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Tempus: the Time Traveler
written by
James Cricchio
Black screen. Ticking of a clock
Fade in. Cricket Productions logo. Fade out.
Cut To:
EXT./INT. BLACKNESS
We see various clocks gracefully passing the screen. All of them are ticking. The volume and intensity of the clocks’ ticking increase until they become overwhelming and then there is silence. A faint voice narrates.
VOICE
Time. The system of those sequential relations that any event has to any other, as past, present, or future. An infinite and continuous duration regarded as that in which events succeed one another. A simple expression to rationalize the existence of eternity. All that exists in this great realm of the cosmos is a prisoner by this system called time. Those who even have the capacity for higher intelligence cannot fully grasp the concept. In a simple statement: they have accepted their limited role in this world knowing full well the inevitable demise. I unfortunately couldn’t accept that. I needed to be fulfilled. I needed to find the answer to the endless question that has been inquired since the dawn of existence……why?
Time. The system of those sequential relations that any event has to any other, as past, present, or future. An infinite and continuous duration regarded as that in which events succeed one another. A simple expression to rationalize the existence of eternity. All that exists in this great realm of the cosmos is a prisoner by this system called time. Those who even have the capacity for higher intelligence cannot fully grasp the concept. In a simple statement: they have accepted their limited role in this world knowing full well the inevitable demise. I unfortunately couldn’t accept that. I needed to be fulfilled. I needed to find the answer to the endless question that has been inquired since the dawn of existence……why?
Opening Titles begin.
Fade to white. Fade out of white. Zoom out Main Title.
"Tempus
The Time Traveler"
Fade to BlackCut To:
INT: A dimly lit bedroom- morning
TONY MAC sleeps comfortably in his bed when the phone suddenly rings.
TONY MAC is roughly a 15-year-old teenager with messy brown straight hair. An expressive face ranging in emotions (think Jim Carrey mixed with Christian Bale), brown eyes, a square jaw-line and a rugged chin. Average height, husky with generous upper body proportions.
TONY tiredly searches his hand for the phone on the desk. The voice of his friend RED is heard frantically.
RED
Tony!!!
Tony!!!
TONY
What?
What?
RED
Do you realize what time it is?
Do you realize what time it is?
TONY gradually looks at his alarm clock
TONY
It’s five o’ clock in the morning. I don’t have to get to school until nine.
It’s five o’ clock in the morning. I don’t have to get to school until nine.
RED
Tony! It’s a quarter to ten right now!
Tony! It’s a quarter to ten right now!
TONY jumps up from bed
TONY
What?!
What?!
TONY looks at the floor and finds the alarm clock unplugged from the outlet.
RED
Your late again!!!
Your late again!!!
Cut To:
EXT: Streets- morning
TONY MAC runs through the streets trying to get to school. Humorously he pauses for a few moments to catch his breath and begins running again desperately with his clothes and books falling over him.
VOICE
Yeah, that’s me. My usual luck to oversleep on a very important day, but as always time was never my friend.
Yeah, that’s me. My usual luck to oversleep on a very important day, but as always time was never my friend.
Cut To:
INT: High School- morning
TONY MAC frantically runs through the hallways as security guards tell him to slow down. He pays no attention but continues to run.
Cut To:
The room of MRS. MORGAN the English teacher. She is sitting at her desk browsing on the computer while students take a test quietly. The sound of running footsteps can be heard from outside the door and the slam of a body shortly follows. TONY MAC theatrically spreads his body against the door begging to come in. RED shakes his head in disappointment.
RED is a nickname that perfectly describes the character. Tall, thin awkward teenager with red crewcut hair. He wears glasses and has acne on the outside, but pure loyalty on the inside.
The class lightly giggles. MRS. MORGAN opens the door and TONY MAC collapses to the floor spilling all of his books. The class bursts out laughing.
TONY
I made it Mrs. Morgan
I made it Mrs. Morgan
MRS. MORGAN
Alright. Just take a seat and here’s the test.
Alright. Just take a seat and here’s the test.
TONY
Thanks.
Thanks.
TONY passes his best friend RED as he gets to his seat. RED whispers to him.
RED
What happened to you?
What happened to you?
TONY
Stupid alarm clock. I accidentally unplugged it.
Stupid alarm clock. I accidentally unplugged it.
RED
Accidentally? What the hell, are you dumb or something?
Accidentally? What the hell, are you dumb or something?
MRS. MORGAN
Stop talking.
Stop talking.
TONY shrugs to RED and gets to his seat. TONY is ready to take the test, but notices he doesn’t have a pen. Hastily he whispers around to other students if they could lend him a pen.
MRS. MORGAN
Is there something wrong Tony?
Is there something wrong Tony?
TONY
I need a pen.
I need a pen.
MRS. MORGAN sighs searches for a pen in her draw and points TONY to come over. TONY gives MRS.MORGAN a cheesy smile, but MRS. MORGAN remains dry. TONY walks back to his seat determined to start the test now that he’s fully prepared. The bell rings.
MRS. MORGAN
Pens down. Pass your tests up front.
Pens down. Pass your tests up front.
TONY sits dumbfounded. RED glances behind at TONY as he gets up to leave the class. RED seems slightly sympathetic of TONY, but still in disappointment. TONY walks up to the front desk ashamed.
TONY
Could I possibly make this up?
Could I possibly make this up?
MRS. MORGAN
That depends. Maybe I won’t feel like showing up and give you your test.
That depends. Maybe I won’t feel like showing up and give you your test.
TONY
I didn’t come late on purpose you know that.
I didn’t come late on purpose you know that.
MRS. MORGAN
I’m not sure anymore. You’ve been absent five times and this marks the fourth time you’ve been late to my class within the month. I said last week specifically to study for this test. Do you realize that this test is at least a fourth of your quarter grade?
