Bo: The Everglades Racer
Location: Pacific Palisades, Ca. 90272
Type: TV Commercial
Bo, The Everglades Racer (trailer): Audition
You are invited to Audition for “Bo, The Everglades Racer” trailer, a two-minute promotional trailer for a script to be shown at an industry event in June. Those chosen after the audition will be paid $100 a day for up to a two-day shoot.
If you choose to participate, you will need to be present at Auditions, on:
DATE: March 30
AUDITION TIME: 9 AM – 12pm (PST)
LOCATION: Pierson Playhouse, 941 Temescal Canyon Rd. 90272
You will be auditioning for the role of Champ.
Your Character Description is below.
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CHAMP, 6-12, boy
—Self reliant, stubborn, defiant, street smarts, not afraid of a fight, whether it be with a bad guy or an alligator.
Champ lost his mother to a monster alligator, his father, emotionally distraught has sunk in the mire of depression, falling into the bottom of a bottle. Seeking a sense of family and connection, he sets out into the unknown to rescue his stolen dog.
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EXT. ZADORA’S WAGON – Night
An exotic circus Gypsy wagon.
SHORTY, A SINISTER CIRUS FREAK brandishing a turkey leg, tears off his first bite of food. Chews fast.
SHORTY
First person finds the boy gits
a new poster of themselves!
TWO-HEADED PENELOPE
He won’t get far.
(second head)
Says you.
BOBBI JOE (O.S.)
Psst.
Champ looks. Sees no one.
BOBBI JOE (O.S) (CONT’D)
Psssst, hey, you… Savage Boy.
Out from the panel wagon’s shadow steps BOBBI JOE (13), ankles shackled to a long chain. With indigo blue eyes, overalls, and a Baker Boy Cap it’s hard to tell whether Bobbi Joe’s a boy or girl.
BOBBI JOE (CONT’D)
Be obliged if ya freed me.
CHAMP
Who are you?
BOBBI JOE
A prisoner. Held against my will.
CHAMP
This place is crazy. Yer prolly
chained there for right reasons.
BOBBI JOE
Please. They’re going to cut off my
arms and legs.
CHAMP
I thought they were kidding. I need
out of here.
BOBBI JOE
Take me with you.
CHAMP
Doan need me no adventure buddy.
BOBBI JOE
Yes, an adventure. That’s exactly
what I need. Set me free.
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BY FALLEN LOG – MOMENTS LATER
Bull Moose moseys back into the thicket, just as Bobbi Joe and Champ slow… pick the log to rest on. Bobbi Joe props
up her deer legs.
BOBBI JOE
Think we lost them.
CHAMP
Where’d you learn to run like that?
BOBBI JOE
Scared school.
CHAMP
Scared school? I wouldn’t know.
BOBBI JOE
Don’t tell me you weren’t scared.
CHAMP
Nope.
BOBBI JOE
(puckering)
Then kiss me.
CHAMP
(retreats)
What?
BOBBI JOE
A knight always kisses the damsel
after he saves her.
CHAMP
I ain’t your knight.
BOBBI JOE
Scared?
She inflates her lips.
CHAMP
You look like a fish. A boy-fish.
Run like a boy, too.
BOBBI JOE
A kiss would make me feel like a
girl.
CHAMP
Handshake’s all ya git. I’m Champ.
(sulking)
I lost Bo… again.
BOBBI JOE
What’s a Bo?
CHAMP
Bo’s my dog.
BOBBI JOE
Why didn’t you stay behind and tell
the police? You like me, donchu?
CHAMP
What? They woulda jist took me back
to my Pa.
BOBBI JOE
(excited)
You got family?
CHAMP
No.
ON BOBBI JOE’S EYES: THEY’RE STUNNING BLUE
CHAMP (CONT’D)
Your eyes.
BOBBI JOE
You like my eyes?
CHAMP
Are you… ? You couldn’t be.
(re: medicine box)
I saw you steal that.
BOBBI JOE
So?
CHAMP
Stealin’s a sin. Unless there’s good
cause, mum used to say. She up and
died last year.
BOBBI JOE
Can’t imagine what it feels like, to
loose somebody who brought you into
the world.
