeremy: I know I said I had time to kill but what does this have to do with any..

Kerr: I would advise if you wouldn’t interrupt. Thank you

Kerr: you… received the message this morning, to come here.

Kerr: reason two: do you know what an acid trip is like? I didn’t. just until a couple of days ago.
Jeremy: so you got high, congrats

Kerr: it wasn’t a high, something out of the ordinary. Far from a high, way past hallucination.

Jeremy: one who doesn’t know a high can’t say…

Kerr: I don’t want to ask you again about interrupting. Thank you

Jeremy: WHERE IS THIS GOING? REALLY?

Kerr: read this…

Jeremy: fuck is that?

Kerr: outline, take a couple of seconds…

(as through skimming through the packet he reads the paragraph. Every single line has all the things Jeremy has done, verbatim. Narration in the second person, every day since the moment of the fight, down to the moment where he reads the packet.)
Jeremy: what the fuck is shit man... you fucking stalking me man?

Kerr: your reaction…

Jeremy: what the fuck is this man? Every single thing right there on that sheet. WHAT THE FUCK!?

Kerr: its my essay…for school. At least it was

Jeremy: this is how you get your sick ass kicks. Stalking people writing about there lives? What kind of writer are you?

Kerr: your powers…

Jeremy: !

Kerr: how they came to manifest. Omni-comprehension: the ability to own and control the universe. That was the power I gave the main character for the story, “so called your life”. Right after me typing the main paragraph things went awry. You started doing things I never typed. Every time I would closed the document things would be added, changed or gone altogether.

Jeremy: your… bullshitting…its.. its not true. YOUR FULL OF SHIT, YOUR NOTHING!

(kerr throws a carrot on the table)
Jeremy: fuck that all about? Your about to make me a salad or something?

(Kerr explains what was in the document. "every time i sneeze a cat turns into a random vegetable, its part of my new world order plan". sadly to say this is towards Kerr's chagrin.)

Kerr: shuffles was a beautiful cat

Kerr: funny thing is I didn’t even plan on writing half the shit in there
(kerr picks up another paper in his folder and hands it to jeremy)

Kerr : here is that rough draft outline.

(jeremy reads the first draft and differentiates)

Kerr: to solve this dilemma. It’s so easy to rip up the paper but the main copy will always remain digitized. Its real simple to delete the main copy on the flash drive. But knowing this affects me and you and the basic balance of things. In which I have just made a huge mess off right now.

Kerr: there is no real negotiation. You need to die. But good news

Kerr: here is an ultimatum: Either I just destroy my flash drive which may mean the ultimate demise of the universe? Or I just kill you with my bare hands, and act like you never even exsisted.

Jeremy: “im off this bitch”

Kerr: don’t bother. Your powers have been negated in the area. Using any aspect of your ability wont work here. If you read the last edit.

(he tries to grab the flash drive but, Kerr gets to him first)

Kerr: not very smart…

Scene 7:

(the story begins to unfold where the character decides to begins back from)

Kerr: be very scared, but don’t feel bad. I’m doing the world a favor now, by cleaning up my own mess and exterminating you. The universe doesn’t have to suffer by giving you powers to being with

(as he prepares to swing the blades. Jeremy kicks kerr in the shins and makes for the paper rips out the last edit the same one that negated his power. Kerr brandishes the blade, a swing and a miss. Jeremy goes for his flash drive. He turns the two blades into a wooden stick and cardboard tube. Jeremy punches him in the forehead and teleports out of the house. As Jeremy walks away supposedly victorious he collapse on the ground writhing in pain. He looks back and questions why it was happening. Two reasons: 1. the drink that was offered to him. Two. The flash drive that jeremy took was a fake, but the paper that contain the last edit that was able to give him his powers back just until he left the house. Both characters lie on the respective ground ending both of them with a fatal yet ironic. Not much Kerr though, he just got KO’d)

Narrative: I guess you could say that I am talking from beyond the grave, or cosmos. In the end there was no real winner