film shots key:
long shot- a shot that shows a whole person or object feet to head
medium shot- a shot that shows a person from waist up
close up- shot up close
two shot- a medium shot that shows two people in frame
over the shoulder shot- a shot that looks at one actor over the shoulder of the actor they . are speaking to
bridge shot- a transition to bridge two scenes together-(like a fade to memory) this can be . done in editing more than in camerawork itself, but important to note.
hand shot- a shot where the camera is hand held to make a shakier shot good for fights . to make them feel real.
Scene 1
long shot of Reader walking down the street towards the camera.
(Opens outside with John J Reader walking down the street wearing a large coat, hands in his pockets.
long shot showing both reader and homeless man camera is facing homeless man and is parallel to Reader.
Passes by a homeless person on the side of the road with a sign that says,”advice! 25 cents!” Reader approaches the homeless person. close shot of money dropping into canDrops 25 cents in a can next to the man.)
over the shoulder shot down at homeless man.
Homeless Man *Beaming upwards*- Very genrous of ye! (adjusts to a seated position) So, what’ll it be?
two shot of Reader and old man
Reader *crouching down next to the Homeless Man*- I guess you could say that I’m pretty desperate coming to a homeless man for advice. (sighs) My life is falling apart, I can’t hold a job, my girlfriend is going to leave me, I’m struggling with alcoholism, and I can’t pay off the debt I owe on my house and car. Right now I’m about to lose everything I have, because I don’t know how to be strong. Everybody always tells me that I need to step up and be a man, handle my situation like the grown man I am. The thing is, I don’t know what it means to be a man… so that’s why I’m here. I gave you the money, now you answer my question. How do I be a man?
(The homeless man, after very closely paying attention, leans in very close and squints)
close up of homeless man as he leans towards the camera
Homeless man- What’s your name, boy?
back to two shot
Reader- Reader. John Reader.
(Homeless man extends his hand. Reader looks at his hand for a moment and hesitantly shakes his hand. close up of hands Homeless man grips hard, Reader does not. medium shot of reader Reader winces.)
two shot
Homeless man *roughly*- Ye call that a handshake? C’mon, son! Grip it hard and shake like a man! That’s m’first lesson t’ye, boy! If yer gonna be a man, ye gotta stop actin like a boy and start actin like a man!
close up of hands
over the shoulder shot towards homeless man
Homeless man- (They release) Listen, part of bein in the advice business is t’know when there are people better than ye at given advice in certain aspects. I would not be doin mah job if I didn’t tell ya who to go to instead of me.
over the shoulder shot towards reader
Reader *confused*- What do you mean?
over the shoulder shot towards HM
Homeless man- I mean that ye should look for a man named Huckleberry Finn.
over the shoulder shot towards Reader
Reader- Huckleberry Finn? Where do I find him?
over the shoulder shot towards HM
Homeless man- At this time o day he’d probably be huntin or fishin. He dudn’t really stay in one place too long, but if I were to wager where ye could find him right now, I’d say over by the park bench round the corner. He’s gettin old, so odds are he’s restin himself up afore he goes out doin exactly what he was born t’do. I ken say with utmost confidence that what he was born ta do is what defines a man. There’s no man on this side of the mississippi who ken give ye better advice than he ken.
two shot
Reader *standing up*- alright, I’ll go find this Huckleberry Finn.
same two shot into focus on HM as he counts his coins.
(Reader straightens up and walks off Camera toward the park bench. Homeless man counts his money and grins slightly)
End of Scene 1
Scene 2
long shot of huck on bench. reader walks into shot or long shot of reader approaching then into shot.
