Getting to know you…
Synopsis: Ian and Dawn try to get to know their knew documentary film maker a bit better…
Characters: Dawn and Ian and Michael J Knight.
INT. BAR. NIGHT
DAWN and IAN have a rather large ornate cocktail in front of them. They try and drink it with straws.
IAN: So How did you know Jonti then?
MICHAEL: Oh no big deal…we used to work for this foundation a few years ago, would have been about the year 2000.
IAN: I see.
DAWN: What did this foundation do?
MICHAEL: Oh loads of different things it was set up by this billionaire to do good works etc.. I was there just helping out Doing stuff to help underprivelaged kids really, you know, media training that sort of thing.
DAWN: Do you do a lot of Charity work Michael?
MICHAEL: No, Not really, look we're not here to talk about me. This is your film. Well it's my film but it's about you. Your mission.
IAN: It's a quest.
MICHAEL: What's the difference.
IAN: A mission is like something you're told to do, a quest is something you undertake yourself.
MICHAEL: Right…So whats the plan.
DAWN: Well tomorrow we're going to look for Eenie Mancini.
MICHAEL: And now?
DAWN: (To Ian) God, champing at the bit int he?
MICHAEL: You know, I just want to stamp my authority on the film. Capture those moments you know. All I've seen you do
So far is drive, eat and sleep.
IAN: You watched us sleep?
MICHAEL: Only for a few minutes, I was trying these out with the camera. The night vision button doesn't seem to work anymore.
IAN looks a bit terrified.
DAWN: You see, What I want to do now is find out about you? Who is the real Michael J Knight. Who is this lone man on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent, the helpless, the powerless…
MICHAEL: I wouldn't really call it a crusade it's more of a gig really.
DAWN is not pleased at the trivialising of the search for the joneses.
IAN: What does the J stand for?
MICHAEL: I'm not saying.
DAWN: I bet it doesn't stand for anything. I bet you made your name up to make you stand out from other people.
MICHAEL: I'm not saying either way. My name doesn't stand out that much. If I wanted a really directory name I could call myself Rodman Flender or Walter Wanger or Guillermo…
DAWN: I see.
MICHAEL: I feel i'm becoming the focus of this conversation which I don't think is the direction the film should go.
DAWN: But surely if Ian and I are talking about it, then it is the film, whatever it is we're talking about. Even if it is the new director who's filming it with the made up name.
MICHAEL: It's not made up! What I'm driving at is that it's not really that interesting.
DAWN: I'm interested. (TURNS TO IAN) You Interested?
MICHAEL: Alright. You can ask me three questions. But that's it. After that we have to move on and gets some stuff about the mission.
IAN: (Forceful) Its a quest!
DAWN: Alright Ian, blimey there must be a lot of e numbers in this cocktail. Right. Question one…..
IAN: What's your real name.
DAWN: Good one Ian.
DAWN: Vito? Like the godfather?
MICHAEL: No I vetoe that question. I have the power of vetoe.
DAWN: But you said I could ask three questions?
MICHAEL: And if I don't like them or think they would be damaging to the film or our relationship as subject and auteur then I will vetoe them. You've got one left.
DAWN: How come.
MICHAEL: You asked about asking three questions.
DAWN: That was a statement.
MICHAEL: Okay fine, two questions left.
DAWN: Er…Do you have any…family.
MICHAEL: (Instantly) No I'm alone.
DAWN: Awwww. See Ian, he's alone like us to.
MICHAEL: No. You have like 27 ish siblings. And potentially a father.
IAN: I might have two dads.
MICHAEL: (Flat)I have no-one.
DAWN: Right….we'll leave that there….
IAN: What kind of care do you drive?
MICHAEL: 1982 modified Pontiac Firebird. Black.
DAWN: Is that like one of them smart cars…
EXT. CAR PARK. NIGHT.
MICHAEL WALKS ALONE THROUGHT THE NIGHT. HE IS FOCUSING ON SNOWY. HE IS LOOKING FOR IAN AND DAWN. HE OPENS THE DOOR AND GETS IN THE BACK.
MICHAEL: where are they?
THE LIGHTS ARE ON IN THE CAR. ALL FUTURISTIC.
IAN: (O.S.) (like K.I.T.T. off Knight Rider (Like you don't know)) Michael, I think you've left something behind.
MICHAEL: Hell…Hello…Are you talking to me. Car?
DAWN pops her head looking quizzically at MICHAEL.
DAWN: Ian's ate too much sugar, his larynx is flat. And he's been up to long so we should get to the hotel.
IAN plonks himself in the passenger seat.
IAN: (in K.I.T.T. voice) I think you dropped this.
IAN hands MICHAEL some camera batteries.
MICHAEL: Oh right…Thanks.
IAN: Not a problem Michael.
IAN turns round
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