Pinky is a film that I wrote to get consent to take Film II at UT Austin. I had it fully story-boarded and item-listed before the first class day. Needless to say, I recommend this practice to everyone. It is my masterpiece. I love this thing.
I got this 5 minute film conformed and I have a nice-ass release print. It cost about $2500 to do. I also got suckered into paying for shitty timing from Foto Kem, but I had to take it... because Conservative Christians at Yale labs threatened to burn my negatives for including an execution scene. Later I got suckered into paying for a low-contrast Beta-SP master that I dubbed onto 5-minute VHS copies. I have a capture from this third gen to DivX avi and you can watch it here.
People ask, "Why did you do this? Serial killers are old news." Well, yes; but in this case, someone showed me an Article from Richardson Daily News. The killer's photo could have been taken of me five minutes ago. How weird is it to find a clone? Seriously... my mom was upset! I had to talk to her for an hour to convince her it wasn't me and that I didn't plan on going to jail ever.
I kept reading the article and I noticed a few discrepancies in it. This film script deals with what might fill in these holes.
I wish I had been smart enough to take pictures on my first film. There are no production still photographs. I offer you my storyboards instead:
CAST + CREW:
- GARY - Gary Price
- ROBERT - Craig Davis
- COLLETTE - Shannon Leigh
- Camera - Justin Lincoln
- Sound - Tony Brummer
- Electric - Eric Gerzymich
1. EXT. FRONTAGE ROAD - NIGHT DOLLY POV of car approaching another car stopped on the shoulder of a highway frontage road. Slows and stops behind the car. Handheld POV of Robert, who gets out of the car and walks forward.
Looks like another one. I think he might already be dead. He's slumped over the wheel. |
Enter COLLETTE, a UTD grad student. She's spooky- all black clothes- pouty looking.
Baby, Let's go. I'm hungry. We can get him later if he's dead. |
(hawk-like takes note of her and pauses) No. I want to SEE first. |
Robert approaches the car, raps on the window and then opens the door. GARY looks up, in a daze. He is a disheveled looking business man in a suit.
Have you come, my bounty hunters? |
Do you realize that I'm a serial killer? |
Yes. You look just like everybody else. (giggles hysterically) |
You aren't even going to fight are you? |
Gary, unaffected, is slowly shaking his head and grinning. In pantomime- He pulls right hand from pocket and points his finger like a gun at Robert. Long awkward tension.
Why should I? |
Robert, nervous and bewildered, pulls out a 'sap' and coldcocks Gary. Longshot of Robert dragging Gary prone from his car. OS hear Colette shout triumphantly and laugh
2. INT. MOVING CAR - NIGHT: ECU Gary's eyes then pull back to entire face. He is tied and bound inside on the back seat. He takes a long look around
Hey, hey. Look who's awake! |
Yeah. Where's your girlfriend? Why am I still alive? |
Collette's my wife. |
Oh yeah? Congratulations. How long have you been married? |
About six months now. She's driving your car. |
What? |
She's driving your car and following us. I decided to steal your car. I also decided to keep the Manhurin .380 that I found under the bible on your passenger seat. (holds up the gun) |
Oh. (pause) Y'know, you're pretty lucky for to have found a woman who understands your vocation. My wife left me. I was a workaholic. |
So that's it, huh? You were going to kill yourself because you were lonely? |
Well, partially. I've been divorced for years. Three days ago, I was forced to retire. Now I have nothing. |
Why didn't you defend yourself? You're the only one who's ever had a gun! |
What do you mean? You've come across others like me? |
Yeah. All the time. Collette and I drive around til we see cars sitting off the side of the road and we loot the bodies. It's put Colette through grad school. |
Shit. I'll be damned. Colette's in grad school? |
Yep. She got a bachelor's degree in Psychology and then she couldn't get a job. She was depressed and I found her sitting in a car just like you. |
C'mon... you're shitting me. |
No really. She was at UTD. |
Oh, okay. |
Yeah, she was the only one who has ever had a gun besides you. Most of ours tend to use pills. Anyway, she flipped out and shot me when I came to her window. She was sorry. I wasn't mad. It kind of reminded me of my mom. Anyhow, she and I got coffee. I passed out from loss of blood and woke up in love. After that I cut her in on my, uh, work- and it put her back in grad school. She's going to grad school for Human Development. She might do her thesis on me. |
3. EXT. HEALTH CLUB - NIGHT Robert is pushing Gary along around the back of a health club. Colette comes running up and hugs Robert.
Hey Baby. This is Gary. He's an insurance man. |
Pleased to meet you. |
Pleased to meet you. It's probably lucky we got to you before you killed yourself. |
What do you mean? |
Well, if you killed yourself there wouldn't be any money left for your kids. That's how I justify what we do. It's probably like a public service. That's how both Robert and my parents went- suicide - and nothing left for us. |
No, I killed my mother. |
Right. But you made it look like a suicide- That's why you're so broke. And that's why you started taking pinkies. |
Taking Pinkies? Why? |
Well, they are cool trophies. Besides it helps cement the fact that it was a murder and if I ever get caught they'll know which ones are mine. |
Oh, I see. |
Robert pulls out the .380 and shoots Gary. He kneels over the body and lifts the arm to saw off the pinky finger. He plants the knife in Gary's ribs for a second while he puts the finger into his pocket. He pulls the knife out, stands and walks off screen. The camera stays on Gary. Cut to black-
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