(Huckleberry Finn is sitting on a park bench, head pointed to the sky, sleeping. Reader comes around the corner and sees Huck asleep on the bench. Reader takes a moment to gather himself before approaching Huck and waking him up.)
over the shoulder of reader shaking huck
Reader *shaking Huck*- Excuse me, sir… umm… hello? Sir? Are you Mr. Finn
Huck *waking*- hmm? HM! Gah! ugh! (glares at Reader) Who d’ya reckon ye are? I’m Huckleberry Finn, yes; but you most up and caused me ta… well… I dunno die or sommin of the like!
over the shoulder shot towards reader
Reader- I’m sorry, I just… I really need to learn how to be a man. My life is--
two shot from their side
Huck- Ya blammin fool! It don’t make no difference to me if you was bout ta be drowned in that there river, there ain’t no excuse for wakin a restin old man like yours truly. Well, now that you’ve gone and woke me up, there ain’t no cause in me tellin ya ta scram. Set down, I’ll tell ye what, for a couple a fish hooks, I’ll learn ya bout bein a man, everythin I know, honest to goodness!
Reader- Well, I don’t have any fishhooks on me right now, but I’ll get you some later, I promise.
(Huck sits there with his hand on his chin, thinking. He then stretches out his hand)
close up of hands
Huck *smiling*- you got yerself a deal, put er there! (they shake)
two shot from front of bench
Reader *sitting next to Huck on the bench*- Okay, I’m listening.
Huck *now concentrating*- hold on, gotta let it come back to me. Right! So way back when I was a little boy I had a friend named Tom Sawyer.bridge shot to show flashback
End of Scene 2
Scene 3
long shot of huck and tom walking towards camera
(Tom and Huck are walking and talking)
two shot of huck and tom as they walk (also head on)
we can keep this shot the whole conversation or switch between over the shoulder shots.
Huck- Tom Sawyer, jest then, I didn’t see no di’monds!
Tom Sawyer- Well it don’t matter whither or not ye saw ‘em, there was loads of them! There was A-rabs there too, and elephants and all kinds of other things!
Huck- Well, then why couldn’t we see them, then?
Tom Sawyer- If you warn’t so ignorant, but had read a book called Don Quixote, you would know without askin! It was all done by enchantment! There was hundreds of soldiers there, and elephants and treasure, and so on. But there was enemies there too! Yup there was magicians, and they turned the whole thing into an infant Sunday-school just outta spite!
Huck- All right, then the thing for us to do is to go for the Magicians.
Tom Sawyer- Huckleberry Finn, you numskull! Why a magician could call up a lot of genies, and they would has you up like nothing before you could say Jack Robinson. They are as tall as a tree and as big around as a church!
Huck- Well, s’pose we got some genies to help us-- can’t we lick the other crowd then?
Tom- How you gunna get them?
Huck- I don’t know. How do they get them?
Tom- Why they rub an old tin lamp or an iron ring, and then the genies come tearing in, with the thunder and lightning a-ripping around and the smoke a-rolling, and everything they’re told to do they up and do it. They don’t think nothing of pulling a shot-tower up by the roots and belting a Sunday-school superintendent of the head with it-- or any other man.
Huck- Who makes them tear around so?
Tom- Why, whoever rubs the lamp or the ring. they belong to whatever he says. If he tells them to build a palace forty miles long out of diamonds, and fill it full of chewing-gum, or whatever you want and fetch an emporers daughter from China for you to marry, they got to do -- and they’ve got to do it before sun-up next morning too. And more: they’ve got to waltz that palace around over the country wherever you want it, you understand.
Huck- Well, I think they are a pack of flat-heads for not keeping the palace themselves stead of fooling them away like that. And what’s more-- if I was one of them I would see a man in Jericho before I would drop my business and come to him for the rubbing of an old tin lamp.
Tom- How you talk, Huck Finn. Why you’d have to come when he rubbed it, whether you wanted to or not.
Huck- What! and I as high as a tree and as big as a church? All right, then; I would come; but I lay I’d make that man climb the highest tree there was in the country!
Tom- Shucks, it ain’t no use to talk to you, Huck Finn. You don’t seem to know anything, somehow-- perfect saphead…
End of Scene 3
Scene 4
two shot of huck and reader on bench- camera facing front of bench
(Cuts back to Huck and Reader on the bench. Huck talking and Reader looking half interested. Huck continues, unaware that Reader is zoning out.)
