This past Saturday was the first one I ever attended. Below is a dramatic reenactment of what happened before the event.
FADE IN:
INT. LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Frank is nicely dressed in slacks and a buttoned up shirt.
FRANK
I’m leaving now, I’m going to Pitch-Fest.
EXT. HOUSE - MORNING
Frank exits his house. Before he closes the door a shadowy figure skitters out behind him.
FRANK
(turns around)
Huh?
The shadowy figure jumps behind a bush unseen.
INT. YARIS - MORNING
Once entering his car, Frank adjusts his rear view mirror and catches a glimpse of the mysterious shadow figure but when he looks in the backseat nothing is there.
FRANK
I could have swore I saw something.
(shrugs shoulders)
Aw well.
He starts his car and pulls out of the driveway.
EXT. 101 FREEWAY - MORNING
Frank exits the 101 Freeway via Sunset Blvd.
INT. YARIS - MORNING
Frank gets closer to the Pitch-Fest building. The clock reads 8:30am.
FRANK
Cool, I got here an hour early, I’ll be able to run through my stuff a couple more times.
He is just a few feet away from the Pitch-Fest parking lot.
FRANK (CONT’D)
Here we go. No turning back now.
Frank turns on his right blinker but instead of slowing down he accelerates.
FRANK (CONT’D)
What the heck?
He looks down at the gas pedal and sees a shadowy foot pressing down on his. He looks at the passenger seat and sees his arch nemesis.
FRANK (CONT’D)
Self-Doubt! What are you doing here?
Self-Doubt picks up Frank’s script and pinches his nose as if it stinks.
FRANK (CONT’D)
Hey put that down.
Self-Doubt tosses the script out the car window.
FRANK (CONT’D)
What about the Pitch-Fest?
Self-Doubt shakes his head and points forward. Seemingly powerless Frank presses down on the gas, leaving Pitch-Fest in the distance.
INT. YARIS - LATER
Frank drives into Beverly Hills. The clock reads 9:00 am.
FRANK
If I don’t go to pitchfest what will I do?
(beat)
Go to Target? That’s silly. I don’t know if there is even a Target in this area.
GPS
Please drive towards the highlighted route.
Self-Doubt taps the highlighted route on the GPS screen. Frank makes a right turn towards his new destination.
EXT. TARGET - MORNING
Frank and Self-Doubt pull into the parking lot.
INT. TOY AISLE, TARGET - MOMENTS LATER
Self-Doubt rides Frank piggy back style through a toy aisle.
FRANK
(pointing)
That’s pretty cool.
INT. BATHROOM, TARGET - MOMENTS LATER
Frank is at the urinal while Self-Doubt is in a stall.
FRANK
So if I don’t go to the Pitch-Fest what am I going to tell my girlfriend?
(walks to sink)
I guess I could lie to her but--
(beat)
You’re right. I’ll just tell her it got cancelled or something.
Frank catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
FRANK (CONT’D)
(to self)
What am I doing?
(looks back at stall)
Well...I’m all done here. I’ll wait for you outside. Don’t rush.
EXT. TARGET - MORNING
Frank runs out of Target leaving Self-Doubt in the bathroom.
FRANK
How could I even think of not going to the Pitch-Fest. I worked hard to get to this point.
He jumps into his car and exits the parking lot.
FRANK (CONT’D)
(out the car)
I’m outta here!
INT. YARIS - MORNING
Frank is blazing down the street. He glances at the clock, it reads 9:25 am.
FRANK
I’ll make it just in time for final check in. Stupid Self-Doubt you almost got me.
He once again draws near to the Pitch-Fest but once again accelerates past the building.
FRANK (CONT’D)
Not again.
Self-Doubt is sitting in the passenger seat pressing down on Frank’s knee with both hands.
FRANK (CONT’D)
How did you?--
(beat)
No, I will not go back to Target...
(beat)
Or the comic store.
Frank slams the brakes and makes a quick U-turn. Self-Doubt gets tossed out the door.
Frank pulls into the Pitch-Fest parking lot and exits his vehicle. He takes a look down the street and see’s Self-Doubt trying to catch up. Frank grabs the door handle.
FRANK (CONT’D)
See you later.
Self-Doubt stops dead in his tracks and gets hit by a bus.
SELF-DOUBT
I’ll be back!
FRANK
I know.
Frank takes a deep breath and enters the Pitch-Fest building.
THE END
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