Potato del Grande
When you put it like that.
Now I feel bad for my life =(
When you put it like that.
That doesn't even make sense. I am literally right here because I believed in something. The rest is all true, but nihilist...I mean, say what you want about the tenets of National Socialism, Dude, at least it's an ethos.
You poor boy. I can see it now. As you stand in the desert, gazing up at the southern face of that big beautiful wall, all you'll manag to meekly squeak out over your sniffles and literally shaking is "just an expanded fence..."First off. There will be no wall.
Yeah, there is one in front of my mom's house that's been there about 7 years and this year was the first time we ever saw fruit on it. I think it had like 3 pieces total and it's a HUGE tree. Lame.Avocado tree take forever to bear fruit, like 5 to 10 years. Start planting now Soygen.
You poor boy. I can see it now. As you stand in the desert, gazing up at the southern face of that big beautiful wall, all you'll manag to meekly squeak out over your sniffles and literally shaking is "just an expanded fence..."
Never before this moment have I been more convinced that you are, in fact, Jewish. A truly disgusting and degenerate piece of filth.Hardly.
Let me give you the more accurate scenario.
A long stretch of road in a desert panorama that fades into the distance. A lone car drives along it.
"""It's been so long. You and I...*pause*...through so much."""
The DRIVER. Looking ahead. Focused. Resolute. He has the hard chin, set eyes and rough exterior of a man that not only gets results, but expects them.
The PASSENGER. An obese, soft and effeminate man. Used to the comfortable. He is excitedly pointing and clapping at every feature that comes through the dusty window.
""""You would FINALLY get to meet my mother.""""
The PASSENGER begins to clap hysterically.
"Scream! Scream! LOOK AT THE BIG DOGS!!!!!"
The Driver is focused on the road but manages a half smile, he knows this poor soul. He understands this poor soul.
"Those are cows Mario."
Hours later the travelers arrive at their destination. White Sands New Mexico.
MARIO(The Passenger) running from the car, squealing in glee. Scream (The Driver) lighting up a cigarette and giving a small nod to Mario.
"Let's run until we can't stop Scream!"
Mario runs off into the dunes. Heedless of the danger he is in. Scream knows his soft, bulbous body can't last more than an hour or two in this harsh environment, tendies or no.
"Don't go far Mario."
Scream grabs the extra water, and the emergency pack of CHICKEN TENDERS. This isn't new to him but he wants to indulge. After a few minutes of watching MARIO run up an down the dunes
Scream is ready to head back. It will be afternoon soon.
MARIO is twirling in a circle on top of a very large dune. Suddenly, he trips over his own feet and falls out of view.
SCREAM sees MARIO go plunging off the side of a large dune and out of view. Leaping into action he vaults up the sand wall in only a few steps. He reaches MARIO who is sobbing gently and holding his knee. There is some sand rubbed into a small scratch on his leg. Scream takes as much of Marios body into his strong, Irish-Jew arms as he is physically capable of.
ECU - MARIO EYES
ECU - MARIO LIPS
"Show me the wall Scream."
"Mario, there is something you should know..."
"I don't want to hear it Scream...please. We are so close. I need to see the wall."
This is a side of MARIO that SCREAM has never seen. So forceful. So vigorous. MARIO needs to see the wall.
SCREAM gathers MARIO up in his arms and looks toward the southern horizon. Toward the border. Toward...MEXICO. Something tremendous is about to happen.
"""A 45 minute drive in silence to the outskirts of Las Cruces I pull off the main road and take us down a dirt fence road for another mile or so. Your breathing becoming heavier and heavier as you know we are close."""
"Right over that ridge Mario. That is the border. You sure you want to see this?"
The word comes out as barely a whisper.
"""I know I am about to hurt the one I love, but knowing that it must be done. For you. For us. For America."""
CUT TOThe Travelers begin the approach to the low-lying hills. SCREAM can sense MARIOS excitement. It almost excites SCREAM as well. It's the feeling a parent gets on Christmas morning when their kids come bouncing the stairs, eyes full of wonder and wondrous magic. You know it's a lie but you persist. For them. There is magic in this world, even for a short time and you want just a piece of it. Just for one second. SCREAM can barely see the finally few feet as they crest that hill. The mist in SCREAMS eyes is too much.He know the pain he is about to cause
As SCREAM stops at the top of the last hill, MARIO bounds from the car, leaving the door open in his excitement at finally getting to see first hand the wonders that SCREAMS hand helped wrought.
FADE - BLACK
Bong. Bong. Bong. Bong. Bong.
All I can hear is the door ajar alarm as the tears begin to flow.
I'm expecting a scream of pain. Something primal and raw. But as I raise my head all I see is you. My dear Mario. Hands buried in the dry desert sand as you look upon what you have so long sought and found...
In a second SCREAM is out of the car as well. Rushing to MARIOS side he hold him tight as he feels MARIOS soft gentle curves begin to heave, undulate and ripple like an earthquake over a land made of soft yogurt.
'But...he said......he promised."
"I know. I know."
PAN UP SLOW OVER TRAVELERS
As SCREAM raises his head to look about the empty vista he sees a flash of reflection. A mote of light bouncing off something metallic in the far off desert of Mexico. It's getting closer. As MARIOS sobs rack his poor, degenerate, bloated and soft body, SCREAM can just barely make out a sound in the distance. A lament for all those lost. A dirge.
End of Days
Honestly, I shit this out in a few minutes. You give me a month with my development people and this will be a fucking HIT on HBO or Netflix. You get nothing.Never before this moment have I been more convinced that you are, in fact, Jewish. A truly disgusting and degenerate piece of filth.
Also I get likeness rights when you sell this script. I'm sure the market for anti-trump propaganda flicks is going to be booming.