Lights,Camera,Cut! Script

Script for: Lights, Camera, Cut. Written by Chris Smith for Jumpshift Media
Opens up in a messy office with Paul, Ed and Chris sat around, having a meeting. Paul is looking at chris.
Paul: Hey I just met you. This is crazy. So heres my number. So call me maybe. (Hands chris a bit of paper)
[Camera is on chris who is sat there confused and a little wierded out]
Chris: Okay Paul, two things. One - this isn't your number, it's a scrap piece of paper with a pizza order on it. And
two, I wouldn't call you anyway. This is a JumpShift meeting to think of our first big video idea.
Ed: I'd give you a call, paul.
Paul: Thankyou Ed.
Chris: Guys! Come on, lets concentrate. We need to come up with something good.
Ed: How about we do a stickman animation? Yknow with pretty colours and stuff?
Chris: Too boring.
Paul: We could remake titanic, with like simon cowell and Angelina jolie starring in it!
Chris: No way! Our budget would never cover that! Acctually, Ed, you're the Financial Executive, how much do we
have in the budget.
Ed: Funny you should say that [slides note on table] 50 BILLION YUGOSLAVIAN DAHRAS!
Chris: 50 BILLION?? Oh my...
Paul: How much is that worth Ed?
Ed: Bout a pound, give or take.
Chris: (Sarchastic) Fantastic. We have enough money to buy a couple of sherbert dips and a can of baked beans!
Ed: Chill brother! Just calm down!
Chris: (Shouting) YOU FUCKING CALM DOWN!!
[Ed and paul look startled. Slowly, Paul pulls out a gun from down below]
Paul: We could do something with this?...
[Chris raises eyebrow, scene fades out. Alphabeat by David Guetta plays at 0.25]

0:25 - 0:34
Title fades in, and so does the opening image of the house this is shot in.
0.35 -
Shot of chris suited up, (James bond style) acting cool and cocking his gun. He then whispers down the phone "im in"

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He creeps out the door, checking the surrounding doorways, before he makes it down the stairs. Slyly moving into
the living room, he picks up a documents folder. He then whispers down the phone again "got it!" as he jogs back
out of the living room. Paul is standing there, in a fighting pose. He smirks
Paul: Where are you going with that?
Chris: We know who you are mr. jones, and these are going right back to MI6, so we can have you arrested
Paul: Oh alright then, it was my time to get caught anyway. Go on, you can take them.
The background music stops and the frame comes out of cinematic action mode.
Chris: Paul! What are you doing? You're meant to go out with a fight! What kind of action movie is this?
Paul: Oh, okay then.
Chris: Ready? Action!
The frame is back in action mode and music starts again
Paul: Its funny you should try, agent smith. You seem to have forgotton who you were dealing with.
Paul suddenly grabs the gun that is pointed at him, pushes it to the side, and smacks chris in the head. Chris
stumbles back, and the documents are ripped out his hands.
Paul: See you later, alligator.
Paul makes a run for the back door, and disappears out of sight. Chris follows him, emerging from the house,where
paul (hiding by the wall) springs out and grabs the gun. He then throws it on the floor.
Paul: How about we settle this like men? (Nods towards the lawn)
Chris: Very well, a fight to the death it is.
Paul does a war cry, and leaps onto the grass, doing several impressive flips, and then finishing in a stand off
position, facing back the way he came. Suddenly he gets shot through the head, as chris is standing by the gun on
the floor.
Chris: that's what I thought, bitch.
The background music stops and the frame comes out of cinematic action mode.
Ed (Behind the camera): Oh shit dude, that was actually loaded!
Chris: I thought it was just a prop gun! Why the hell would he give me a loaded one?
Ed: Here, I know first aid, hold the camera.
Chris: I can't im holding the gun! It might go off again
Ed: Lets swap then!
The camera moves from ed to chris. Ed rushes over to paul and lays the gun next to him. Ed checks for breathing.
Ed: Oh shit, hes not breathing.
Chris: Do something then!
Ed starts thumping paul on the chest.

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Chris: Dude! That's not CPR! Cant you lot do anything right?
Ed: You know what chris? Im tired of your crap.
Ed picks up the gun, and shoots the camera. All goes dark
Chris: ow.
END

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