EXTRACT FROM VOYEUR 
by Peter Devonald and Mike Nirenberg
COPYRIGHT 2004-2009: Contact pdevonald@hotmail.com for more details

               FADE IN:



               CLOSE ON A TINY, TWO INCH BLACK CAMERA

               Its lens stares. Silent. Still. In the darkness above the
               lens, a red light shines, on-off.



               INT. MANSION - FOYER - NIGHT

               Large. Luxurious. Dimly lit. Silent, except for the ticking
               of a grandfather clock. In the darkness near the ceiling, a
               tiny red light intermittently flashes.

               Dimly lit rooms, a glimpse of flickering red lights: 

               Living Room. 

               Kitchen.

               Bottom of Stairway. Top of Stairway.

               2nd Floor Hallway - a large bedroom, its door open. 

               From within the bedroom, in darkness, the same red light.



               BEDROOM - ANGLE FROM THE POV OF THE RED LIGHT

               Feminine. A mahogany dresser. A queen-size bed with canopy.
               A full-length mirror. On a wall there is BDSM gear -
               paddles, whips, etcetera. A shower runs O.S. To one side,
               the same red flicker.



               BEDROOM - ANOTHER ANGLE

               The shower is louder O.S. The bathroom door is ajar. From
               within the bathroom, a red light shines. 



               BATHROOM - ANGLE FROM THE POV OF RED LIGHT

               The room is thick with steam from the shower. Through the
               steam, at the far end of the room, the shower's Plexiglas
               door reveals the vague image of a BLOND-HAIRED WOMAN.



               BOTTOM OF STAIRWAY

               A black gloved hand grasps the railing. Black sleeved shirt
               linked to a black glove. A black coat. Black ski mask over
               PERSON IN BLACK's head... The Person moves up the stairs. 



               BATHROOM - SAME ANGLE

               The image of the Blond-Haired Woman in the shower. Near the
               shower's Plexiglas door, a red light flickers.



               BATHROOM - ANOTHER ANGLE (FROM THE POV OF THE RED LIGHT)

               Closer on the obscured image of the Blond-Haired Woman. She
               washes her hair. 



               2ND FLOOR HALLWAY

               Person In Black moves toward the bedroom.



               BATHROOM - SAME ANGLE

               The Blond-Haired Woman leans forward, lets the water rinse
               her hair. 

               From behind the Plexiglas door, a red light flickers.



               INSIDE SHOWER STALL

               Blond-Haired Woman's torso, the Plexiglas door behind her,
               her face unseen. She turns her back to the camera, uses a
               long-handled brush to scrub her back.

               She puts the brush on a hook, turns her back to the
               shower's spray - it hits her shoulders. She moves a little
               further out from the spray, reveals -

               The shadow of the Person In Black in the Plexiglas door. 



               BATHROOM - OUTSIDE STALL (POV OF THE CAMERA CLOSE TO STALL)

               The Person In Black reaches for the shower door's handle,
               grasps it -

               CLICK. 

               Image becomes -



               INT. DARKENED ROOM - COMPUTER SCREEN - NIGHT

               INSERT: Pay Thirty Dollars To Continue.

               The mouse icon hovers between 'PAY' and 'LEAVE.'

                                                             FLARE TO
                                                               WHITE:

               TITLE CARD: "Six Months Earlier."



               INT. MANSION - BEDROOM - DAY 

               Same bedroom as earlier, but no furniture. The walls are
               freshly painted. A laptop sits on the floor, displaying a
               screen-saver: an eye, its pupil roving back and forth.

               TWO MOVING MEN carry in the mahogany dresser. 

               SHAWN MARCUS, 25, follows them in. He is attractive but
               brooding, with an intense, serious stare. He wears slacks,
               dress shoes and a long-sleeved shirt.

                                   SHAWN
                         Put it over there.

                                   PHIL (O.S.)
                         Check this out.

               Shawn turns from the Moving Men, toward the room's corner,
               where PHIL CONNERS, 22, handsome, wearing blue jeans, a T
               shirt and a tool belt, stands on a ladder, secures a video
               camera to the ceiling. Phil stares out the window.

               Shawn moves to the window.

               SHAWN'S POV: An ATTRACTIVE WOMAN walks along the quiet
               street, passes the mansion. She glances toward the window.
               Smiles. Stops. Bends forward to fix her shoe.



               BEDROOM

               Phil grins. Shawn watches. 

                                   PHIL
                         She's gotta know we're watching.

               Shawn smiles, leans close to the window's glass pane. 

               Phil bangs on the window. 



               EXT. MANSION - SAME TIME

               The Attractive Woman looks up at the window.



               BEDROOM

               Shawn jumps back, knocks over a full-length mirror. It
               falls, shatters. 

               Shawn looks back at Phil, who smiles at the Attractive
               Woman, gives her a big thumbs up. 

               Shawn shakes his head, looks at the shattered mirror - the
               broken shards reflect his face.



               INT. MANSION - BATHROOM - LATER

               Same bathroom as in the opening. Empty. The door opens.
               Phil walks in, removes his tool belt, pulls down his pants
               and sits on the toilet.

                                   SHAWN (O.S)
                         Phil, the camera is on! 

               Phil grins, looks directly at us. 

                                   PHIL
                         So don't watch.



               KITCHEN - LAPTOP SCREEN

               A video image of Phil on the toilet.



               KITCHEN 

               Shawn sits at the table, stares at the laptop. Tools, video
               cameras and cable lay nearby. 

               Shawn reaches for the mouse.



               LAPTOP SCREEN

               The mouse arrow icon slides to Phil's genitals, stops,
               hiding them. 



               EXT. MANSION - NIGHT

               Shawn and Phil walk out carrying computer gear. They go to
               a van emblazoned with "Voyeur, Inc." and a logo of an eye. 

               They open the van's back door, put the gear in. Phil looks
               at the mansion.

                                   PHIL
                         This has gotta be costing you a
                         fortune.

                                   SHAWN
                         Not me. I'm just a consultant -
                         technical and creative. 

               Phil looks at him, surprised.

                                   SHAWN
                         I'm through watching every
                         nickel. 

                                   PHIL
                         You're just afraid to fire anyone
                         else.

               Shawn looks at Phil, forces a smile.

                                   SHAWN
                         Don't be so sure. 

               Phil laughs. Shawn shuts the van's door.



               VAN

               Shawn climbs behind the wheel. Phil gets in the passenger
               seat. Shawn stares at the road, tense.

                                   SHAWN
                         The truth is, no one's going to
                         be fired. This site is going to
                         succeed. 

               Phil looks at him. Shawn cranks the engine. 



               INT. GREENBRIAR ENTERTAINMENT - RHONDA'S OFFICE - DAY

               Hip, modern. A sofa, coffee table, big screen TV. RHONDA
               STEIN, 30, sits at her desk. She has short hair and a
               serious gaze. 

                                   RHONDA
                         She's outrageous. She'll do
                         anything for attention. 

               Shawn sits on the sofa, eyes the TV.



               TV - GREENBRIAR ENTERTAINMENT CONFERENCE ROOM 

               LEONA JASNIC, 24, blond, flat stomach, earring in her
               navel, sits on a chair in the center of the room with her
               legs crossed. Her shirt and tight stretch pants match, but
               they are bright, bold colors.



               RHONDA'S OFFICE

               Rhonda glances down at dozens of actress head-shots on her
               desk.