Year One
Did you see it? I think I got it.
That little piggy was fast.
Hey, everybody, this is all of our kill.
We all take credit.
- I got a side ache.
- You hit Enmebaragesi.
I'm pretty sure he had that
when he left the village.
That's not my spear.
My spear has feathers...
Okay, that one's got a feather.
Okay, that is my spear.
I'm sorry, man.
Great. Two spears.
Twice the killing power.
Thanks a lot.
Next time don't block my shot.
What? I didn't say...
Come on, not my fault.
Who stands in front of a boar
on a hunt?
Hey, there you are.
I don't think you wanna be gathered.
You wanna be eaten.
Hi, Marlak.
Well, there won't be any berries
in the fruit salad now, so we all lose.
Hey, Oh. How's it going?
Hunters think they're so cool.
You know, they...
They don't think this is challenging?
Gathering? It's extremely challenging.
You have to find all the fruit with
the least amount of bird sh*t on it...
...and put it in the basket.
Are they picking on you?
If they're picking on you,
I will straighten them out.
- All right. Yeah, would you?
- You're right.
Let it slide this time.
Next time, though, they will feel the tip
of my short spear.
- What happened to your spear?
- I modified it. Made it a snub nose.
It's lighter. It's a better killing tool.
Anyway...
Oh, there's Maya.
I'm gonna go talk to her.
I'll be right back.
Unless something goes horribly right.
- Hello, Maya.
- Hey, Zed.
What do I gotta do
to make you my woman?
Look, you're a special guy.
You've got a lot of personality.
When my parents
were killed by that pack of wild dogs...
...you really helped me
see the funny side.
"No, no! He's got my ankle!"
"Get off." That's your mom.
So, yeah, you make me laugh,
but that's not enough.
I'm an old-fashioned kind of girl.
I need a man who can protect me
and take care of me.
What do you mean?
Like Marlak?
Well, I mean, he is the best hunter
in the village.
- Debatable.
- People voted.
Maybe I'm not the greatest hunter.
- Or gatherer.
- Yes. Or gatherer.
Zed, those are the only two jobs
that we have here.
I can take care of you.
Does it look like I'm starving?
Come on.
Tell me you can say no to this.
Give it a second. Let it work on you.
Oh, yeah.
Absolutely can say no to that.
Maya. Can I see you later?
I think I have to wash my hair.
You washed your hair last year.
Tonight, we feast.
Maya. For you.
Thanks, Marlak.
Another severed boar's head.
- It's a different color.
- Yeah, this one is...
- Left the tongue in.
- Yeah, this is really nice, Marlak.
Look at Marlak flirting with Maya.
He doesn't know her at all.
Head's not even the best part
of the boar.
It's the back fat, stupid.
Muscleheaded idiot.
Hi, Eema. Hi, Eema. Hi, Eema.
Yeah. She doesn't even know I exist.
There's like 60 people
in the village. I mean...
...you have to go out of your way
to not know that somebody exists.
I just wanna lay with her so badly.
I don't see it. She's cute,
but I don't think I'd lay with her.
She's your sister. I mean,
that'd be like laying with your mother.
Which was a big mistake.
I see that now.
You think it's not gonna be awkward
in the morning, but... Trust me, wow.
Listen, you wanna impress Eema?
Do the fertility dance with her...
Listen, you wanna impress Eema?
Do the fertility dance with her...
...at the feast tonight
then drag her back to your hut.
My hut's a mess right now,
and what if she struggles?
You give her a little tap on the head.
Women respond to that.
I still live with my parents.
I don't wanna keep them up all night
with my raucous lovemaking.
I'd get an earful in the morning.
She only likes hunters.
She doesn't like gatherers.
She's a gatherer herself is the irony.
She's a self-loathing gatherer.
- That's pretty suggestive.
- I wouldn't read too much into that.
Okay, now she's just asking
for some splinters.
Hey, hey... Squanto.
Give me a break, would you?
You got the whole forest.
Why does everybody always have
to take a crap right behind my hut?
I could be wrong, I think what it is
is that all the poop in the area...
...fertilizes the ground and it gives
the leaves a softer feel for wiping.
It's not that nobody respects you.
I haven't heard that from everyone.
I've had it. Let's go.
Where are we going?
We're not supposed to go this far.
I'm sick of the whole village
treating me like a joke.
- You know what I'm gonna do?
- Change villages.
No. I'm gonna change my head.
I don't think that's possible.
Your head is attached to your body.
Not the whole head.
I mean, my mind.
Mind...
Don't tell me you're thinking
about eating forbidden fruit.
That's exactly what I'm thinking.
Zed, that's the tree of the knowledge
of good and evil.
You don't eat from that one.
It's forbidden.
But why is it forbidden?
What is it they don't want us
to have?
It's not the fruit. It's about the rule.
It's about doing what you're told.
We've been doing what we were told
our entire lives.
- How's that worked out?
- I like doing what I'm told.
It gives my day
some much-needed structure. Wait.
Zed. Stop.
It's just a piece of fruit.
Eating a fruit
is not gonna change your life.
What if it's magic fruit?
What if this makes me the smartest
man the village has ever known?
That's a pretty low bar.
Then all the hunters
would have to bow down to me.
Maya would lay with me like that.
That's what this is about?
Laying with Maya?
I have a great destiny,
I'm about to find out what it is.
Put the fruit down.
What if somebody sees us?
They'll peel our skin off
and tie us to an anthill.
Now you've done it.
It's got sort of a knowledge-y taste.
Does it have a sort of forbidden taste?
That's what it is.
- Oh, I definitely feel something.
- What?
Less hungry, for one,
but also more intelligenter.
It's like
I feel like maybe I know everything.
Ask me something. Anything. Go.
Test me. Go.
All right, where does the sun go
at night?
Pass. Next question.
- Okay, where do babies come from?
- Pass. Next question.
- There's a snake on my foot.
- In the form of a question.
There's a snake on my foot?
- Correct.
- What do I do?
I got a lot of ideas. I'm bursting
with ideas on the subject.
- It's constricting me.
- You could stick your finger in its hole.
You know what, you could eat it
before it eats you. Try that.
Eat the snake first.
That's what my new brain tells me.
- It's preparing to eat me.
- Go for the eyes.
It's big.
Zed, please help me.
I'm dying a virgin.
Wait right here.
I'm gonna go eat more fruit.
- This was a bit of a rough day for me.
- Yeah. There's gotta be more to life.
This is a lot. I don't think I can handle
too much more than this.
No way. Look at these people.
They're like animals.
We're way too good for this.
Now that I'm smarter
I'm going straight to the top.
I'm bringing you.
You're gonna be my right hand.
I've seen what you do
with your right hand. No.
Don't you wonder what's on
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