A Time Machine and a Bullet
copyright 2013
FADE IN-
INT. JESBEN’S GARAGE. EVENING.
JESBEN, a girl with long, curly tendrils of chestnut hair, glasses, and bright green eyes is tinkering with a capsule-like machine with GRANDMOTHER, a short, mousy woman with tufts of gray hair stuffed into a bun.
Jesben:
Grandmother, I think we did it!
The machine lights up, light pouring out of its one small window.
Grandmother:
Oh, Jesben. This is amazing! I know your parents would be proud.
JESBEN looks down, saddened by her grandmother’s comment.
Grandmother:
I’m sorry, Jesben.
JESBEN looks up.
Jesben:
It’s okay.
Grandmother:
Well, on a lighter note, where are you going to go?
Jesben:
I want to meet that girl that saved my great great great great great grandfather.
CUT TO-
INT. YOUNG GIRL’S BEDROOM. NIGHT.
The walls are a rose blossom pink. A white bed with pink sheet and a white bedside table with a lamp on it sits next to a window. A small GIRL with bright green eyes and cascading strands of chestnut hair sits in her bed. Her GRANDMOTHER sits on the foot of the bed.
Grandmother:
Jesben, would you like to hear the story about the girl that saved our family?
Young Jesben:
Oh, yes Grandmother!
Grandmother:
Okay, one more time.
ZOOM IN- YOUNG JESBEN’S FACE. She opens her eyes. ZOOM OUT.
CUT TO-
EXT. CIVIL WAR BATTLEGROUND. DAY.
The sky is a pastel blue, without a cloud in the sky. The sun shines over hundreds of small, raggedy tents pitched up next to a creek. There is a small forest on the other side of the creek. SOLDIERS line the tents, talking, polishing guns, drinking. YOUNG JESBEN is sitting on the high grass, panting.
Grandmother (V.O.):
It was a warm, sticky day in 1863. Your great great great great great grandfather was polishing his gun when he heard someone screaming his name.
Young Jesben (Screaming):
Samuel Hollows! SAMUEL HOLLOWS! SAMUEL!!!!!!
SAMUEL, a tall, slender man with curly chestnut hair and illuminating green eyes looks up from polishing his bayonet, covered with crusted blood on the blade.
Grandmother (V.O. Cont.):
He found the sound of the screaming. It was a girl, about twelve, six years older than you Jesben. She wanted to talk to him, but she couldn’t. A terrible battle broke out.
There is a GUNSHOT in the distance. Suddenly,there are soldiers sprinting around each other frantically, shooting in chaos. SAMUEL grabs YOUNG JESBEN’S hand.
Samuel:
Come with me.
Grandmother (V.O. Cont.):
As they ran, Samuel saw a man reloading his gun. As the man shot, the girl jumped in front of him. The girl died, but the Hollows family lives on.
A SOLIDER reloads his gun, standing ready to shoot SAMUEL. YOUNG JESBEN jumps in front of SAMUEL. The bullet hits her, and she crumples to the ground, lifeless.
ZOOM IN- YOUNG JESBEN’S FACE. She opens her eyes, and gasps as if she swallowed a mouthful of water. ZOOM OUT.
CUT TO-
INT. YOUNG GIRL’S BEDROOM. NIGHT.
YOUNG JESBEN is panting.
Grandmother:
Are you alright Jesben?
Young Jesben:
Sorry, I dozed off.
CUT TO-
INT. JESBEN’S GARAGE. EVENING.
Jesben:
Okay Grandmother, everything’s set. You sure I’m allowed to do this.
Grandmother:
Yes. You’ll come back, I know you will.
Jesben:
Okay Grandmother. Goodbye!
Grandmother:
Goodbye!
JESBEN hugs GRANDMOTHER. JESBEN sits inside the capsule. The garage door opens, and the capsule flies out, into the air.
FADE IN-
EXT. CIVIL WAR BATTLEFIELD. DAY.
The capsule appears in the air and hits the ground. It is SMOKING. JESBEN opens the capsule door slowly.
Jesben (Excited):
Oh my God, it worked! It actually, properly worked! Yes!
JESBEN jumps in the air, SQUEALING with joy. She stops abruptly.
Jesben:
Oh, right. (a pause, then screaming) Samuel Hollows! SAMUEL HOLLOWS! SAMUEL!!!!!!!
JESBEN runs into SAMUEL.
Samuel:
And you are?
Jesben:
Jesben Hollows. Can I talk to you for a minute?
CUT TO-
INT. CAMP TENT. DAY.
It is a cramped area. There is a bed roll on the right corner of the room, along with a small, cabinet-like box filled with food and other supplies, such as gunpowder. There is a desk cramped in the bottom left corner. There are two pistols, a rifle, a bayonet, and a uniform laid on the desk. JESBEN sits on the bed roll on the right side of the tent. SAMUEL sits on a pillow on the left side of the tent. He hands JESBEN a dirty thermos.
Samuel:
Here, drink some water. You look parched.
JESBEN takes the thermos and drinks a sip.
Jesben (disgusted):
Thanks.
JESBEN hands back the thermos.
Samuel:
You’re welcome. Now, what did you want to tell me about?
Jesben:
You probably won’t believe this, but I’m a time-traveller.
SAMUEL is confused.
Samuel (Confused):
Like “Journey to the Center of the Earth” time-traveller?
Jesben:
Yeah, I guess so.
Samuel:
Well, what year are you from?
Jesben:
2013.
SAMUEL does a spit-take.
Samuel (Shocked):
WOW!
Jesben:
Thanks. Oh yeah, something to tell you . . . I’m kind of you’re great great great great great granddaughter.
SAMUEL does another spit-take.
Samuel:
This is amazing! I-
Jesben (Cutting SAMUEL off):
Yeah, okay, but I came here for a special reason. Has anyone saved your life today?
Samuel:
No, um-
A gun SHOOTS in the distance.
Samuel:
It;s a skirmish, oh God . . .
SAMUEL holds out his hand, and JESBEN grabs it. They run through fighting SOLDIERS. A LONE SOLIDER reloads his gun, ready to shoot SAMUEL.
JESBEN:
It’s me! I’m the girl! I saved myself!
JESBEN turns around and is hit by the bullet. She falls, lifeless, to the ground.
FADE TO BLACK.
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