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September 2, 2008

Shylow the Imaginary Friend

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Here is Shylow the cute, frightening, decieving, sadistic lost forgotten imaginary friend who just wants to have fun.

 

My Friend Shylow Script

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Here is my script for my end of year short film. I was planing to do a super hero film but got writers block and couldn’t develop a climax ending. So typing late at night i developed a story about an imaginary friend, with the genre comedy/thriller.

 My Friend Shylo

Ben in his room with the lights off, sitting on his computer, late at night, playing a computergame.

              Ben
    ah yes i’m gonna getcha, boom headshot ha ha. Ahhhh no damn you AI.

Light turns on by itself and ben hears a noise from behind. Ben turns his head to discover nothing. Wind brushes past a pot plant’s leaves. Ben starts playing the computergame again while something moves quickly past behind Ben in the background. Ben turns around agian.

        Ben (in a slightly frightend tone)
    Is someone there?

Ben notices something moving in the blankets on his bed. Ben gets up in a cautious manner. While walking towards his bed he hears a deep growling noise from the blankets. Ben gets on top of his bed, grabs the blanket and pulls it away to discover a small cute teddybear. Ben sighs in relief and turns back at his computer.

        Shylow (jumps out from behind the filing cabnet in front of Ben)
    RRRHHHHAAAAAAAAAARRRR!

        Ben (screams and falls back on his bed)
    Ahhhh!

        Shylow (jumps on the bed, Lights are flickering, room is shaking as if there is a small earthquake)
    HELLO BEN, REMEMBER ME? (in an angry and frightening tone)

        Ben (with a scared voice and expression)
    NO!

        Shylow
    Its your good friend Shylow. Aw i missed ya buddy (hugs Ben around the neck).

        Ben
    What?, Shylow? (confused, trying to remember). My imaginary friend?

        Shylow (looks up at Ben)
    Yeah just like old times its gonna be awesome, were gonna have soooo much fun!.

        Ben (gets up)
    Wait, i havn’t had an imaginary friend since i was four.

        Shylow
    Yep thats right but now i’m back and we can have the most funnest of times together again.

        Ben (puts his hand to his temples, ignoring Shylow, with a worried voice)
    What the hell? am i delusional? I can’t be seeing things. (pause) Ahh crap i am going to have to go to therapy again (in a depressed or stressed tone).

Ben looks back at his bed to discover Shylow gone.

        Ben
    Shylow? (looks around) are you there? (sighs in relief) ah thank god.

Ben walks back to his computer again and sits down. Glances to his computer and then to the energy drink next to his monitor.

        Ben (picks up the energy drink)
    Ahh, of course, this is just screwing with my head. (looks at clock on computer) And its 2:45 in the morning.

        Shylow (from behind the monitor)
    Of course!, thats definately the reason that your so emotionaly screwed in the head.

        Ben (wide eyed)
    No! your not real.

Ben picks up Shylow with one hand and throws him at the wall behind him.

        Shylow
    Ahhhh! (bang) awww!!

        Ben (turns back to the monitor)
    Ok, ok, now wake up, wake up. (slaps himself in the face from side to side) He is not real. Don’t talk to him

Shylow bouncing up and down on the bed behind Ben.

        Ben
    Wait a minute, emotionaly screwed in the head? (turns around) what do ya mean by that?

         Shylow
    What i mean is, BE-ENN (Sadistic tone, with a smile), Your going CRRRRRAAZY!!! (multiples of Shylow pop out all at once filling the room with loud noises of the room shaking)

All the Shylows dissappear at once leaving the room deaf silent. Ben walkes to the middle of the room.

        Ben (under his breath)
    ah your not gone are you.

Lights turn off

        Ben
    ah crap

Multiple Shylow eyes appear around the room. they all start giggling.

        Ben
    Stop this, its not funny.

Giggles gradually get louder and higher pitch until it gets distorted. Ben puts his hands on his ears. They all stop giggling and lights turn on. Ben looks around the room and then to his leg to find Shylow hugging it.

        Shylow
    You wanna play a game?

        Ben
    No i don’t wanna play a game. (trying to shake Shylow off)

        Shylow
    awwww come on?  

        Ben (stops shaking leg)
    I said no.

        Shylow
    You will regret it. (sadistic tone)

        Ben (slightly scared)
    What do ya mean by that?

        Shylow
    Because it will be the funnest game ever, and we will have so much fun and enjoyment. We will be the bestist of friends. I love having bestist friends (hugs Ben’s leg again) hmmmmmmm. oh yeah AND ILL KILL YA IN YOUR SLEEP IF YA DON’T (scary voice).

        Ben
    Ahh what did you say?

Shylow appears from behind Ben’s head.

        Shylow
    I said I will give you a wet willy if you don’t. Willy, willy, willy.

Gives Ben a wet willy. Ben smiles.

        Ben
    Ok, ok what game do ya wanna play?

        Shylow
    I wanna play CHESS!

        Ben
    what? Chess?

Cuts to a scene of them sitting on the floor playing chess. Ben with a focussed look thinks, then makes a move with confidence.

        Ben
    Ah ha, you better watch out Shylow.

        Shylow
    yeah yeah I know. Knight to D3 CHECK MATE!

        Ben (shocked)
    How did you do that?

        Shylow
    Skill. Told ya we would have fun.

        Ben
    yeah your right. I think it is time for bed.

Ben turns the lights off. and jumps into bed.

        Ben
    Goodnight shylow.

        Shylow
    Goodnight Best friend. Hey Ben?

        Ben
    Yeah?

        Shylow
    Do you remmember back when you were 4, and you blammed me for breaking Mum’s laundry window?

        Ben
    Yeah, I’m sorry Shylow.

Shylow stands up on top of Ben, pulls out a kitchen knife

        Shylow
    WELL SORRY ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH

Shylow starts stabbing Ben with the kitchen knife.

        Ben (screaming)
    I’m sorry, I’m sorry, i’m sorry.

Transition into the morning scene. Ben has sunrise light on his face and is dreaming he is being stabbed

        Ben
    I’m Sorry, I’m sorry

Ben wakes up.

        Ben
    oh thank god it was only a dream.

Shylow laughter echoing in the background. Ben looks around.

        Ben
    Shylow?

 

 

 






















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