Carnival
- Year:
- 2017
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FADE IN:
A CIRCUS FLIER:
Floating in the night air like a falling Autumn leaf.
“Shiv” is the name of the KNIFE THROWER, written in sharp,
gleaming font. A stylish illustration depicts a hooded man
hurling knives at us, blades reflecting a cheering crowd.
A sharp WHISTLE - the poster TEARS as:
A REAL KNIFE:
Time slowing down as we follow it FLY...
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! - twisting and turning...
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! - the blade reflecting fleeting GLIMPSES of
its surroundings:
Circus tents BURNING in the night...
SHIV (V.O.)
I hear them talk. They all talk so
much. About the war.
Shadows outlined against crackling flames... GANGBANGERS
firing semiautomatics...
SHIV (V.O.)
I hear them say it was about
revenge.
Carnival PERFORMERS defending their territory... a LION TAMER
cracks her WHIP at a chain-wielding THUG arching in pain...
SHIV (V.O.)
That it was about betrayal.
A FIRE BREATHER blows a plume of FIRE... torching two THUGS
alive...
SHIV (V.O.)
About money.
The KNIFE keeps flying... STABS into a THUG’s neck...
SHIV (V.O.)
But that’s just part of it.
2.
Blood SPURTS against the side of a trailer, and the CIRCUS
FLIER glued to it: “Zodiac” is the name of the FORTUNE
TELLER, written in sensual red font.
SHIV (V.O.)
It was also about fate...
The poster depicts a gypsy beauty holding a fan of tarot
cards. Wild eyes reflect flickering flames. A jewel-encrusted
circlet adorns her head.
SHIV (V.O.)
And about love.
CUT TO:
CIRCUS TENTS clustered together like a mountain range,
surrounded by trailers and rides. An oasis of color nested in
a high DESERT AREA.
MIDWAY:
Bright. Loud. Sword swallowers and beds of nails. Music and
laughter. Rigged game stands with stuffed animal prizes.
Carnies conning money out of townies.
CLACK!
A knife THRUSTS between two fingers spread on a table. We’re
now at...
A hooded man sits in darkness playing five-finger fillet.
CLACK! CLACK! CLACK! - he stabs back and forth - faster and
faster while muttering something to himself.
It’s the knife thrower from the flier. SHIV (20). One of the
carnival’s star performers. We will never see him smile.
The knife CHANGES hands - now he stabs with his left - his
blade a BLUR of speed as he effortlessly repeats tongue
twisters:
3.
SHIV:
I thought a thought. But the
thought I thought wasn't the
thought I thought I thought. If the
thought I thought I thought had
AYLEEN (O.S.)
-- then I wouldn't have thought so
much.
AYLEEN (22), his ever-cheerful sister and assistant, walks in
and places her hand by his -
The knife now flies over TEN FINGERS as:
AYLEEN:
We’re up, bro. Crowd is huge. Crowd
is hungry. How about we give them
something special tonight?
SHIV:
We do that every night.
AYLEEN:
Not talking about your knives. I’m
talking about...
She pushes the corners of his mouth up with her fingers,
forcing a smile.
AYLEEN:
There we go.
But the smile doesn’t last long.
She pulls his hood back.
AYLEEN:
And stop hiding that pretty face of
yours.
INT. BIG TOP - PERFORMANCE RING - LATER
A spotlight slices the darkened ring with white light. It
follows Ayleen as she enters alone, speaking through a
wireless MIC.
AYLEEN:
Howdy!
CHEERS from the public, an eclectic mix of scum:
4.
Gangsta types too young to afford the gold they wear. Chronic
drunks holding hipflasks. Rich a**holes with silicone trophy
Ayleen’s mood suddenly darkens as...
AYLEEN:
I’m afraid I got some bad news for
you. My bro isn’t feeling too well.
Cheers dwindle into silence.
AYLEEN:
So he ain’t doing any throwing
tonight.
Silence turns into antsy murmurs.
AYLEEN:
Instead you’ll see a dancing number
or some sh*t.
Antsy murmurs build to angry BOOS.
AYLEEN:
Yeah I know, it sucks donkey balls.
But look at the bright side... I’m
just f***ing with ya!!!
Enter Shiv as he pulls his hood back up - all SPOTLIGHTS on
him - CHEERS! - the public gives him a rockstar welcome.
AYLEEN:
Damn right he’s throwing!
(dramatic voice)
And heee’s... in a baaaad...
moooood...
A light DAZZLES Shiv - he whips out a KNIFE and HURLS it
towards the SPOTLIGHT bothering him -
CRASH! - problem solved.
AYLEEN:
See?! That’s what I’m talking
about!
The crowd ROARS in celebration.
LATER:
Ayleen SPINS, strapped to a spinning wheel. Holds an ORCHID
between her teeth.
5.
Twenty meters away from her, Shiv readies a knife, its sharp
edge GLINTING like a deadly weapon, not a circus prop.
ACROBATS enter the stage, combining dance techniques with
cartwheels, flip-flops, handwalking, and other moves -
Doing their performance right between Shiv and his target.
He zeroes in on the flower stem, takes aim... despite the
dancing sea of flesh that now stands in his way...
Crowd goes SILENT. Is he nuts?
He is. He THROWS -His
KNIFE flies with a razored whistle...
Whizzing OVER an acrobat’s head...
Flying right BETWEEN a handwalker’s legs...
Jockeying through a web of limbs and flesh until...
CLACK! - the knife CHOPS OFF the tip of Ayleen’s orchid!
CROWD GOES NUTS.
LATER:
Ayleen now stands before a 20-foot tall pile of WOODEN
CRATES.
She JUMPS - hand reaching up - like a climber trying to find
a crevice to hold on to -
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