2 Minute Intro Draft 2

2 Minute Intro Draft 2

A long street of terraced houses, in the middle of the night. It will show rows of houses with the only light source being the street lamps. There is then a shot of a digital clock reading 2:59 am. You will then be able to see the bedroom in which the clock is in as the camera pans round until eventually landing on the face of a boy in bed. The boy is wide awake with no expression on his face. The boy has his eyes fixed on the clock, and as the clock turns to 3:00 his expression changes as he gives a slight smirk. He gently pulls the cover off of him so they lie in a mound around his feet. He sits up, and slowly gets his feet from underneath the covers before taking them off the bed and onto the ground.

He leans over to his bedside table and flicks his light switch on. This will reveal that he is fully dressed in a hoodie and jeans. He creeps over to the other side of his room and opens his wardrobe. He knows exactly what he is looking for. He pulls out a rucksack and starts to check the contents inside. He pulls out a decorating mask, a pair of cloves and a see through plastic bag with some aerosol caps in them, labelled ‘caps’. He looks serious as he thinks about anything he might have forgotten. He zips the bag up and goes over to the chest of draws next to the wardrobe.

He opens the bottom draw and pulls out a folder lying on top of dozens of different coloured spray cans. He opens the folder and pulls out a wonderful coloured graffiti piece on a scrunched up bit of paper. He folds it up and puts it in his pocket. He then starts to take out the spray cans he wants. He lays them out on the floor and then, when he is happy with them, starts to load them into a carrier bag.

He puts the rucksack on and walks back over to his bedside table as he picks up his ipod and puts his headphones in. He then picks up his phone and sends a text reading, ‘leaving now’ then turns off the light. He puts his phone back in his pocket, walks over to the door, picking up the carrier bag full of cans on the way. He lazily slips on his shoes with the laces already done up and opens the door silently. He walks down the stairs without making a sound, goes to the front door, puts his hood up, and lets himself out, closing the door carefully on his way out. The scene will end with a shot of the boy walking down the street, with no cars or people passing, just him, alone. There is then the closing shot of a woman in her 40’s looking out of a bedroom window as she watches her son walk down the street. She looks tired but very alert at the same time and almost nervous. A tear rolls down her cheek as her face slowly fades to a black screen.