
Danny Collins
1 INT. CHIME IN MAGAZINE OFFICES - DAY (1971) 1
We listen to the song as we pick up snapshots from an
office of an early 70’s music magazine:
-Cigarettes are smoked indoors, everywhere. Smoke wafts
over cubicles, everywhere.
-Women wear mini-skirts. Really “mini” mini-skirts.
-Music POSTERS and SIGNAGE line cubicle walls. Hendrix.
Dylan. Simon and a Jew-fro’d Garfunkel.
-A poster of a young RICHARD NIXON. Someone has drawn a
MUSTACHE on Nixon’s face as well as a “SPEECH BUBBLE”
which reads “I’m an asshole.”
-We hone in on a SINGLE CIGARETTE. A hand places it in
an ASHTRAY. The now-empty hand removes the needle from
the record player (stopping the song).
VOICE (O.S.)
Well, it’s a hell of an album,
The album goes into a SLEEVE and gets placed on a table.
The album’s cover bears only a simple title: Danny
Collins.
The cigarette gets picked back up, and the “voice” takes
his place behind a desk. His other hand picks up a
DICTAPHONE.
VOICE (O.S.) (CONT’D)
(re:
recording)This cool?
SECOND VOICE (O.S.)
Sure.
He hits RECORD. A PACK OF CIGARETTES are held forward.
(CONTINUED)
2.
1 CONTINUED:
1VOICE (O.S.)
Smoke?
SECOND VOICE (O.S.)
No thanks.
The pack is pulled back REVEALING for the first time:
OUR INTERVIEWER, GUY DELOACH (36). His style is of the
day and his manner that of a hippie who thinks he knows
everything about anything worth knowing.
DeLoach leans back in his seat. He takes a long drag on
his cigarette as he studies the YOUNG MAN opposite him.
Throughout, we see him only in FACELESS SNAPSHOTS.
-Long hair, very much of the era.
-Open collared shirt. A hairless chest.
-A single gold cross on the hairless chest.
-Those few facial features we can make out are boyish,
untouched by... well, anything.
DELOACH:
Jesus H, you’re a baby. What are
you, sixteen?
YOUNG MAN:
Twenty-one.
DELOACH:
Jesus H.
(beat, then)
Well the album’s gonna be massive,
Kid. Who got you there?
YOUNG MAN:
I’m sorry?
DELOACH:
Your influences. Who do you dig?
Who makes you hard?
YOUNG MAN:
(uncomfortable)
Oh, well, I-
DELOACH:
Hold on.
DeLoach picks up the recorder, speaks into it.
(CONTINUED)
3.
1 CONTINUED:
(2) 1DELOACH (CONT’D)
June 30th, 1971, Guy DeLoach withDanny Collins for Chime Mag.
(then)
More than anything it’s your
writing. You write like fuckingLennon, man.
DANNY:
Oh, well, that’s... thank you.
DELOACH:
He’s clearly an influence here,
no?
DANNY:
Yeah, I mean... I guess he’s the
one who makes me the hardest?
A beat. DeLoach LAUGHS, shakes his head.
DELOACH:
Jesus H. Well, you’re going to be
huge, Kid. I know the real thingwhen I hear it and you’re it.
Danny doesn’t say anything. DeLoach raises a brow.
DELOACH (CONT’D)
Kid, look at me. I’ve been a star-
maker and a star-fucker for a verylong time, and I’m telling you:
You. Are. Going. To. Be.
Huge. Richer than richer, famous
as shit, more women than you knowwhat to do with. And I’m telling
you this, and I’ve got to ask: why
are you sitting there, staring atme, looking like that informationscares the living shit out of you?
Danny leans forward, full-frame for the first time.
DANNY:
Because it does.
CUE TITLE CARD:
DANNY COLLINS:
CHYRON:
42 YEARS LATER2 OMITTED 2
4.
The large marquee outside the famous theatre bears onlyfour words:
Danny Collins. Sold Out.
4 OMITTED 4
5 INT. BACKSTAGE - MEANWHILE 5
A sign on the dressing room door reads: HEADLINER.
the distance we hear a dull, thumping ROAR. THUMP.
THUMP. THUMP. A distant crowd awaits their star.
In
6 INT. DRESSING ROOM - CONTINUOUS 6
The cross dangles from a chain, half buried in a patch ofgray chest hair. The cross is removed, placed on a table.
The cross OPENS, like a coffin, and dumps a line ofCOCAINE on a table.
A NOSE comes into frame, snorts some.
AT THE MIRROR:
Preparation for show time:
- GRAY HAIR STRANDS are darkened with HAIR COLORER.
- A GIRDLE is strapped over an undershirt.
- PLATFORM SHOES are stepped into, providing an extrafive inches of height.
7 INT. TUNNEL - MOMENTS LATER 7
From behind, we TRACK our hero as he marches through thebowels of the arena in his platform shoes - his steps arewobbly, not exactly in a straight line.
He passes some GIGGLING GIRLS, nods at them. He passes afew “backstage” types, including a familiar ROADIE.
ROADIE:
Break a leg, Danny.
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