I use Celtx at the moment to do my screenwriting, which is a wonderful and free alternative to Final Draft and is available for download here: CeltX. Anyway, it doesn't come with all the bells and whistles that Final Draft undoubtedly promises, but it does let you export your script as an HTML file. I'm hoping that I can update the blog in the view html and copy+paste the source from the saved HTML script file onto the blog.
I think it worked. After the jump is an original short I wrote two months ago called "Goldilox" It's a modern twist on the old fairy tale. Hope you enjoy.
Well, for some reason, I can't seem to get it to retain the formatting defined by the HTML and it kinda ruins it. Dialogue lines run long and Character Headers aren't capitalized, but are slammed against the left margin and look terrible. It's a problem.
Update: I've figured out the whole issue. Turns out, I wasn't putting enough room between the Jump Break HTML and the HTML of the script segment. So now, without further adieu, I present Goldilox:
FADE IN
int.
therapist's office - day
A balding man in a tweed jacket stands by a file cabinet in
the corner of his office. He runs his finger over files with names on the tabs
until he arrives at one that reads "BEAR, ALDOUS" and pulls it out. Behind him
is a large chair and a therapist's couch.
female voice (V.O.)
Doctor Grimm, your three o'clock is here.
The man, DOCTOR GRIMM, moves to the intercom on his desk and
presses a button.
DOCTOR GRIMM
Send him in, Lydia.
Grimm takes a seat in a tall-backed leather bound chair. A
door OPENS and CLOSES out of view. Grimm looks towards the door.
DOCTOR GRIMM (cont'd)
Have a seat, Mr. Bear.
Grimm opens the file and scans it for a second.
DOCTOR GRIMM (CONT'D)
If memory serves me, last week we were talking about your
wife, is that right?
Grimm looks up from the file across the room to the couch
where a man in a bear suit is seated. This is Aldous Bear, or PAPA. Papa looks
towards the ceiling
papa
She's at it again. This week it was the porridge.
ext. field -
day
A table sits in the middle of an open field, in the distance
a wooded forest area. Atop the table are three bowls, each larger than the
last. Steam rises from the bowls.
The largest bowl has a spoon sitting in it and it is filled
with porridge.
The medium bowl is in the same condition.
The smallest bowl has been scraped clean of porridge and the
spoon lies on the table next to it.
Papa walks towards the table, behind him is a woman in a bear
suit, MAMA, and a boy in a bear suit, BABY.
When they arrive at the table, they line up at their
respective bowls and look down.
Baby starts crying. Mama wraps her arms around him to comfort
him and sends an angry glare towards Papa.
INT.
THERAPIST'S OFFICE - DAY
Papa is on the couch and Grimm is in his chair. Grimm takes
notes as Papa speaks.
papa
It's like, I was on the walk with you guys. There's no way I
had anything to do with it.
grimm
And what makes you think she blames you for it?
papa
Well...
EXT. FIELD -
night
Mama and Papa bear lie in a bed together in the field where
the table had been.
Maybe twenty feet away, in a smaller bed, is Baby Bear. Baby
is sleeping soundly.
Papa rolls over and starts to spoon Mama, rubbing her
shoulders with his paws. Mama's eyes are open and she looks disgruntled. Papa
starts kissing Mama's shoulders.
mama
Not tonight, Aldous.
papa
Bobby's asleep.
Papa kisses more.
papa (cont'd)
C'mon, give Papa some honey...
Mama shrugs Papa's arms away and rolls over, facing him.
mama
I'm not in the mood.
PAPA
No surprise there.
mama
What's that mean?
PAPA
How long's it been, Peggy? Two months? Three?
mama
I'm just not-
PAPA
You're never!
mama
Shh!
They both look towards the bed where Baby is still asleep.
mama (cont'd)
Look, Aldous... I just... I think maybe we need to...
Papa stares at her as her gaze looks up towards the stars.
PAPA
What?
MAMA
I think maybe we need separate beds...
Mama rolls over and closes her eyes. Papa lies there,
dumbstruck for a moment.
INT.
THERAPIST'S OFFICE - DAY
Papa sits upright suddenly on the couch.
PAPA
Do you believe that? Separate beds!
grimm
My parents have always had separate beds. It doesn't mean
that the intimacy has left the relationship.
PAPA
Intimacy? That left years ago. But I'm a bear, doc. A bear
with needs...
grimm
Hmmm...
Grimm thinks for a moment.
grimm (cont'd)
Are you still having the dream?
PAPA
Almost every night.
