Brett Sandoval
5403 China Berry Rd.
Austin, TX 78744
(512) 825-8972
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DREAMERS

WRITTEN BY : BRETT SANDOVAL



1. BEDROOM – MORNING
The bedroom is a normal teen's bedroom except for the
fact that snow is falling and leaves lay on the floor. There lies CHANCE and CAITLIN. They lay on the bed where snowflakes fall downwards on them. They smile at each other. They are happy.

CHANCE- Chance is a nice kid. Young but wise. He’s a very laid back person. He is happy, but something is missing.

CAITLIN- She is a free spirit. She is full of life and joy. A creative soul of melody and heart.

CAITLIN:
Will you look for me?

CHANCE:
Of course. Of course.

CAITLIN:
I hope so.

CHANCE:
Your so beautiful.

CAITLIN: ( jokingly)
What can I say?
( they laugh)
So remember ok, meet me
at –
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2. CORNFIELD – MORNING

There in the cornfield CHANCE wakes up . A tractor goes by as he has tape on his mouth and hands tied up. He looks around as he realizes he’s alone. There is a picture that lies in his pocket sticking out of his shirt.

CHANCE: ( muffled)
Shit.

CHANCE gets his hands free and then once he does that he rips off the tape from his mouth.
He stands up and then gets the photo out of his pocket slowly. It's a picture of CAITLIN. She looks beautiful. He turns the photo around and there's an address on it. It shows


ON CARD:
5403 SILVERSTONE RD.

Once CHANCE reads it he begins to run. He runs off the cornfield and onto the street. He runs and runs down a long road, alone.

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CREDIT SEQUENCE

3. CHANCE HOUSE - MORNING

CHANCE opens his eyes.

CHANCE: (VO)
I hate this. I hate the
morning sun. I hate the
morning air.I hate taking a
shower. I hate eating cereal
with soy milk. I hate shaving.
I hate walking to my car and
slipping on the slick sidewalk
from the waterman. I hate the
people fake smiling at you
drinking there morning coffee.

P's

ACROSTICS
example.
I - Influencing the minds ofN - New generation of peopleD - Destined to lead the worldI - into a new worldA - And N - Negotiate life’s E - Eternal puzzle and twistsS - Satisfying the quest forT - Truth

TRAGEDYP

She walks alone.
On the side of the road.
"Save me" she repeats.
She's entered the world.
Only to be forgotten.
She walks alone.

ROMANCEP

Let them be, standing there on the beach.
Only the wind pushes them apart.
Violions play in the background, everyone smiles.
Everyone sings as they dance in the sunset, happy.

COUPLETS

EX.Into my empty head there come
a cotton beach, a dock wherefrom
I set out, oily and nude
through mist in oily solitude.

REGRETP

As if she knew what i was thinking,
she said those three words without blinking,
i wish i could laugh at her just this time,
like she did to me when i told her i'm fine.

I'm sad and depressed and now what's left,
chasing her was the only thing i did best,
but now i'm at the airport waving good-bye.
Wishing i could go back to the first time we said "HI".

SONNET

ex. Italian (Petrarchan)- this sonnet is split into two parts, an octave and a sestet. The octave is composed of two envelope quatrains rhyming "abba abba" (Italian octave). The sestet's rhyme pattern varies, though it is most often either "cde cde" (Italian sestet) or "cdc dcd" (Sicilian sestet). The turn occurs at the end of the octave and is developed and closed in the sestet. Over the years, the Italian sonnet has been the most favored type of sonnet. Donald Justice- "Sonnet: The Poet at Seven

I guess now that I'm older I laugh less,
but the kids from school are now in college
writing papers about when they we're kids,
but i've learned that i'm not like the rest.
I sit and write and that's all I do these days,
I try to play drums and talk to distant friends
I party sometimes it just depends
I guess my life just seems to fade away.
But I remember when I was only 10
pictured what life I had only then,
not worrying about bills, lies and the girls
because I didn't have a care in the world.
But I guess now that I'm older I fell apart.
I've grown to learn that I have no heart.