CAMILLE FORTUNATO's socially awkward, oddball cousin Ruth has taken over her bedroom and filled it with mostly junk.
PAGE ONE
INT. FORTUNATO HOUSE - CAMILLE’S BEDROOM
Panel 1: Camille scans the floor, searching for something.
CAMILLE: Look at all this junk.
Panel 2: Camille rummages through piles of Ruth’s strange belongings.
CAMILLE: It’s not even -- I don’t know. It’s... junk.
Panel 3: Ruth sits on the side of the bed. Sinks her feet in a pile of sweaters.
RUTH: Just settling in. Like you do.
PAGE TWO
Panel 1: Camille wades through Ruth’s obstacle course.
CAMILLE: My wedges! I need my -- I can’t --
Panel 2: Camille makes her way to the bedroom closet. It’s barricaded.
CAMILLE: Those shoes were the last gift my mom gave me.
Panel 3: Two hands on the closet doorknob, a foot leveraged on the doorframe, Camille pulls hard against the blockage.
CAMILLE: Argh! I can’t lose those shoes.
PAGE THREE
Panel 1: Camille manages to crack open the closet door wide enough to see inside.
Panel 2: Tight on what Camille sees inside the closet -- A giant, singed, dented ROBOT HEAD!*
* This is the head of the 20 ft. Giganto warbot Ruth rammed with a truck (Go here). It’s about twice the size of an average man’s head and it fits nicely inside the closet even sitting atop a rolling cart w/ wheels.
Panel 3: The Giganto Warbot head is not Camille’s concern.
CAMILLE: What? Why is--? Ruth, you -- Urgh -- I need those shoes!
PAGE FOUR
Panel 1: Ruth calmly sifts through a suitcase.
RUTH: I’m real sorry about your mom. Auntie Marie was always nice to me. I liked her a lot.
Panel 3: Camille spins around.
CAMILLE: They're red. They're suede. And they're my fav --
Panel 4: Camille glares at Ruth, mostly with her right eye. Her left eye is twitching.
CAMILLE: Where are they? You –– you dorkus!
PAGE FIVE
Panel 1: Ruth shows Camille a framed photo of the two of them. They were six-years-old when the photo was taken, arm-in-arm, smiling like best friends.
RUTH: Hey, look. It’s us.
Panel 2: Camille clenches her fists.
CAMILLE (articulates): Where. Are. My. Dark RED WEDGES?
Panel 3: The chin straps on Ruth’s hat swing to and fro as she shakes her head.
Panel 4: Camille is livid. Wild eyed.
CAMILLE: What if I took your stupid hat?
Panel 5: Ruth opens another suitcase.
RUTH: I don’t have your shoes, Camille.
PAGE SIX
Panel 1: Ruth stares into the glowing interior of the open suitcase.*
Panel 2: Ruth quickly shuts the suitcase lid.
Panel 3: Ruth, unnerved, looks up at Camille.
RUTH: Your shoes are definitely not in there.
Panel 4: Camille is on her knees in a small clearing. Fists raised to the ceiling. She SCREAMS!
CAMILLE: AGGGHH!!
* Like the glowing briefcases in the films “Kiss Me Deadly” and “Pulp Fiction.”
PAGE SEVEN
Panel 1: Camille points an accusing finger at Ruth.
CAMILLE: You!
RUTH (off panel): Simmer down, hothead.
CAMILLE:You stole them!
Panel 2: Ruth rubs chin. Reflects.
RUTH: You know, now that I think about it, I might be able to help.
Panel 3: Same as panel 1. Except, Camille has an insane look on her face.
CAMILLE: Ha! I knew you had them.
Panel 4: Tight on Camille’s accusing finger pointing at Ruth. Ruth cocks an eyebrow.
RUTH: Careful. You could put out an eye with that thing.
PAGE EIGHT
Panel 1: Dragging a pillow behind her, Camille burrows a path to the spare bed -- to Ruth.
RUTH: Once I find my Wedjat, we can go.
CAMILLE: Wedges you mean.
Panel 2: Ruth retrieves a CELL PHONE from a box of junk.
RUTH: Here it is — my Wedjet, see?
Panel 3: CU of Camille’s angry eyes.
CAMILLE: You’re dead meat!
Panel 4: Ruth’s eyebrows jump.
PAGE NINE
Panel 1: WHAP! Camille smacks Ruth with the pillow.
CAMILLE: Ruth! Give me my shoes before I--
Panel 2: Ruth, having fallen back on the bed, reaches for her own pillow/weapon.
Panel 3: Ruth springs into action. Swings her pillow.
PAGE TEN
Panel 1: Floofh! Ruth’s pillow smacks Camille in the face.
Panel 2: Pillow bursts open on impact. Feathers.
Panel 3: As feathers fly everywhere, Ruth makes an escape.
PAGE ELEVEN
Panel 1: Ruth pushes against the door, the jar blocking the doorway. Feathers floating everywhere.
Panel 2: Ruth bolts from the bedroom into...
Panel 3: ... the UPSTAIRS HALLWAY. Feathers follow her. Snouts slosh inside the wobbly jar.
PAGE TWELVE
Panel 1: IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM. Camille arrives in time to see Ruth scrambling to climb inside a clothes dryer.
CAMILLE: Ha! Game over.
Panel 2: Camille, crouched by the dryer, reaches inside it.
INT. DARK DRYER
Panel 3: Camille gropes around to find Ruth.
Panel 4: Camille eases her face inside.
CAMILLE: Don’t make me set this machine to optimum dry. Because... (beat) ... I’ll do it.
Panel 5: There’s an echo inside the deep black depths of the dryer.
RUTH (off panel): Hey-ey-ey-ey!
PAGE THIRTEEN
Panel 1: Waist deep, arms stretched out, Camille strains to touch something. Anything.
CAMILLE (calls back; echo): Ruth-uth-uth?
Panel 3: Camille continues to advance until...
Panel 4: ...she plunges into darkness.
CAMILLE: Yaaaahhh!
PAGE FOURTEEN
Full Page: An advertisement.
Headline 1: Nano Gateway Meta-Universal Corporation “The future of techno-magical engineering” — What’s new!
Main Headline (2): THE WEDJAT XXX. Multi-universal reception perfection.
Image: A hi-tech phone with an imprinted logo that looks like the Egyptian Eye of Horus. This is the one Ruth uses. (Starburst headline: "YAASS!")
Txt (small print): Wedjet™ is the exclusive property of NANO GATEWAY META-UNIVERSAL CORPORATION “The future of techno-magical engineering”. All Rights Reserved.
THE UNBELIEVABLE RUTH © Mark Ricketts
ART FOR THE UNBELIEVABLE RUTH © Shane White
Nice job; I have it all pictured in my head 👍
really loving the artwork on this one!