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The Adventures of Sage 'n' Ray

 

The Wild Pig Project (or Sage 'n' Ray Go Camping)


EXTERIOR SHOT (EXT): HOT SPRINGS, ARKANSAS, BATH HOUSE ROW

Amélie is standing in front of the Bill Clinton statue in downtown Hot Springs. She is being filmed by a hand held camera.

Perry (all of his comments are off camera): OK, Amélie, give us an intro.

Amélie: Are you filming now?

Perry: Yep.

Amélie: (puts on her "professional voice") Welcome to my documentary about my quest to find the legendary Wild Pig of Ouachita. The Wild Pig of Ouachita is said to dwell back there (gestures towards the piney hills in the distance) in the Ouachita National Forest...no one has seen this elusive creature but during our trip I hope to sight him and film him in all his enigmatic glory. My camera man Perry and I (Perry's hand appears in the frame and he waves)...that was my camera man, Perry...Perry and I are planning to spend several days in the Ouachita forest preserve living only by our wits and a minimal amount of gear. We will be joined later by our colleague Sage-- 

Perry: And hopefully NOT her boyfriend Ray...

Amélie: Yes, and I pray NOT with her boyfriend RAY...And by our journey's end we hope to prove once and for all that the Wild Pig of Ouachita is not merely a fable as some believe of the Loch Ness monster or Big Foot, but rather a noble creature living out its life in the wilds of the Ouachitas, free and unfettered by social conventions. Perry? Are we ready?

Perry: (His "thumbs up" appears in the frame) 'Eyyyyy!

Amélie: And with that seal of approval, I declare this trip afoot.

(Amélie smiles and walks toward the camera. Perry doesn't turn the camera off so Amélie eventually eclipses the frame.)

Amélie: Turn it off, Perry, Jeez! Let's not waste film! (CUT)

EXT: Somewhere deep in the wilds of the Ouachita National Forest

The camera is filming while Amélie walks ahead. All we see of her is her back and her backpack as she and Perry walk (and Perry films). Everything we see is from Perry's point of view. Amélie tries to narrate as they walk--occasionally she looks back at the camera as she speaks.

Amélie: It's a lovely day--overcast but not very humid as is the norm in this area. We have seen and identified several native species of birds and Perry has recorded them with his digital camera so that we may upload them to our Looza site. Well, I should say, so that our trusty webslinger Sage may upload them to our Looza site. We like Sage, don't we Perry?

Perry: Ack! We like Sage but we don't like that RAY.

Amélie: (Stops and faces the camera) Perry. Don't even invoke his name. Speak it and he may appear.

Perry: Ack! Ack!

(Amélie turns and continues walking)

Perry: When is Sage supposed to meet us, anyway?

Amélie: Early this evening. She and Colette had to dress Dwight Yoakam for some function he's going to tonight. They're his keepers, you know.

Perry: I know. Maybe they should suggest he stay away from pale summer colors this time.

Amélie: You're referring to what he wore to the ALL THE PRETTY HORSES premiere, aren't you? I  know, they completely strayed off Dwight's palette, what could they have been thinking?

Perry: I don't know. Cheryl did a much better job dressing Russell Crowe for the Oscars, did you notice?

Amélie: Well, I think it's much easier to stay within Russell's season. Now my Sam Elliott, *that's* another story... 

(Suddenly Perry and the camera stop. Amélie keeps walking and talking, unaware. Perry focuses on something laying on the trail.)

Perry: Amélie! What the hell is this??

Amélie: (Stops and turns) What?

Perry: This. (He zooms in on the strange looking bundle) What is it?

(Amélie walks over to Perry. The camera only shows Perry and Amélie's shoes and the object on the ground between them.)

Amélie: Ewww. Reminds me of the rat invasion in my guest room toilet the other day.

Perry: See what it is.

Amélie: ...YOU see what it is.

Perry: I c
an't. I'm running the camera.

Amélie: Well for God's sake! (she kneels next to the object) It appears to be some kind of bundle.

Perry: (nudges it with his foot) That almost looks like a...napkin or a piece of cloth...and it's tied up with---what *is* that? 

Amélie: (leans closer) You know, I think you're right. Why don't you open it up and see what's inside.

Perry: I told you, I can't, I'm the camera man.

Amélie: (in a Christopher Walken voice) Y'know--Perry--you might be the camera man--and I respect that--but this is *my* documentary--so you are beholden to do whatever *I* command you to do. Y'know.

(Perry sighs)

Perry: You know I REALLY hate it when you channel Christopher Walken. It frightens me. (He hands the camera to Amélie than squats next to the bundle as Amélie stands and films. He looks at it for a moment.)

Perry: Do you have any rubber gloves handy?

Amélie (snorts): Yeah, in my proctology kit, PERRY, what do you think?

(Perry rolls his eyes and gingerly reaches out and touches the bundle. He pokes it)

Amélie: Come on, open it up.

(Perry grimaces in disgust. He slowly unties the knot and opens it. When he sees the contents he crawls away quickly and starts hyperventilating.)

Perry: OMIGAWD! Oh God, Oh God, Oh God...Ok ok ok ok..

Amélie: Perry.

Perry: Oh sh*t, Oh sh*t, f*ck, f*ck--(he suppresses a shriek and starts to sob uncontrollably)

Amélie: Perry.

Perry (hysterically): Ok ok ok...oh God! Oh God!

Amélie: PERRY. They're cigarette butts and fried chicken bones, get a grip.

