soft targets
DESCRIPTION
A writer is confronted by characters he has killed off in his story.TRANSCRIPT
EXT. TERRACE TANK. DAY
We’re on top of a tank which is on top of a building.
Here we find a young bespectacled man seated in a chair.
There’s a table in front of him. On it, there’s an ashtray
with cigarette butts, a notebook that’s not open, and a pen.
All of a sudden the man opens the book, picks up the pen,
uncaps it and writes his name on the first page: Vishnu. He
turns the page and writes:
"INT. CANNIBAL HECTOR’S DINING ROOM. NIGHT"
INT. CANNIBAL HECTOR’S DINING ROOM. NIGHT
A room with minimal but dramatic lighting.
Cannibal Hector, a good-looking, formally dressed man, sits
at the head of a table. There’s a plate in front of him with
a few pieces of meat.
Enter, a man in a leather jacket and a hat. We don’t see his
face.
Hector takes out a gun and points it at the man.
HECTOR
Kalki.
KALKI
Hector.
HECTOR
I’ve been expecting you.
KALKI
I can see that. Where’s the
Brahmin?
HECTOR
You mean the Vibhuti boy?
KALKI
Yeah the Vibhuti boy.
Hector pushes the plate forward and points at the meat with
a fork.
HECTOR
He’s right here.
Kalki keeps quiet.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 2.
HECTOR
Hey Vibhuti, look who’s here. It’s
Kalki. He’s here to save you.
KALKI
That’s enough you sick bastard!
EXT. BUILDING’S TERRACE. DAY
A voice from behind Vishnu shouts...
VOICE
You sick bastard!
Vishnu turns to find a man with vibhuti on his forehead.
VISHNU
Was that you?
MAN
Yeah!
VISHNU
...Do I know you?
MAN
You know the Vibhuti boy? The one
you chopped up and served as dinner
to that Hector fellow? Yeah that’s
me.
VISHNU
I see. But I didn’t chop you up.
Hector did.
VIBHUTI
Well he wouldn’t have chopped me up
if you hadn’t written that he
chopped me up.
VISHNU
True.
VIBHUTI
You don’t think that was a sick
fucking thing to write?!
VISHNU
It was. It was a terrible thing to
write. But it happened. And my job
is to write what happens.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 3.
VIBHUTI
It happened? It happened?! What do
you mean by that exactly? Are you
saying it’s a true story?
VISHNU
No.
VIBHUTI
Then how the fuck can you say it
happened?
VISHNU
It happened in my head. I imagined
it.
VIBHUTI
What’s wrong with you?! Why would
you imagine such a horrific thing?!
(he points at the notebook/script)
You intend to make that into a
movie someday right?
VISHNU
Yeah...?
VIBHUTI
Is that the kind of thing you want
to be known for?! You want people
to think you’re a sick fuck?! You
want them to think you’re a
psychopath?!
VISHNU
Relax no one’s going to think I’m a
psychopath.
VIBHUTI
Why not? Why wouldn’t they?
VISHNU
Because it’s just a movie.
VIBHUTI
Just a movie?
VISHNU
Just a movie.
VIBHUTI
Just a movie. In which a character
gets slaughtered, chopped up and
eaten by another character. Yeah
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 4.
VIBHUTI (cont’d)that’s totally acceptable, no one’s
going to have a problem with that.
VISHNU
No. No what happened to you was
wrong, I admit it. But at the end
of the day it’s just a movie...and
you’re just a character so...
VIBHUTI
So no one will give a fuck.
VISHNU
Exactly.
Silence.
VISHNU
...Can I get back to writing now?
VIBHUTI
Why me man?!
VISHNU
Why you? Hm...I’m afraid only
Hector has the answer to that.
VIBHUTI
Don’t give me that shit!
VISHNU
(losing patience)
If it wasn’t you it would’ve been
someone else. Hector was hungry, he
had to eat. And the audience needs
to know what an evil fellow he is.
VIBHUTI
Tell me why you wrote me in the
first place? Was it just so I could
be killed off and eaten by some
lunatic?
