Casting "In God We Trust."
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Casting "In God We Trust."
Jacob: (Supporting) a Bible-Thumper runt-like character who's intelligence stands much higher than his height with deadpan humor and a tell it like it is demeanor.
Jacob - Sides
INT. RONNY’S APARTMENT - SAME
A cell PHONE rings from an end table, display reads: “Mom.”
JACOB (O.S.) It’s your mom!
RONNY (O.S.) Turn it off.
JACOB, 16, stands to the side of CamCorder wearing a “Jesus Freak” tee shirt, he grabs the cell, turns it off.
JACOB That’s cold.
RONNY (O.S.) You ready?!
RONNY Hit it, Run!
Jacob hits play on the CamCorder and...
Some very strange over-the-top angelic music begins in the b.g. as... In SLOW MOTION: THE DOOR OPENS with a bright light blasting in the b.g. and DRY ICE coming up from both sides of the door as...
RONNY, 40’s, long hair, beard, steps into the light, silhouetted, walking down the hallway. It becomes obvious he’s playing Jesus and bearing a huge CRUCIFIX on his back. He appears to struggle under the weight of the Cross...
You’re too hunched over.
Ronny says nothing, continues on with his over-the-top acting.
JACOB (CONT’D) And he carried it over one
shoulder, not across both...
Ronny stops, stands up straight as the CROSS touches lightly to the ground. His eyes roll back in his head as he transforms out of character, and then...
RONNY Cut! Cut it!
Jacob shuts it down. Ronny approaches.
Jacob sits. Ronny sits to the side of him, leans back, frustrated.
RONNY (CONT’D) (laughably serious)
Look, Jacob. I asked you here to give me notes because you’re the resident Bible Thumper of this apartment complex, but hold off your notes until after I’ve completed the scene. You see, when you’re a method actor like myself, you actually become your character, feeling the pain and agony, blood sweat and tears of the character you’re portraying --
So Jesus carried a Styrofoam Cross?
If so, you won’t need to cast Simon of Cyrene. And where’s his Crown?--
Yes, no! See? You don’t understand
the craft of acting, and now your interruptions are clouding my motivations and judgement.
Jacob holds, confused, perplexed.
You see, this is my interpretation
of Jesus’s walk to Crucifixion--
Why interpret when it’s perfectly
written out in The Bible?--
Can you just respect my process? I want to edit and get this to my director to help him find his vision.
Ronny puts his head back, deflates. Jacob looks around the living room.
Are you going to tell me what
happened with Crystal? Because I think that’s what might be clouding your motivations and judgements.
If I tell you, will you not
interrupt the next take? Ronny puts his head back on the couch.
Three months ago, she came over,
said she wanted to talk.
XT. STREET - MINUTES LATER Ronny’s Lexus drives by.
INT. RONNY’S CAR - SAME
Ronny drives, complains to himself about his evening.
RONNY Weeeeee, that was fun.
Ronny turns a corner and... SCREEEEEEEEEEECH! The car skids to a stop. Ronny’s eyes are bulging, looking out the front windshield. The engine idles as he slowly steps out into the calm of the night.
EXT. STREET - SAME
Ronny walks to the front of the car to find Jacob on the ground.
Jacob feels his torso, and then sits up...
Thanks for stopping.
I could’ve killed you!
Ronny helps Jacob to his feet.
What are you doing, walking in the
middle of the street?
Collecting my thoughts, praying for
a couple of kids at school.
I’d consider doing that on the
sidewalk in the future.
I guess I got lost in prayer.
RONNY (re: car)
Get in, I’ll drive you home.
I don’t want to put you out.
We live in the same complex.