Screenplay sample no. 1
INT. BEDROOM-DAWNAdobobo is in bed, lying on side, asleep. Half-awake--leisurely extends legs.
Zoom in on face: eyes suddenly wide open; face is contorted in extreme pain.
Zoom out: right leg appears straight stiff, toes are grotesquely spread apart. Adobobo clutches at right leg with hand.
ADOBOBO
Ah! AAH! PUTCHAAA!!!---
Goes back to sleep. Face still wrinkled in pain, continues to murmur invectives.
INT. ADDU, ROOM F511--NOON
Prof Agustin(60+, with hair dyed black) in front. Five other students are inside room: Adobobo, Zion-Ja(19, m), Zinfandel(19,f ), Alloysius(19,f), and Pavlov(19,m)
Zion-Ja is tinkering with Adobobo's PDA. Adobobo is seated behind Zinfandel, who is seated to the right of Zion-Ja.
ZION-JA
Halaaa, ka-cute!
Adobobo turns head toward Zion-Ja. Tilts head to see what Zion-Ja is looking at--narrows eyes and senses something looks suspicious. Quietly sneaks up behind Zion-Ja to take a closer look.
Zoom-in on face: Adobobo's eyes widen.
Zoom-in on Zion-Ja's hand holding PDA: a cute close-up of Adobobo on the screen.
Adobobo, almost acting on reflex, shoves Zion-Ja from behind. Zion-Ja almost coughs up his lungs from the impact.
ADOBOBO
AAAAAAAAH! UNSA MAN NA?!? NYEEEE, how dare
youuuu!!! WAAAAAH!!
Zoom-in on Zion-Ja's desk: a mad scramble of hands. Adobobo's hand claws on PDA. Struggle is over in a matter of 3 nanoseconds. Adobobo clambers back to seat, continues whining and shooting sharp glances at Zion-Ja. Face is as red as a beet. Prof Agustin, Pavlov and Alloysius are alerted.
PROF AGUSTIN
Ay...Naa'y secreeet...
Adobobo covering face, uncovers face only to shoot puzzled glance at Prof Agustin. Adobobo cannot react properly. Room is too noisy; Alloysius and Pavlov are confused and are demanding to know what just transpired, Prof Agustin keeps repeating "naay secreeet...", Zion-Ja is laughing hysterically and trying to mask the shock of being silently attacked from behind. Adobobo is almost on the verge of hyperventilating.
ALLOYSIUS
Ay, tungod siguro ni sa iyang admirer sa Business Writing no??
Alloysius is clearly off the topic. Begins to relate to class how Adobobo's alleged admirer keeps on asking her stupid questions. Prof Agustin, a born kibitzer, listens intently.
ALLOYSIUS
Kunwari Sir, muingon tong among teacher na,
"Get one-fourth sheet of paper," mangutana pa jud
to siya balik kay Adobobo ug, "Ha? Unsa daw? One-fourth daw ang kuhaon?"
Adobobo: feeling ang haba ng hair! But keeps up an act of modesty and nonchalance.
ADOBOBO
Wala Sir oy! Nangimbento lang gud na'g storya si Alloysius Sir!!!
Zion-Ja looks at Adobobo
ZION-JA
Adobobo...Sorreeee...
Adobobo exchanges glances with Zion-Ja. At this point, Adobobo is utterly disoriented from embarassment and lord-knows-what-else. Exits room in Sisa-fashion: fingers running wildly through hair, dribbling, and zig-zagging across the path.
EXT. OUTSIDE F511, 5TH FLOOR HALLWAY
Adobobo continues to make suray-suray along the path. Finally, Adobobo stumbles on a huge blue dram labelled 'Non-Biodegradable.' Adobobo collapses against the dram, hugs it and sobs uncontrollably.
ADOBOBO
Looooord! Give me a loverrrrr!!!
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posted by Adobobo @ 8:58:00 PM
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