FILM 911

This is a script submission and some changes have been made to the script below in the final product.

AT FRONT DOOR 

Chuck dressed in camo comes to my door with a clipboard.

“I’m a Major from the local military recruitment office. I’m distributing recruitment material to those who might be interested in military service.” Says Chuck

“I’m a bit old for military service” say Dr Smith.

“Yes, sir,” says Chuck, “but some of your neighbors said you rent out rooms to young men. Are there any home that I can talk to?”

“Not right now,” says Dr Smith.

“Well perhaps I could come in and leave some material for you to share with them?” Says the Major.

Dr Smith, of course, invites the Major in.

IN DINING ROOM 

“Thank you for inviting me in,” says the Major.

“It looks hot out there, here’s some water.” Dr Smith says to the Major as he offers him a drink.

“How many pamphlets should I leave with you, sir?” says the Major.

“Well, why don’t you leave 3 or 4, I only rent out to one young man at a time, but none seem to stay for very long.” Says Dr Smith.

“Really, because you have a great place here, sir.” Says the Major.

Dr Smith and the Major continue to talk until the Major collapses onto the table.

Dr Smith picks up the clipboard, looks at it and says, “He is here to investigate me on the disappearance of young men, not recruit them for military service.”

IN THE GARAGE 

The Major is tied up in the garage. Pants, no shirt (but dog tags) and is starting to come to.

Dr Smith is standing there watching him regain consciousness, taking some pictures.

The Major protests, but cannot get free. Dr Smith says, “No one can hear you Major.

Let see how these muscles look with a little oil.” Dr Smith puts down the camera and oils up the Major while he continues to protest.

“You are going to make a fine addition to my collection.” Dr Smith says.

The Major states that some of those young men were in the military and that the military is onto him.

The Major states people will be looking for him if he is gone too long and that Dr Smith doesn’t want to mess with the military.

Dr Smith continues to oil his chest and arms and then takes some more pictures, ignoring him.

Finally, Dr Smith puts the camera down and says, “It’s time to sleep, Major” and renders the Major unconscious with a chloro rag.

IN LIVING ROOM 

The Major is passed out on the couch, shirt open, dog tags visible.

Dr Smith manipulates the Major’s body while he is unconscious on the couch. Jonathan

“Let’s see what your name is Major” as Dr Smith takes the dog tags to look at them and says…..”ah, Chuck.”

Chuck stirs and Dr Smith swings the dog tags in front of Chuck’s face.

Gradually, Chuck’s eyes began to droop and close, and his head sags forward.

“Chuck, I am your General and you are going to obey your General.”

Before Chuck can protest Dr Smith says.

“Stand at attention, Major”

Chuck barks “Sir, yes, sir.” And stands at attention and salutes.

“Take off your shirt, Major.” (Sir, yes, Sir!) and Chuck instantly removes his shirt.

“Take off your pants, Major” (Sir, yes, Sir!) And they are gone also.

Dr Smith says, “Chuck every time I say, ‘Give me your dog tags Major.’ You will give me your dog tags, go back into a deep trance and obey my commands. Do you understand?”

“…Sir…yes…sir”

“Wide awake, Major”. Chuck’s head rolls up, and Dr Smith hands Chuck his dog tags, saying “You dropped these Major. You need to keep track of these.” Chuck promptly puts them over his head and said, “Sir, sorry, sir.” Sheepishly.

“How do you feel, Major?” says Dr Smith.

“Sir, I’m ready for duty, sir.” Chuck barks.

So as Dr Smith stands facing Chuck he says in a commanding voice. “Hand me your dog tags Major!”

This time Chuck whips them off quickly and hands them over. “Sir, yes, sir”

Dr Smith takes the dog tags and says, “Major, your whole body is rigid, like a statue. Every muscle, every limb cannot move unless I move them.” Chuck is motionless, at attention, as Dr Smith puts the palm of his hand against Chuck’s face and ran his fingers over his hair. There is no reaction.

Dr Smith runs the palms of his hand over Chuck’s chest, feeling his hard pectorals and nipples.

Dr Smith moves Chuck’s body around. Hands above Chuck’s head. Hands by his side and my favorite, hands in mid-air just floating…

Dr Smith put the dog tags back around Chuck’s neck waking Chuck from his trance. Chuck looks around enraged and as he starts to lunge towards Dr Smith commands Chuck’s dog tags. Chuck blinks, bewildered and falls immediately back into trance while holding out his dog tags. Dr Smith takes the dog tags from Chuck saying,

“Major in a minute, I’m going to say ‘Attention’ and you are going to wake up and stand at attention. I’m going to ask you to do some PT (physical training) for me, but you won’t remember how to count and you will say all different numbers as you do your exercises…

Dr Smith then commands Chuck to do some calisthenics (jumping jacks, squats, situps…). Chuck tries to count but all the numbers are out of order.

After his exercises, Chuck is standing back at attention.

“Chuck your General needs to inspect your body.”

Chuck says….”but sir.”

Dr Smith barks, “That’s an order MAJOR! Now flex!”

“Sir, yes, sir” Chuck responds.

Chuck goes through various muscles poses, especially showing off his chest, arms and back.

Make him act as an animal of his choice and a zombie since halloween is coming up.

Dr Smith then says, “Very good, Major. Now sleep.”

Chuck’s head falls forward as Chuck leans into Dr Smith standing in front of him. The doctor moves Chuck back to a standing position.

Dr Smith says, “Attention Major! Why are you in your skivvies…your General orders you to get dressed and fall in”

Dr Smith puts the dog tags on the coffee table in the living room and leads Chuck toward the office.

IN THE OFFICE 

Chuck is in the famous office chair now, shirt open, but no dog tags.

As Dr Smith turns away from Chuck, Chuck opens one eye and we see that Chuck is not under Dr Smith’s spell.

Dr Smith’s left the dog tags in the other room and has no control of Chuck.

As Dr Smith moves around the office, Chuck grabs Dr Smith from behind.

Dr Smith yells “Dog tags, dog tags!”

Chuck says “They are in the living room so that won’t work this time!”

Dr Smith takes a pendant from his neck and holds it in front of Chuck and Dr Smith. As the pendant swings back and forth Dr Smith falls into a trance. Chuck is amazed and asks Dr Smith if he is hypnotized. “I am hypnotized and you are my master.” Says Dr Smith.

Chuck says “Now you’ll pay for all those young men who are missing…” “You will wait here while I get my dog tags.” Chuck leaves the room while Dr Smith remains stationary in a trance still holding the pendant. Once Chuck leaves, we see that Dr Smith is really not in a trance. Dr Smith grabs a syringe as he leaves the office while heading to the living room.

IN THE LIVING ROOM 

Chuck moves to the coffee table to get his dog tags. Dr Smith comes up behind Chuck and renders him unconscious with an injection while Chuck collapses on the floor.

In the next scene in the same room Chuck is back in his underwear, standing at attention, on the phone telling his superiors that the Dr Smith issue was just a misunderstanding. Chuck hangs up the phone as Dr Smith puts Chuck’s dog tags around Dr Smith’s neck saying to Chuck, “As long as I’m wearing these you will be my Major and at my command.” Chuck responds with an enthusiastic “SIR, YES, SIR!” and we fade out…