Hello, Hello, Hello! Welcome back (or to) my blog! I’m Timothy Scott Purvis, in case you don’t know, and I love writing. I post most of my work up on this site and make it available for sale on a few pages on Amazon and Smashwords. Look for those links after this latest script offering.
The purpose of Scripted Saturdays is to showcase some of my script writing abilities. I’ve written scripts ever since attending Wright State University for Motion Picture Production. They kicked me out, in case you never read me say that, because my inspiration for filmmaking was Mel Brookes and I hate Alfred Hitchcock. Yeah, they didn’t like that at all. So, I went my own way. Made animations and posted them to YouTube and kept telling stories on my own.
It really never went anywhere, regrettably. But, eh, I get to do my own thing and not worry about anybody else telling me I can’t do this or that. So, I guess I’m happy enough with where it went overall even if I’m not some big Hollywood director. I was never good at kissing ass regardless.
What we have here, though, to move along, is a script I wrote with the idea of doing a silly Batman spoof with actors from the local theatrical departments. It never got past the scriptwriting phase, but I think it might make for a good stop motion animation some day. I still find it humorous and I hope you do too. So, let’s not dally any further. Witness the insanity of this Batman script and read to you again soon!
[BRUCE WAYNE sits with his date SELINA KYLE at a table in the middle of the restaurant eating and talking. Around them is a cacophony of noise from other conversations. Bruce is full after his hefty meal and sits looking satisfied.
They finish up and the waiter comes over to them.]
And how was everything this evening?
Excellent as always, Jake.
I’m pleased to hear it. After such a meal, I hope you don’t have any further plans for the night.
Oh no. We’re going home for the night.
Very good, sir.
[The waiter leaves and Selina smiles at Bruce.]
EXT RESTAURANT-CITY STREET
[Bruce and Selina exit the restaurant and Bruce looks up to see a bright signal up in the sky against the clouds.]
The bat signal…
Look, I have to call it a night. Something’s come up.
Every time that damn signal goes up you think you have to run off and save the day! How about you just be selfish for once?
[Selina goes in to give him a hug and he looks down with hardly a smile. A serious voice is her reply.]
This city depends on me. I have to go but I’ll see you later.
[Bruce turns and runs to a nearby car and jumps in to peel away as a limousine is pulling up. ALFRED looks out at Selina in surprise and Selina leans into the passenger side door.]
So, what, he just has spare car waiting wherever he goes?
He never knows when he’ll be needed, Ms. Kyle.
[Selina grunts and opens the car door to the front seat.]
What a drag. You got some spare time. Wanna grab a drink?
[Alfred cocks an eyebrow.]
INT BLACK SPACE- THE BAT CAVE
[A montage plays of Bruce gearing up to become the Batman and then leaping towards the camera ready for action, light lit behind him heroically.]
EXT ROOF TOP-ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE MANIC CLOWN CIRCUS SHOP
[Batman sits on a rooftop looking down from the shadows he’s chosen to hide himself in. He begins an inner monologue.]
A quick stop to the Gotham City Police Department confirmed my fears; the Joker has once again fled the asylum. Commissioner Gordon informed me that the clown was holding hostages at the MANIC CLOWN CIRCUS SHOP for reasons unknown. Sometimes I wonder if it might just be easier to put the psychopath down permanently. But then I remember this is just letting lunatics like him bring us down to his level.
[Batman sees the Joker inside the shop with several hostages looking maniacal as always. The Joker is holding a detonation device with a Joker face on it.]
Joker, you’re going to pay for- Oh… Oh no!
[Suddenly Batman starts holding his stomach and he has severe gas blow out audibly.]
Not now of all times! Damnit! Why’d I eat that chili!?
INT MANIC CLOWN CIRCUS SHOP
[The Joker wanders back and forth spouting angry nonsense. He is irate over his image being used without his express permission.]
And I hereby direct all vendors to return profits of ten percent… you know what, make that seventy percent, of all merchandise sold in the image of the Joker to the Joker! Hey, I’m a fair man!
[The Joker slaps his rubber chicken on the counter top with a squeak and cackles at the shopkeeper who is quickly writing trying to keep pace with the Joker’s tirade.]
Yes, Mr. Joker, sir! Whatever you want!
[The man continues writing hastily.]
And furthermore, what is with this item here!?
[He grabs a long gun like thin with a Joker face on its tip.]
It’s a super Joker soaker!
[Joker pulls the trigger and long stream of foam shoots out from the Joker mouth on the end.]
That someone loaded with hot foam apparently.
And what’s my face doin’ on its tip!? What exactly are we teaching our kids these days!?
Shootin foam at each other is fun?
You disgust me.
[Suddenly the door to the shop bursts open and Batman rushes inside and stops and stares at the villain with his facial features reflecting great agitation. The view zooms in on his face.]
Look, boss, the bats is here just like you said!
[Harleyquinn stands in the corner of the shop holding several hostages at gun point. The hostages looked terrified but are staying quiet.
Meanwhile the Batman is groaning and moaning and looking antsy as he sweats profusely looking like he wants to urgently say something.]
Batman! I knew you’d show up which is why I took the liberty of strapping a Joker bomb to this conveniently placed beam in the middle of the store what will bring this whole image stealing merchantry to the ground!
Hey! How come you can put your face on a bomb!?
[Batman stomps his feet and grunts trying to say something.]
Because as the patent holder of Joker Faced Unlimited I can slap my visage anywhere I like!
[Gives off a grunt like a roar]
Excuse me! Bat emergency! Where’s your restroom!?
EVERYONE IN THE STORE
Er, it’s back through there.
