Ring of Wishes Script in Part
Ring of Wishes Excerpt
INT. A COMIC BOOK STORE – DAY
A WOMAN walks in the comic book store. She walks to the
left. DANL is being HIDDEN by ALISTER and other customers.
CALISTA
DANL! WHERE are you? DANL!
DANL
MOM! Mom over here.
The WOMAN (CALISTA) who was calling walks over to the DANL
who is by ALISTER who was telling DANL the story.
CALISTA
DANL! Come here!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 4.
DANL
But mom, I’m talking to this man.
He has been telling me a gre…well
I hope a great story.
CALISTA
Hello sir, is my child bothering
you?
ALISTER
No, no he is just fine.
(Alister puts his hand out to
shake hers)
Nice to meet you mam. My name is
Alister.
DANL
Mom, he writes comic books.
CALISTA
Oh…
(Beat)
Oh hi.
(she shakes his hand)
You look familiar.
ALISTER
Oh.
(Beat)
Oh I must have one of those faces.
Alister was trying to place her too, but he was having a
struggling time doing so.
CALISTA
No! No I think I know where.
ALISTER
You…you…do?! Well, I’m in here
at least a couple times a week.
CALISTA
No…no not here somewhere else. I
just can’t place it.
DANL
I thought you wanted me…was it
because you wanted to to get some
food?
CALISTA
Oh, yes…that’s why I was looking
for you. It’s getting late.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 5.
(She takes her sons hand)
Well nice to meet you Mr. Alister,
but we need to go.
ALISTER
Okay, but I promised I would finish
my story tomorrow if you don’t mind
bringing your son back.
CALISTA
Oh! Oh…kay.
Calista walks her son out of the comic book store. Alister
goes back to one of the boxes full of older comics.
ALISTER (V.O)
Now that was weird.
(He shakes his head)
I still can’t place her. Well I’ll
keep on thinking and maybe tomorrow
when I tell Danl more of my story.
As Alister stands in front of the box for a couple of
minutes, thumbing through picking out a comic then putting
it back. Then taking out another as Calista rushes in with
her son being pulled behind.
CALISTA
Alister I…I remember you now.
Where I’ve seen you. That is.
ALISTER
O…Oh really. WHERE?
CALISTA
I…I’ve seen you before I was in
and out of consciousness.
ALISTER
Wha…You, were what mam?
Both Alister and DANL look at the Calista wondering what she
was talking about.
DANL
Mom what are you talking about?
CALISTA
Well, DANL it was when you were
four. Your dad and I went on a date
as you stayed with your grams. It
was five almost six years now.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 6.
ALISTER
Okay so what does that have to do
with me?
CALISTA
You don’t remember? Well let’s just
say you ripped the door off of the
car. And you saved me.
DANL
No…no way is this the guy you
told me about. The
super-strong guy who saved you
before the car you were in blew up.
CALISTA
Do you remember now Mr. Alister?
ALISTER
Ah…
(Beat)
Well…
(Beat)
Yes…yes I remember.
(Beat)
I…well DANL few people know this
story so I’m going to let you and
your mom in on a little secret. It
happened like your mom started to
say. But let me start where it
started for me and my best pal
Su y.
DANL
Who is Su y?
ALISTER
You’ll soon find out.
DANL
Okay…mom can we stay and listen
to the story.
ALISTER
How about this…let us three go
have something to eat, and I’ll
tell you on our way and during our
dinner. How’s that sound?
Pulling at his MOMs jacket.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 7.
DANL
Come on mom he did end up saving
your life.
CALISTA
True. And I do love a great story.
ALISTER
Okay…Let’s go then.
They walk out of the comic book store.
EXT. COMIC BOOK STORE – DAY
ALISTER
I will start my story once we get
in the cab.
(Whistles)
HEY TAXI!
Alister waves his arm.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
It’s going to be a good story.
A taxi pulls over. Alister opens the back door and lets the
Calista in first then the boy. He then himself gets in.
INT. TAXI CAB – DAY
DANL
Okay we are in, start the story.
ALISTER
Hold one moment please.
CALISTA
DANL Shh!
ALISTER
Thirteen and Roosevelt.
CABI
Yes, sir.
ALISTER
Okay let me start.
CALISTA
Wait where are we going to eat.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 8.
ALISTER
Well, Renchos my good Calista.
Sorry had to say that.
CALISTA
That is the new premiere
restaurant.