VISHNU
Truthfully, yes.
VIBHUTI
Didn’t I mean anything to you?
VISHNU
Not really.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 5.
VIBHUTI
Shit man. Why couldn’t you have
made Hector a regular
non-vegetarian?! I mean, why can’t
he be eating chicken instead of a
human being?
Eureka!
VIBHUTI
Wait...I’ve got it. Here’s a great
idea. Re-write the scene...
VISHNU
No way!
VIBHUTI
Listen. Re-write the scene. Let
Hector be a regular non-vegetarian
eating chicken this time. Make the
hero of the movie the dead
chicken’s lover.
VISHNU
What?!
VIBHUTI
Think about it! The hero is a
chicken. The dead chicken’s lover.
And he’s come to avenge her death.
He kills Hector and inspires a
movement against non-vegetarianism!
It’ll be the most entertaining
message movie ever made!
VISHNU
Great. But what if the dead chicken
shows up and starts lecturing me
about animal cruelty?
VIBHUTI
Then you can explain to her that
the movie actually condemns animal
cruelty and shows that humans get
punished for killing innocent
animals.
VISHNU
That would be enough to console the
chicken?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 6.
VIBHUTI
I think so, yes.
VISHNU
Right. So listen. I don’t in any
way condone cannibalism. In fact
I’m totally against it. And
Cannibal Hector will be punished
for what he did to you. Trust me.
Feeling better now?
Long pause.
VIBHUTI
...You think you’re really smart
don’t you.
VISHNU
Look I’m sorry you’re dead. I’m
sorry you were eaten up by a
Cannibal. I’ll try and make it up
to you by giving him a painful
death.
VIBHUTI
You’re so kind, really, such a
wonderful soul.
VISHNU
I’m going to continue writing now.
Vishnu picks up his pen and continues writing.
INT. CANNIBAL HECTOR’S DINING ROOM. NIGHT
Kalki is fuming...
HECTOR
They don’t call me Cannibal Hector
for nothing.
KALKI
After tonight, they’ll call you the
late Cannibal Hector.
HECTOR
Why would they call me that?
KALKI
’Cause I’m going to slay you
tonight.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 7.
HECTOR
Ooh. Scary stuff.
KALKI
Why don’t you drop your weapon and
fight like a man?
A VOICE
Hey!
A long-haired man with a weird sense of clothing emerges
from behind Hector’s chair.
MAN
Boss is the man.
KALKI
Who the hell is this?
HECTOR
He’s a goon.
GOON
(to Hector, sounding hurt)
Boss, I have a name you know?
HECTOR
(menacing as hell)
No I don’t know. You know why?
Because I don’t make it a point to
remember the names of lowlife
pieces of shit!
GOON
...Okay boss.
HECTOR
Now entertain our guest while I
finish my meal.
Hector pulls his plate towards himself.
Goon hops onto the table. He starts...
EXT. BUILDING’S TERRACE. DAY
Vibhuti watches while Vishnu writes.
VIBHUTI
Why are you wasting time with this
loser!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 8.
VISHNU
Hey get lost!
Vibhuti walks away. Vishnu continues writing.
INT. CANNIBAL HECTOR’S DINING ROOM. NIGHT
Goon starts doing some crazy matrix-style kung-fu moves
while approaching Kalki. He doesn’t stop with his moves
until he reaches the end of the table, at which point he
jumps, twirls in the air and lands right in front of Kalki.
He rises to find Kalki holding a gun. It’s aimed right at
his forehead. Kalki fires.
Hector springs up from his chair
EXT. BUILDING’S TERRACE. DAY
The dead goon comes out of nowhere and starts approaching
Vishnu and Vibhuti.
GOON
Hey what the fuck man?!
VISHNU
Who’s this now?
GOON
Why did I have to die in such an
embarrassing manner?
VISHNU
The Goon?
GOON
Yes asshole!
VISHNU
Right. Listen, I don’t have to
explain shit to anybody. Least of
all a couple of dead characters.
VIBHUTI
I think you do owe him an
explanation.
