SHOT OF NOTEBOOK PAGE DAPPLED WITH SUNLIGHT
POV of someone skimming a hand-written entry. The corresponding voice-over is offhand, dispassionate. In the background, children can be heard laughing and playing.
BOB ARCTOR (V.O.)
Lately, Jerry Fabin stands all day shaking bugs from his hair. The doctor says there are no bugs in his hair.
The sound of fingers scratching scalp begins and grows louder through the following montage.
EXT. COCA-COLA BOTTLING PLANT – PRE-DAWN
SUBTITLE: ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA, IN THE YEAR 1994
A massive, unlit Coca-Cola sign is eerily silhouetted against the early morning sky. Antiquated delivery trucks set out from loading docks, as red futuristic cargo planes, emblazoned with the Coca-Cola logo, take off from the roof.
EXT. FREEWAY – PRE-DAWN
Birds-eye view of Coca-Cola trucks spreading out through the city. Coke planes shoot by close to the camera.
EXT. 7-11 – DAWN
A Coke truck pulls into the parking lot.
EXT. SUPERMARKET – DAWN
A Coke plane lands gracefully on the roof of the supermarket.
EXT. MCDONALD’S – DAWN
Uniformed delivery men enter, hauling cases of Coke syrup.
EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET – DAWN
A Coca-Cola truck rumbles slowly past a row of low-income, plastic pre-fab houses. We hold on one house whose front lawn is strewn with furniture and cleaning products.
INT. JERRY FABIN’S LIVING ROOM – DAWN
The windows are spray-painted over with silver paint. A single pole lamp with bare, harsh spot-lights illuminates the room, which is emptied of furniture, covered in a sickly green shag carpet, and littered with fast-food wrappers. in green shag carpet, and littered with fast-food wrappers.In the center of the room stands Jerry Fabin, thirty, with wildeyes and a long, tangled mass of hair. He is naked, draped over a metal garbage can, and vigorously scratching his head. This process continues for an uncomfortably long time. A Golden Retriever sleeps in the corner.
The Pitch: An adaptation of the Philip K. (Bladerunner) Dick novel. It’s about an undercover narc cop whose constant lying and own drug use start blurring his realities. He develops a split-personality (cop vs. addict) and, as a cop, begins surveilling his drug-dealer identity. And then it gets complicated. But of course. Charlie’s script is unproduced. (Richard Linklater eventually directed the film, using his own adaptation.) .