Hero Nots™: Screenplay In Progress, Scene 1

Mister Sticky is awaiting the appearance of Feral Hogg...


Screenplay in progress

FADE IN

EXT. – FIRST LIGHT ON A LUSH MISSOURI CORNFIELD

A hawk darts out of it, screeching. Something in the field rustles. Over the whispering stalks, we hear narration from our first Hero Not: Mister Sticky.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
A Missouri cornfield… at its peak… at sunrise. Beautiful, isn’t it? Yeah, I think so, too. Good enough, anyway, for a reunion. Of Hero Nots.

REVERSE ANGLE – REVEALING MISTER STICKY

He’s a tall, fit 20something in a form-fitting exco-skeleton. He unfolds his arms, revealing wristbands that control his Invisible Glue. He addresses the camera.

MISTER STICKY
Hello, I’m Mister Sticky. The Inventor of Invisible Glue.

The hawk screeches again.

MISTER STICKY
That’s right, Invisible Glue. You’ll see. Or rather, you won’t see, because it’s invisible. But you’ll see the results.

He aims his beam into the cornfield. He “fires.” Like snaring with a lasso, he seems to catch something. He whips whatever it is back. An EAR OF CORN comes flying directly into his other hand. He smiles.

MISTER STICKY
Oh, you’ll see.

EXT. – WIDER SHOT TO REVEAL PLATFORM

Mister Sticky is standing on a raised platform above the cornfield, allowing him to hold court and orate 20 feet in the air.

MISTER STICKY
Why, yes, I am on a raised platform overlooking this cornfield. That’s for a reason.

A motor rumbling in the distance.

MISTER STICKY
For one thing, I have a better view…

EXT. – A GRAVEL ROAD BY THE CORNFIELD

Sticky’s P.O.V. A truck is approaching up the gravel road, sending up clouds behind it. Through the haze we can’t make out its inhabitants.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
…of the bad guys.

Swooping in now on the truck. As it barrels down the road, we can see a grey-haired, goatee-laden man in a lab coat driving, frantically. In the back are two beautiful, statuesque women. One is clad in barely-there running wear. And the other in latex body-armor. She holds a spear.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
That would be, of course…

Closer on the guy in the lab coat, driving with determination.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
Doctor Gassy. They call him “Master of Gas.” Don’t ask why.

Closer on the woman in barely-there running wear. Her legs are long. She tries to see what’s ahead.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
The Fleet. As fast as the Flash but younger and less prone to dying on multiple Earths.

Closer on the woman in body armor. She lifts her head, gathering a scent.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
And Bad Ashlee. The best bounty hunter in the Midwest. Need it bad? She’ll get it good.

Longer shot of the truck. It comes to a halt in a distance from Sticky’s location. A trail of dust lingers.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
They’re here for the same thing I’m here for.

EXT. – PLATFORM

Mister Sticky beckoning to the cornfield.

MISTER STICKY: That thing out there.

EXT: DEEP WITHIN THE CORNSTALKS – A CREATURE’S P.O.V.

Something is moving ahead, pushing the stalks out of his way. Heading for an opening.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.)
The thing that seems to bringing all the Hero Nots…

EXT. – THE GRAVEL ROAD

Exiting the truck: Dr. Gassy, The Fleet and Bad Ashlee. The man comes out of the cab. The women jump over the side. As the sun rises, they assess the situation.

MISTER STICKY (V.O.):
…back together.

CUT TO LOGO: HERO NOTS

CUT TO TITLE SLIDE: EP 01: WHERE RUSTLES THE CORN

EXT. – INSIDE THE CORNFIELD

Two burly arms reach out from the stalks over the corn. The fists clench and shake. Something’s coming.

EXT. – THE TRUCK GRAVEL ROAD

Dr. Gassy, The Fleet and Bad Ashlee are conferring. Dr. Gassy has binoculars of his own. And is using them.

BAD ASHLEE (sniffing the air:)
I can smell him.

DR. GASSY: I’m sure you can. I can see him.

BAD ASHLEE
Feral Hogg?

DR. GASSY
No, our friend Mister Sticky. He’s obviously here for the creature, too.

BAD ASHLEE
Bastard.

DR. GASSY
And he’s the only thing keeping the Hero Nots from reforming as a team.

BAD ASHLEE
Double bastard.

THE FLEET
Should we kill him?

DR. GASSY
Fleet, Fleet, Fleet, it’s not that easy. This is Mister Stickee we’re talking about. Inventor of Invisible Glue.

THE FLEET
That’s a thing?

DR. GASSY
Do this. Run to Mister Sticky. Tell him he can either rejoin the team. Or be gassed out of existence.

The Fleet looks at Dr. Gassy, as if, “For real?”

DR. GASSY: Go.

And The Fleet is off.

EXT. – A LONG STRETCH OF ROAD

The Fleet is running in slow motion, an exquisite road runner of form and motion. The music evokes “Chariots of Fire.”

To be continued