Huck- I thought all this over for two or three days, and then I reckoned I would see if there was anything in it. I got an old tin lamp and an iron ring, and went out in the woods and rubbed and rubbed till I sweat like an oxen, calculating to build a palace and sell it; but it warn’t no use, none of the genies come. So then I judged that all that stuff was only just one of Tom Sawyer’s lies. (notices Reader zoning off) Hey, I’m here tellin you what you need to know bout bein a man and yer dozin off as though I’m sittin here singing a lullabye!
close up of reader
Reader *snapping back*- Oh! I’m sorry, I just… don’t understand the purpose of that story, it was just you and your friend having a conversation.
back to two shot
Huck *scowling*- Well you listen here, I’ll tell ye what that were all bout in jest a second! But you gotta keep your head on, y’hear?
Reader- Yes, sir! Sorry, Mr. Finn
medium shot of huck slowly zooming into a close up
Huck- Very good. Now this one time I was a talkin to a lady named miss Watson. She told me to pray every day, and whatever I asked for I would get it. But it warn’t so simple. I tried it. Once I got a fish-line, but no hooks. It warn’t no good to me without hooks. I tried for the hooks three or four times, but somehow I couldn’t make it work. You catchin on boy?
medium shot of reader
Reader- Not really, what does that have to do with being a man?
two shot
Huck- Life’s not always gunna be as easy as make pretend sunday school magicians and tin lamp genies and gold and A-rabs and swashbuckling adventures. People lie and prayers ain’t always answered as “yes”; Tom Sawyer was one of my closest friends and he most always lied. They had a sayin’. They said,”how you know when Tom Sawyer’s lyin? His mouth is open!” People lie, boy it’s a part of nature, you gotta learn from the lies that you're told. You also gotta be prepared for when you prayers are declined! These is minor yet basic aspects to bein a man. Pay attention because we is only gettin started.
Reader- Yes, Mr. Finn
Huck- and call me Huck… Mr. Finn’s my pap. Speakin of my pap…
bridge shot
End of scene 4
Scene 5old huck
long shot of pap walking down the street. camera is to pap’s side and pans to follow him
(Cuts to pap walking down the street stealthily. Old Huck voice over)
Old Huck- Ya see, my pap was a drunken villain. He hadn’t been seen for more than a year, and that was comfortable for me; I didn’t want to see him no more. He always used to whale me when he was sober and could get his hands on me; though used to take to the woods most of the time when he was around.. People said that he had drownded. But I warn’t so comfortable. One day he come back. He got to hanging around the widow’s too much and so she told him at last that if he didn’t quit using around there she would make trouble for him. Well, wasn’t he mad? He said
close up for line medium shot showing pap hide.
Pap- I’ll show who’s Huck Finn’s boss!!! *hides in a bush*
long shot showing bush and huck walking towards/past it. hand shot for struggle.
(Pap waits for a few moments for Huck to walk past. They wrestle and struggle into the woods huck gets knocked out)cut to black
close up of Huck
Huck *waking up in the woods*- Where am I?
long shot of pap behind huck. huck in foreground.
Pap- up river, bout three mile on the Illinois shore. In a place where the timber is so thick you can’t find it if you know’d where it was.
Huck- They’ll know I’m gone! They’ll send a man, the widow’ll--
Pap- She already found out where you were and she sent a man over to try and get hold of you; but I drove him off with a gun.( pap pats a gun in his lap) Now, I’m heading out. If you even think about leaving here I’ll find you and I’ll make you wish you could die. (he leaves locking the door behind him)
Old Huck- I was in a heap o’ trouble. My pap locked me in the cabin and left to go get blind drunk. I tried to find some way out for a while, but eventually I just went to sleep.(Huck walks around, then curls up to sleep) I don’t know how long I slept, but I sure woke up in a hurry.
(Pap burst through the door, clearly drunk)
Pap- *Delirious ramblings and shouts about black people snakes and the devil. Finally collapses*
(Huck stares at his father’s sleeping corpse. His eyes grow heavier and he eventually falls back to sleep. He wakes up to Pap yelling)
Pap- Snakes! SNAKES!!!!
