What Happens Next? The Scene Mashup

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Hello,  Screenwriters and Readers alike!

So, I’m in a creative mood, right? Fingers dancin’ with the keyboard as the creativity flows through my Mt. Dew-fed veins.

Then it hits me.! A scene out of the blue. In my head. And it doesn’t tie into my current project. Where did this come from?

So I remind myself to always capture the moment.  I hastily open a new project in Final Draft and go to work in the Index cards layout. For the next 30-45 minutes I’m puking out a funny scene (read below) that could be used anywhere, but what’s interesting is the characters created themselves. All I had to do was ask them “What happens next?”

What starts out as a simple house delivery, turns into something more long-winded.

And I would love for my followers or readers to comment and help me determine “What Happen’s Next.” If I get a bunch of good ideas, you never know, this could be the next comedy. So all you prankster’s out there, this is the time to give me some funny ideas.

Right now, I’m capturing them in my Scene Mashup file.

Thank so much for reading,

JC Leach

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

EXT. HOUSE – DAY

A Flower delivery man walks up to the front door, rings the bell, waits.  A dog barks from inside the house.

INT./EXT. HOUSE – DAY

TAD MARKEL (40s), sporting extra tonnage. yells at the barking dog, scratches himself, as he shuffles in his slippers and soiled white undershirt to the front door.

He checks the peephole,. sees flowers hiding some guys face, opens the door

The DELIVERY GUY (20s), not his dream job, struggles to read the name on the tag.

DELIVERY GUY

“Delivery for Thad–de–us Markel?”

Tad grimaces at the guy who butchers his name.

TAD MARKEL

It’s Tad. Silent H and shorten it.

DELIVERY GUY

Mom must have been pissed at you, man.

TAD MARKEL

Does insulting my heritage cost extra? Cus’ you can keep that shit.

The Delivery Guy. shuts up, reads the delivery receipt.

DELIVERY GUY

Says you MUST read the gift card C-O-D. Says here sixty bucks and change. Delivery tip expected, but not included.

Delivery Guy hands over bouquet, Tad reads the attached note.

TAD MARKEL

“Happy Birthday, brother! I’ve been down on my luck at the Casino lately, but I just wanted to wish you the best today. Can you pay the delivery guy? I’ll get you back. — Tom.”

Tad is stunned, glances at the Delivery Guy, gets irate, rips off the card.

TAD MARKEL (CONT’D)

Sure he will.

(to Delivery guy)

Wait right here.

Tad backs up with the vase in his hand.

ALISHA MARKEL (O.C.)

Baby, who is it?

Tad turns and closes the door on the Delivery Guy’s face.

DELIVERY GUY

Dude, what about my sixty bucks and the tip?

TAD MARKEL (O.C.)

My brother sent flowers for my birthday.

ALISHA MARKEL (O.C.)

Aw.w How nice was that?

TAD MARKEL (O.C.)

C-O-D.

ALISHA MARKEL (O. C.)

C-O-D? Cash. You’re kidding, right? Is he–

ALISHA MARKEL (40s), a hot vixen, opens the front door to a confused Delivery Guy. Tad stands behind her unsure of what to do.

ALISHA MARKEL (CONT’D)

…crazy?

Alisha stares at the Delivery guy, examines the vase in Tad’s hands, makes a deduction.

ALISHA MARKEL (CONT’D)

Your brother Tom has some imagination. And a screw loose. Funny though, I’ll give him that. I’ll take these.

Alisha holds her laughter, smiles instead, revokes the vase, pats Tad’s chest, and locks eyes.

ALISHA MARKEL (CONT’D)

Making you pay C-O-D on your birthday? Classic dick move. When are you and Tom gonna stop this? Pay the man.

Head down, eyes closed in defeat, Tad cracks a wryly smile as he reaches back for his wallet.

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

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