EXT. Forest
- NIGHT
Papa bear is among the trees, walking, smoking a cigar. A
girl GIGGLES. Papa stops and looks around, but can't see her.
Papa continues walking.
INT.
THERAPIST'S OFFICE - DAY
Papa is relaxed on the couch, eyes closed.
PAPA
Then I see her, with those tight little curls. The way her
hair shimmers, all golden in the moonlight...
Papa's voice trails off. Grimm takes notes.
GRIMM
And then what happens?
Papa smiles. He pauses and clears his throat.
PAPA
Hem! I just wake up.
GRIMM
Nothing else?
PAPA
Sometimes... I guess I kiss her. I dunno.
Grimm writes furiously.
PAPA (CONT'D)
Then she runs off, behind a tree. I call out for her, but
she's gone.
Papa pauses and looks over to Grimm.
PAPA (CONT'D)
I said her name in my sleep.
GRIMM
Peggy?
Papa shakes his head.
GRIMM (CONT'D)
Oh...
EXT. Forest
- DAY
Papa, Mama, and Baby walk through the woods together. Baby
lags behind several feet.
Papa and Mama speak in loud, forced whispers.
PAPA
I swear Peg, I don't know any Goldies. Not a one.
MAMA
I know what I heard.
papa
There's no one but you for me.
MAMA
It's that slut from the river, isn't it? I saw the way she
looked at you when the salmon were going upstream.
PAPA
It's not her.
MAMA
Who is it?
PAPA
It's no one. There's no one. Please, Peg...
The bears exit the woods and walk into the field.
MAMA
I don't believe you. I'm sorry, Aldous, I've known you too
long for you to pull one on me.
In the field are three beds, each one larger than the last.
MAMA (CONT'D)
Hell's bells!
Standing next the beds, it's clear that someone has thrown
the sheets back and unmade the beds.
Mama glares over at Papa.
PAPA
What?
Mama is silent.
PAPA (CONT'D)
What? Don't look at me like that. I was with you in the
forest.
Mama's eyes well with tears.
MAMA
Goldy supposed to stop by? Huh?
PAPA
I don't know what you're talking about!
MAMA
Stop it, just stop it, Aldous!
The tears run down Mama's face.
MAMA (CONT'D)
After all I've done for you, for Bobby... In my own bed...
PAPA
I haven't done anything.
Baby bear wanders over to his own bed and pulls the covers
back. A look of surprise covers his face.
MAMA
The worst of it is that you couldn't just do this shit in the
woods... But here... where Bobby could have seen.
PAPA
I haven't done-
baby
Mama, Papa, come here!
Mama and Papa go running to Baby's side and they look down
into the bed.
Mama turns to Papa and gives him a look of absolute disgust.
MAMA
I'm taking Bobby and I'm leaving.
(to Baby)
Go run, grab your things, Baby.
Baby bear runs off and Mama follows. Papa stands by the
bedside, staring down at it.
In the bed is a young woman, with golden curls. GOLDILOCKS.
INT.
THERAPIST'S OFFICE - DAY
Tears are in Papa's eyes. He takes a deep breath and tries to
compose himself. Grimm hands him a box of tissue.
PAPA
Thank you.
Papa dabs his eyes, blows his nose.
PAPA (CONT'D)
So she's spending some time at her mother's. I doubt she'll
come back. I just... I don't know how I can prove to her I didn't do anything.
GRIMM
Sometimes, our intentions count for more than our actions.
Because you dreamt of Goldy, in some ways you had already committed adultery in
your heart.
PAPA
So, this is what I wanted all along?
GRIMM
I don't know about that...
PAPA
No, you're onto something... I wanted the honey... Now Goldy
and I-
GRIMM
You're seeing Goldy?
PAPA
Well, I mean, Doc. I'm a bear with needs.
Grimm nods. He looks at his watch.
GRIMM
I'm sorry, Mr. Bear, it seems time is up. We'll pick up next
week where we left off.
Papa rises from the couch, nods, and exits.
Grimm goes to the filing cabinet and puts away the folder,
pulling out another. He moves to the intercom and presses a button.
GRIMM (CONT'D)
Lydia, send in my four-thirty, please.
Grimm takes a seat in his chair, opens the folder. The door
opens and closes. Grimm thumbs through the folder.
GRIMM (CONT'D)
So, have you stopped jeopardizing your own safety for the
attention of that huntsman yet?
Grimm looks up from the folder. Across from him on the couch
is a young girl in a red riding-hood...
Fade to black
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