Shipwrecked

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                                   Shipwrecked                             
                                                                           
                                       By                                  
                                                                           
                                Nikola Stojkovic                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                     Based on the stage play, "Shipwrecked"                
                              by Nikola Stojkovic                          
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                        Nikola Stojkovic                   
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          EXT. OPEN OCEAN - DAY                                            
                                                                           
          Artemio and Rick sit together in a small rowboat, floating       
          in the middle of the ocean. A rusty machete sits at their        
          feet.                                                            
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Well, it seems we have exhausted                       
                    all other avenues... yes. How                          
                    unfortunate that it should come to                     
                    this.                                                  
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    I’d say it’s damn worse than                           
                    unfortunate.                                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Yes, one could come to that                            
                    conclusion, especially from your                       
                    point of view. But I always was an                     
                    incurable optimist.                                    
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    From my point of view? What you                        
                    mean "from my point of view"?                          
                    You’ve been stuck here for God                         
                    knows how long too! No coast guard,                    
                    no rescue-                                             
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    No food.                                               
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    There ain’t no more food?                              
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    No my friend, the food has been                        
                    consumed.                                              
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    You gotta be kidding.                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    I do not kid.                                          
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Jesus. Now we’re screwed. I said it                    
                    before, when the ship sank, but I                      
                    mean it now. We are screwed.                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Not necessarily...                                     
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              2.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
          Artemio picks up the machete, and runs his finger along the      
          tip, testing the sharpness.                                      
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                         (Cautious)                                        
                    What you mean?                                         
                                                                           
          Artemio places the machete back down, between the two of         
          them.                                                            
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    It’s quite simple, my friend. I’ve                     
                    had ample time to think on this,                       
                    and I’m sorry, but it isn’t                            
                    pleasant.                                              
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    What exactly are you saying?                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    My dear friend, I will be hungry,                      
                    and your limbs can fix that.                           
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    What! You can’t... EAT me!                             
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    My friend, we have no other choice.                    
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    But... but I gotta eat too! I gotta                    
                    say in this! What’s stopping me                        
                    from grabbing that knife and                           
                    cutting you up for dinner!? Answer                     
                    that!                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Ah, here is the dilemma. Which of                      
                    us deserves to live? I propose we                      
                    handle this like civilized men. I                      
                    wish to convince you that I am                         
                    deserving of life, if only for a                       
                    little while longer.                                   
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    And then I get to convince you?                        
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Of course, my friend. We are                           
                    gentlemen, what is accorded to me,                     
                    must, by order of courtesy, be                         
                    accorded to you as well.                               
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              3.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    But what’s to stop you from just                       
                    stabbing me to death and ending it?                    
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    And what’s to stop you? We have                        
                    nothing here in this open water,                       
                    nothing but our word, our word as                      
                    gentlemen that we will not                             
                    prematurely take up this knife                         
                    against one another. No, my friend,                    
                    that would break our agreement,                        
                    and, incidentally, be murder.                          
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Or course it’s murder! It’s all                        
                    murder. What we are discussing is                      
                    murder. What else could it be?                         
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    No no, you misunderstand. If one of                    
                    us picks up this knife before both                     
                    of us have been sufficiently                           
                    convinced of the victor in our                         
                    verbal sparring, that would be                         
                    murder. If we are both convinced                       
                    beyond all reasonable doubt of the                     
                    winner, well, that is a different                      
                    matter entirely. Think of it as...                     
                    assisted suicide, which is a very                      
                    accepted practice in some                              
                    countries, mind you.                                   
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    So, you’re saying if I win, and you                    
                    know I win, and I know I win,                          
                    you’ll let me stab you?                                
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Quite right, my friend. And vice                       
                    versa of course.                                       
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                         (Unsure)                                          
                    Of course...                                           
                                                                           
