Why Does My Porsche Cayenne's Exhaust Sound So Loud
Trailer screenplay
1. TRAILER SCREENPLAY
FADE IN FROM BLACK. SHOW CLYDE IN A JEWELLREY SHOP, LOOKING AROUND.
CLYDE (v.o): I was never a rich man.
SHOT OF CLYDE FROM THE BACK, LOOKING AT A RING, GANGSTER IN BACKGROUND
I was never a powerful man. Life only went one way for me.
CLYDE WALKS AWAY, CLOSE UP OF MISSING RING
SHOP ASSISTANT: Hey, he’s got the ring! He’s got the ring!
CLYDE LOOKS BACK SHOCKED, GANGSTER (STAN) BEATING UP SECURITY
But this was before the offer.
CLYDE AND STAN FACE TO FACE WITH BODYGUARDS LAYING UNCONSCIOUS
STAN: I’m Stan Willis. My father, Anton Willis. Leader of the most notorious, the most dangerous mob in this
city.
CLYDE: (muttering, staring suspiciously) what do you want from me
SHOT OF RING IN CLYDES HAND
STAN: You
CLYDES BACK TO CAMERA, WITH ANTON SITTING AT DESK WITH STAN BEHIND HIM
ANTON: The money, power and women can be yours all you have to do is say yes
CLYDE LOOKS UP
CLYDE: Yes
CLYDE ON HIS WAY OUT, BRAD GRABS HIS SHOULDER
BRAD: (smirk) hey, you’re family now
CLYDE SMILES AT HIM AS HE WALKS AWAY WITH AWE
MONTAGE:
- CLYDE IN A SUIT, INSPECTING HIS GUN IN AWE
- CLYDE GETS DOOR OPENED FOR HIM BY BRAD AS HE STEPS INTO CAR
- ANTON GIVES CLYDE WAD OF MONEY AS HE WALKS PAST HIM
- GANGSTERS GAMBLING
- STRIPPER KISSING CLYDES NECK
- SLOW MOTION OF CLYDE ENJOYING BIG PARTY
SOUND OF GUNSHOT INTERRUPTS MONTAGE, SCREEN GOES BLACK
FADE IN FROM BLACK TO FUNERAL OF ANTON WILLIS
CRYING PEOPLE DRESSED IN BLACK WALK AWAY, LEAVING MOB STANDING AROUND CASKET
STAN: (voicing over as mob look at each other with stern faces) I want my father’s legacy continued. Who finds
the killer will be our leader.
BRAD GRABS CLYDES ARM AS THE MOB WALK AWAY
BRAD: (smiling) two man job?
CLYDE SMILES AND NODS
MONTAGE (fast):
- CLYDE STEPS OUT OF CAR AND LOOKS UP
- MOB SHOOTING RIVAL GANG
- CLYDE READING LETTER
- GUN BEING RELOADED
- CLYDE AND BRAD RUNNING
- CLYDE WITH A GUN POINTED AT HIS HEAD
FADE TO BLACK WITH SECOND GUNSHOT
CLYDE SUITED UP IN THE BACK OF A CAB, COVERED IN BLOOD LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW
CUT TO VIEW OF SKY AS CLYDE IS DRIVEN AWAY WITH THE CAB IN SIGHT
CLYDE (VOICEOVER): Every man builds his world in his own image. He has the power to choose, but no power
to escape the necessity of choice.