I’m not sure anymore. You’ve been absent five times and this marks the fourth time you’ve been late to my class within the month. I said last week specifically to study for this test. Do you realize that this test is at least a fourth of your quarter grade?
TONY
Yes. I realize that. I’m trying I really am, It’s just hard adjusting here. I’m so busy lately.
Yes. I realize that. I’m trying I really am, It’s just hard adjusting here. I’m so busy lately.
MRS. MORGAN
My advice to you: get your priorities straight. You’re a good student, Tony, but lately you just seem disoriented.
My advice to you: get your priorities straight. You’re a good student, Tony, but lately you just seem disoriented.
TONY
I know. I’ll try harder.
I know. I’ll try harder.
MRS. MORGAN
Good. Now, I’m afraid I’m going to have to give you detention.
Good. Now, I’m afraid I’m going to have to give you detention.
TONY
Detention?
Detention?
MRS. MORGAN
Yes. You’ve gotten away with a lot of unexcused absences and latencies. It’s the policy of the school and I’m sorry but your just going to have to follow it. Plus, there you can take the test and some extra work I have in store to keep you up to date with the rest of the class. I’m doing this for your own good Tony.
Yes. You’ve gotten away with a lot of unexcused absences and latencies. It’s the policy of the school and I’m sorry but your just going to have to follow it. Plus, there you can take the test and some extra work I have in store to keep you up to date with the rest of the class. I’m doing this for your own good Tony.
TONY
This is ridiculous. I can’t stay after school.
This is ridiculous. I can’t stay after school.
Mrs. Morgan
Good. Then you can have detention before school starts tomorrow.
Good. Then you can have detention before school starts tomorrow.
TONY can’t believe his bad luck.
MRS. MORGAN
You might want to get a move on. You don’t want to miss your next class.
You might want to get a move on. You don’t want to miss your next class.
TONY looks at the clock, grunts and runs desperately out of the room. MRS. MORGAN calls after him.
MRS. MORGAN
You might need to think about getting a watch!
You might need to think about getting a watch!
CUT TO:
INT: High School- hallway – morning
TONY MAC rushes through the hallways trying to make it to his next class. He sees full on traffic in one hallway, which leads right to his next class. There’s a huge jam of students and there is no possible way for TONY to maneuver around them. TONY zooms around different hallways until he final reaches a clear path to his destination. TONY is only a few feet away from his class when he’s tripped. STUDENT is leaning against locker with legs crossed talking to a friend. He laughs.
STUDENT
Sorry man. You really need to watch your step. You fell harder than rock.
Sorry man. You really need to watch your step. You fell harder than rock.
Bell rings.
TONY
Great.
Great.
TONY picks up his stuff.
STUDENT
Really, if there’s anything I can do.
Really, if there’s anything I can do.
TONY
Trust me, you’ve done enough. Thanks a lot.
Trust me, you’ve done enough. Thanks a lot.
TONY enters into his class.
TEACHER
Mr. Mac. A pleasure to see you late again.
Mr. Mac. A pleasure to see you late again.
TONY says to himself
TONY
The pleasure’s all mine
The pleasure’s all mine
TEACHER
What was that?
What was that?
TONY
Nothing.
Nothing.
TEACHER
That’s what I thought. Seriously Tony I don’t know about you. Your always late, you sleep in my class. God knows how you’ve even passed. Forget it, now you’ve made me interrupt the beginning of my lesson. You’ve taken away my time and the classes time. Take a seat.
That’s what I thought. Seriously Tony I don’t know about you. Your always late, you sleep in my class. God knows how you’ve even passed. Forget it, now you’ve made me interrupt the beginning of my lesson. You’ve taken away my time and the classes time. Take a seat.
TONY
But I wasn’t trying to interrupt anything at all. You started it.
But I wasn’t trying to interrupt anything at all. You started it.
TEACHER
Just take a seat Tony. I don’t want to get into a fight with you.
Just take a seat Tony. I don’t want to get into a fight with you.
The class laughs.Tony takes his seat furiously.
MR.SMITH continues on with his lesson, while TONY is buried in vengeful thoughts. From the back of his seat JOE and STEVE whisper to one another and point at TONY. They begin to flick balls of paper at the back of TONY’s neck. Agitated, Tony yells out.
TONY
Will you cut it out?
Will you cut it out?
MR.SMITH
Is there a problem Mr. Mac?
Is there a problem Mr. Mac?
TONY
Yeah. They keep flicking me with pieces of paper.
Yeah. They keep flicking me with pieces of paper.
MR.SMITH
Joe. Steve. Grow up.
Joe. Steve. Grow up.
TONY gives an expression of skepticism. There is no way MR.SMITH’s comment will do any good for TONY.
A moment passes when MR.SMITH has his back turned and STEVE, who sits right behind TONY, begins to flick the back of his ear with his fingers.
TONY
That’s it! Mr. SMITH could I go to the bathroom?
That’s it! Mr. SMITH could I go to the bathroom?
MR.SMITH
And miss out on my lesson again? Seriously, Tony. You know what? If you don’t care that you fail, I don’t care. Take a pass.
And miss out on my lesson again? Seriously, Tony. You know what? If you don’t care that you fail, I don’t care. Take a pass.
TONY storms out of the class and into the bathroom down the hall. TONY goes to the sink and splashes his face with cold water and stares at his reflection in the mirror.
VOICE
I just didn’t care. I was growing tired of it. Yet it was no use running away from my problems, no matter how petty they seemed. Any teenager who has been in high school must have experienced something similar to this. But why did I have to?
I just didn’t care. I was growing tired of it. Yet it was no use running away from my problems, no matter how petty they seemed. Any teenager who has been in high school must have experienced something similar to this. But why did I have to?