CHAMP
Feels like that world ended.
A beat.
BOBBI JOE
I’m sorry.
CHAMP
Anyhow, I’m no sinner. Ain’t about
to start now.
BOBBI JOE
So, you hain’t never been scared,
never sinned neither? Not even a
white lie?
CHAMP
Nope.
BOBBI JOE
Not ever?
CHAMP
Not a one.
BOBBI JOE
Champ?
CHAMP
Yeah?
BOBBI JOE
What’s in the bag?
CHAMP
(curtly)
Nuttin’.
BOBBI JOE
Cause if there is, that’s a lie
by omission.
CHAMP
I said there ain’t nuttin’ in it.
BOBBI JOE
Okay, okay. Nothing’s in the bag
you went back for. Guess we both
got issues.
Champ breathes heavy.
BOBBI JOE (CONT’D)
Havin’ trouble breathing, Champ?
CHAMP
Nope.
(pinching nose)
Ten… Nine… Eight…
BOBBI JOE
Really?
Bobbi Joe opens her box, takes out a cobalt blue bottle.
BOBBI JOE (CONT’D)
From the looks-a-things, you
could use a little sin.
CHAMP
(reaches for it)
Oregano oil!
BOBBI JOE
Oh, no. Can’t letchu fall from
grace.
CHAMP
(grabs bottle)
I’m just borrowin’.
BOBBI JOE
Oh, brother.
CHAMP
(squeezes drops)
You made this?
BOBBI JOE
Grew the herbs myself. Caught the
snakes, too.
CHAMP
I thought they was dragons.
BOBBI JOE
Snakes are dragons without wings.
Watched Izadora cook these up
plenty of times. See this crimson
bottle? Cures Consumption. The
green one is a sleeping elixir…
make you sleep for days.
Champ’s head falls and he fakes passing out.
BOBBI JOE (CONT’D)
Go ahead, make fun. Guess you could
say I’m a second generation Dragon
Lady. Scared?
CHAMP
Nah. You’re too pretty to be a dragon.
BOBBI JOE
(smitten)
Thanks. So where we headed, Champ?
CHAMP
Tampa.
BOBBI JOE
(like it’s life itself)
You got family in Tampa?
CHAMP
Bo. He’s headed there.
BOBBI JOE
So that’s it? Your family’s a dog?
CHAMP
A dog is the best family a boy
could ever have.
BOBBI JOE
You got no one else?
CHAMP
Do have a one-horse place back home
with my Pa. But he ain’t never been
much for havin’ me around.
BOBBI JOE
You’re lucky you still have your
Pa. Least you got family.
CHAMP
I guess so. How ‘bout you? You got
family somewheres?
BOBBI JOE
I don’t want to talk about family
anymore. Let’s go… we won’t get
to Tampa jawin’.
CHAMP
Jist doan slowdown my walkin’.
BOBBI JOE
Walk? Uh-boy. I’m getting us
wheels. Got an idea –
She bends over and grabs a handful of mud, unaware it’s been
Moose tainted. She flings it into Champ’s face… splatt!
CHAMP
This your idea? Why you laughin’?
BOBBI JOE
‘Cuz you look like a mudcrawler.
Champ squishes some between his fingers.
CHAMP
Bobbi Joe?
BOBBI JOE
Yeah?
S-platt! A direct hit. Laughing mud volley ensues.
ROAD TO TAMPA – DAY
Mud-covered Champ and Bobbi Joe stand roadside in the sun.
BOBBI JOE (CONT’D)
Now remember, we’re orphans.
CHAMP
But I’m not an orphan.
BOBBI JOE
Give me some room here, will ya?
CHAMP
I still don’t see how bein’
orphans is gettin’ us wheels.
BOBBI JOE
If it’s one thing I know, it’s
grown-ups. And grown-ups can’t
resist orphans. ‘Specially filthy
ones.
CHAMP
We smell bad.
BOBBI JOE
Weeze ripe for some wheels.
CHAMP
It’s getting really hot.
Payment: Paid
City or Location of call: Pacific Palisades, Ca. 90272
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