Red Sun Dawn

Tv Pilot By Joseph Lane

Second Draft

Western

20/04/2016 Email: joelane42@yahoo.com

Mobile: 0879388518

EXT - SANT ANTHONY COLONIAL TOWN - SUNNY DAY - TEASER 1

We see an overview of a colonial town. A French flag is

being slowly brought down and replaced with the American

flag. The wind brushing it back and forth orientated with

the dust.

We see a slow panning shot right of the flag with a gush

of wind blowing the dust covering the frame leading into a

transition of a a small busy town. The civilians are going

about their business,People buying from the general

store,marketing and stagecoach drivers being paid for

travel and saloon managers serving drink to the locals and

a talented pionest playing the piano.

We see the town guard hammering a wanted poster into the

wall.

We hear an old man narrative male voice.

NARRATIVE MALE

This is a time of great change

for the good people of Louisiana.

After years and years of French

and Spanish rule.. Tired and

restless we are. the time has now

come for Louisiana to become part

of the Union. But this aint our

story, this story is about one

group of people and their

willingness to survive the

unknown. We begin in a little

village outside New Orleans. I

had no personal designs on hating

the French but I gotta admit they

had a mighty damn good slice of

bread.

FADE IN - END OF TEASER

INT - HOUSE - SUNNY DAY 2

We see the glaring sun panning towards a window. A bird

perches on the mantel tweeting.

A slow pan towards a bed We see a young man sleeping and

snoring shuffling back and forth.Suddenly the young man is

rudely awoken by a French male banging on his door.

The bird fly’s away

FRENCH MALE

BLAKE... GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT

BED AND DOWN TO THE STABLES. YOU

PULL THIS CRAP ON ME AGAIN ILL

MAKE YOU SLEEP WITH THE STALLANS

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 2.

Blake Harrington rushes out of bed quickly putting on his

trousers and clumsily falls to the ground.

restless and in a rush Blake grabs his boots putting them

on as fast as he can

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Alright Alright sorry Mr Martal.

just a minute ill be out

momentarily.

Blake rushes out the door as fast as he can bumping into

Martal. We pan up slowly to Martal’s face. He stars at

innocent Blake shoving him forward towards the stables.

Martal forces a shovel into Blake’s hand.

SAMUEL MARTAL

Here.. Now go clean out the crap

from the stables.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Yes Mr Martal

SAMUEL MARTAL

Then head too town and bring back

some cheese and bread from the

general store.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Yes Mr Martal

SAMUEL MARTAL

off with you boy. Get too it.

Blake walks towards to stables. He takes a pause staring

into the scorching glaring sun covering his eyes with his

hand. Walking into the stables Blake is greeted by a

friend

We see a young male siting on top of one of the hay bails.

He greets Blake as he walks in.

STRANGER

Cleaning out the horse crap again

are we!

END OF ACT ONE

INT - RANCH - SUNNY DAY 3

Blake shrugging with a smile gets to work shovelling the

horse poo into a bucket

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 3.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

haha unlike.. you I got me an

obligation. I suggest you do the

same.

STRANGER

With all do respect. And I mean

with ALL do respect I got

different ambitions in life then

shovelling horse crap into a

bucket.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

You know what I mean Jack

JACK DAW

I cant say I do.. Enlighten me.

Blake stops working and turns to Jack. Blake drops his

shovel on the ground.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

WORK Jack... everybody need to

make a liven somehow. I have a

priority to make me a liven. And

if that means cleaning horse crap

then so be it. Now I understand

you being a man of wealth might

not understand the value of

honest work but I expect you to

accept what I do Mr slack jaw

Jack daw

JACK DAW

Woo take it easy. I mean no

disrespect. No offence given.. I

just sayin Martel working ya like

a dog is all.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

I appreciate you cumin on over

jack but I am up to my eyes in

house shit. maybe we talk again

later our.. maybe you help me

clean this shit.

Jack walks towards Blake and picks up the shovel handing

it over to to him.

JACK DAW

Thats why Im here. Old buddy Jack

is here to help. NOW.. where can

I find me a shovel.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Are you sure you want to help?

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (3) 4.

JACK DAW

what are good friends for rite.

Blake hands Jack back the shovel with a smile

BLAKE HARRINGTON

There is only one shovel.

JACK DAW

Aww god damnit! I know Im going

to regret this later.

We hard cut to Blake sitting on the hay bails. A POV from

Blake looking down at Jack shovelling the horse poop.

blake is smoking tobacco.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

You enjoying yourself down there

Jack.

