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FADE IN:
BEGIN TITLES
Long ago in post-modern America, Art and Music had an active
role in society. Civilians had ignored the dangers of these
practices for years.
Not long after, many began to realize what the Arts were doing to
their everyday lives. Creativity spawned several threatening
ideas such as individuality and uniqueness. These are known as
the Dark Times.
Art and music began to reveal how unique minds could encourage
rebellion and free will. Officials took action.
The first step was to take art, music, dancing, and acting out of
schools. Students had more time to focus on concrete ideas.
Removal of the Arts from school wasnt enough.
The Conformity Acts were signed to take these actions from
regular society. Dress codes were enforced along with the
discarding of all artwork and audio masterpieces. The universal
term for these plain citizens was accepted as the Blanks.
Unfortunately, not everyone was willing to conform. A few
civilians still strived to be creative and supported the arts.
Many were forced into submission or otherwise disposed of due to
their crimes against society, but a few still escaped our grasps.
There is one infamous group that has persistently remained
throughout the years. They call themselvesThe Visionaries
RYDER: Close your mouth kid, you'll catch flies.(takes out some
paint from his pocket and swipes it on Sebastian's face) So, I'm
guessing you know about the revolution?(Ryder asks nonchalantly,
sitting back onto the bench)
SEBASTIAN: Well yeah everyone does.... Its basic history to know
the ignorance of it, and how the Corruption formed.
Ryder:(looks even more disgusted) Ill pretend I did not hear
what you just said. Anyway, us Visionaries are having a get
together... (looks at Sebastian with a face full of pride) Here.
(Ryders says pulling out a flyer and handing it over to
Sebastian)
Sebastian: Uhh. I thought you had to be... Musical or talented to
go to these? (Asks with a hushed voice)
Ryder: By the looks of your face there, i would say you have
SOME kind of talent Bass. (Says with an understanding smile)
(Sebastian sits there quiet with shock)
Ryder: Its okay kid, i understand. Why don't you come check us
out and give us a shot. If you're not the least bit interested
you can leave, what do you say? (Sticks out a paint covered hand)
Sebastian: Ummm. Sure (hesitantly sticks out his hand to shake)
(Ryder then quickly hops up and turns to Sebastian, tossing a
guitar pick onto Sebastian's lap, and quickly turns to stride
down the road, guitar in hand. Sebastian sits mouth open and
suddenly stands up dizzily)
Random Stranger: What do you think youre doing!? You cant talk
like that around here! Do you want to end up in an asylum?
Sebastian: Im sorry maam I have to go good-bye (Shuffles
down the road, book tucked under his arm)
(fade to Sebastian walking in the doorway at his house)
Father: How was your day? (Asks suspiciously over a newspaper)
Sebastian: I just went to the park and read some of my book.The
assignment is due soon. (Sebastian speaks with no hesitation,
tiredly)
(Sebastian walks down the hall, turns to his locker, and opens
the locker, hard to open but works eventually)
Sebastian: What the- (Sebastian looks panickedly at the
decorations hanging in his locker) All about that bass?
(pronounces it like the instrument)
Ryder: (From behind the locker door) Actually, youre wrong. Its
all about that BASS, like the fish. I thought we went over this
already. (Rolls his eyes)
Sebastian: Right totally. (Bell rings) We should get to class(Sebastian turns around to see Ryder walking away from him to
class)
Ryder: Catch you later Bass!
Sebastian: (hesitates) ITS SEBASTIAN! (He sighs and walks the
opposite direction)
(turning into the classroom. Students are talking amongst
themselves in the room. Sebastian kicks Matthew in the leg.)
Matthew: Hey (turns to Sebastian) Did you finish the history
assignment?
Sebastian: (holds up a paper from his books) You bet. Finished
all three pages
Matthew: (shakes head) I only had time for two pages..
Mrs.James: (walks to front of room) Quiet down, class. (students
conversations slowly stop) Today we are learning about the Dark
Times. Who here can tell me about this event? (Matthew raises
hand) Yes?
Matthew: That was when self expression through the arts led to
chaos in society
Mrs.James: Very good. (Writes on black board Dark Times.) This
was a time before our government created the Conformity Act and
increased reforms to limit the use of creativity. Now, lets
review the main acts of creativity.
Whole class: (in unison) Music, art, acting.
Iris: That book was the first I've read from this collection.
