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Season One, Episode One: Rodney
By Max Larkin
1 EXT. TOWN (TBA)/ DAY- Old mining town pretty much dead empty. A mediocre folk band is rehearsing in a garage.
(INTRODUCTION OF CHARACTER MONTAGE)
2 INT. DINGY HOUSE / DAY- Walt, the dedicated singer and guitarist of the band is smoking a cigarette and writing.
3 EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET / NIGHT -Diggs, the lost drummer is walking home alone while drinking alcohol.
4 INT. DIGGS BEDROOM / DAY
Diggs wakes up from a rough sleep, depressed.
5 INT. COUNTY TOWN HOUSE / DAY Prill, the content flute player is sitting in her bathrobe at home eating breakfast with her family. Prill is enjoying her life.
INT. GARAGE REHEARSAL ROOM / DAY
The three band members are standing in a circle listening to a low quality recording of the song they just played on a phone voice memo.
PRILL Well it’s no Simon and Funk, but it’s pretty good to me.
DIGGS You’re out of key again Walt.
No I’m not.
PRILL He’s not, Diggs, he’s just a bit flat.
WALT If you know another singer in this town I’ll be glad to give him the mic.
PRILL No you’re fine Walt, I love your Singing.
DIGGS It does the job.
WALT Why are you giving me doubts man?
PRILL I gotta get to work guys, catchyaa.
Prill exits and gets in her car or scooter.
(Shouting) If you spent as much time on this band as you did at work we might have a shot Prill!
PRILL (half in/on her vehicle) That’s bullshit Walt!
DIGGS Yeah man, that’s bullshit.
WALT Why don’t you just leave?
DIGGS (Exiting) I’m on my way.
Walt walks into his house practising his vocal scales.
EXT. QUEENSLANDER, PARTIALLY FALLING APART / FRIDAY / LATE AFTERNOON
The band’s roadie, Rodney, very happy and humming the tune of their recorded song. He is packing all the bands gear into a single cab Ute without a canopy. After loading it all he ties it down with a single rope gets in the car happy as a chap and drives away.
Roadie now driving sees a sign for his destination ‘Kempsey Pub 2kms’. Police lights flash. The roadie pulls over and a Policeman walks over carrying a mic stand.
OFFICER CHARLES Is this yours sir?
RODNEY Hey Dad, yes.
CHARLES Rodney, I’ve got to fine you for this.
RODNEY Dad you know these guys don’t pay me!
CHARLES You don’t have a cover for all this equipment. It could all just fly out when you’re driving and what if it rains, god you’re dim!
RODNEY These guys don’t pay me dad, how am I supposed to afford a cover!?
CHARLES Son! Why on earth are you doing work for free?
RODNEY Because they’ll be big one day, I know it!
CHARLES (scoffs) With folk music? – They don’t even have a bassist
RODNEY (Surprised at stupid statement) Which is good… because Bass cabs are heavy.
Don’t fall into this trap son, because a person’s glory is their own. When they are big shots. They won’t remember your hard yards. They won’t remember any time. They won’t pay this fine. There won’t be a
single cent of recompense, and money is what makes the man.
RODNEY You are wrong dad.
CHARLES I’ve been there son.
9 EXT. SIDE OF THE ROAD / DUSK Flashback to the cop as a roadie to some band. And being left in the dust as soon as they got a contract signed.
8B EXT. FRIDAY / LATE AFTERNOON
RODNEY These guys are different dad.
Son, the police force teaches you that everyone is the same inside, self-serving, ego indulging and manipulative.
RODNEY Are you going to fine me or not?
CHARLES You’re given a formal warning, If I see you driving this vehicle with a heavy load in back uncovered again, you and your band buddies will be fined heavily.
RODNEY Fine, Thanks I guess.
CHARLES Seeya son.
RODNEY Hey Dad!?
RODNEY Can I use your phone?
CHARLES What happened to yours?
RODNEY Outta credit.
Charles passes his phone to Rodney he rings Walter. CHARLES Here.
RODNEY I hope you got your carrying shoes Walt because I’m immobile about half a k away.