JACK DAW

Aww aint that cheep. THIS SHIT

STINKS WORSE THEN SCUNK GAS.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Take it all in Jack. That sweet

sweet smell of mint.

JACK DAW

aww you owe me big time for this

Blake.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

haha I thought you wanted to

help Jack. Its much appreciated.

JACK DAW

I did but I was under the

impression you had more then one

GOD DAMN SHUVEL. AWWW THERE SHIT

ALL OVER THE PLACE. SHIT ON BY

BOOTS SHIT ON MY HANDS BECAUSE

THERES SHIT ON MY SHOVEL.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

AWWW HAAA HAAAA.

JACK DAW

WHAT SHO LAUGHING AT.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Old friend Jack finally got him

some hard honest work. Kinda

feels liberating rite?

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (4) 5.

JACK DAW

LIBERATING MY ASS.. You know how

I feel. I feel like SHIT.

LITERALLY THER IS SHIT ON MY GOD

DAMN FACE. "liberating"

BALKE HARRINGTON

Alright Alright you done Jack.

Take yourself a breather

Blake puts on his hat and picks up his bag walking towards

to door attaching on his belt buckel.

Jack daw drops the shovel and wipes his forehead

JACK DAW

Finally ooo sweet jesus... where

you off too Blake?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

I just popin down to the general

store to get me and Martel grub

for the supper. wanna come with?

JACK DAW

Anything beats this crap.

Jack daw and Blake Harrington walk out of the stables and

head for town.

END OF ACT 2

EXT - SANT ANTHONY GENERAL STORE - SUNNY DAY 4

We take place at Henry Bradshaw’s General store. we see a

series of different food products such as vegetables and

spices laid out on the counter shelves of the store.

We see customers purchasing food and spices. Jack and

Blake arrive at the general Store. They are greeted with a

warm welcome by Henry.

HENRY BRADSHAW

Good afternoon gents. How might I

be of service?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Afternoon Mr Bradshaw

Henry gives Blake and Jack a firm handshake

HENRY BRADSHAW

Blake my boy. Good to see you no

doubt Martel keeping you on your

feed as usual. And Jack. cousin

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 6.

HENRY BRADSHAW (CONT’D)

Martha sends her regards..

however...that incident in the

North was quit the scandal. bad

news indeed.

JACK DAW.

(To Henry)

Martha is bad news Henry Sir

HENRY BRADSHAW

HAHA indeed Sir indeed but you

never heard it from me. Anyhow

what can I do ye for gents?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Just the usual Bread and cheese.

Thanks a bunch Henry.

Blake purchases the Cheese and bread from Henry. Jack And

Blake walk out of the general store

We see men in fancy uniform on horses arriving into town

with a stagecoach mount of Blake Slaves in chains being

escorted to the market.

JACK DAW

(To Blake)

Blake lucky here

Blake and Jack stare at the men in uniform with a nerving

and discussed look bestowed upon their faces.

We see a slave in chains begging for mercy and freedom

trying to hold on to the bars. The ecco of nerving

inhumanity can be heard all around

SLAVE TRADERS

COME ON YAww MOVE THEM IN.

NIGGERS DONT WALK AROND

THESE PARTS. NIGGARS RUN

BLACK SLAVE

PLEASE LET ME GO I HAVE A

FAMILY

SLAVE TRADERS

QUIET YOUR YOUR WHINING

NIGGAR DIDENT I GIVE YOU MY

LAST APPLE.

BLACK SLAVE

PLEASE!!

SLAVE TRADERS

GET YOUR DAMN HANDS OF THEM

BARS NIGGER BEFORE I CHOP

THEM OFF.

The slave carriage passes through the town. We see the

towns folk staring at the slaves.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (3) 7.

We see the Governor passing last. Blake gives the governor

an angry look of discussed. The Governer shrugs and

continues.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

(To Jack)

Well Aint that a sight.

JACK DAW

(To Blake)

I don’t know about you... But

This... IS.. Wrong.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

It sure is.

Blake rolls up a cigarette and smokes it walking away.

JACK DAW

You heading back Blake?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

I am Jack. Thanks for given a

hand today. A need to get me some

shut eye

JACK DAW

Alright..I SEE YOU TOMORROW THEN

Blake walk away. We fade out with a concerned look on Jack

Daw’s face.

END OF ACT 3

INT - HOUSE - NIGHT 5

We see Blake and Martel eating supper around a small

table. Blake is barley eating his food. Concerned Martel

engages in conversation to brake the silence

Blake is day dreaming and not listening to Martel

SAMUEL MARTAL

Blake your hardly touching your

food. Whats on your mind boy.

