What I do!

Mario Martin’s love for storytelling originated as a young boy when he felt inspired to tell stories through writing. At eighteen he shot his first film, “Checkmate.” That was the birthing of his passion for film-making and screenwriting.

Early on he honed his craft at the Maine Media Workshops and Boston Film & Video Foundation. Mario has attended many screenwriting boot-camps, worked with multiple coverage companies and many screenwriters.

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#Detritus; “It’s about, her….really.”

July 20, 2020

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INT. HOLDING – ROOM – ALIEN PLANET – SOMEWHERE IN THE COSMOS – DAY

John stands by the doorway, observes Morgan. He appears disturbed.

Morgan, on her hands and knees, naked, head down. Lit candles on her bare back. Wax leaks down her bare skin. John appears freaked out.

JUST THEN

Alien eyes glare at John.

John makes eye contact with the Alien.

Alien shakes its head wildly at a blurring speed.

John stays focused, appears resolute.

He turns to Morgan. She claws her head with her fingers, appears to suffer.

She stands, looks up at John.

MORGAN

“John.”

JUST THEN

Light fills the room.

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John appears stunned, looks around at an empty room, he looks disoriented, spins right, then left..

JOHN

“Morgan?! Morgan?!!!”

He turns to his right. A gray-veil, (portal like) in front of him. He glares at the gray-veil.

JOHN

“Where is she?! You bastards! Where is she?!

V.O.(voice over) Creepy alien voice; “Come forth my child.”

John approaches the gray-veil. He enters it.

INT. GRAY-VEIL – DAY

John floats at light-speed, he pass countless streams of black, red and white, that blur at his passing.

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “Where the hell am I now? What the fuck? I’m so tired.”

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “I just want to be with her, hold her.”

INT. PORTAL – ARCHITECTURAL WONDER – NIGHT

John floats unencumbered at light-speed. He appears tranquil, in a dream-like state.

V.O,(voice over) JOHN; “Is she safe…..is she hungry? God I love her.”

EXT TIME WARP-PORTAL – BETWEEN UNIVERSES – DAY

JUST THEN

John pierces the sky. He free falls at light-speed into what looks like Earths atmosphere.

He looks ahead, sees a mass of red universe be-speckled with millions of lights. John exits.

INT PORTAL OF RED & LIGHTS – SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE – DAY

John floats through an endless galaxy of Redness with millions of soft be-speckled lights.

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “I miss teaching.”

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; ” I miss her.”

VISION OF MORGAN

JUST THEN

Explosion of multi colored light unfolds before him. John looks on with wonder. His eyes appear heavy, they shut.

John, floats, eyes closed, sleeps peacefully.

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INT. ALIEN COURTROOM – SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE – DAY

John stands alone in brightly lit space, he appears confused. He turns to his right. A group of tall Aliens chatter among-st themselves. They turn to John, approach him. John straightens up.

JOHN

“My name is, John! I’m looking for a girl! A beautiful girl. Her name is, Morgan!”

JUST THEN

A digital Orb suspended in the air between John and the tall Aliens. Red center of the Orb shoots out blue currents of electrical energy.

JUST THEN

Image of a Crusty Creature, ALIEN EL-PRESIDENTE~(appears humane). It looks directly at John.

ALIEN EL-PRESIDENTE~

“I am El-President-e~ of the West, East and Southern most outer and inner galactic hemispheres. Of all things standing, not withstanding all things seen and unseen, including……planet, Earth.”

John glares at Alien El-Presidente~ has a look of disgust and anger.

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JOHN

“Whatever you say, chief.”

He reaches into his pocket. He reveals a crumpled paper bag.

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John opens the bag up, reaches in. He reveals a scrolled document with a red ribbon around it.

John opens it, reveals the Deed to planet Earth.

JOHN

“Is this what you want?!”

V.O.(voice over) ALIEN PRESIDENT; “Endorse it.”

JOHN

“When she’s in my arms! Then I sign! Not til…..”

O.S.(off screen) MORGAN; “John.”

John turns. Morgan stands behind a white linen, looks at him affectionately.

She reaches out to him.

John holds Morgan tight. They kiss passionately.

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John turns, with pen in hand, leans over the deed.

V.O.(voice over) MORGAN; “John wait!”

He signs the deed.