Thanks! I’ll be back, don’t go anywhere!
[The Batman glares at the Joker as he rushes past him and towards the restrooms.]
Uh, hello! Joker bomb here! Where are you going!? Hey! You can’t just ignore me and hit the head!
[Harley shrugs as the Joker scowls and Batman rushes into the back of the store.]
Eh whaddya gonna do?
[The Joker growls and chases after Batman.]
INT MANIC CLOWN CIRCUS SHOP-RESTROOM
[The Batman rushes into the restroom with the Joker close behind.]
Oh, this is rich! The Batman needs a potty break!
I don’t want to hear it!
[Batman rushes into a stall, fumbling with the door handle.]
What is this, Shitman Begins!?
[The Joker laughs.
The Batman stops as he is pulling the door closed behind him and points at the Joker with his rear end pointed at the toilet and his body bent over at an angle.]
I’ll deal with you when I’m done!
[The Batman closes the door shut and latches it and we hear him fumbling with his pants and buckle and grunting in desperation.]
You mean to tell me that just when we need to be fighting, you’ve gotta rush off and drop a load!? You didn’t go before leaving the house today!?
I’m not talking to you! Damnit! Come on, pants! Gotta put in a zipper or something to make em easier to come off!
[We hear the pants come loose and flop down below his ankles and he sits on the seat with a loud flump and a sudden expulsion of gas and liquid sounding squirts.]
Ew! What a stench!
[Joker walks over to the stall and leans against it as Batman grunts forcibly.]
You know, you should see a specialist about that.
Seriously, I used to be a doctor-
No you weren’t! You were a two bit crook! Errgh!
And before that I impersonated a two bit colonoscopist who masqueraded as an astronomer and knew all about your anus!
[Laughs maniacally. The Batman grunts loudly and explosive sounds reverberate all throughout the restroom.]
Wooa! Talk about your toxic waste! Whatsamatta, Batsy, not enough fiber in your diet!?
Shut up, Joker! When… I’m done… In here… you’re next!
Now now! Calm down! Nothin’ worth makin’ a big stink over!
[Another bout of hysterical laughing.]
Ew! How ‘bout a courtesy flush in there!?
[The Joker leans against the counter as he hears fighting happening in the next room.]
[Suddenly Harleyquinn rushes into the restroom.]
Mr. J, the boy wond-…
[She gets a whiff and suddenly looks like she can’t breathe. She holds her breathe and tries to flee back out the restroom.]
Oh no you don’t, Harl! We have the Bats cornered on the throne he deserves!
[Harleyquinn grows feint and passes out to the floor. The Joker looks down and shakes his head.]
Oh way to go, Batcan! You killed Harl with your noxious emanations!
[He pulls out his rubber chicken and starts squeezing it quickly. The door to the restroom bursts open again and Robin rushes in.]
Joker! You won’t get away wi- oh my god!
[Robin holds his hand to his face and hits his back against the wall.]
Oh look! The boy wonder has blundered into his master’s fallout!
[Laughs hysterically once more as Robin waves his hand in front of him.]
How… can you… take it!?
What? Smells fine to me!
[Joker takes a big whiff and laughs.]
Get him, Robin!
Maybe… uhn… I… do it somewhere else.
[Robin flees the restroom as the Joker laughs some more and the Batman sounds relieved. We hear the sound of Batman hitting the roll of TP.]
What the hell!? Single ply!? All the money this joint makes and they can’t spring for double?!
[The Joker rolls his eyes as the roll inside rolls quickly and for several moments. We hear Batman stand up and make some wiping sounds and then a loud flush and the sound of his pulling his pants up. He unlocks the stall and exits and lets loose an exhalation of relief.
The Joker shakes his head and laughs]
Well it’s about time! We need to get this show on the road! This guy has been selling my face without giving ME my due royalties! So I’m blowin him up! Oh, but first! Good lord, Bats! Someone light a match!
[The Joker reaches into his pants and pulls out some matches and gets ready to strike one.]
[The Joker lights the match and an explosion rocks the facilities. Smoke wafts out of the restroom.]
INT MANIC CLOWN CIRCUS SHOP REMNANTS
[The Joker and Batman exit the bathroom and cough looking rather haggard after the explosion.]
Oh for the love of… it still smells like a sewer! Just what did you have for dinner, batspam!?
[The police come to arrest Joker and an officer tries to walk into the restroom.]
I wouldn’t if I were you!
[The officer promptly passes out. Gordon walks up looking curious.]
I… uh… wouldn’t go in there for twenty five maybe thirty five minutes.
That bad, huh?
[They strap a straight jacket on the Joker and start leading him out of the store.]
Don’t blame me! Blame the Batman’s explosive diarrhea! You all are always talking about how dangerous I am, but the Batman’s the real threat!
[He laughs maniacally as he is guided out to the police car outside. Lights flash and paint the room under alternating colors of blue and red.]
I think it may be time to call it a night.
I agree. I’ll leave this in your capable hands commissioner.
Right. Thanks for the help.
[The shopkeeper rushes outside and stands at the doorway yelling at the Joker.]
Look what you did to my shop, you bastard!
Stop selling my image, you crook!
[The Batman and Robin race out of the store and into the night.]
I should’ve been a psychiatrist.
[He sighs and looks at his officers trying to pull the unconscious bodies of Harleyquin and the officer out of the blown up restroom.]
That’s the end of this week’s offering. Come back next Saturday for another Scripted Saturday tale. I have a few up my sleeve and am looking forward to giving you some more material to chew on! Until then, have a good week and I’ll read to you again later!
~Timothy S Purvis
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