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; “Lucifer’s Kids.”

June 2, 2020

INT. HUMMER (Flying) CLOSE TO EARTH – UNIVERSE – DAY

John drives, both hands on the wheel. Tony sits in the passenger seat, stares ahead.

TONY

“I’m hungry.”

John turns to Tony in the passenger seat.

JOHN

“Me too.”

He turns, looks ahead. The atmosphere brightens. He looks out his side window, sees blue-sky below.

JOHN

“Hang on! We’re going in!”

EXT. SKY – BAYOU – NEW ORLEANS – USA – DAY

Hummer Bursts into Earth atmosphere.

INT. HUMMER (flying) SKY – OVER BAYOU – NEW ORLEANS – DAY

John drives, looks out his driver-side window down at a swamp in early morning light.

HAS A VISION;

See’s himself free-fall through space.

A DARK SWAMP………

SPIDERS……..

HE FREE-FALLS.

SEE’S MORE SPIDERS.

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “I feel like I’m being watched.”

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “Like they’re here, waiting.”

EXT. SHORELINE – BAYOU – NEW ORLEANS – DAY

Hummer drives up out of A swamp on to muddy land.

INT. HUMMER (moving) BAYOU NEW-ORLEANS – DAY

John drives, both hands on the wheel, sunlight blares through the windshield.

Tony and John turn, look out the front passenger window, see tropical birds on the shore-line.

Green algae-water, hundreds of tall swamp-trees darken the waters with shade below. John drives, he and Tony turn left, look out his side window. They see…

Alligators.

Tropical birds.

Alligators.

EXT. BAYOU – NEW-ORLEANS – USA – DAY

Hummer approaches a camp along the shoreline.

Hummer pulls up along side a vacant looking camp with a dock to the right.

Albino-alligator floats by.

EXT. VACANT CAMP – BAYOU – NEW-ORLEANS – NIGHT

Tony sits on a log by a campfire near the camp. He holds an open pocket-knife in one hand, a stick in the other, whittles the stick with the knife, appears to be in thought.

TONY

“I hate school.”

John, Libby under an arm, smirks to himself, turns to Tony.

JOHN

“I understand that.”

He leans forward, grabs the spit with meat. He slowly turns it over the fire.

He turns, sits next to Libby, stares into the fire.

Has a vision.

A silhouette of Morgan in his arms.

John takes in a deep breath, exhales, stares into the fire.

He looks over at Tony who appears heavy-eyed.

O.S.(off screen) Increasing buzzing-hum sound.

John perks up, turns an ear, listens.

O.S.(off screen) Loud buzzing-hum.

JUST THEN

Light bursts down from a UFO that hovers above them.

Libby looks up at the Hovering UFO.

LIBBY

“Growl…..growl…”

LIBBY

“Bark…Bark….Bark….”

Red-Alien-eyes glare at John from pitch-dark woods nearby.

V.O.(voice over) ALIEN “Give us the deed to this planet in exchange for your life.”

Alien steps out of pitch-dark woods into the moon-light towards John, reaches for the deed.

Libby reveals her vicious K-9 teeth, growls ferociously at the Alien.

JOHN MORPHS

JOHN

“You mean the one signed by, Lucifer!”

John reveals the deed in his hand.

V.O.(voice over) ALIEN; “Yes, our father.”

John shuts his eyes, appears to go into a dream-state.

DREAM STATE; The transition to insanity.

John opens his eyes.

Alien is directly in front of him.

John focuses directly on Alien.

JOHN

“You are sons of the devil and you will die!”

John morphs into a powerhouse of wildly exploding multi-colored lights.

He delivers a lightning-speed punch to the Alien’s gut.

John spins a reverse roundhouse, he power-kicks the Aliens mid-section. Alien flails through the air.

Tony, slack-jawed, watches Alien tumult helplessly through the air.

He turns to John, appears confused, impressed.

TONY

“How did you do that?”

John, (normal self) shields his eyes from the bright moonlight.

He turns to Tony. A blood-red-moon hangs in the night sky behind him.

JOHN

“I don’t know.”

V.O.(voice over) JOHN; “I know we have to kill them.”

Tony turns to John, a cat silhouette on a tree-branch in the moonlight.

John turns to Tony, shields bright moonlight with his hand.

JOHN

“And.”

JOHN

“I have to find Morgan.”

O.S. (off screen) Loud, “buzzing-hum.” Libby barks, “Bark, bark, bark!”

John and Tony appear alarmed, they turn to the swamp.

SWAMP

Three UFO’S rise to the illumined surface of the swamp-water.

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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.