Blake doesn’t answer day dreaming and pondering the slaves

he saw. We hear the sound of Screaming slaves in Blake’s

distraught mind.

Martel puts his hand on Blake getting his attention

SAMUEL MARTAL

BLAKE..

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 8.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Ugh.. Sorry Mr Martal.. I aint

feeling so hungry. Properly just

the sun frying my mind.

SAMUEL MARTAL

nonsense.. when did that stop you

before. Whats on your mind boy

BLAKE HARRINGTON

Can you make an educated guess.

SAMUEL MARTAL

yes.. don’t think I saw the slave

trade today. Not a pleasant site

is it.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

(emotional)

There were people Martal.. People

like you our me wrapped up in

chains like dogs all because of

the colour of their skin. fucket

dogs wouldn’t even be treated

like that. Iv seen some sick

things before. But this Martal

out spanks them all. In your day

was this kinda shit carrying on?

SAMUEL MARTAL

In my day it was different. Not

like this. It wouldn’t have

happened but that damn empire

sold us out. but thats a story

for another day. Don’t bother

yourself about such things. Your

a good worker Blake and im proud

of you. Your father would be

proud of you also. Now get

yourself some shut eye. We have a

long day tomorrow

Blake remains silent with a troubled mind. We fade into

Blake’s bedroom.

FADE IN

INT - BEDROOM - MIDNIGHT 6

We see Blake shuffling and shrugging in his sleep. He is

awoken by a nightmare of himself as a slave and being sold

to the market.

Blake is sweating of fear. Catching his breath

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 9.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

AWWWWWWWWWW.

Blake hears a noise coming from the other side of the

town. He sees a massive fire on the near side of town.

Blake intrigued decided to sneak out to investigate the

fire. When he arrives he witnesses a horrific scene

A family of four burned to death. A mysterious man in a

clock waring a hat exiting the scene is spotted by the

horrified Blake

He stars at Blake briefly and Blake catches his face as he

runs away into the night.

Blake calls the town guard and brings him to the scene.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

GUARD... GUARD.

TOWN GUARD

What is wrong?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

THERE IS A GOD DAMN FIRE AT

CHARLOTTES... THEIR DEAD!!!

Blake escorts the guard to the scene. The guard rings the

town bell.

Bells can be heard as we dissolve into the next scene.

EXT - SANT ANTHONY FIRE SCENE 7

We see the townsfolk all gathering at the scene of the

fire. Everyone is accusing each other of murder and wide

panic is atmospheric. Blake is standing silent at the

scene

The Governor Mr Smith approaches

GOVERNOR SMITH

ALRIGHT FOLKS... EVERYBODY CALM

DOWN. NOTHING TO SEE HERE.. GO

ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.

TOWNSFOLK

WE WANT ANSWERS. THERE ARE PEOPLE

DEAD IN THERE.

GOVERNOR SMITH

IM SORRY BUT THIS HAS BEEN A

TRAGIC ACCIDENT AND NO EVIDENCE

IS THERE TO SUGGEST A MURDER OF

ANY KIND

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED: (2) 10.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

I DISAGREE

The towns folk become silent

GOVERNOR SMITH

WHATS YOUR NAME BOY?

BLAKE HARRINGTON

BLAKE HARRIGTON SIR.

GOVERNOR SMITH

ALRIGHT THEN BLAKE... WHERE IS

YOUR EVIDENCE.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

I TRUST THE TOWNSFOLK TO TRUST ME

GOVERNOR. I WAS AT THE SCENE AND

I DID SAW ME ONE FELLA RAMBLING

AROUND.

GOVERNOR SMITH

IS THAT RIGHT..CAN YOU POINT THIS

INDIVIDUAL OUT FOR US THEN.

Blake points at the man in uniform next the governor.

BLAKE HARRINGTON

It was him sir.

The governor gives Blake a snarling grin.

GOVERNOR SMITH

ARE YOU ILL. DONT BE DAFT BOY.

THIS IS MY DEAR CUSION AUTHER

SMITH. I SUGGEST YOU KEEP YOU

NOISY BUSINESS OUT OF SOMETHING

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND.

the townsfolk keep shouting and complaining to the the

governor. Blake stars daggers at Author Smith. Author

stars back in the same manor. A trail of nervous swet can

be seen flowing down his forehead.

Cut the black

END OF ACT 4