Alien Resurrection script recital/competition! UPDATE! 06 NOV 2017Locked21,368 Views280 RepliesAdd A Reply
Hello Scified! It is time for our second script recital. We did Alien last spring and now we will recite Alien Resurrection. There is a prizey prize for the member who delivers the last spoken line of the movie. Mods, Staff and Admin are also members. (The winner will need to PM me with shipping information).
The rules are pretty simple. You can post a line but have to wait to post another until someone else posts the next line. A caveat is if a line is only one to four words long- in that case, you may deliver two lines.
The winner will be the member whom delivers the final line of the script. Posting that line out of sequence of the script is not a win. The intent is to conduct the entire script top to bottom.
I encourage maximum participation. If I see no activity for approximately 24 hours, I will bump the thread with some random silly stuff. Some off script jocularity is allowed but we should not get too off topic. This competition will be several pages long by the time it is done.
To keep us on the same sheet of music, we will use the script provided by Black Winter Witch and AVP Galaxy.
I will give the first line to get it started and show the proper way to post.
I reserve the right to adjust if things are moving too slowly. ENJOY!
FOR NEWER MEMBERS!!! Here is a link to the last recital in case you are unfamiliar with the general flow:
Elgyn- We're docking. Are the cargo trucks secured?
(Call feels like she is being blamed for not securing the cargo trucks when she did before liftoff on the trip to this island of a ship.)
Call replies, "I checked 'em an hour ago."
(Call analyzes Elgyn's facial expression and she's a little confused at Elgyn's concern and his paranoia question.)
Elgyn- I don't want them so much as rattled. Any leakage, I take it out of your hide.
(Call ignores her analysis of Elgyn and stays serious.)
She replies without a doubt in her mind, "Trust me, boss."
Elgyn laughs at that remark and replies, "Not my style." He then exits the engine room.
Christie- What's our status?
Elgyn replies to his buddy in a respectful and direct manner, "We're coming in.
Elgyn than adds a little smirk, "Time to enjoy a little of the general's hospitality."
Christie (looking disappointed but un surprised)- Oh great. Army food.
(After Christie's reminder, the smirk on Elgyn disappears...almost. Elgyn enjoys free food.)
Elgyn replies, "It'll keep us till we can get the family wagon up to spec. Assuming the natives are friendly."
Elgyn - It'll keep us till we can get the family wagon up to spec. Assuming the natives are friendly.
Not a map, an invitation
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Christie- We expecting any trouble?
(as Christie assembles is attached arm-guns...)
Elgyn: From Perez? I doubt it. Still, let's be ever vigilant.
(He thinks again, "You never can tell...."
("Especially when your a pirate," he thinks to himself._
(Johner drops a knife on Vriess' leg)
(Hello dk! Glad to join the fun!)
VRIESS continues working, humming to himself. Completely oblivious. Johner laughs as Call looks at him furiously.
Call - What is wrong with you?
Not a map, an invitation
Johner starts acting like he didn't do anything wrong. He then takes a swig of his liquor and mumbles something, "Just a little target practice. Vriess isn't complaining."
Vriess-Goddamnit!Johner you son of a *****!
Nothing the God of biomechanics wouldn't let you in heaven for
Johner- Oh, come on, you didn't feel a thing.
(Call is pissed as s#!t! She replies with voice slightly raised. Johner is a little intimating... Still, Call's face easily says how pissed she is over that knife incident.)
"You are an inbred mother****er, you know that?"
(She didn't have to think hard for her reply since Johner looks like he's been part of some inbredding childhood. It could also be because of his long lasting stand as a space pirate. That's something Call can respect in way. You don't live long in this lifestyle unless your good. Either way, whether Johner is ugly or part of some piece of trash childhood, which is highly likely in today's world (that's if you want to acknowledge it), he's still a piece a $#!t personality wise. That f^cK&r.)
Johner- I'll take that knife back now.
Call - Where do you want it?
Call stares at Johner, she is really pissed now
Vriess replies, "Call. Forget it. He's been sucking down too much homebrew."
Don't push me, little Annalee. You hang with us a while, you'll learn
I'm not the man with whom to f##k.
(Johner than exits the cargo bay after Call broke the knife. Johner left with his ego hurt, but he still swaggered his self-imposed courage. I guess hitting a thin, pretty girl just wouldn't be right...even for Johner.)
Vriess states to Call in the safety of Johner not being around, "We really have to start associating with a better class of people. Vriess's mind starts to wonder on what that would mean and then he replies, "Get back in the grid, give me a sequence run." (Dilemma diverted.)
(The crew arrives at the security check point)
Soldier- No projectile weaponry is allowed on board the vessel, Sir.
Johner (opens jacket as the sensor goes off) - Moonshine, my own. Way more dangerous.
The "mistaken" solder then replies, "Sorry, sir."
Elgyn then fires back, "What do you think we're going to hijack the vessel? All six of us?" (Elgyn couldn't resist being a smarta$$. He just couldn't let something like this slide by without him knowing exactly what the military is thinking. After all, they work for the government. It's good push a few of their buttons, then you can figure out where you can stand and what they got on you, if anything. You can only trust them only as far as the button goes down.)
Vriess comes abreast of the soldier.
Wanna check the chair? (he asks sarcastically as the soldiers glove metal detector wails and flashes madly)
CHRISTIE: This place is really clean.
IN SPACE THERE IS NO WARNING
Johner- Hey, you You got any *****s on this vessel? Any loose women with bad eyesight? (LOL!)
PEREZ: I think you'll find our accomodations somewhat spartan. Although the cook sets a good table.
IN SPACE THERE IS NO WARNING