VISHNU
What was that?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 9.
VIBHUTI
Look at least my death gave your
Kalki character some motivation to
challenge Hector. So I didn’t die
entirely in vain. But this guy? He
pops out of nowhere, he gets called
a piece of shit, and he dies a
funny, inconsequential death.
VISHNU
Exactly! That’s the idea! His death
was meant to be comic relief.
That’s why he had to die the way he
did.
Goon breaks down.
GOON
My death was meant to be comic
relief?! How could you?! I was just
trying to defend my boss...Why did
you have to make it so easy for the
other guy eh?! You just gave him a
gun and made me look like a
complete ass!
VISHNU
I just "gave him a gun", what the
fuck’s that supposed to mean?! Are
you accusing me of being a bad
writer?!
GOON
Yes! You’re a terrble, terrible
writer!
VISHNU
Kalki came there to meet Cannibal
Hector, who happens to be a
psychopath! Kalki would’ve been a
fool not to carry a gun! And Kalki
is anything but a fool.
GOON
He said he wanted to fight like a
man!
VISHNU
No...no he asked Hector to fight
like a man!
Goon moves away and sits in a corner. Vishnu turns to find
Vibhuti smiling at him.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 10.
GOON
Hey!
VISHNU
What?!
GOON
How would you feel if you were...I
don’t know...struck by lightning
right now, as you were sitting
there, trying to finish your scipt.
What if you got killed and what if
the person writing you told you it
was for comic relief. How would
that make you feel?!
VISHNU
Not great I suppose. But I’m not
being written by anybody so.
VIBHUTI
Are you sure about that?
VISHNU
...Of course I am.
VIBHUTI
I don’t know.
He inspects the place and the surroundings.
VIBHUTI
How did this table get up here? How
did this chair get up here? How did
you get up here?
VISHNU
...I just...who do you think you
are, Christopher Nolan?!
VIBHUTI
Think about it. Who put you here?
Where did we come from, us dead
characters? Why are we bothering
you? Is it because you killed us
off in your story? Are we
manifestations of your guilt or are
you schizophrenic? Either way we’re
getting on your nerves and the
person writing you is having a good
time.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 11.
VISHNU
Wow that’s some great...bullshit.
VIBHUTI
He’s using you the way you used us!
Why did you write that morbid,
distasteful story? Do you have an
answer? Do you?! No? Let me tell
you why. Someone made you write
such a scene so that we could pop
out of nowhere and give you a hard
time about it. If you had written a
harmless story, say a romantic
comedy, in which no one got hurt,
we wouldn’t be here right now.
Silence.
GOON
...Yeah!
Vishnu sits down on the floor.
VISHNU
Shit. I feel violated.
GOON
Welcome to the club.
VISHNU
So what should I do? Write romantic
comedies? With a bunch of lovable
characters and happily-ever-after
endings?
VIBHUTI
Will you enjoy being pestered by
every character you end up killing?
VISHNU
...No.
VIBHUTI
Then write romantic comedies.
VISHNU
It’s going to be really hard.
VIBHUTI
I know. Take it one step at a time.
First things first. Tear up what
you’ve written so far.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 12.
VISHNU
Why?
VIBHUTI
Don’t you want to get rid of us?
Vishnu nods. He gets up slowly and walks towards the table
like it’s the hardest thing he’s had to do.
He clutches the pages of his notebook on which he’s
scribbled his script. He turns around to see his dead
characters one last time. They seem happy. He tears out the
sheets of paper and rips them to shreds.
He walks around waving his fists with his middle fingers
stuck out.
VISHNU
Take that my puppeteer, Take that!
I’m free! I’m not going to write
dirty, morbid stories just because
you want me to!
NOTE: The following text will be shown as subtitles along
with the visuals.
Once he calms down he sits in his chair and pops a cigarette
into his mouth. Just as he’s about to light it he feels an
incredible pain in his chest. He slides off his chair and
onto the floor. He’s writhing in pain. Remember folks,
Smoking is injurious to heath.
BLACK OUT
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