Script It Out; A New Form of Therapy

I tried something new today with my therapist.  That's right. We occasionally meet for a Sunday coffee, sit on a park bench and make fun of people walking by.

We tried a new form of therapy today: Scripting it Out

Shrink: "If I were to ask you, what do you think of when I say marriage?, can you script it out?"

Kali: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Shrink: "I want you to write a script"

Kali: "I pay you, you're the one whose supposed to come up with a script of what I'm supposed to say."

Shrink: "Since you have a tendency to hurl hot coffee in the middle of a heated conversation with a loved one, I think this would be a wonderfully soothing exercise."

Kali: "An Aveno bath is soothing."

Shrink: "You like to write?"

Kali: :"I like to bitch?"

Shrink:  (handing me a pencil and paper).  "Try it..."

Kali: "What is this?"

Shrink: "Its a pencil, a writing instrument consisting of a thin stick of graphite. Write what comes to mind."

Kali: "Like a Public Service Announcement?"

Shrink: "If that's what you see marriage as." (insert creepy smile here)

This is what I wrote. 

EXT. CENTRAL PARK. TRAIL
Dressed in a wedding gown, a FRANTIC FEMALE runs through desolate wooded trails, hurling over fallen tree logs as she trudges up small hills.

EXT. CENTRAL PARK. FOUNTAIN
She trips through a park fountain, mouthfuls of water, gasping for air.  The killer is not far behind.

EXT. CENTRAL PARK. TRAIL
The KILLER is closing in. In a tiresome crawl, she struggles up a small hill but the killer closes in on her.  He grabs her ankle.  For the first time we see the killer is a handsome GROOM dressed in a starched tuxedo.  With a look of insanity, he holds up a noose in his hand and asks,

GROOM
Will you marry me?

CUT TO:

A GOLD WEDDING BAND falls against a BLACK SCREEN.  A woman's blood curdling scream is heard.  The gold ring hits the bottom, spins and stops.
A hangman's noose made of crude rope swings from each end of the screen.  The following words light up against the dark screen, Thinking abut tying the knot?  Think again.

FADE TO BLACK.

V.O. This has been a public service announcement.

 

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She thinks we need to double up on sessions.

Comments

[SoupNumber5]

I love the script! There must be a sequel. Or a prequel. I wrote a script a few years back. An indie script and takes place in once place. Needs rewrites I think. I think I will do that.

[chris lee]

That SUCKS. Where's the karate?

[Jerry Bruckheimer]

Hello..car chases..explosions..? chicks with big boobs?

[Martin Scorsese]

I don't see a part for Lenny DiCaprio yet...

[Steven Spielberg]

Where are the aliens?

[Spike Lee]

Where da brothahs in this movie?

[Roland Hulme]

You are a genius. That was the funniest thing I've read in bloody ages!

[Karl]

So what you're saying is, you want to marry me, right?

[chris lee]

Is this going to segue into a Spitzer post? Wonder what his wife is REALLY thinking..

[Joshua]

For reals though, who doesn't like a good PSA?