          They both look down at the machete laying between them.          
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    The knife stays right there, until                     
                    one of us wins. If you even look at                    
                    it weird, I’ll gut you. I... I                         
                    won’t think twice!                                     
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              4.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    I would have it no other way! Well                     
                    then, shall we begin?                                  
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Wait.                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    What is it?                                            
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    How do we know who goes first?                         
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    When is your birthday?                                 
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    What? Why?                                             
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    When is your birthday?                                 
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    June 6th, 1973                                         
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Ah, it appears I have the advantage                    
                    in age. I was born on November the                     
                    8th, 1969. I will proceed first.                       
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Wait.                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                         (Annoyed)                                         
                    What is it?                                            
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    How do I know that’s your real                         
                    birthday?                                              
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    My word, my friend. You must trust                     
                    my word. Now, is that everything?                      
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    I guess.                                               
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Good! Then I will begin. Now, as                       
                    you can no doubt ascertain by my                       
                    speech, my manner, and my erect                        
                    posture, I have lived a life of                        
                    some reasonable affluence.                             
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              5.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                         (Unsure)                                          
                    Yeah.                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    And I have accumulated a                               
                    considerable amount of wealth, most                    
                    of which I spend on my wife and                        
                    children- yes I do have those, and                     
                    the rest, after an appropriate                         
                    amount has been taken out for my                       
                    own needs, goes towards various                        
                    charities. More often than not, I                      
                    am the biggest donor to these                          
                    foundations of the stricken. You                       
                    see, more people than just myself                      
                    rely on my survival. I am                              
                    absolutely indispensable to many                       
                    young orphans’ and cancer patients’                    
                    lives. Imagine then, if I were to                      
                    expire here. How many people would                     
                    suffer? Not to mention all the                         
                    respected colleagues of mine:                          
                    doctors, scientists, businessmen,                      
                    whose friendship I have come to                        
                    cultivate, would be absolutely                         
                    devastated at my loss.                                 
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    I get it. All your fancy words,                        
                    you’re part of the, what do they                       
                    call it on TV... the one percent! I                    
                    shoulda known. A rich bitch.                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Yes my friend! Exactly! And permit                     
                    me to say, that as part of this one                    
                    percent of the population, I am                        
                    much more rare and valuable to it                      
                    than men of the 99, of which you                       
                    sadly happen to be a part of. I am                     
                    the Siberian Tiger, a nearly                           
                    extinct, majestic species vital to                     
                    the beauty of this planet. You, my                     
                    friend, are a pigeon.                                  
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    I’ve worked hard to get where I am!                    
                    You know how hard it was to get a                      
                    job cooking on that liner? And now                     
                    look at me, sitting here debating                      
                    whether I’m the menu. No. You’ve                       
                    had your say, and now it’s my turn.                    
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              6.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                         (Bored)                                           
                    Very well, my friend, continue.                        
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Umm, ok. I uh, I was never nobody                      
                    important. I grew up kinda poor.                       
                    Not real poor, but like, kinda. We                     
                    had enough to eat most days, but                       
                    not much more than that. I finished                    
                    high school, which was a great                         
                    thing to my pop, who never got past                    
                    5th grade.                                             
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                         (Not listening)                                   
                    Hmm yes I can imagine.                                 
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    And I started as a fry cook at a                       
                    fast food joint. Nothing special. I                    
                    just cooked a lot at home as a kid,                    
                    learned from my ma. Fast forward a                     
                    few years, and through a series of                     
                    coincidences, a guy I knew from                        
                    high school wound up in my joint                       
                    while I happened to be on break. We                    
                    got to talking, and turns out he                       
                    worked for this cruise line. Got me                    
                    an interview and I got a job                           
                    cooking. Best thing to happen to                       
                    me. Worked a couple months and then                    
                    this happened. I got no kids, no                       
                    girlfriend... never had the time.                      
                    But I got dreams, and I want to                        
                    open up my own place. Not fancy                        
                    like, more of a diner for people on                    
                    hard times. Affordable, but                            
                    quality.                                               
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Yes, very admirable. Have you had                      
                    your say?                                              
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Sure, I guess that’s me.                               
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Well then, I think it’s clear to                       
                    both of us who the victor here is.                     
                    How would you like this to unfold?                     
                    Would you like to turn around or                       
                    close your eyes? Would you rather I                    
                    slice the throat or the wrists?                        
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              7.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    What?                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    My friend, I am the winner.                            
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Says who!?                                             
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Why, I’m sure it’s clear to both of                    
                    us.                                                    
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Hey now, slow down. I never said                       
                    anything! I don’t agree. You gotta                     
                    do better than that if I’m to lay                      
                    down and let you carve me up like a                    
                    piece of pork! I’m not convinced!                      
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                         (Shocked)                                         
                    You’re not?                                            
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    No.                                                    
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    How is it possible that you are not                    
                    absolutely convinced of my                             
                    importance? No one has ever said                       
                    ’no’ to me before.                                     
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    I’m saying it.                                         
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    But surely you cannot hope, even in                    
                    your wildest dreams to compare to                      
                    me. I have dined with kings and                        
                    presidents. I have seen the eight                      
                    wonders of the world. I have lived                     
                    in palaces and mansions. I have                        
                    explored the Great Pyramids. I have                    
                    been to space and played backgammon                    
                    in zero gravity.                                       
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    But-                                                   
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    I have given speeches at Ivy League                    
                    Universities. I have had movie                         
                              (MORE)                                       
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              8.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO (cont’d)                             
                    stars attend my birthday                               
                    celebrations. I have government                        
                    officials tip their hats to me when                    
                    we pass at the club. I once                            
                    achieved a perfect round in a  game                    
                    of golf. I have swum with Killer                       
                    Whales. I have watched icebergs                        
                    split apart in the Arctic. I have                      
                    swum the entire Amazon River                           
                    upstream.                                              
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    Wait-                                                  
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    I have faced down a Grizzly Bear                       
                    with nothing but a pocket knife. I                     
                    have brought down elephants with                       
                    one bullet in the Safari. I have                       
                    slept with wolves in the wilds of                      
                    Vancouver. I have flown faster than                    
                    the speed of sound. I have-                            
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    ENOUGH! Look! A ship! A rescue                         
                    ship! That way, look!                                  
                                                                           
          Rick gestures wildly behind Artemio who turns round to look.     
          With Artemio looking away, Rick snatches the machete and         
          grabs one of Artemio’s wrists, slicing it vertically.            
          Artemio falls back into the boat.                                
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    Ah!                                                    
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                         (Scared)                                          
                    I... it’s done.                                        
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                         (Weakly)                                          
                    I have... I have cruised the world                     
                    on ocean liners. I have been                           
                    shipwrecked in the middle of the                       
                    ocean. I have had my wrists cut by                     
                    knives and lived... are you not                        
                    convinced?                                             
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                    You’ve lived more than anyone I                        
                    know. Yeah. I’m convinced.                             
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                           (CONTINUED)     
                                                                           
          CONTINUED:                                              9.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
                                                                           
                              ARTEMIO                                      
                    I knew you would... see reason.                        
                                                                           
          Artemio slumps into the boat and closes his eyes. Rick           
          regards him for signs of life. Nothing.                          
                                                                           
                              RICK                                         
                         (To himself)                                      
                    Least you never had to eat nobody.                     
                                                                           
          Rick grimly picks up the machete and raises it over his head     
          to swing.                                                        
                                                                           
          The End.