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               FADE IN -NIGHT



               PRE-TITLE SEQUENCE



               THE CITY- SYDNEY,AUSTRALIA PRESENT TIME



               A low helicopter shot as it flies over the familiar-looking

               harbour. The view is of the Sydney Harbour Bridge framing the

               equally iconic and famous Opera House, both aglow with light

               and that of the sparkling buildings,reflected on the water.

               Now, THE CAMERA MOVES AWAY  from this main Harbour area to a

               quieter section-some inner harbour area-still close to the

               city-and still close to the water's edge. Now we BEGIN TO

               HEAR the low murmuring of voices, interspersed with light

               laughter,soft music, the tinkling of glasses,and UNDERNEATH

               IT ALL-THE LAPPING OF  WATER.



               We are still travelling over the water-now showing some of

               the expensive and luxurious condos,and mansions that dominate

               these areas and line the expensive shores. Places Like Rose

               Bay, Elizabeth Bay,and this particular area-Lavender Bay.

               This is "The High End" of the social strata. The "Partying"

               sounds are louder now,and THE CAMERA SWOOPS DOWN AND AROUND

               to one particular building. It stands three or four stories

               over the water straddling the side of the hill. Now we see

               the line of limo's lining up, as the helicopter sweeps around

               to the other side of the building. 



                                                                CUT TO:







               CLOSE-UP 



               SIGN



               Proclaiming a private "wrap" party for just-finished adult

               themed film; a screening and awards for adult-entertainment

               achievements.



                                                               CLOSE-UP



               CAMERA SWEEPS ACROSS SEVERAL PHOTOS



               Of actresses as well as several actors and a caption stating:

               "Photo Ops Available". 



                                                                CUT TO:







               EXT. HARBOUR-SIDE OF BUILDING



               SLOWLY ZOOM IN ON The top floor as the partying sounds are

               overshadowed by the sounds of lapping water once again-then

               this sound rapidly becomes one of someone urinating



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               A CUNT-PEEING



               It is a beautifully-trimmed blond pussy, pissing furiously

               that's what the sound is.



                                                                CUT TO:







               THE WOMAN-SHARON



               She's dressed in a great-looking Marilyn-type "Seven Year

               Itch" style dress



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               AT THE MIRROR



               Checks herself, puts on lip-gloss; grabs everything and

               shoves it all back into a small bag. Something jams- she

               reaches in.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               A COMPACT AUTOMATIC



                                                               BACK TO:







               SHARON



               And she shoves everything back in, sweeps out of the

               room,leaving light on.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               HER HAND



               LONG AND SINEWY-like everything about her- as it reaches in

               an switches off the light.



               OFF CAMERA there is the sound of partying going on in the

               MAIN AREA of the floor. Up here though, it is quieter. As she

               starts back toward the main area, she hears something.



                                                                CUT TO:







               BEDROOM DOOR



               Sharon's hand quietly opening it.



                                                                CUT TO:







               INT. BED-ROOM



               Two guys FUCKING THE HELL OUT OF A GIRL. SHE'S ON ALL FOURS

               doggy style, She's taking one guy in the rear-giving the 

               other in front a blow job. They're OBLIVIOUS to anything

               else.



                                                                CUT TO:







               SHARON



               A bit shocked, but mostly intrigued...and she quietly closes

               the door, tip-toes Down the corridor to:



               HER P.O.V.



               FROM THE BALCONY



               This is the area OVERLOOKING THE MAIN FOYER/LIVING ROOM AREA.



               It is as large as a tennis court and a GALA PARTY is

               underway. Elegant men and women-DRESSED TO THE NINES,sipping

               wine and munching away,served by well-mannered waiters and

               waitresses. Some soft cool jazz is played by a small group of

               musicians.



               SUDDENLY, JARRINGLY this party atmosphere is interrupted by

               several hooded men with automatic weapons.



                                                                CUT TO:







               TWO HOODS



               Grab the nearest couple,while THE LEADER AND A CO-HORT RAKE

               THE CEILING AND WALLS WITH AUTOMATIC FIRE.



                                                                CUT TO:







               MIRRORS,GLASSES,FIXTURES,ETC. SHATTERING,EXPLODING.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               LEADER



               Points to a nearby woman.



                                   LEADER

                         You! Who's in charge here?



               The woman nervously looks around-points.



                                                                CUT TO:







               ANOTHER ELEGANT,TALL WOMAN WITH AN EQUALLY-DRESSED AND

               NERVOUS MAN.



                                   WOMAN

                             (nervously)

                         What...what d'you want..?