Huck- I don’t see no snakes!
Pap- Get em off me! Get EM OFF!!! They’s biting me on the neck!!
(Pap collapses again and begins kicking up in the sky every which way, still screaming. He suddenly stiffens up, eyes locked on Huck)
Pap- Tramp—tramp—tramp; that’s the dead; tramp—tramp—tramp; they’re coming after me; but I won’t go. Oh, they’re here! don’t touch me—don’t! hands off—they’re cold; let go. Oh, let a poor devil alone! *begins crawling around on the floor, begging to be let alone, finally curling up in a blanket*.
(Huck moves toward Pap and taps him on the back. He jumps out of his wrapping and grabs a knife and begins chasing Huck.)
Pap- The Death Angel! I’ll kill ya! Then you won’t come for me no more!
Huck *desperately dodging the blade*- It’s only me! Huck!
(Pap just continually screeches and chases Huck until Pap decides to rest again wraps in blanket)
Pap *setting the knife next to him*- I’ll jest rest up a bit, then I’ll kill you… zzzzz
(Huck grabs the gun and sets himself up a barricade with the gun pointed at pap. Fade away. Fade back in to show Huck lying with his back to the barricade and gun in his lap, sleeping.)
Pap *from above Huck*- Git up! What you ‘bout?
(Huck looks up at Pap, startled)
Pap- What you doin’ with this gun?
Huck- Somebody tried to get in, so I was laying for him.
Pap- Why didn’t you roust me out?
Huck- Well, I tried to, but I couldn’t; I couldn’t budge you.
Pap- Well, all right. Don’t stand there palavering all day, but out with you and see if there’s a fish on the lines for breakfast. I’ll be along in a minute.
(Huck stands up and walks out of the cabin to obey)
End of Scene 5
Scene 6
(Huck and John sitting in their ordinary positions)
Reader- wow, Huck, your dad sounds like a jerk
Huck- Yup, real piece of work. Turns out he was actually a woman… splains most of his problems... ‘fore I continue I gotta ask what’s your name, son?
Reader- John Reader
Huck- John Reader… Let me tell you somethin’ John Reader, name’s have power, don’t let yours lose power. The name “Huckleberry Finn” didn’t have very much pow’r when I was a boy. Some people knowed me by Mary Williams, George Peters, George Jackson, Adolphus, and Tom Sawyer. Those is different stories for different times, right now, I need to know why you need to know how to be a man?
Reader- Well, I get into really tough situations that I can’t get myself out of and just end up losing things. You see, my first job was at wendy’s as a fry cook and for my first week I burned so much food. I realized how bad I was and decided to quit and…
Huck- Wait! You wasn’t fired, but you just quit?
Reader- Yeah, I was going to get fired eventually because I wasn’t getting any better so I…
Huck- You decided to up and quit!? Alright, let me finish my story, then you maybe you’ll see what you done wrong.
End of Scene 6
Scene 7
(Huck is walking by the stream)
Old Huck *voice over*- There I was, walkin up and down the river keepin an eye out for any fish on the lines. Well, all at once here comes a canoe; just a beauty, too, about thirteen or fourteen foot long, riding high like a duck. I shot head-first off of the bank like a frog,clothes and all on, and struck out for the canoe. I just expected there’d be somebody laying down in it, because people often done that to fool folks, and when a chap had pulled a skiff out most to it they’d raise up and laugh at him. But it warn’t so this time. It was a drift-canoe sure enough, and I clumb in and paddled her ashore.
Huck *looking at the canoe*- the old man will be glad when he sees this—she’s worth ten dollars.
Old Huck *voice over*- But when I got to shore pap wasn’t in sight yet, and as I was running her into a little creek like a gully, all hung over with vines and willows, I struck another idea: I judged I’d hide her good, and then, ‘stead of taking to the woods when I run off, I’d go down the river about fifty mile and camp in one place for good, and not have such a rough time tramping on foot. So I waited for him to take his raft off to town and I got me some supplies, beat down the door, splattered some pigs blood as to look like a murder, and took the canoe up as far as Jackson Island before goin to shore.
