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Boi Meets Grl - A Vampire Screenplay
Boi Meets Grl - A Vampire Screenplay
Boi Meets Grl - A Vampire Screenplay
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The centuries-old, lovesick vampire Count Wildheim donates some vintage clothing to a charity. His servants leave an item of the Count's in a pocket: a necklace his long dead lover Catherine gave him. He wants it back at any cost and sends his vampires on a killing rampage to retrieve it, into the Goth club scene of Montreal, where two club kids are falling in love. Who will stop the vampires?

A feature-length screenplay.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 20, 2015
ISBN9781516338023
Boi Meets Grl - A Vampire Screenplay
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David Sloma

A writer, artist, storyteller, renaissance man, and seeker.

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    Boi Meets Grl - A Vampire Screenplay - David Sloma

    BOI MEETS GRL

    by

    David Sloma

    ©2009-2011 David Sloma. All Rights Reserved.

    Registered with the Writer's Guild.

    Published by Web of Life Solutions in December 2011.

    This draft updated Feb 1, 2013.

    www.WebofLifeSolutions.com

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    ~~~

    For Béla Lugosi (1882~1956)

    ~~~

    FADE IN:

    EXT. MANSION - DAY

    An elegant mansion sits stately on a green

    hill, amongst nearly barren trees losing their

    golden leaves for the Autumn.

    SUPER: Suburbs of Montreal, present day

    A van marked Melboune Charity pulls up to

    the gate. The DRIVER rolls down his window and

    tries to push the button on the intercom, but

    he's too far away.

    DRIVER

    Dammit!

    He gets out of the truck and jabs the button.

    It CHIMES. A few moments pass. The driver

    lights a cigarette. THE INTERCOM CLICKS ON.

    VOICE FROM INTERCOM

    (snake-like,

    hisses)

    Yesss?

    DRIVER

    Melbourne Charity.

    I'm here to pick up

    your donated items.

    VOICE FROM INTERCOM

    Ah, please come in.

    THE INTERCOM BUZZES. The gate swings open.

    The driver gets back in the truck and drives

    up the long, winding driveway to the front

    door of the estate.

    EXT. FRONT DOOR OF MANSION - CONTINUING

    The driver parks and hops out. The door creaks

    open and a figure in black, with pale white

    skin, seems to float out from the darkness

    within. This is VALIC, 20's, the voice from

    the intercom. He looks young, but it's hard to

    tell his age.

    VALIC

    Hello.

    DRIVER

    Ah! You scared me!

    VALIC

    So very sorry.

    (beat)

    Here you are.

    Valic hands over a garbage bag overflowing

    with old clothes.

    DRIVER

    Uh, thanks.

    VALIC

    Don't mention it.

    Valic preens his slicked back hair, making

    sure none of it is out of place. He sticks to

    the shadows, avoiding the sunlight.

    The driver opens the back of the truck and

    tosses the bag inside, then writes up a

    receipt and hands it to Valic, who takes it in

    his very pale fingers.

    DRIVER

    There ya go.

    VALIC

    Thank you. Master

    will be pleased.

    DRIVER

    (sarcastic)

    Ya, I bet.

    The driver gets in and drives off.

    DRIVER

    (to himself)

    Weirdo.

    Valic pulls the heavy door behind him,

    disappearing inside.

    EXT. MANSION - CONTINUING

    The truck exits the gates.

    INT. TRUCK - CONTINUING

    The bag bumps on the floor of the truck. A

    military style antique jacket falls out, along

    with some other old clothes.

    FALLING FROM THE POCKET OF THE MILITARY JACKET

    something catches the light - a black pearl

    necklace. The pearls are very large, and have

    metal holders attached, on a heavy silver

    chain, on the bottom of which is a badge, or

    family crest, made of very old metal.

    THE DRIVER TURNS ON THE RADIO, BUT IT STOPS

    WORKING. He bangs it.

    DRIVER

    What the hell?

    The driver starts to sweat and turns up the

    air conditioning. He fiddles with the controls

    but it's no good.

    DRIVER

    Piece of crap!

    (looks at

    mansion)

    Spooky place is

    probably cursed!

    He rolls down the window and drives on.

    The sun moves across the sky in fast-forward

    and then sets.

    INT. MANSION - NIGHT

    Victorian furnishings sprawl through the

    hallway covered with rich carpeting,

    paintings, sculptures, suits of armor and

    chandeliers.

    INT. MANSION LIBRARY - CONTINUING

    A fireplace burns brightly. Books line the

    walls, and candles casts their light upon

    COUNT WILDHEIM, 50's, but ageless, the head

    vampire, dressed in black, tall, silver

    haired, older, but strong and menacing.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    Valic! Where is the

    necklace?

    Valic swoops into the room carrying a silver

    tray.

    VALIC

    Yes, master? You

    called?

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    Where is the pearl

    necklace?

    VALIC

    Which necklace,

    master? You have so

    many.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    The one from

    Catherine.

    Another vampire BAHUCK, 20's, comes into the

    room. He looks like Valic, with the same pale

    skin, slicked down black hair, and black

    clothes. They could be twins, and perhaps they

    are.

    Bahuck finds a necklace on a table and offers

    it.

    BAHUCK

    This one, master?

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    No, no! The black

    pearls! The necklace

    Catherine gave me!

    Bahuck bows and puts the necklace back.

    BAHUCK

    Ok. Sorry, master.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    I had it the other

    day. Find it!

    The Count lifts the cushions on the chairs,

    searching. Bahuck starts to look as well.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    Who was that at the

    door this morning?

    Valic pours the Count a thick red drink from a

    crystal decanter.

    VALIC

    That was a charity,

    master. I got rid of

    some of the old

    things like you

    wanted.

    The Count freezes, turns to Valic with a razor

    sharp stare.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    I don't suppose you

    might have included

    Catherine's necklace

    in there, did you?

    VALIC

    (swallows hard)

    I-I don't think so,

    master. I thought

    you wanted some

    space made in here?

    Get rid of some old

    things that were

    hardly used anymore?

    Like you said?

    The Count pats down his pockets, looking.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    Did you check the

    pockets before you

    gave those things

    away?

    (fuming mad)

    I said to ask me

    before you put

    anything out!

    (beat)

    Lady Catherine...the

    last woman I ever

    dared to love.

    He walks over to a painting of a beautiful

    young woman from hundreds of years ago, with

    long, striking white hair. Catherine. He

    touches the painting that says "Lady

    Catherine" on a metal plate at the bottom.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    Oh my dear, dear

    love...

    The Count's penetrating eyes move to watch his

    two slaves, their pale, thin bodies barely

    hold up the black suits they wear, slicked

    black hair shining in the firelight.

    The Count raises his hand at them as his mouth

    twists in a furious grimace.

    His shadow seem to grow longer, the servants

    look smaller; the Count looms.

    VALIC

    Master, please,

    no...

    BAHUCK

    No, master! I beg

    you!

    The Count raises his hand higher. The servants

    convulse in pain.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    I have rid myself of

    displeasing servants

    before. I can do it

    again.

    They fall to their knees.

    COUNT WILDHEIM

    That necklace is

    very special to me.

    Irreplaceable! Go

    and find it!

    (beat)

    And, no feeding! You

    have drawn enough

    attention to my

    estate as it is. Do

    you understand?

    He lowers his hand and they are released from

    his control.

    VALIC

    Yes, master. We will

    obey.

    The servants stand, then bow and turn to

    leave, seeming to

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