EXT. ROCHESTER STREET - EVENING
A foot treads in a puddle as a hooded figure walks beneath the lights of a gloomy street with his pitchfork in hand passing cars, houses and trees.
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INT. HOUSE (BEDROOM) - EVENING
A young male adult is cleaning his room as then walk over to a shelf and picks up a picture frame of a young boy and a creepy hooded man with white pale skin. After a short look the boy makes his way down stairs with the picture looking over him.
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EXT. ROCHESTER STREET - EVENING
The hooded man is reviled to be the same man from the picture, as he continues walking down the street in a rushing pace. The sound of his pitch fork can be heard *clump* by *clump* like a big walking stick.
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INT. HOUSE (LIVINGROOM) - EVENING
The young boy is sitting on his sofa reading with interest, a musical based book in his hands. The lights illumining him gives him comfort along with his trusty guitar beside him.
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EXT. ROCHESTER STREET - EVENING
The hooded man continues on his creepy path through the street of Rochester but stops in front of a random house.
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INT. HOUSE (PIANO ROOM) - EVENING
The young boy is playing his piano and is suddenly interrupted to a knock at his door. His face is filled with exasperated annoyance.
INT. HOUSE (FRONT DOOR) - EVENING
The boy answers the door and behold if it isn't the hooded man looking stressed and tried as he then reaches his arms out wide.
The boy looks dull and un-amused as well as unhappy to see him.
THE HOODED MAN
Well...
The young boy still refusing to acknowledge him
THE HOODED MAN (CONT’D)
Aren't you going to give your dad a hug?
YOUNG BOY
5 years...
THE HOODED MAN
What?
Thomas Interrupts
YOUNG BOY
No phone call, letter, my birthday, not even Christmas with mum and me, a bloody postcard might have been nice.
THE HOODED MAN
You know the duty I must uphold to the balance humanity as Death himself. Look, I had some free time on my hands and I thought could spend it with my son.
The young boy looks even more exasperated.
DEATH
Can't I at least have a cuppa? Please, Thomas...
THOMAS
Just one, then your gone.
DEATH
Very well then.
"Death" comes in doors with a smile on his face as Thomas goes into the kitchen to make the tea.
INT. HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) - EVENING
Death sits down with his pitchfork and stars to feel little uncomfortable. Thomas is still in the kitchen, the sound of the kettle can be heard. Death can no longer wait and gets impatient and goes off to explore the house in hoping to find his wife.
INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
Thomas with an annoyed expression on his face waits as the kettle is boiled. The sound of the kettle symbioses his anger for his father.
INT. HOUSE (MASTER BEDROOM) EVENING
Death goes in his old bedroom to see if he can find some sort of clue to see how his wife is doing. He is quite concerned as he thinks she may have found another man. The room is still as he remembers. But a picture of him and his wife is put down on is front so the picture can not be seen until he turns it over. There is also a huge bed in the middle with a closet right in the middle.
Death sighs softly to begin he’s next shamefully conversation starter with his son. He calls to him.
DEATH
SO...... HOWS MUM?
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INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
Thomas just opens the cupboard to get the mugs as his father calls. Thomas looks worries, the sound of his voice begins to soften sadly as he was hoping his father would not bring up his mum into the conversation, but he knew he would eventually bring up the matter in discussion.
THOMAS
HAPPY.
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INT. HOUSE (MASTER BEDROOM) - EVENING
Death opens the wardrobe to find in completely bare and slowly looks up in disappointment but bravely continues to get the information he needs from his son.
DEATH
I SEE...
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INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
Thomas leans on the outside entrance of the kitchen looking down and depressed.
THOMAS
EVERYTHING IS SIGNED OFF, FILED AND THE MONEY WILL BE TRANSFERRED INTO HER ACCOUNT BY THE END OF THIS MOUTH.