                                   LEADER

                         What d'you think? Your money,

                         credit cards, cell phones,i-pads

                         jewelry- NOW PEOPLE! IN HERE

                         EVERYTHING!!



               He indicates to his helper who unfolds a couple of large

               cloth bags.



               The elegant, nervous man tries to dodge and run, but is

               quickly hit and collapses to the floor,bleeding, and out for

               the count.



               He turns to a couple of his mates-points up the stairs. They

               Jump to it.



                                   LEADER

                             (shouting)

                         I WARNED YOU! WE DON'T WANT TO HARM

                         ANYONE-BUT WE WILL-YOU JUST

                         WITNESSED THAT. BE REASONABLE-YOUR

                         INSURANCE WILL PAY OFF. ALL WE WANT

                         ARE YOUR RICHES. AND YOUR CLOTHES!



               Slowly at first, then faster and faster, they strip

               themselves of their collective wealth, tossing rings,

               watches, necklaces,bracelets,phones, wallets,etc into the

               proffered bags.



                                                           FLASH CUT TO







               SHARON



               As she quickly jumps back into the darkness of the corridor.

               She runs to the closed door,pushes it open.



                                                                CUT TO:







               INT. ROOM



               The guys are now standing over the girl in a more threatening

               way. The guy in back has his back to Sharon and can't see her

               enter and has a BIG FUCKING KNIFE AT THE GIRL'S THROAT. The

               other guy is still busy getting a blow-job,so he doesn't see

               Sharon either.



                                                                CUT TO:







               SHARON



               And without hesitation she KICKS THE GUY IN FRONT RIGHT IN

               THE BALLS! At the same time she throws her purse at the guy

               in back,then quickly looks around, picks up a beer bottle and

               creams the guy! It's over that quickly! One guy is writhing

               on the floor in excruciating pain-the other out for the

               count! Sharon grabs the girl,who is still naked,and shaking

               with fright,shoves her toward the balcony.



                                   SHARON

                         Quick, girl-move!



                                   GIRL

                             (confused)

                         I...uhh....my Clothes...ohh,

                         shit...FUCK!! What...???



                                   SHARON

                         C''mon girl - get your ass outa

                         here.



               She shoves the confused girl toward the balcony.



                                                                CUT TO:







               I/E. -BALCONY



               Below them -three stories to the cold, dark harbour water.



                                                               BACK TO:







               THE BED-ROOM



               And the two guys are reviving,groggily getting up

               moving,heading toward ....



               SHARON AND THE GIRL



               Sharon grabs the girl-sweeps her off her feet over her hip

               and the balcony wall,them jumps over herself.



                                                                CUT TO:







               GIRL



                                   GIRL

                         Ohh....oooohhhhhh.....ssssshhhiitt!



                                                                CUT TO:



                                   SHARON

                         FUCKIT! I just bought this dress!



               And on that we watch as the GIRL hits the water, to be

               followed a second later by SHARON.



                                                                CUT TO:







               THE BALCONY



               And THE GUYS  as they empty their guns after them.



                                                                CUT TO:







               THE WATER 



               And SHARON comes up first, spluttering. She looks around for

               the GIRL. Suddenly Bullets spit the water all around.



               Sharon dives.



                                                                CUT TO:







               UNDER-WATER



               The GIRL is struggling-it's obvious she can't swim and is

               panicking. Sharon reaches her and pulls her up.



               They BURST up through the surface, gasping for air. Sharon

               pulls the girl, toward shore.



                                                               BACK TO:







               THE GUYS



               And they turn and run back in, through the room, down the

               corridor and stairs to the main area,to the LEADER.



                                   GUNMAN

                         The girl got away....



                                   LEADER

                         What...? You Bloody idiot!...get

                         after her!



               He notices the other guy, limping.



                                   LEADER

                         What's with him?



                                   GUNMAN

                         Another girl came in and kicked him

                         in the balls.



               The Leader's face says it all: where the hell did these

               idiots come from?



                                   LEADER

                         I'll cut off BOTH of your balls if

                         you don't get them!



               They're outa there .The LEADER turns to his task at hand

               getting the loot away...and...



                                                                CUT TO:







               EXT./NIGHT



               DOCK



               Where a soaking and bedraggled SHARON and THE GIRL pull

               themselves up onto the dock.



                                   GIRL

                             (breathless)

                         What....what The hell just

                         happened...?



                                   SHARON

                         We haven't the time to figure that

                         out.We've Gotta get outa here and

                         call for help.



