Saturday, March 31, 2007

Sex Scenes

Since I've never written a sex scene before and my script calls for one soon, I thought I would do some research and see how others handle it. I remembered the public sex scene from Crank to be one of my favorites from recent movie history.

It really wasn't as good of a read as I thought. Looks like I'm going to have to keep looking for a better example - but in the meanwhile, here it is for your enjoyment:


EXT CHINATOWN, OUTDOOR PLAZA, MOMENTS LATER
EVE storms out of the restaurant, letting the door slambehind her. CHEV follows, staggering like a drunk man. He catches up to her and grabs her arm.

CHEV
Eve... baby... please!

She spins on him.

EVE
Mob hits, Chev? Chinese poison? Do you know how ridiculous you sound? If you’re going to break up with me, at least you can tell me the truth.

CHEV
You think it sounds crazy? How do you think I feel - I’ve gotta live this shit...

Just then the CAMERA SLAMS THROUGH CHEV’S TRANSPARENT CHEST - his HEART seems to GRIND DOWN and STALL, MID-PUMP, as the POISON’S PROGRESS moves another clock tick forward.

The CAMERA pulls violently out of CHEV’S chest cavity - he looks like someone just FIRED A CANNONBALL INTO HIS GUT... face white as a dinner plate... It’s the worst we’ve seen him yet.

EVE
Oh my God, Chev... what’s the matter with you?

He looks around like a drowning man. People everywhere, but starting to disperse as lunch hour dwindles. The world starts to SPIN.

CHEV
I... just need...

CHEV falls to his knees, pulling her down with him.

EVE
Chev, you’re scaring me.

CHEV
(getting a desperate idea)
Wait a minute. Do you trust me?

EVE
No.

CHEV
Make love to me.

EVE
What?

CHEV
Come on. I think it’ll help.

EVE
Help what?

He starts grabbing at her. She pushes his hands away.

EVE (CONT’D)
Get off! Are you kidding me?

CHEV
Take your clothes off.

EVE
No!

CHEV
You always say you want to be more spontaneous.

EVE
You’re insane. You’re like some adrenaline junkie with no soul.

CHEV
Save me, Eve. Save my life.

CHEV starts feeling up EVE’S ass.

EVE
Stop it!

She SLUGS HIM IN THE MOUTH. His head snaps back; he comes up holding his lip.

EVE (CONT’D)
Oh my God, Chev!

She reaches instinctively to comfort him and he lunges forward, tearing at her dress.

They roll around on the ground, scratching and clawing at one another. A curious crowd gathers round. EVE starts to flip out, SCREAMING AND POUNDING on him with her fists like a crazy woman. Next thing you know she’s kissing and biting his mouth, breathless, still pounding with her fists.

EVE (CONT’D)
You filthy animal ...

She reaches down and starts fumbling with his pants. He helps. The onlookers’ eyes widen, moms covering the kids’ faces.

EVE (CONT’D)
Take me right here in front of everyone.

CHEV’S HEARTBEAT starts to pick up. He lifts her dress and positions himself on top of her. EVE is completely out of her head, eyes closed, legs up in the air like a porn star.

EVE (CONT’D)
That’s it... do it ...

CHEV thrusts.

EVE (CONT’D)
Come on, put it in me...

He thrusts again. EVE’s eyes pop open.

EVE (CONT’D)
What are you waiting for?

CHEV looks down at his equipment, then up at EVE, helplessly.

EVE (CONT’D)
(incredulously)
Tell me you’re joking. Now you can’t get it up?

CHEV
(determined)
I’ll fucking get it up!

With a surge of energy he lifts her off the ground, drags her over to a newspaper machine on the street - the crowd parts to let them through - and bends her over it.

He tries again to enter her.

EVE
God damn it, Chev ...!

CHEV
Shut up!

He starts to SPANK her. She responds with a moan. A certain portion of the crowd spontaneously breaks into applause. CHEV picks up the pace. EVE begins making primal cries. A busload of JAPANESE GIRLS pulls up - tourists in matching red uniforms - gaping out the window with slack jawed amazement. With the crowd cheering and traffic stopped, CHEV gets a shot of adrenaline and goes for broke. EVE shrieks like a banshee as he enters her.

CHEV (CONT’D)
I’M STILL ALIVE! I’M STILL ALIVE!!!

CHEV’S HEARTBEAT is slamming, he’s really giving it to her, making full eye contact with the busload of tourists the entire time. CHEV doubles his efforts, desperately fighting for the climax, when ...

BEE-DEE-DEE-DEEE-DEE-DEEE-DEE-DEE-DUM.

CHEV (CONT’D)
What was that?

EVE
Oh God... Oh God... yes...

BEE-DEE-DEE-DEEE-DEE-DEEE-DEE-DEE-DUM. CHEV’S CELLPHONE.

CHEV
Shit!

CHEV reaches for the phone.

EVE
What are you doing?!!

CHEV puts the phone up to his ear.

CHEV
Yeah.

INT DON KIM’S SHIRT FACTORY, SAME TIME

CU of KAYLO’S face.

KAYLO
I’ve got Verona.

We see that KAYLO is duct taped to an office chair in what appears to be an old warehouse, knife to his neck, held by unseen captors. He’s been badly beaten up.

EXT STREET, CHINATOWN, SAME TIME
CHEV is still going through the motions with EVE, but his attention has shifted 100% to the voice on the phone.

CHEV
Kaylo?

KAYLO (V.O.)
I’ve got Verona, man.

CHEV yanks it out and pulls up his pants.

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