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INT. HOUSE (OUTSIDE THE MASTER BEDROOM) - EVENING/ NIGHT
Death leans on the door looking up like he lost the most important fight in his life. They say when your dead you can’t look even more dead then you already are, but not in this case for the Reaper himself. With eyes closed he slowly opens them again.
DEATH
SO THE DIVORCE WAS FINALIZED THEN.
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INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
Thomas goes back into the kitchen to start pouring the tea, at the same time his farther comes back upstairs.
THOMAS
That's why she's glad to be away from here and you for that matter.
After hearing that Death’s eyes open with shock and quickly goes to Thomas. As Thomas starts to pour Death creeps round to the entrance of the kitchen.
INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
After hearing that Death’s eyes open with shock and quickly goes to Thomas. As Thomas starts to pour Death creeps round to the entrance of the kitchen.
DEATH
Are you saying that she has left you here all alone?!?!
THOMAS
She visits to check up on me now and then, unlike you, and anyway I can take care of myself.
In the middle of his sentence after hearing “Comes to check up on me” Death looks relieved and goes off to explore the house a little more. After saying his sentence Thomas looks behind him and sees that his dad has gone off again reminding him of their past together. Getting annoyed again him begins ranting off again.
THOMAS (CONT’D)
LOOK WHY ARE YOU HERE?
INT. HOUSE (HALL WAY) - EVENING
Death passes a picture of himself as a young boy with his dad and stars to worry about an oncoming situation that is about to occur. But then responds to his on nervously.
DEATH
Can't a father just see his son
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INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN) - EVENING
Thomas puts some biscuits down on some pates and looks up with a huff.
THOMAS
Look the only reasons in the past why you spoke to me seriously is when you’re telling me about becoming the next Reaper.
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INT. HOUSE (LIVINGROOM) - EVENING
Death walks past the entrance of the kitchen and then pokes his head in and almost begins to panic.
DEATH
IT'S .... Not like that at all.
Thomas now annoyed as ever rolls his eyes to the ceiling.
THOMAS
Well then what 'is' it about?
INT. HOUSE (LIVINGROOM) - EVENING
As the father sits down he take in a deep breath in hopes to keep talking to his son not revelling his true intentions.
DEATH
Ok look, I'mmmmmmm in a little bit of a... how can I put it? conundrum.
Thomas brings in the refreshments as he sits next to his dad but still seems quite uneasy as he thinks he knows what coming up in the conversation.
THOMAS
Fine, but make it quick.
DEATH
You see I have this friend.
THOMAS
I find that hard to believe, it's like the tooth fairy.
DEATH
AH AH AH, the Tooth Fairy is real.
Thomas takes a quick bite out of his biscuit as if to prove a point.
THOMAS
I was 7 when I lost my first tooth and you told me that I was superposed to put it under my pillow and in the middle of the night a woman with wings would give me money in exchange for my teeth.
DEATH
It happened didn’t it?
THOMAS
Yes it did, but it was, according to you, off schedule.
DEATH
It bloody was!!! I reserved you for a one night delivery.
THOMAS
Yes... then what did you do?
DEATH
*Huff* ... For disobeying that law I had to have her decapitated and thus her 5 year old daughter had to take her place sooner than expected.
THOMAS
That's why every time I lost a tooth I never got anything, just old rotten teeth. The little Fairy girl still has a grudge against us after what you did.
Death takes a slow sip of tea as he begins his next sentence.
DEATH
Sometimes in our line of business my son, you have to get your hands dirty. Even if it is the filth from others that leave the stain.
Thomas looks at his dad for the first time with sympathy, it was almost like he was seeing a totally different person.
DEATH (CONT’D)
Look, I had dreams too you know. I always wanted to see a beautiful flower bed right by that side of our... *huff* HER garden. I always loved plants and forestry, now THAT was how I wanted to get my hands dirty.
There is a brief moment of silence as the 2 characters look at each other with strong admiration.
THOMAS
Look all I want to know is, why can’t you just put the powers of the reaper onto someone else?
DEATH
Because our family is cursed with the contract remember.
THOMAS
Remind me again...