(Cuts to Huck walking around the woods when he sees Jim lying on the ground wrapped in a blanket)
Huck *to himself quietly*- Why, it’s Jim! Old Miss Watson’s slave. *louder* Hello, Jim!
Jim- Doan’ hurt me—don’t! I hain’t ever done no harm to a ghos’. I alwuz liked dead people, en done all I could for ‘em. You go en git in de river agin, whah you b’longs, en doan’ do nuffn to Ole Jim, ‘at ‘uz awluz yo’ fren’.
Huck- No, Jim, it’s me Huck, not a ghost! Alive just as you are!
Jim- Oh Lordy masr Huck! I wuz a sure dat you wuz a gonr! But hain’t you fraid of me tellin where you is?
Huck- Nah, I ain’t scared. It’s good daylight. Le’s get breakfast. Make up your camp fire good.
Jim- What’s de use er makin’ up de camp fire to cook strawbries en sich truck? But you got a gun, hain’t you? Den we kin git sumfn better den strawbries.
Huck- Strawberries and such truck, is that what you live on?
Jim- I couldn’ git nuffn else,
Huck- Why, how long you been on the island, Jim?
Jim- I come heah de night you’s killed.
Huck- ““And ain’t you had nothing but that kind of rubbage to eat?”
Jim- “No, sah—nuffn else.”
Huck- “Well, you must be most starved, ain’t you?”
Jim- “I reck’n I could eat a hoss. I think I could. How long you ben on de islan’?”
Huck- “Since the night I got killed.”
Jim- “No! W’y, what has you lived on? But you got a gun. Oh, yes, you got a gun. Dat’s good. Now you kill sumfn en I’ll make up de fire.”
Old Huck *voice over*- So I went off and got us some good eatin and we talked, and I told him the whole situation. He tells me that he was runnin away from Miss. Watson. She was gunna sell him down to New Orleans! So I decided that we was gunna run together and be free!
End of Scene 7
Scene 8
Reader- So, you got away, and then you were going to help Jim escape?! Wow, you were really brave, I could never have done that…
Old Huck- It ain’t jest bravery, John, it’s the will to carry on and never give up. Listen here, a real man never quits! That’s what I learned, and even though Jim was a runaway slave, I weren’t gunna give up on him not for the whole world!
Reader- Oh, I should’ve never quit my job that early! That was really stupid…
Old Huck- Quit your whining, there’s a reason you came to me for help. What other troubles d’you got?
Reader- Well, I have a girlfriend, but I don’t think it’s going to work out…
Old Huck- Do you want it to work out?
Read- Yes, I do… but I--
Old Huck- No “butts”! Me and Jim was a thick as thieves, that didn’t mean we didn’t have quarrels, though. This one time we was caught in a real thick fog and we was separated real bad. So I finds Jim safe and sound and sleepin all peaceful like. So I decide to play an awful mean trick on poor Jim...
Scene 9
(Jim is sleeping on the raft, Huck sneaks up next to him and lies down)
“Hello, Jim, have I been asleep? Why didn’t you stir me up?”
“Goodness gracious, is dat you, Huck? En you ain’ dead—you ain’ drownded—you’s back agin? It’s too good for true, honey, it’s too good for true. Lemme look at you chile, lemme feel o’ you. No, you ain’ dead! you’s back agin, ‘live en soun’, jis de same ole Huck—de same ole Huck, thanks to goodness!”
“What’s the matter with you, Jim? You been a-drinking?”
“Drinkin’? Has I ben a-drinkin’? Has I had a chance to be adrinkin’?”
“Well, then, what makes you talk so wild?”
“How does I talk wild?”
“How? Why, hain’t you been talking about my coming back, and all that stuff, as if I’d been gone away?”
“Huck—Huck Finn, you look me in de eye; look me in de eye. hain’t you ben gone away?”