               She shoves her, pointing.



                                   SHARON

                         Run-get outa here...!



               As if to emphasize the point the two gunmen appear, running

               down toward the dock.



                                                                CUT TO:







               GUARD



               As he attempts to intervene,only to be shot.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               GIRL



               Naked, confused, frozen with fear.



                                                                CUT TO:







               GUNMAN



               Aiming at her..Then...



                                                           FLASH CUT TO







               THE LEADER



               And his other cronies as they rush out of the building  and

               scramble into a waiting car. He shouts at the other two.



                                   LEADER

                         Get back here...get in..get

                         in...c'mom MOVE IT!

                         C'mon leave 'em!



                                                                CUT TO:







               GIRL



               And she suddenly snaps out of her state. Realizes what's

               about to happen-is happening! She staggers off,being pulled

               by Sharon...toward...



                                                                CUT TO:







               LONG DARK ALLEY



               As the car lights silhouette them from behind, they run

               TOWARD US, as the hoods are shooting at them.



                                                                CUT TO:







               SHARON



               She pushes Shannen away,fishes in her purse,pulls out the

               little gun.



               GIRL



               Gets a bullet in the chest. As she falls, Sharon fires, but

               the gun doesn't fire. She jumps out of the way, into another

               alleyway.



                                                               BACK TO:







               THE CAR



               It tries to brake, and swerve after her, but hits the

               curb,and suddenly it's air-born, flying through the

               air,flipping over, and crashing down.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               SHARON



               She's astounded



                                                               BACK TO:







               CAR



               And...amazingly the leader and another hood stagger out. The

               Leader still has his gun, and its a lot BIGGER than Sharon's.



               And, he stars shooting at her.



                                                               BACK TO:







               SHARON



               Ducking out of the way.



                                   SHARON

                         You FUCKING BASTARD!



               She desperately looks around for some form of defense. 



               Digs In her handbag.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               SHE FINDS IT-A CIGARETTE LIGHTER.



                                                               BACK TO:







               CAR



               Where the second hood is still struggling.



                                                                CUT TO:







               GAS LEAKING



                                                               INTERCUT







               THE HOOD



               As he realizes his dilemma.



                                   HOOD

                         HEY BOSS, THE PETROL! HELP ME!



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               THE LEADER



               His face is a mask of hatred. He Has only one thing on his

               mind-get his target. 



                                                          MATCH CUT TO:







               SHARON'S FACE



               Just as much hatred there. Then...



                                                                CUT TO:







               HER HAND



               As she determinedly flicks it on.



                                                                CUT TO:



                She holds it out a second to make sure the hoods can see

               what she's about to do.



                                                               CLOSE-UP







               HER EYES



                                                          MATCH CUT TO:







               LEADER'S EYES



               As they register what's about to happen. Then..



                                                                CUT TO:







               SHARON



               As she flips the lighter at the gas.







               THE BIGGEST FUCKING EXPLOSION.



                                   SHARON

                         Fry in Hell, you Muther-fuckers!



               Now up on the screen appears a title:



                               "THE HIGH END"



                                   MALE VOICE

                             (over)

                         GREAT! GOOD...CUT IT THERE!



               And as that is said, we....



               PULL OUT FROM SCREEN



               We now see we have been watching a movie being edited, in an

               editing suite with several people watching, including the two

               actresses, the editor and director.



                                   SHARON

                         D'you think my peeing was all

                         right?



                                   DIRECTOR/DON

                         Honey, with a pussy like yours, the

                         men'll be lapping that up-believe

                         me! That stuff's like elixir to us

                         piss-lovers.



                                   GIRL

                         What about me..?Doesn't my pussy

                         deserve any thanks,too? After all I

                         was the one getting it both ways.



                                   DON

                         You both deserve awards for jobs

                         well-done. You can pee on me any

                         time.



                                   SHARON

                         Why,Don-I didn't know you cared.



                                   GIRL

                             (slyly)

                         Or indulged.



                                   DON

                             (licks lips)

                         Mmmm....slurp,slurp.



               The girls both laugh,and slap him on the shoulder.



                                   EDITOR

                         What about the credits?



                                   DON

                         We'll do that later-from this

                         point.



                                   EDITOR

                         Who wrote this thing,anyway?



                                   DIRECTOR

                         Some wanna-be porn writer. He

                         doesn't know it yet, but he's got

                         his wish.



                                   EDITOR

                         Huh..?



                                   DIRECTOR

                         He's won the contest.



                                   SHARON

                         Well, I don't care who he is-it's a

                         great script. I'd like to meet him

                         sometime.



