THE MANAGER

EPISODE 1 “KIDNAPPED”
BY
Mark Rennie

And

Jayden Coelho

CUE: THEME MUSIC

ROLL OPENING CREDITS

FADE IN:

INT. GREG’S HOUSE – GARAGE – LATE NIGHT/EARLY MORNING

A group of 4 mid-late teenagers/early twenties men enter from outside, they are GREG, CARL, JAMES and MATT; together they are FREE SHELTER. The room is filled with spare instruments and a couch and camper bed. They all appear slightly depressed apart from Matt, who appears to be extremely drunk.

CARL

I’m sick of only making 50 bucks for one nights work.

MATT
Come on Carl that’s 25 each.

CARL
Actually its $12.50. And for 4 hours work!

Greg drops is mic stand and guitar case on the couch and turns round to face Carl.

GREG
Well do you have any ideas on how to make more money, or even better, how to get out of that shithole.

CARL
Maybe, I saw this ad, hang on I think it’s over here.

While Carl is looking for the advertisement, Matt stumbles over to the bed and throws up next to it.

CARL

Ewwwww! Gross!

Greg runs of screen and we hear running water. He returns with a hose and subsequently sprays the vomit and Matt in the face.

CLOSE-UP of an advertisement floating in the now formed puddle. It reads BARRY LARKMAN: BAND MANAGER

INT. ABANDONED FARM–BARRY’S OFFICE – MIDDAY/LATE AFTERNOON

The guys are sitting across from BARRY who is dressed like he shopped only at 80’s stores; he is about the same age as the guys. Barry is sitting at a desk while the others are all sitting across from him in office chairs.

BARRY
So you saw my postal ad, cool. Now I assume you want me to manage your band, right.

GREG

Hold on. We want to know what you can offer us first.

BARRY

Well I can promise you that within the year I’ll have made you the most famous band in the world.

MATT

Oh My God! Really?

CARL
You actually believe him. Have you been drinking?

MATT

Only since 1

The guys quietly talk among themselves.

Greg

All right, we would like to hire you as our manager

BARRY

Great, then I’ll just get my client list

As he turns and bends over to get the file, James looks at Carl

JAMES

(Whispers)

Is it just me, or does he seem familiar?

CARL
(Whispers)

I don’t know, you’re the one who pays attention to guys

JAMES
(Whispers)

I’m not gay!

Barry turns and sits back in his chair

BARRY
OK I’ll just add you to the list and you can be on your way.

They all shake hands with Barry and exit

EXT. ABANDONED FARM – MIDDAY/LATE AFTERNOON

The guys walk over to their car which is parked next to a non-descript panel van, just as they are about to get in they hear a voice.

KIDNAPPER (O.S)

All right Mofos! Get in the van!

The guys climb into the van

MATT
I hope there’s candy.

INT. BATHROOM – NIGHT

The guys are all standing inside a shower wearing women’s underwear, being held at knife point by the kidnapper.

The Kidnapper Approaches them giggling, as he pulls out a can of silly string.

KIDNAPPER
I’m going to enjoy this.

He approaches again but this time slips on a piece of soap and falls over unconscious.

CARL
How ironic he would slip on the soap.

GREG

Stop complaining lets see his face.

They take the mask off the kidnapper.

MATT
Holy shit! It’s Barry. We should wake him up and warn him about the kidnapper.

James and Greg face palm while Carl slaps Matt.

JAMES
Come on lets put him in the trunk.

GREG

Yeah! James can have him when were done with him.

JAMES
HEY!

They pick Barry up and carry him out.

EXT. ABANDONED FARM – NIGHT

The guys are sitting in their car with techno music blaring and screams coming from the trunk, they are still wearing the underwear.

An unmarked police car rolls up and signals its siren. COP 1 approaches the car. Matt quickly hides his phone in his brassiere.

CARL
(Whispers)

Matt I’m going to kill you.

COP 1

Can you please turn the music down sir?

Greg turns the music down; a muffled scream is heard from the trunk.

COP 1

Can you pop the trunk please sir?

Greg again does as asked and Barry just jumps out of the Trunk in his underwear, subwoofer tied to his face and runs off into the bush.

Pulling his gun the cop takes a defensive stance.

COP 1

Please step out of the car sirs you are under arrest.

COP 2 approaches

COP 2

Looks like we got ourselves some weirdoes.

MATT

This is going to do wonders for my street cred.

CARL

Dude, we’re not rappers.

JAMES

I hope there won’t be any strip searches.

COP 2

Don’t worry mam, there won’t be.

CUE: DUDE LOOKS LIKE A LADY BY AREOSMITH

FADE TO BLACK

ROLL END CREDITS