Script for film opening

 After the group meetings, I had gotten an idea of what I could do, but after looking deeper, I realized that it would be very difficult to film a car chase, because I cannot drive and film. So, I have came up with the idea to make a comedic/action movie that I can film in my house and with 2-3 characters. This is also the script I will go off of as well.

Title: “The Wrong Package”

Setting: A house/apartment

Characters:

• Alex (Protagonist)

• Mr. Brown (Antagonist)

SCENE 1 –ALEX'S ROOM

(Alex lounges on his bed, scrolling through his phone. A half-eaten pizza box sits nearby.)

ALEX: (sighing) Man, I need money… fast.

(His phone gets a notification: “URGENT DELIVERY – $500 REWARD!” He sits up immediately.)

ALEX (grinning): Easy money!

(He grabs a small, weirdly wrapped package, shrugs, and runs out.)

SCENE 2 –  MR. BROWN'S HOUSE 

(Alex stands at a front door and knocks. The door creaks open to reveal MR.BROWN, who looks to be in his 70s, and seems suspicious.)

MR. BROWN: (gruffly) You the guy?

ALEX: (nodding, extending the package) Yup! Delivery for you.

(Without warning, Mr. Brown grabs Alex’s arm and yanks him inside. The door slams shut.)

SCENE 3 –  MR. BROWN’S LIVING ROOM

(Alex stumbles into a cramped living room, confused.)

ALEX: (defensive) Okay, what the—

(Mr. Brown quickly locks the door behind them and, grabs a sturdy frying pan.)

MR. BROWN : (grimly) You work for them, don’t you?

ALEX: (terrified) What?! I just deliver stuff???!!

(Mr. Brown swings the frying pan at Alex. Alex tries to save himself, and a lamp falls over with a big collision)

ALEX: (shouting) WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

(Mr. Browns swings the frying pan again. Alex gets a pillow from the couch and holds it up as a shield. The pan knocks the pillow out of Alex's hands.)

MR. BROWN: (angry) You tell your boss, I ain’t paying a dime!

(Frustrated, Alex tosses the pillow at Brown's face and sprints for the door, but he sees it chained shut.)

ALEX: (muttering) Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me…

(Determined, Alex dives behind the couch for cover. Mr. Brown jumps over after him. They engage in a clumsy slap-fight, each missing wildly.)

(Suddenly, the package tumbles off a table and opens, with several cans of cat food spill out on the floor.)

(Both freeze. Alex stares in disbelief at the scattered cans.)

ALEX: (blank face): Seriously? This is what it was all about?!

(Mr. Brown, panting, looks at the mess.)

MR. BROWN: (confused) …Wait. This isn’t my package.

(After a long, awkward silence, Alex shrugs.)

ALEX: (sarcastic) Oh, great. So I got whacked for nothing.

(He slowly pulls out his phone and begins dialing.)

MR. BROWN: (suspicious) And who exactly are you calling now?

ALEX: (flatly) A lawyer.

(CUT TO BLACK. TITLE CARD/CREDITS: THE  WRONG PACKAGE”)