(Gestures to the cases of books)
Iris: "Art is not, as the metaphysicians say, the manifestation
of some mysterious idea of beauty or God; it is not, as the
aesthetical physiologists say, a game in which man lets off his
excess of stored-up energy; it is not the expression of mans
emotions by external signs; it is not the production of pleasing
objects; and, above all, it is not pleasure; but it is a means of
union among men, joining them together in the same feelings, and
indispensable for the life and progress toward well-being of
individuals and of humanity." (She rattles it off without missing
a word from the 1st page)
Sebastian: Wow. I never thought of it that way.
(shot of the two looking through the books)
(fade)
Improv Scene!
Characters: Declan, Iris, Ryder, Sebastian, Ember, extras
Ryder: Okay!!! Well tonight's the night guys! The Night of the
Fanciful Cheeseballs! (Ryder throws his hands in the air)
(Everyone laughs and Sebastian spits out his drink)
Sebastian: (looks toward Ember) What??
Ember: Chillax, its what our snack night is, we found this LOAD
of cheeseballs on an outing! What we find is usually dedicated to
our night of goofiness. (gestures around the camp)
(Sebastian still looks confused)
Ember: We just take a food and name our talent night after it...
(Looks away from Sebastian)
(Declan walks over with Iris)
Declan: Hey guys!!! (Waves)
Ember: Are you guys doing a new scene tonight? (Faces toward
Declan)
Iris: Yup! Its going to be awesome!! But tonight were letting
you guys come up with a scene! (jumps up and down)
Ryder: Improv? Sounds epic! (walks toward the group, a smile on
his face)
Declan: Make them as unreasonable as possible! Just shout them
out when you want to change a scene (brings a box full of props
up the the stage and drops it)
Iris: Hey guys!! (yells to the crowd, everyone quiets down and
watches the stage) Tonight is improv! So Declan and i are going
to start it out and when youre ready for the scene to change,
just yell out ideas!!
(Declan and Iris pull props out of the box, Declan sits on a
chair)
(FIRST IMPROV TOPIC: blank parent and visionary child
)
(SECOND IMPROV TOPIC: A crazed girl is talking to her therapist
about her obsession with imaginary friends)
(THIRD IMPROV TOPIC: two elderly spies)
(FOURTH IMPROV TOPIC: criminal and normal person cuffed together)
(Clapping begins immediately after their performance)
(Winded Declan and Iris bow and walk off the stage)
Sebastian: Oh, thats nothing. just some dirt, I was playing some
rugby. (rubs away the remaining paint and turns back towards
Matt)
Matt: And dirt is suddenly blue? Sebastian, are you going to do
anything to get yourself in trouble? (asks with concern)
Sebastian: What? No, why would you think that. Does that really
sound like so mething i would do? (asks turning away while hiding
the crack in his voice)
Matt: Sebast- (is cut off by the sound of the door opening and
Sebastian father walking in)
Father: Sebastian? I didnt see you come in? Where were you?
(asks with a suspicious look on her face)
Matt: He was playing rugby sir, in the park. (says immediately
straightening up)
Father: Thank you Matthew. (looks slightly disappointed towards
Matt) Well it is time for dinner, lets go. (turns on his heel and
walks out of the room)
(They wait a few seconds)
Sebastian: Thank you, Matt? (looks to Matt with sad eyes)
Matt: Why? I was telling the truth. (he walks from the room)
Father: (sighs, walking back in when Matt has left) Oh,
Sebastian. Youre going to get yourself killed.
Sebastian: What are you talking aboutFather: You know very well what Im talking about. (pauses) I
know youre getting into this...rebellion thing (Sits on the bed
next next to Sebastian) Youve been acting different lately.
Sebastian: Yeah. So?
Father: (shakes head) Do you really want to end up like your
mother? Should that even be an question?
Sebastian: (hesitates) If its making a point, my death would be
worth it.
Father: (smashes his hand down on the desk) Dont say things like
that!
Sebastian: (shrugs) Im just tired of conformity.
Father: They have therapy groups for kids like you. Im sure I
could sign you upSebastian: No. Dad, you dont understand. Im trying to do
something...important for once.
Father: (laughs coldly) What, supporting art?
Sebastian: (cracks a grin) You dont understand. This life is
existing. Art makes you actually...live. (Places a hand on his
chest)
Father: (pauses for a minute) Tell that to your Mother. (stands
up to leave) I dont want you seeing these new friends of yours.
Sebastian: You cant stop me from doing that!
Father: (opens door to leave) Fine. But dont expect me to get
upset whenever you end up where all the creative people go (slams
door shut)
(Fade)
(fade into dining room. The father, Matthew, and Sebastian are
eating dinner at the table quietly)
Father: So, I heard you two got together to work on your projects
not long ago. Im sure it went well.
(sings, when done Sebastian looks toward his friends who stand
with mouths open, then the night is lit up with claps from
everyone)
Matt: Whooo!!! Go Se- (corrects himself) BASS!