ALISTER
Yep.
CALISTA
But…
ALISTER
No butts please! I do hope that’s
not on the menu.
CALISTA
Uhh!
ALISTER
Now lets get to the story.
DANL
Mmmhmm!
CUT TO:
EXT. OUTSIDE – DAY (5YRS EARLIER)
We see Alister and a dog walking on a path. We see trees on
one side and houses on the other side.
ALISTER (V.O.)
My dog Su y and I walked the same
path day after day for years behind
our house. They called it the
Greenbelt. They decided to name it
that because the green you can see
with the trees and the green grass.
We see side view of Alister and his dog (SU Y) as some
people jog by.
ALISTER (CONT’D)(V.O.)
Well, it started oh five or six
years ago…
DANL (V.O.)
Yeah, we got that. Come on, get the
story going.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 9.
CALISTA
Shhh! He’ll get to it.
FADE TO:
EXT. OUTSIDE ON THE GREENBELT – DAY (5YRS EARLIER)
We see Alister and SU Y (DOG, Beagle Mix) walk on a path on
one side there are trees the other side has houses and very
green grass.
ALISTER (V.O.)
Su y and I had walked the path
behind our house for years. But I
felt it was time for a change.
(Beat)
So, one day we did just that.
EXT. OUTSIDE ALISTER’S HOUSE – DAY
Alister takes Su y and starts to walk towards his truck.
ALISTER
Su y lets…yeah lets go somewhere
we haven’t been before.
Alister puts the tailgate down.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
Come…get up Su y.
Alister taps the tailgate.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
Come on Su y.
Su y jumps up.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
Good girl.
Alister closes the tailgate.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
We’re going to walk the path in the
forest.
Alister pats Su y on the head.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 10.
ALISTER (CONT’D)
This will be different. Won’t it
Su y?
(Beat)
Damn wish you could talk to
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The Ring A Movie
Movie Script
Logline: The fascinating story of a simple man who travels to a different dimension only to find something so powerful that he doesn’t know what to do with it, but it knows.
Do you wonder what you would do with endless wishes? Would you become a millionaire? Would you become famous? Would you solve all the world’s problems? Or would you even want to become a super hero? My name is Forrest Rawls and I’ve written a script that has fantasy, science fiction, and adventure; and it’s suitable for teens and beyond.
In “The Ring” Alister in his mid-30s finds this power of endless wishes and must not only figure out where it came from, but once he finds out about it, how would he use this power? Would he become a hero, saving lives and helping others? Or would he become self-absorbed and wish for the world to be a slave to him?
Alister raised, as most would hope with loving parents and when he got older, he worked a regular day job, which he hates. Alister decides one day to take his dog for a walk, but not the same path they had always gone, but to a place, they hadn’t walked before. Once on this new path he finds a powerful ring that unbeknownst to him has a great secret and a great power. He drives home from being transported to a different dimension and finding this ring to coming upon something that would not only change his life, but change his thoughts about even the simplest wish, that it can become so much more.
With great power, there are those that seek it and to use it for their will, as with the Zulnar’ of the story. Zulnar’ will do anything in his power to get the ring, but our lead will do everything to keep the ring.
I believe mending fantasy, science fiction, and adventure together with a great script can make anyone who “wishes” for something will see that not all wishes aren’t possible, but full of endless wonders. I hope that your wishes come true.
Forrest L. Rawls
whiteshadowllc@gmail.com
www.whiteshadowllc.com
Passion
When people talk about passion, it is an yearning for something that one puts their whole heart into. They just can’t get enough of that something or someone. Well, this I thought I had about writing spending the past 20 years reading and learning, but another class and another editor says I have a long way to go. What the hell have I been doing these 20 years just wishing I was a writer and sitting on my hands? No! I just read and write. Why am I not better at what I thought I loved or was passionate about? Why, do I keep getting told I have a long way to go? People reading this those very few might see that this what I’m writing now had errors in it. Such as grammar, punctuation, spelling and others. Why can’t I get the help my cousin Wilson Rawls did?
You may have read some of my other posts, and if you have you may read a lot of me bitching and moaning about things. You might be sick of it well I’m sorry. I’m here to shed light on my life no matter how boring it might be. I have wanted to be an actor, a script writer. I wanted to be a great artist. Why did God allow me to live when my appendix ruptured? I wanted to do something more than guy bagging groceries, but lately I think that is where my life is heading. I wanted to do YouTube videos, but they disabled my account because someone clicked repeatedly on a video and of course, when I disputed this, I didn’t write it well enough for them to reactivate it.