“Gone away? Why, what in the nation do you mean? I hain’t been gone anywheres. Where would I go to?”
“Well, looky here, boss, dey’s sumf’n wrong, dey is. Is I me, or who is I? Is I heah, or whah is I? Now dat’s what I wants to know.”
“Well, I think you’re here, plain enough, but I think you’re a tangle-headed old fool, Jim.”
“I is, is I? Well, you answer me dis: Didn’t you tote out de line in de canoe fer to make fas’ to de tow-head?”
“No, I didn’t. What tow-head? I hain’t see no tow-head.”
“You hain’t seen no towhead? Looky here, didn’t de line pull loose en de raf’ go a-hummin’ down de river, en leave you en de canoe behine in de fog?”
“What fog?”
“Why, de fog!—de fog dat’s been aroun’ all night. En didn’t you whoop, en didn’t I whoop, tell we got mix’ up in de islands en one un us got los’ en t’other one was jis’ as good as los’, ‘kase he didn’ know whah he wuz? En didn’t I bust up agin a lot er dem islands en have a turrible time en mos’ git drownded? Now ain’ dat so, boss— ain’t it so? You answer me dat.”
“Well, this is too many for me, Jim. I hain’t seen no fog, nor no islands, nor no troubles, nor nothing. I been setting here talking with you all night till you went to sleep about ten minutes ago, and I reckon I done the same. You couldn’t a got drunk in that time, so of course you’ve been dreaming.”
“Dad fetch it, how is I gwyne to dream all dat in ten minutes?”
“Well, hang it all, you did dream it, because there didn’t any of it happen.”
“But, Huck, it’s all jis’ as plain to me as—”
“It don’t make no difference how plain it is; there ain’t nothing in it. I know, because I’ve been here all the time.”
(Jim is silent)
Jim- When I got all wore out wid work, en wid de callin’ for you, en went to sleep, my heart wuz mos’ broke bekase you wuz los’, en I didn’ k’yer no’ mo’ what become er me en de raf’. En when I wake up en fine you back agin, all safe en soun’, de tears come, en I could a got down on my knees en kiss yo’ foot, I’s so thankful. En all you wuz thinkin’ ‘bout wuz how you could make a fool uv ole Jim wid a lie. Dat truck dah is trash; en trash is what people is dat puts dirt on de head er dey fren’s en makes ‘em ashamed.
(Jim gets up and goes into the wigwam, silently)
End of Scene 9
Scene 10
Old Huck *drying up tears*- He said nothin more, but that was enough. It made me feel so mean I could almost kissed his foot to get him to take it back. It was fifteen minutes before I could work myself up to go and humble myself to a slave; but I done it, and I warn’t ever sorry for it afterwards, neither. I didn’t do him no more mean tricks, and I wouldn’t done that one if I’d a knowed it would make him feel that way.
Reader *also drying up tears*- wow what a touching story.... I guess relationships are so important to a man that it’s worth fighting through the tough times.
Old Huck- You got it, you're catchin on, boy!
Reader- Thanks, but my problems aren’t over yet… You see, my relationship with my family is really strained, I just don’t really get along with--
Old Huck- Listen up, b’fore ye finish let me tell ya the story of an old man and a young man. Y’see one day me and Huck was goin down the river when all of a sudden these two men come runnin out of the forest screamin and yelpin like they was stray hounds. We took em aboard and turns out they was on the run too, so they joined us and we was like one big happy family. They told us that they was royalty! The old man was a king and the young man was a duke, so we treated them as such.
Reader- I can’t believe it! They actually fooled you and Jim into thinking they were royalty?
Old Huck- You see, John. It didn’t take me long to make up my mind that these liars warn’t no kings nor dukes at all, but just low-down humbugs and frauds. But I never said nothing, never let on; kept it to myself; it’s the best way y’see. That way you don’t have no quarrels, and don’t get into no trouble. If they wanted us to call them kings and dukes, I hadn’t no objections, ‘long as it would keep peaces in the family; and it warn’t no use to tell Jim, so I didn’t tell him. As a may you gotta know that the best way to get along with these kind of people is to let them have their own way.This one time they tried to get real rich....