                                   GIRL

                         Me, too. What's the prize?



                                   DON

                         Cash,plus a night out at Missy

                         Lee's club with one of our girls.

                         You might meet him there at the

                         premiere party.



                                   SHARON

                             (firmly)

                         I don't date civilians.



                                   GIRL

                             (agreeing)

                         Nuh-uh!



                                   DON

                         Oh, don't worry...that's already

                         been taken care of.



                                   SHARON

                         So, who's the lucky girl?



                                   DON

                         Rocky-from publicity.



                                                              FADE OUT.







               FADE-IN- EXT. DAY-SOME TIME LATER



               VIEW OF SYDNEY FROM LAVENDER BAY



                                   LEE'S VOICE

                         This is Sydney, Australia,and I

                         live here.

                         I'm a writer,and being such you've

                         also gotta be a dreamer. Well, this

                         is the story of my dream, and how

                         it all came true.



                                                           DISSOLVE TO:







               - INT PUB 



               Three youngish guys standing at a jostling bar.



               It's Lunch-time-loud music, people talking, socializing,

               making deals, drinking, etc.



               A fourth man struggles through the crowds towards them.



               This is LEE, our protagonist.



               As he  reaches them, Lee pulls a letter from his shirt

               pocket.  He's young 30's lithe, good-looking, longish hair.

               Think of a young Patrick Swayze/Kurt Russell.



                                   1ST MAN-STAN

                         What's this then-number 12?



                                   2ND MAN-PAT

                         More like 12 times 12



                                   3RD MAN-DAVE

                         Don't say that, mate- he's only got

                         ten fingers.



                                   STAN

                         Not another bloody rejection slip,

                         is it? I don't know how you keep it

                         up, mate!



                                   PAT 

                         He doesn't have to keep it up-just

                         as long as he keeps the readers'

                         up. 



               It's friendly ribbing-they've been through this before.



               Lee  gives the letter to Pat.



                                   PAT

                         Shit,you haven't even opened it!



                                   LEE

                         Read it and weep.



               Pat rips it open, looks at it, blinks, stares at it.



                                   PAT

                         SONAVABITCH! HE DID IT!



               Some nearby customers crowd in,trying to see what the

               commotion is all about.



               Pat jumps up on the bar, shouts for attention.



                                   PAT

                         Hey, Hey! Listen up. We've got a

                         published writer among us here.



               He waves the letter, and pats Lee on the head.



                                   PAT

                             (cont'd))

                         Young Mr. Lee Personne here, has

                         been toiling lo these past few

                         years trying to sell a story-of

                         shall we say-"dubious" content to

                         one of those-shall we again say

                         "Dubious" magazines in the hope

                         that any such shall we say...



                                   CROWD

                             (shouting)

                         'DUBIOUS"



               Raucous laughter erupts.



                                   PAT

                         Okay, okay..Suffice  to say He's

                         sold a bloody story.



                                   STAN

                         Knowing him it should be a FUCKING

                         story.



               Lee gives a sheepish shrug.



                                   WAITRESS

                         Speech! Speech!



                                   LEE

                             (resigned)

                         Aahh, well..As me mates said it's

                         been a while. Okay, drinks all

                         round. Keep It down-this check's

                         not cashed yet.



               He pulls the bar-keep aside.



                                   LEE (CONT'D)

                         Keep an eye on things Les, I've Got

                         to get back up on that bloody roof

                         and finish the tiles while I'm

                         still a bit sober.



                                                                CUT TO:







               EXT DAY-FROM ROOF-



               Overlooking Lavender bay. It's a picture-postcard day.



               Lee punches one last nail in, stands up kneading his back.



               Turns And looks out at the breath-taking view. Picks up his

               camera, takes a few shots.



                                   LEE

                             (to himself)

                         One of these days....







               INSERT:



               Picture of Opera House framed by Bridge from Lavender Bay



                                                                CUT TO:







               LEE'S POV-PUB IN DISTANCE



               A good-looking young woman is talking to the waiter .He

               points off down the street toward Lee's place,just as Lee

               starts to slide down the ladder,still trying to make out just

               who it is.



               SECLUDED SPOT IN GARDEN/SIDE OF BUILDING-



               MAINTENANCE SHED



               Lee opens it and is now mostly hidden from view.



               INT. SHED DOOR



               He reaches in, and we see a picture of a stunning red-head on

               the inside of the door. 



               She is posing nude in front of a sofa with a variety of sex

               toys around her. And a huge dildo in her hand.

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