Screenplay

 

 

 

PARKLIFE

Screenplay

By

Kieran Drury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ParkLife is a British crime thriller

SYNOPSIS

Sam and Max are two teenagers living together in a squat. With no job, no grades and no future they consider any means justifiable to improve their standard of living. Max begins to pick up a heroin habit due to the emotional stress put on him by his lifestyle. The two begin to deal drugs on their estate for a notorious gangster to elevate their positions on the estate and their lives. Max’s addiction begins to spiral out of control, while simultaneously Sam is steadily climbing up the gang hierarchy. Max then begins to steal from the drugs he is being supplied with to fuel his own habit. Sam in his new position of power in the gang must punish Max for his disrespect or else the two teenagers both lose everything they have gained so far. Rather than punish Max, Sam instead gives him the money to pay back the crime lord. However at the meeting to pay the money back Max is killed regardless of his repayment. In a complex plot for revenge Sam then joins the crime lord’s inner circle as his right hand man and waits for an opportunity for revenge. On the eve of a big gang war with two rival gangs, Sam kills the crime lord to avenge his fallen friend and blames it on the other gangs. Sam is now the man at the top, he has everything he ever wanted, but he laments the loss of Sam and wonders if this life is preferable to the one he used to have.

 

 

 

CHARACTERS

Sam

Max

 

 

 

 

 

 

1.

INT. Max’s bedroom. Day

Max’s bedroom is an untidy room in a squat house. Max is seen sprawled out upon his double bed with crumpled sheets. The walls of the room have various posters; the most notable is a Trainspotting poster just to MAX’S left on the wall. Various drug paraphernalia are spread on a shoebox lid next to his body. He is listening to the Rolling Stones “gimme shelter” on the radio.

SAM

(Shouting)

Max!?

MAX sits up suddenly, the shoebox lid flips, and he quickly brushes the various items under the sheets swearing under his breath, and flicks off the radio. He looks at the door anxiously and hears the approaching footsteps.

MAX

(Out of Breath)

In here

SAM bursts in looking irate. SAM stands in the doorway and looks at MAX disdainfully.

SAM

(In an incredulous tone)

I can’t believe you’re relaxed

at a time like this

SAM moves from the doorway closer to MAX and looks around the room, a jealous look enters his eye as he looks at the various posters and furniture.

 

 

MAX

(Sheepishly)

I was just chilling

MAX attempts to rise to his feet, but falls back onto the bed almost immediately. SAM watches this with steely eyes and breathes deeply, he stands still and does not move.

 

SAM

(Coldly)

Are you pissed?

MAX stares blankly at SAM, SAM meets his gaze without either of them blinking. MAX shifts his gaze to the large picture window and gazes out at the woods and trees behind them.

MAX

(Flat and devoid of emotion)

No

SAM’s expression softens, he collapses onto a nearby beanbag and stretches out. He sighs deeply and looks at the ceiling.

SAM

(Quietly)

You know how important

 This is.

MAX shifts uncomfortably, and sits up on the bed, his eyes flick guiltily down to the crumpled sheets where his paraphernalia is hidden. MAX then resumes looking out of the window.

 

 

 

MAX

(Emotionless)

We’ve been….Fine

 So far

This place is nice enough

SAM

(Bitterly)

I don’t want to squat all my life.

SAM looks down from the ceiling and looks at the posters and furniture.

(Hesitantly) I want… (Angrily) I need to own something for myself.

And with our brains, this is the only way.

MAX smiles and slowly raises to his feet and looks away from the window he glances towards a wardrobe and shakes his head

MAX

(Humorously)

So what’s this geek got for us to

Wear for our little meeting?

MAX opens the wardrobe and slowly shakes his head laughing under his breath. SAM stand ups up from the beanbag and stretches his arms out.

MAX

(Laughing)

Oh no a vest

SAM turns to the door and begins to walk away slowly, MAX slowly turns away from the wardrobe, reaches under the cover, recovers his gear and hides it under the bed.

SAM

We’re going for a meeting

To arrange to deal drugs for someone

I don’t think he’s expecting

Tuxs

MAX Smiles and walks out of the room, he can be heard going downstairs and out of the back door. The shoebox lids corner can be seen poking out from under the bed. Through the large window MAX and SAM can be seen getting on bikes and riding through the open back gate of a moderately sized well-kept back garden.