DEATH
A long time ago the original Death, the executioner, the main Reaper himself adopted his own daughter and transferred his powers onto her. Thus the contract was formed, now every descent of the same daughter are the only ones who can inherit the powers of Death himself. That now leads to you and I my son.
THOMAS
Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?
DEATH
I was kinda busy and...
THOMAS
You knew I wanted to be a musician someday, god damn it dad!
DEATH
SSSHHHHHHHHHHHH.... He’s always listening.
THOMAS
That's it, why are you here? Answer me right now or your out!!!
Death reaches in his pocket and takes out a a small sand timer and shows it in front of his son.
DEATH
These sand are all of the time I have left in this world.
Thomas looks at the timer and is disgusted and distorted. He has never been so stressed and angry before in his life. His face almost turns red with hated.
THOMAS
WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THIS SOONER?!?!?!?!?!?
DEATH
1, I am judging souls 24/7, 2, you never really listened to me when it came to convincing you otherwise.
THOMAS
DON’T GIVE ME THAT CRAP!!!
DEATH
Son... Please can you at least do this, for me?
Thomas looks at the sands in the timer going down and his anger turns to sadness as he decides that he needs time alone.
THOMAS
I need to think...
DEATH
I understand, but I haven't got long so please, think quickly I mean... I gave you 21 years to prepare for this moment.
THOMAS
Don’t make this harder then it already it is.
INT. HOUSE (KITCHEN)
Thomas leads on the kitchen side looking sad but deep in thought with the sand timer in the background.
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INT. HOUSE (LIVINGROOM)
Death is still on the setae with eyes closed and holding tight onto his pitch fork as a sign of stress waiting for his son decision.
Suddenly a hand touches Death’s hand in the pitchfork and his head rises slowly. The hand belongs to his son Thomas with comforting look in his eyes.
THOMAS
You win, I’ll do it, time you took a life long vocation... dad.
Thomas reaches out his hand and grabs hold of the pitchfork, a sudden flash of light engulfs the two characters until the light clears up to revel a man’s shoes but it is not Thomas’s. Going up from the man’s shoes you then see the face of the man who was once Death but now human once again. Beside him which was once his pitchfork is now a guitar which is now held by the new Death, Thomas. All of a sudden the man who was once Death begins to laugh and his facial expression it like that of a clown.
THE MAN
Thank you sonny boy hahahahaha!!!
The man goes off leaving his son alone to get ready for his first job.
EXT. HOUSE (GARDEN) - EVENING
See The man run outside with absolute joy and sense of accomplishment. He uses the tools he gets to dig his first hole in many years getting ready to plant the seeds in. He is excited as a 10 year old boy on his birthday, getting what he always wanted.
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INT. HOUSE (FRONT DOOR)
Thomas, the new reaper, walks slowly to the front door with sadness but with a tense face as to express his new life as a legend.
He then stops in place as an important document magically comes from his pocket. He quietly opens the form and is struck in shock and anger by the words open it.
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EXT. HOUSE (GARDEN)
Death opens his bag of seeds with anticipation, he just can’t wait any longer.
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INT. HOUSE (LIVINGROOM)
With a low angle shot of Thomas’s feet, see him walk at a fast pace towards the garden door.
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EXT. HOUSE (GARDEN)
As Death is now about to plant his first seed. He drops the seed in the hole as if to resemble a body being thrown into a grave. But as the seed falls, Thomas suddenly appears in front of his father.
THE MAN
Son? What are you....
THOMAS
Sorry dad but it is as you said... There are rules, and you broke them... how dare you, how dare you trick me, your own son.
Thomas with anger and vengeance in his eyes rases his guitar in hand like a baseball player about to make a home run.
THOMAS (CONT’D)
People die everyday
A shocked and terrified Death closes him eye as he knows he was about to meet his end.
THE MAN
... Shit
A huge BANG of the guitar can be heard as the last shot is of the sand timers bottom half with writing saying “Made in China”
END
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