| Trailer Prelude for "Rebels without Causes" | |
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A hunky, dreamy male lead.
A smoking hot ex-stripper as the love interest. A cuddly, witty little brother in need. A funny, sharp little person con man. An angry dad. The police in hot pursuit. A surfboard, a mustang convertible, a cowboy. James Dean. Vegas. A strip joint. La Jolla. Punk music. Riding (surfing) off into the sunset. "Rebels without Causes" will bring a certain look and vision to the screen. The movie is about icons, and is based upon an iconic struggle, growing up and leaving home. An R-rated, coming of age picture that is more than just a T-n-A movie, we have the perfect commercial in mind to sell this movie. If need be, we will use it first to sell investors. Of course, we hope to raise the money to make this movie in full. However, we do have a back-up plan for a rainy day. If need be we will shoot our trailer first, with an initial investment of $50,000. This money is in the budget, so it will be paid back when we get our full investment. If we do get the $3 million up front, we will roll the trailer money into the general budget. And we will still shoot with the trailer in mind because we know we are selling a product: young, sexy and iconic. See for yourself. Here's the script for the Rebels trailer. Check back for the trailer itself. When we get it cut together we will post it here. |
| Trailer for "Rebels without Causes" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Music begins. "Two Brothers," by the Bouncing Souls. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Mustang convertible cruises down the road. Driving is Jamie Person, 18. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| JAMIE is James Dean-esque, blond, hip, blindingly attractive. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Riding shotgun is Billy Person, 12. Billy favors Jamie, but is cute and fuzzy. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Jamie's surfboard is in the back seat. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| | ANNOUNCER
| This summer, two runaway brothers are going on the ride of their lives. | | EXT. ROADSIDE - DAY | Jamie and Billy sit on the Mustang. | BILLY | I want to go with you. | JAMIE | Dad will kill me if I take you. | BILLY | Yeah, well, what do you think he'll do to me? | | INT. PERSON Home - DAY | JOHN PERSON, 40s, looks like a stern teacher in a suit. He is always angry. | JANE PERSON, 40s, is frumpy and put upon. She has suffered for her family | for decades and looks it. | JOHN | I'll kill him. There's no telling what kind of trouble that | asshole is getting Billy into. | JANE | John, I'm sure they're fine. | | EXT. STRIP JOINT - DAY | Billy pukes in the alley. Jamie holds his head. | KATHERINE "KAT" WALKER, 25, is too pretty to be a stripper. | She has too much light in her eyes, too much life in her soul. | BRUCE WALKER, 22, is a huge bouncer type. | KAT | You brought your 12-year old brother to a strip joint? | JAMIE | It's bonding. | Billy pukes some more. | KAT | And what was he doing while you were getting a lap dance? | | INT. STRIP JOINT - DAY | Music from 2001 aka Sprach Zarathustra. | ATHENIA, 22, staged named appropriately, comes through the fog.
| She undoes her top, very much like Phoebe Cates in Fast Times at Ridgemont High.
| Billy's eyes get huge as he sees his first live breasts. | Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun. Billy gets a huge smile. | | EXT. ON THE ROAD - DAY | The Mustang is on the road with Kat now joining them. | KAT (V.O.) | I'm going with them. | BRUCE (V.O.) | WHAT? | KAT (V.O.) | I just feel like they need me. | BRUCE (V.O.) | Do they even know where they're going? | | INT. MOTEL - NIGHT | Jamie and Billy square off, as if they are ready to rumble. | JAMIE
| Alright, loser says uncle. If I win we're going to La Jolla. | If you win, Colorado. | CUT TO: | Jamie has Billy in a bearhug. Billy is biting, kicking scratching | to try to get out of it. Jamie is banging heads together to try to get | Billy to stop biting, kicking, scratching. | KAT enters from bathroom. She is in a sexy robe. | KAT | Stop it, you're hurting him! Jamie! Billy! Stop it! | A beat, and then ... | KAT (CONT'D) | Fine this will stop you. | Kat drops her robe. | Billy and Jamie stop fighting and gawk. | KAT | Dogs. Works every time. | Kat puts her robe back on. | | INT. PERSON HOME - DAY | John is dialing the phone. | I'm calling the police. I won't stop until we get him. | | INT. LAUNDROMAT - DAY | EDDIE B TALL, 30s, is 4-foot-2 and dressed in a zoot suit. | EDDIE | Eddie B Tall at your service. | JAMIE | That's your real name? | EDDIE | Life's cruel, isn't it? | Jamie and Eddie talk. | JAMIE | The thing is, he isn't going to stop until he catches me. | | EXT. DRIVING - DAY | The threesome is in the car. We can see lights from a police car. | KAT | Jamie, the police are behind us! | | EXT. LA Jolla - DAY | JAMIE (V.O.) | I just want to surf real waves | KAT (V.O.) | Jamie, at the end of the movie, John Wayne rides off into the sunset. | KAT (V.O.) | In real life, no one ever rides off into the sunset. | | ANNOUNCER | Rebels ... without Causes, rated R. This summer, take a ride with Rebels. | Fade to Black. | |