When I was in high school, I wanted to play football that didn’t work. I played baseball as a kid who went nowhere. I wanted to sing and be in a rock group, that didn’t work. I think I’m smart, but am I? I can’t dance. I can’t is so my word these last few days. I wanted to do voice-over work but living in Idaho, there is no school or help of any kind and no money you can’t move to a place that can help.
So, my passion for what I want to be and do is gone, and I don’t know where my life will go. I know my faith is so small an ant is too big.
So what do I do? Where do I go from here? I’ve done the college thing ran out of loans and no degree to show for it. Those friends with their own businesses won’t hire me because I live to far, but the main thing is I have no education. I’m not fit I’m not hot I’m not female, so there are many things against me. So, please tell me what to do? My passion is gone. People say others have it worse, but why do I feel I’m living in the worst? (This I wrote off my meds. Still trying to get them.)
Bio
The writer of these words did not originally want to put words to paper, but to draw the glorious things he saw. However, he could not draw from images in his mind. He could only draw those things he saw that had been drawn by others. He then almost died one day and that urge to draw became the urge to write. Again, however, the fuel was not always there, and before he knew it it was his senior year of high school, and he was tasked to write a 50page novella for a final project. This became the fuel and started his path of being a full-time writer. He may have struggled and may have made no difference in the world of man nor money in his hand, but he still moves forward. He currently is writing a comic book that has an artist who draws the things that are envisioned. Life could be better, but it could be always worse. So he keeps his head low to write but high to live life. This is the story about this man, to know more, read the words he has put before the world via the web.
Suicide
I thought of this today “suicide” not in the way to commit it as I was to do something harmful to myself in response to life’s ever evolving and ever disappointing battle. I thought of this as why do I want to destroy something that I have struggled with for many years. Do I want to give up, do I give a damn? I, however, found myself in a pit a deep one. One with many thoughts and droughts about myself. I didn’t know where to turn so I opened my email read the scripture of the day and then opened my mind to the possibilities that are never ending. I wanted to commit “suicide” in the way that I wanted to give up on writing and dreaming, but then I said if I don’t dream I don’t hope if I don’t hope, subsequently I don’t believe things will change or get better. So now I dream to hope, hope to dream life will run like a river stream with bumps, ups and downs, but then I know I made it around to the other side of the river, and there I will find a calm open mind to let things flow out like a gentle breeze.
Marriage
Well, my wife and I have been together for over 7 years now and married 5. We seem to have tiffs her and there and really no explosions really. So when I was getting situated on my medication, I blew up. Then last night again I blew up. However, I more felt that she was being selfish because I told her that we went to my hometown to see my mom and possibly some friends. Well, my wife was sick of hearing about my dead stepfather and didn’t want to be in the house anymore so she walked to our friends. Well, I was about to walk out the door to go home because I had school work, and the dogs hadn’t gone to the “Potty” for 12 hours. Again, I just wanted to go see mom talk hang help then home. Well, my wife was at our friends, so I went over to pick her up. However, she was pissed at me because she wanted to hang with them. I yelled and told her that we don’t need to hang out or see them every time we went to my home town. Well, She stormed out of car, and I drove off. I found myself wondering what I did wrong, but I felt I did nothing but yell. So I went back to pick her up. 3 hours later we finally set out to go home. I was tired as hell and worried about the dogs. She just wanted to get away from things happening around her that she felt was pushing her in a whole well I knew of some stress, but I was surprised to hear her say she didn’t want to hear about death, and she has had enough death in her family. I thought isn’t death a part of life, and we just need to remember but move on? Well needless to say we did talk for a while and got it out of our way. I did know marriage was daily work. I didn’t know it would be a part of my life’s work, but then again, there I go thinking again.
Memories
We should not look at the past with regrets, but as the past with memories that we will never forget.
What do you want?
I was asked why I was doing a blog if it didn’t deal with what I’m doing and that is writing. Why aren’t you talking or showing off some of what you write? So I decided since I want to be a comic book writer (or at least it’s my main focus right now) that I would put something up for everyone to see and hear me talk about it. That I did in a previous post.
Now it’s up to you!
Do you want to hear about my comic book writing or would you like to see a sample script or just other writing? Let me know in the comments below.
