Murderland Page #14
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- 2009
- 138 min
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The door the came in from opens up and they exit.
INT. THE SEA OF PLASTIC BALLS, MURDERLAND - NIGHT
The come into room that is about a hundred yards by a
hundred yards and over a sixty feet tall. It's dimly
lit, but there are millions of small red, blue, and
yellow plastic balls covering the floor. At the far end
of the room is a jungle gym maze of padded walls that
lead up to an exit at the top of the room. Basically
this is like an adult version of a McDonald's Playland.
SAUNDRA:
Now what the hell are we supposed to do
?
BRUCE:
We have to climb up that.
MATTHEW:
That's not to tough.
BRUCE:
Look...
Bruce points to the sea of plastic balls. As he does,
eight feet tall Nerf spikes fly out of the ground.
BRUCE (CONT'D)
There's enough force to push you twenty
feet in the air. It won't kill you, but
it will hurt.
SAUNDRA:
You have issues. I mean you have some
serious issues that need to be ironed
out.
MATTHEW:
Issues ??? This guy has the damn
subscription to every psychotic issue
I've ever heard of.
BRUCE:
That's cute a**hole.
ANNOUNCER:
Let's see if the lovely contestant can
make it to the top in three minutes !
A soundtrack starts to play over the loud speaker a la
American Gladiators. Bruce starts to run into the sea of
plastic balls. The "running" ends pretty quick. The
balls are about five feet deep.
Matthew and Saundra dive in as well. They struggle to
move in the plastic ball mess.
A few of the Nerf torpedoes launch around them.
SAUNDRA:
That was close.
Bruce is moving along. Matthew starts to try a swimming
motion. He starts to really move fast along.
MATTHEW:
Hey, try swimming. It works.
BRUCE:
What the f*** are you talking about.
MATTHEW:
Swimming, you know, like in water,
moron.
Saundra starts to do a swimming motion and moves along.
SAUNDRA:
Come on, it works.
BRUCE:
Give me a f***ing.....
Bruce is cut off by a Nerf projectile that launches him
a few feet into the air. He lands just ahead of Matthew.
MATTHEW:
You okay ?
BRUCE:
Ow...
The struggle through and get to the tower. Matthew gets
to the deck first & helps Saundra up. They both help
pull Bruce out of the Plastic Ball Ocean.
BRUCE (CONT'D)
We have to climb up these slides.
They start up a slide and move forward. They get to
another level up.
ANNOUNCER:
You have about sixty seconds !
The sounds of a studio audience screams out in joy
(prerecorded of course)
SAUNDRA:
Hurry ! Hurry !
They find a rope with knots in it. They start to climb
it. One at a time. Then more speedily they go into the
nest level and find they have one more to go.
MATTHEW:
How do we get up to the top ?
Bruce just stares for a moment.
MATTHEW:
What ? Don't you remember ? You know
everything else but this ?
The Studio Audience track is counting down from TEN
SECONDS.
BRUCE:
I remember ! Here, here !
He climbs around the outside of the play set & goes
around to the top. Saundra follows, then Matthew. Just
as the countdown gets to one, they get into the exit.
INT. SMALL HALLWAY, MURDERLAND - NIGHT
They wait by the door to the next room, until it opens.
INT. SUBWAY STATION X, MURDERLAND - NIGHT
This is a perfect mock up of a current day subway
station in New York.
Matthew is looking at the sign that says MEN'S ROOM
rather longingly. Saundra is scoping the room out.
BRUCE is staring forward.
MATTHEW:
This probably isn't the bet time, but I
really have to pee. Can I pee ?
BRUCE:
Knock yourself out.
MATTHEW:
Thanks...
He starts for the Men's Room.
BRUCE:
NO !
Just as Bruce yells for him, Matthew is shut into the
Men's room and the subway train arrives. The smoke and
air rushes in.
SAUNDRA:
What do we do now ?
JOHNNY:
(V.O. from P.A.)
Why don't you get in ?
The floor starts to retract. Bruce gets in & Saundra
reluctantly follows.
INT. SUBWAY MEN'S ROOM, MURDERLAND - NIGHT
Matthew is staring around. The urinals are putrid. The
stalls emit an odor that keeps him from crossing the
room. He hold his nose.
On the speakers, a muzak version of Presidents of the
United States song "Lump" starts to play.
JOHNNY:
(V.O. from P.A.)
Welcome to the Men's Room !
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