(Perry looks at the bundle)

Perry: Oh yeah. Sorry.

Amélie: Here, take your camera, oh worthy hunter. (She shoves the camera at Perry and picks up the bundle) I wonder why someone would bundle up cigarette butts and fried chicken bones and place it on the trail like that? It's almost like some kind of a signal or something.

Perry: Well it's just SICK, that's what it is.

Amélie (sighs): Perry, come on. (She turns to leave.) I can't believe you had a panic attack over a bunch of butts and bones.

Perry (sheepishly): I thought it was Josh.

Amélie: Who's Josh? (Perry shrugs.)

(CUT)

EXT: Camp site Amélie sets her backpack down while Perry films her.

Amélie: This looks like a good place to camp for the night. We'll set up our tents and perhaps get a fire going, roast some soy dogs, sing some non denominational campfire songs...

Perry: What? No Kumbahyah m'lord?

Amélie: ...No, Perry.

Perry (disappointed): Oh.

Amélie: Sage will be here shortly.

Perry: Ack! Hopefully sans Ray.

Amélie: From your lips to God's ear. Let's set up camp. (CUT)

INTERIOR SHOT: Tent

It is completely dark except for the camera's light shining on Amélie as Perry films her.

Amélie: We haven't seen Sage yet and I'm getting a bit concerned. It's very strange out here, by turns completely silent and then noisy. No pig noises that we can tell. Perry and I are feeling a little apprehensive.  If there *is* a Wild Pig here in the The Ouachita National Forest, surely he would choose to dwell in an area like this. 

Suddenly we hear something that sounds like wailing faintly in the distance.

Amélie: Listen!

Perry: What!?

Amélie: Shhh! (She cocks her head) Did you hear that? (The wailing continues but we can't make out the direction of the sound.) We've got to check that out!

Perry: Why??

Amélie: Perry. The whole purpose of this journey is to get evidence that the Wild Pig of Ouachita exists. Now you agreed to be my camera man, don't flake out on me now. (She struggles to her feet) Come on! Here, hand me your other camera so I can back you up.

(Perry rummages around off camera than hands Amélie another video camera. She turns it on. We see through Amélie's lens at times, than Perry's. Now we see Amélie's point of view (POV) and Perry looks ghostly white.)

Amélie: OK, let's go see what that noise is.

Perry: I'm right behind you.

(Slowly Amélie unzips the tent's flap. It is even darker outside the tent--her camera's light slices through the darkness like a laser beam. She pans the camera and the light around and we see trees and thick brush. Perry moves in behind her and he looks around the other way. Perry's POV is much the same as Amélie's. The wailing has stopped, but now it starts up again only this time it sounds like shouts and curses. Amélie pans her camera to the right. Something reflects her light. She gestures to Perry)

Amélie: Look!

Perry: WHAT!?

Amélie: I just saw something. Over there! (She moves toward the reflection.) Something is there!

(Amélie's POV: something is indeed glowing nearby.)

Amélie: Let's go!

(She charges toward the glow. Reluctantly Perry follows. He films her running in front of him. Suddenly the glow turns red. Amélie stops short.)

Amélie: WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT!!! WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT!!! (In terror she and Perry try to run.) Oh my God!

Perry: Ack! Ack!!

(Amélie runs hard into something and Perry trips over her. Both cameras film their respective operator falling. There is a lot of scrambling and confusion. Amélie finally steadies her camera and focuses on something looming over her. We hear Amélie and Perry gasping in fear. Amélie's light focuses on Ray's scowling face. The red glow is his freshly lit cigarette.)

Ray: G*dda*mit! Motherf*cker! Sheyut! You damn near made me lose my f*cking cigarette yuh bi*ch! 

(Amélie and Perry stare at Ray, mouths agape. After a moment of stunned silence they look at each other and shriek.)

Amélie and Perry: AHHHHHH!!! IT'S THAT RAY!!! AHHHHHH!!!

Sage (steps up and grins): Hey y'all! Sorry I'm late! I had a heck of a time getting Ray out the door. (She helps Amélie up and they hug.)  Ray: Sheyut. Baby, I done told you I ain't into trapeezing all over the g-dd*mn place looking for no pig and then that weirdass friend of yours, that Amélie, now what kind of f*cked up name is that anyway, "Amélie". Sheyut! Just like them candyass California motherf*ckers do, naming their kid f*cked up sh*t like Amélie and Zsa Zsa and all. 

Sage: Honey, I don't think Zsa Zsa is from California.  Ray blinks) Ray: ... Oh. Ain't that some sheyut.

Amélie: Um...Sage, it's great to see you! And look...(spits it out) . . . it's RAY.

Ray: Yeah yeah, what the f*ck ever. (Slaps at a mosquito) G-dd*mnit, I hate nature. Y'know, if I ever saw that Mother Nature b*tch, I'd slap her g-d*mn head off. (to Perry) Hey! Turn that g-dd*mn camera off!

Perry: No!

Ray: I'll kick your a$$!

Perry: No!

Sage: Perry, just do what Ray says and everything will be OK.

Perry: No! I won't let him push me around, I won't have it, I wo---

(Ray reaches out and puts his cigarette out on the camera lens. From Perry's POV we see Ray's fist coming straight at us. Perry grunts off camera as Ray connects. He goes down with a thud. The camera continues to film the ground until someone reaches over and cuts it off.)

FADE TO BLACK Next week: Sage and Ray go to Chuys

 

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