Just remembered I can't edit a previous post.
For those of you who are a bit wary of opening the pdf file, I will post the first few pages right here:
FADE IN:
EXT. BRISBANE CITY - DAY
JEREMY has just finished busking in the area. He packs up his equipment - everything he owns fits into one case - and longingly watches the huge television above his favourite busking spot.
INT/EXT. ON TELEVISION - DAY
A news report about VINCE with clips of VINCE’S previous arrests etc, plays on tv about VINCE’S recent escape from prison.
EXT. BRISBANE CITY
JEREMY heads off to find another place to busk. He walks around the city, smoothly pick-pocketing pedestrians and stealing from open market stalls. He makes his way to a particularly busy area of the street, sets up a table and begins his busking routine. He begins by pulling out a deck of cards and playing
with them.
EXT. BRISBANE CITY - DAY
JEREMY is in the middle of a performance.
JEREMY
Ok, you sir. What’s your name?
MAN
Paul.
JEREMY
Come over here for a second mate.
PAUL stands next to JEREMY.
Where are you from Paul?
MAN
Melbourne.
JEREMY
Oh nice to come from... shit to go back to.
The audience laughs. They are clearly enjoying themselves. Jeremy plays with a deck of cards.
Alright now what I want you to do, Paul, is pick a number between one and thirty.
PAUL
Ok.
JEREMY
Got one?
PAUL
Yup.
Jeremy gives the man two cards and guides him as he speaks.
JEREMY
Now just hold onto these cards for me. Just like that. Don’t squeeze ‘em too hard, you’ll go blind. Haha. Ok, now what was your number?
PAUL
Sixteen.
Jeremy shakes PAUL’s wrists as he holds onto the cards.
JEREMY
Ok. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, SIXTEEN!
The faces of the cards are now blurry. This, however, was just a distraction from what Jeremy was really doing - stealing the man’s wristwatch!
JEREMY (CONT’D)
Check that out. Show everyone else your cards.
The crowd applauds as JEREMY pockets PAUL’S watch. JEREMY takes his cards back and shakes PAUL’S hand.
JEREMY (CONT’D)
Cheers for that.
(to crowd)
Big round of applause for Paul!
EXT. BRISBANE CITY - LATER
A final roar of applause is heard as JEREMY finishes his act.
JEREMY
That’s the end, ladies and gentleman. Now this is the only job I have, so if you enjoyed the show please give generously.
JEREMY holds his hat out as the audience conservatively drops their money in.
EXT. BRISBANE CITY - AFTERNOON
JEREMY rings the doorbell of a shady house. It is answered by TIM, a lowlife black market dealer.
TIM
Yo, my man! How you doing?
TIM brings it in for a handshake/hug.
JEREMY
(unenthusiastically)
Alright mate.
TIM
Come inside bitch-tits! Let me make you some green tea!
INT. TIM’S HOUSE - AFTERNOON
TIM and JEREMY are sitting at a table. TIM sips on a cup of green tea.
TIM
You sure you don’t want any of this shit? Makes you spiritual.
JEREMY
I’m sure.
TIM
Jesus drank this stuff man. And Gandhi.
JEREMY
I’m pretty sure green tea didn’t exist when Jesus was alive.
TIM
Well, agree to disagree.
TIM holds his cup up in a ‘cheers’ fashion and takes a sip. JEREMY stares with a deadpan look, stunned that anybody could be so stupid.
JEREMY
Anyway... I just came around to show you my pull. You know, fill my stomach for the week.
TIM
Yeah sure man. Just dump it all out right now.
JEREMY empties the contents of his bag onto the table and out pours his winnings of the day - PAULS watch, a necklace, a mobile phone and a few other goodies.
JEREMY
It’s better than last week, right? I mean that’s got to be at least, I don’t know, a hundred and twenty bucks right there.
TIM pulls out fifty dollars from a pile of assorted notes.
TIM
More like fifty dog.
JEREMY
Fifty dollars?! Are you crazy?
TIM
A guy’s got to turn a profit man. No one’s trading these days, bro. I’ll be lucky if I get ninety for this
JEREMY
Sixty then.
TIM adds another ten dollars to give to JEREMY.
TIM
Okay, I’ll give you sixty. But only because we’re mates.
JEREMY
Cheers man.