NOTE: After some months here is another part of The Pony Boys. This was my first full script many years ago. It's still a bit heavy (as a formal script), but it gave me a job! (For any reason the copy paste, made a bit of a mess on the format, so I just tried to keep it readable here).
26.EXT FIELD NIGHT
AFY and ALFONSO come from the creek holding hands. HYG and
KALI are very glad to see them both return from the creek
holding hands. SHAP, who is already eating a piece of meat
with a slice of pineapple on top, approaches the HYG and
KALI. SHAP with a nonchalant air and admiring his dinner
in a gluttonous manner, says very convincing, but at the
same time not giving any importance to it.
SHAP
It also seems that we have a
queen.
HYG and KALI look at SHAP in surprise. SHAP, without even
looking at the other two, takes a mighty bite of his
delicacy, completely ignoring what he had just said.
TIME ELLIPSE
An hour of great excitement has already passed, all the
PONY BOYS dance and sing around the campfire, as ALFONSO
had already seen, and even participated in, the night
before. Suddenly, a few drops of water fall, then some
more, and yet more, and finally it begins to rain heavily.
The Pony Boys still had just as much fun and shout with
joy, completely drenched. The music and laughter echoes
throughout the forest.
27.EXT FOREST NIGHT INT CAR
In another section of the forest, a Jeep stops in a
clearing. GUSTAVO and MAFALDA come out of the car looking
up to the mountain in front.
GUSTAVO
I’m beginning to get seriously
worried. Now with this rain we
have to walk... I ’m afraid we’ll
get stuck someplace. There is
already a lot of mud here.
GUSTAVO looks up a road that climbed further into the
trees.
MAFALDA
We must go... We have taken many
laps on every road in the
mountain. Now we can only walk...
We just drove in it for two days
... We must get into the woods.
The car cannot reach everywhere.
I don’t like this, not at
all... It’s getting dark again
and with this rain... It really
scares me.
GUSTAVO did not answer. His eyes are on the slope in
front, illuminated by the headlights of the car. He is
concerned but the challenge had to be taken. GUSTAVO looks
at MAFALDA determinedly.
GUSTAVO
Let’s go!
MAFALDA
I help you.
They open the doors and leave the car. They barely set
foot on the floor yet their feet sank down in the mud a
considerable amount. MAFALDA grims with distaste. GUSTAVO
stops, a little hesitant then heads for the trunk of the
Jeep and, pulls out the backpacks, notices MAFALDA’S look
of displeasure looking to her shoes.
GUSTAVO
Do you want to get back in the
car?
MAFALDA
Of course not! I came to see this
through to the end! I came to
find Alfonso!
MAFALDA takes a few steps further into the mud, towards
the bag that GUSTAVo is handing her. She shows a few more
grimaces of disapproval, for her beautiful trainers buried
themselves into the fresh mud until they almost
disappeared. GUSTAVO closes the car. They wear water proof
capes and hats to protect themselves from the rain. Then
they put the backpacks on and start to climb the slope.The
effort is huge, especially over wet and muddy ground. They
are engaged in climbing the hill, visibly clumsy. When
they can, they shout for Alfonso or use an old whistle
that GUSTAVO brought. They use rocks, lower tree branches,
and even bushes or tufts of grass. Anything served to give
them momentum on the rise. Actually, the slope was only at
a slight angle, but the small business of a life of
leisure, which had built up over the years, made it hard.
Sometimes MAFALDA lets out a muffled shriek, when at times
she gets hurt on a branch or a sharp thorn half-hidden in
a more harmless shrub. GUSTAVO rushes to help her. He too,
from time to time, had his skin pricked by a thorn or some
other such thing. Sunddely MAFALDA shouts.
MAFALDA
Listen! Listen! Can you hear
that?!
The two fell silent and listen intently to the sounds of
the mountain. They heard nothing, just the sound of rain
falling on the leaves of the trees.
MAFALDA (DISAPPOINTED)
I could have sworn I heard kids
screaming...
GUSTAVO
Dear, Alfonso is alone! You
probably heard some animal...or
the sound of the rain confused
you.
GUSTAVO takes fright at the spontaneity of his wife, but
picks up the whistle and blows as hard as he can. The
sound of the whistle echoe across the mountainside.
28. EXT FIELD NIGHT
It is impossible for the boys to distinguish the sound of
the whistle in the field; such is the excitement that
reign there. All are singing, aggravate by the sound of
the rain, doesn’t allow them to hear nothing more than
what is happening at that party.
29. EXT MOUNTAIN NIGHT
GUSTAVO and MAFALDA carry on through, hugging each other
in an effort to protect themselves from the rain as best
as possible. The forest floor, becoming increasingly
muddy, make their footsteps more and more difficult. The
backpacks, now soaked, weight more and caused a very
painful discomfort.
GUSTAVO is a little ahead of his wife, disappearing from
MAFALDA’S line of sight. He unexpectedly gives a scream of
terror. GUSTAVO sinks into a huge mud pit. MAFALDA calls
out for her husband.
At the surface of the mud pit, MAFALDA sees air bubbles
that are releasing with little pop like noises.
Desperation is now turning into panic, powerless to
prevent the tragedy before her eyes.
She began to cry uncontrollably, as she sees the air
bubbles float away from the muddy surface, until they
finally stop altogether. MAFALDA covers her face with her
hands, brown with mud.
Suddenly a huge splash emerges from the pit. GUSTAVO cames
to the surface, trying to breathe all the air in that he
possibly could. MAFALDA rises instinctively, while GUSTAVO
disappears again into the brown mass.
MAFALDA (CRIES DESPERATELY)
NO!
Without thinking MAFALDA begins to try and remove the mud
from inside the hole, with little or no practical effect.
Just as she lost all hope, GUSTAVO’s hand came flying out
onto the surface and grabbs MAFALDA’s hand who uses all
the forces imaginable and pulls GUSTAVO hand. Another hand
clungs to her, and finally GUSTAVO’S head appears,
desperately trying to breathe. This time, holding both his
hands, MAFALDA make sure he is no longer able to sink back
in again. The mud that had engulfed him makes his
breathing difficult. Leaning on MAFALDA, GUSTAVO manages
to cling to the edge of the slimy, water filled pit, and
can finally rest for a few moments, regaining his strength
to get in one last effort to drags himself out of the
hole. MAFALDA, cries, hugging him closely.
GUSTAVO (APOLOGETIC)
I had to drop the backpack...I
had to drop it...
MAFALDA, both laughing and crying at the same time, still
in shock, sobs.
MAFALDA
Leave it... just leave it...
They are both receiving a clean from the rain water,
hugging and lying on the forest floor, overworked and
desperate, but feeling relieved just moments after a scare
that they would never forget.
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