V.O.(voice over) MORGAN; “John, don’t!

John turns, looks into Morgans piercing eyes.

JOHN

“Nothing could stop me from getting back to you. No…thing will keep me from you.”

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John looks at the Orb. He appears melancholy, stares away.

JOHN’S VISION

V.O. (voice over) JOHN; “Let it be known this day and throughout all the Cosmos! There is One owner of all thing’s! He payed the price. It’s His and all its contents, He created it!

Alien Orb El-Presidente~ image reappears, hovers.

V.O. (voice over) JOHN; “You on the other hand are a, thieving demonic galactic-whore!”

John, stands in front of Alien Orb, Deed in his hand, he holds it up for the President to see.

JOHN

“Here it is! The deed to Earth! It’s your’s in exchange!”

He turns to Morgan.

JOHN

“That she is free to go with me!”

V.O.(voice over)EL-PRESIDENTE~; “As you wish.”

John hands the Deed to Planet Earth over to Alien President. It is snatched away, leaves a visual residue of planet earth.

He turns to Morgan, they embrace passionately.

JOHN

“It’s done.

Morgan looks up at John, smiles at him. They kiss.

MORGAN

“We’re free. Finally we’re free.”

John looks into Morgans eyes, nods. He turns to Alien President, extends his right hand, holds it out.

JOHN

“Deals a deal!”

O.S.(off screen) Sound of a window being slammed closed, glass breaking.

JUST THEN

Old crusty humane like Alien El-presidente~ appears.

ALIEN ELPRESIDENT~

“Under further review. “MENE, MENE, TEKEL UPHARSIN.”

ALIEN EL=PRESIDENTE~;

“Basically, you’re screwed.”

He turns to alien robots.

Massive red alien robot approaches.

V.O.(voice over) ALIEN EL-PRESIDENTE~; “Take them away.”

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Alien Robot #2 approaches, carries a weapon.

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John slams his fist down hard on a table. He appears angry.

JOHN

“Bullshit!”

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John Morph into super hero.

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “I will shatter you!”

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John jumps off ropes, leaps in the air to crush, El-Presedente~ who lays on his back, appears scared.

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John puts El-Presidente~ in a death hold, cranks his neck hard.

O.S.(off screen)Sound of man gasping for air, cracking bones.

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V.O.(voice over) MORGAN; Wait!?

John releases the death hold on El-Presidente~. They both turn to Morgan.

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Morgan appears focused.

MORGAN

“Exile us!

El-Presidente~ gets up off the mat, twists his head side-to-side, winces with a look of pain. He gives Morgan his attention.

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EL-PRESIDENTE~

“Exile?…….Where?”

Morgan closes her eyes, appears at peace.

MORGAN

“A place where our paths will never cross.”

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John looks at Morgan, he appears smitten with her. He turns to El-Presidente.~

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JOHN

“Our own planet. With the deed in our name, free and clear.”

El-Presidente~ Lights a cigarette, takes a drag, looks at Morgan and John.

EL-PRESIDENTE~

“Excuse me. I’m gonna have a smoke.”

He exits.

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AN HOUR LATER

El-presidente~ enters, glares at John and Morgan.

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El-Presidente~ reveals an old crumpled paper.

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El-Presidente~ tosses it to John. Crumpled green paper morphs into a glass ball.

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John catches the glass ball, slides it into his coat pocket. He and Morgan appear to have an inner joy radiating from them. Morgan hangs on John, they smile, both turn to El-Presidente~.

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El-Presidente~ wears a turbine, takes a drag of a cigarette, exhales.

EL-PRESIDENTE~

“Detritus!” “That is your new home.”

He cranes his neck left and right, winces, appears to be in pain.

EL-PRESIDENTE~

“You almost broke my fucking neck!

He takes a drag of his cigarette, his head wobbles.

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EL-PRESIDENTE~

“Now take your planet and get the fuck out of here!”

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What I do!

Mario Martin’s love for storytelling originated as a young boy when he felt inspired to tell stories through writing. At eighteen he shot his first film, “Checkmate.” That was the birthing of his passion for film-making and screenwriting.

Early on he honed his craft at the Maine Media Workshops and Boston Film & Video Foundation. Mario has attended many screenwriting boot-camps, worked with multiple coverage companies and many screenwriters.