(Camera shows Peter and Lynn clapping as well)
Ryder: Our next performer will be Bass and me
Sebastian: Wait...what?
Ryder: (shoves sheet music in his hands) Here, youll catch on
Sebastian: I cant sing on spot!
Ryder: Sure you can! (winks) Start the music!
(song? begins playing)
(Addy comes up to Sebastian as he walks away from the crowd)
Addy: As much as i dislike you, that performance was amazing, and
i know for a fact no traitor or snitch could put themselves that
much into their music than you just did. (gives a weak smile)
Sebastian: (sighs heavily) My mother used to tell me all the time
that music was in our veins, that our family was capable of
talent that not even we could understand. She was sent to that
institute because of MY love for music, i was FIVE. I asked her
to sing me to sleep that night because she hadnt done so in a
while.. (pauses and tries to steady his breathing) i begged her
to sing until she finally agreed and then- i remember it so
clearly- there was the sound of running feet on our stairs and my
door flew open, those stupid guards came in and yanked her away
from me. What got me more than my mom being taken from me was
the fact that it was my father that had called her in (lets out
a breath)
(there is a long stretch of silence, when Addy breaks in)
Addy: Hm. That must have been rough. We must learn young though.
(turns toward Sebastian)
Sebastian: Learn what? (looks up to Addy to see her eyes a little
less guarded)
Sebastian: She was young! All she wanted was to put something
good in the world.
Father: (shrugs) I dont know what to tell you, Sebastian.
Sebastian: (puts his hands in his pockets. Widens eyes, pulling
something out of his pocket. He finds a beautiful sketch signed
by Iris.) She drew this for Matthew
Father: Its.beautiful. (Sighs and stands)
Sebastian: (tear falls down his cheek) I know you dont think any
of this is worth while, but I do, and so do all the Visionaries.
They would give up their lives to make sure there is beauty in
this dull world.
Father: Sebastian...I think theres something you need to be
told.
Sebastian: (folds up drawing) And that is?
Father: (pulls over chair to sit) You may think Im opposed to
this...art stuff. I am...but I wasnt always.
Sebastian: (looks at father, confused) Come again?
Father: I was a Visionary, we weren't called that at the time
though.
Sebastian: Seriously?
Father: (nods head) I was the best painter they had. You name it,
I could paint it. While I was there, I met the most breath-taking
singer. Id sit there and paint her while she would perform. Her
eyes were so alive when she sang. (looks up trying to keep tears
down)
Sebastian: Mom?
Father: Yeah, her. ( gives a bittersweet grin) We had the
grandest of times. But...one day something went wrong. The police
raided our hide out, which changes year by year so that Ive
heard. They shot us down, left and right, burning all my artworks
and the instruments. The only way Elizabeth and I survived was
by lying dead with the others. Once the officials were gone,
Your Mother and I ran away. But ever since that day, I swore Id
never have anything to do with art ever again.
(FADE)
(Come to Sebastian with his mother, planning and writing things
down)
Father: So, you guys are planning to hit the big Founders Gala?
Do i have to explain how bad of an idea this is Sebastian?
Sebastian: Dad, you don't understand I have to do this! (Raises
his voice a little)
Father: No, this is not just going to be an "I" thing Sebastian,
you are risking all of the Visionaries with you!! I know you
don't think the Officials can do anything about this but they
can! They will stop at nothing to silence the Visionaries! I've
been there Sebastian, i've seen the consequences!!!! (His mother
yells with a tenacity )
Sebastian: I know, Mom, and i an sorry for what happened but
we've learned, we can make them see! (Sebastians voice sounds
tired and weak)
Father: Sebastian, i've lost my friends, i've lost my love, and i
am not ready or willing to lose my son. (Looks at sebastian with
his head in his hand)
Sebastian: Dad, i know its hard to watch me do this, but i really
need to do this; for me, for my friends... For mom. (Looks from
his father to the ground, fiddling with his hands)
mother: I was afraid you would say that. Which is why- (takes a
deep breath) -i am going to help you.
(Fade)
(show Addy and Sebastian on the back porch of his house)
Addy: Well, I better go. See you tomorrow
Sebastian: see you tomorrow
(Addy walks off)
(fade)
Scene 13: Second planning period
Addy: (walks beside Ryder) Reggie, you have paint on your face
still (tries to wipe it off)
Ryder: Agh! Stop it (tries to swat her away)
(the two argue with each other)
Sebastian: Stop it! We need to be serious
Ryder: (crosses eyes and makes a ridiculous face) Like this?