End of Scene 10
Scene 11
Old Huck *voice over* (The King and duke are waiting behind a fence for his time to go on)- Well, all day the king and duke was hard at it, rigging up a stage area, finding a nice fence, and drawin a crowd. and that night the house was jam full of men in no time. When the place couldn’t hold no more (cut to Duke letting people in), the duke he quit tending the door and went around the back way and come on stage…
Duke *on stage*- This tragedy is the most thrilling one that ever was, written and directed by Edmund Kean the Elder who also holds a starring role. Gentlemen I present to you… ROYAL NONESUCH!
(King dances on stage and leaves)
Single Audience Member- What? Is that it?
Duke *pops head over fence*- Yes.
Audience- WE’VE BEEN SOLD!!! (Riot ensues, screaming is heard loudly off stage). Give us our money back!!!
(Cut to the Duke and King looking very concerned. King looks up, suddenly with an idea)
King *hops on stage, immediately attacked by thrown garbage*- Hold on! Just a word, gentlemen. (garbage stops) Y’all were sold—mighty badly sold. (hollers and shouts of agreement and anger from audience). But y’all don’t want to be the laughing stock of this whole town, I reckon, and never hear the last of this thing as long as y’all live.
Audience member *jumping on stage next to the King*- No. What we want is to go out of here quiet, and talk this show up, and sell the rest of the town! Then we’ll all be in the same boat. Ain’t that sensible?” (“You bet it is!—the jedge is right!” everybody sings out.) “All right, then—not a word about any sell. Go along home, and advise everybody to come and see the tragedy.”
(cut flashes of almost the exact same events. Duke let’s people in, King dances, people throw garbage…)
Old Huck *voice over*- Next day you couldn’t hear nothing around that town but how splendid that show was. House was jammed again that night, and we sold this crowd the same way. When me and the king and the duke got home to the raft we all had a supper; and by and by, about midnight, they made Jim and me back her out and float her down the middle of the river, and fetch her in and hide her about two mile below town.
(Duke and Huck collecting money and letting people in, this time the people look menacing and give Huck and Duke the heimlich maneuver angry looks)
Old Huck *voice over*- The third night the house was crammed again—and they warn’t newcomers this time, but people that was at the show the other two nights. Well, les say they warn’t super happy bout gettin sold.
Duke *handing an audience member a coin*- Mind watchin after the door while I go and get the show started?
Audience member- Will do, sir! (inspects and maybe bites coin)
(Duke leads Huck toward the fence gate)
Duke *arriving at gate*- Walk fast now till you get away from the houses, and then shin for the raft like the dickens was after you!
(scene ends with Duke and Huck running for the hills)
End of Scene 11
Scene 12
Old Huck- Remember this, John. I learnt that the best way to get along with his kind of people is to let them have their own way. Be the mature man and let them have their fun.
Reader- Okay, I think I get it so, even if I don’t get along with my family, I should let them do what they want and try to avoid conflict?
Old Huck- That’s at least what I learned… But it didn’t always work out. (Fade to Huck walkin away in the forest) *voice over* You see I got a little too comfy with the Duke and King that I was too late when the King chose to sell poor old Jim up river. But I did what a real man would do, I set aside everything I wanted to go and save Jim! (fade back) So that’s the story ‘bout how I became a man.
Reader- But! What happened to Jim? Did you ever get him back? Was he ever freed?
Old Huck- I gotta stop somewhere, leave something to imagine! But let me say, if I didn’t know Tom Sawyer was a liar before, I sure as sam’s hill do now! Now get out of here, and go get me some fishhooks!
Reader- Thanks a lot, Huck! *Shakes hand firmly*
Old Huck *smiles*- Good handshake, boy… I mean, man! Now leave!
Wow, this was almost as long as some of David's some of stuff from last year.
ReplyDeleteKyle, this is incredible! How long did this take....??
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