Addy: (elbows Ryder in the stomach) Hes right
(Visionaries walk in silence, approaching the gathering)
Announcer: Everyone, please take your seats! Well be starting
soon.
(Addy, Ryder, and Sebastian part ways)
(They glance around to all main visionaries to give the signal to
keep alert)
Sebastian: Be ready, youre our back-up. (Nudges his mother)
mother: I understand. (Sebastian goes to stand up, his mother
grabs his arm) Just do me one favor? Do not get hurt. (They
exchange a few glances)
Sebastian: I know Mom i promise. (Walks to his spot)
Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, we sit here today as one. We are
the reason our society thrives. Today marks the 40th anniversary
of the signing of our Conformity Act, so today in celebration, I
am here to talk to you about the benefits of Conformity.
(Zoom out to have Ryder, Sebastian, Addy, and a few select people
nod to each other)
Announcer: Without this act, we would be a broken down, power
hungry country. Conformity, brought to us; equality, normalcy,
and sanity to heal us, to save us. All forms of music, art,
dance, acting, and creativity had only plagued the minds of our
past citizens. The removal of art began in the school systems.
Budgets were slashed and the classes were dropped. Money was then
put towards more important matters. Kids soon began to run a more
boring life, thus leading to success. Their rebellious pleasures
in the arts were removed to help them mature even sooner. Once
conformity was created all over, everyone soon became one.
Individuality is was tears our society to ruins. (Sebastian gives
the signal for Addy to sing) And now, I will go into detail about
how being a Blank is(Addy sings)
(People start to gasp and look around, guards look ready,
announcer grabs the mic)
Announcer: Who is that?! (Yells into the mic)
(Addy continues singing, Sebastian joins in)
(Announcer whispers to guards who spread out into the audience)
(Artists paint the Visionary symbol on peoples faces and migrate
to the front with the singers. Citizens sit with astonished looks
on their faces. Guards stand at the ready but dont attack yet.
speaker leaves stage. Visionaries take over stage. They line the
stage, holding hands. they stop singing. There is an uneasy
silence in the air. Sebastians stands up to the microphone)
Sebastian: (pulls out a paper to read, clearing his throat)
Hello, my name is Sebastian, also known as Bass. I used to live a
normal life like all of you. I was the most Blank person you
could ever meet. All I ever did was...conform. I went to school,
came home, did my studies, and went to sleep. I was certainly
existing.but I wasnt living. I came upon a fellow named Ryder.
He invited me into a group called the Visionaries. They believe
the Blank life is wrong. At first, I was reluctant to join them.
The more I went to visit and think about art and music, the more
I began to fall in love with it. I guess, I sort of rejected art
for what had happened to my mother(pause) But I began to realize
that if she thought music was worth dying for, then I had to give
it a shot. It turns out, art is amazing and so is being unique.
Conformity is just too plain. As a Visionary, I could express
myself and show my talents which is something your society
stifles. Why? Why do you want us to all be the same? Why do you
want us to all live the same boring life?
(switch to shot of a guard readying a gun in his hands)
Sebastian: Dont you think we should at least give it a chance?
(guard raises gun towards Sebastian)
(Ryder sees the guard in the distance. His eyes grow wide)
Ryder: Bass? Youve got guts. Ive always liked that about you
Sebastian: Youve got guts too, youre just a bit too irrational
Ryder: And thats how I ended up like this (closes his eyes)
Well, if I ever had to die, this is a pretty hardcore way to die.
(quietly releases a few breathy words) Long...live the
Visionaries... (stops breathing and stops moving.)
Addy: (sits up) Reginald? Come on Reggie, talk to me.
Sebastian: Hes gone (looks down) Im sorry
Addy: (looks back to ryder, shaking her head in disbelief.)
No...NO. (clutches Ryder, tears streaming down her cheeks)
Sebastian: (stares and disbelief at Ryders dead body)
Head guard: (walks over) Thats enough chatting for you two.
Youre coming with us. Well decide what happens to you.
Addy: (pauses crying for a moment to look up, her vision blurred
by tears) At least promise that my little brother gets a marked
grave
Head guard: Hes a criminalAddy: (sternly) Promise me or we will not cooperate! (looks to
Sebastian. He nods as well)
Head Guard: (reluctantly) alright. Now move it
(guards walk Addy and Sebastian away. Sebastian glances back at
Ryders body and keeps walking)
(Fade!)
Scene 15: Second Graveyard scene
Characters: Addy, Sebastian, Father
(Addy and Sebastian are in the same graveyard from the beginning
of the film. Well film both scenes at the same time)
Sebastian: Ryder.I just cant believe he sacrificed himself for
me