[/color] begins to play as we see a pair of shoes. The camera pans the outside of a typical suburban home. The music is cut off abruptly by a loud scream. The camera then shows inside, where a young man is battling a middle-aged woman over a box of jewelry. Two more young men run in, dressed the same as the first, holding baseball bats. The two guys hit the women, spattering blood around the room. The woman is clearly dead. All three guys spring up and attempt to run out of the room when they hear police sirens from down the street. The second two guys to enter leave the back door quickly, but the first young man had a little trouble, slipping in the kitchen and hitting his head on the fridge.)[/i]
DOCTOR
Alex...Alex are you awake?
(Cut to a jail cell, where the young man, now known as Alex is sprawled in the corner in a straight jacket, just starting to gain consciousness.)ALEX
Wh...wh...
(Screams)WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!
DOCTOR
You are at Brooklyn County Correctional Facility. I am your doctor. My name is Jane Moore. You suffered a nasty bump to the head, but you should be OK.
ALEX
OK? OK?! LOOK AT ME! I'M IN A FUCKING STRAIGHT JACKET IN PRISON!
DOCTOR
I'll let you speak to these policemen...
(At that time, two police officers walk into the cell, nodding to the doctor as they crossed paths. The officer turns to Alex.)POLICEMAN #1
You know what you've done. I'll see you in court next week.
(Alex has a puzzled look on his face as the camera zooms in on him.
Cut to a courtroom, where Alex stands up, awaiting the Judge's verdict.)JUDGE
On one count of burglary and one count of murder in the first degree, the jury finds the defendant, Alexander DeLarge, guilty!
(A hush falls over the courtroom as everybody awaits the Judge's next words. Alex shuts his eyes and gulps.)JUDGE
I hereby sentence you to 123 years in prison, with the possibility of parole.
DIM
Alex, you OK man?
(Dim, one of Alex's “droogs” alerts Alex, who is sitting on the sofa of their lair of sorts. He is holding the box of jewlery from the lady.)ALEX
How did we get out of there?
GEORGIE
We had to drag you out like a rag doll. You were out.
(Georgie, Alex's other “droog” buts in.)ALEX
Did the cops see us?
GEORGIE
I fuckin' hope not. We went out the back door and we never saw them, so hopefully that means they didn't see us.
(As Georgie says that, 4 teenage girls walk down to the basement.)DIM
Hey Alex, we bought you a little fun my friend.
ALEX
Ah, thanks guys.
(Cut to Alex 'concluding' having sex with one of the teenage girls as he looks over at Dim, who is getting a blow job by one of the girls, while Georgie is playing around with the remaining 2 girls.
Cut to the next day, where Alex and his droogs are sitting on the sofa drinking glasses of milk, laced with narcotics. In this scene, Alex has paint over his eye, and all 3 guys are wearing the traditional group uniform, which includes the white jumpsuit of sorts, and a black top hat.)ALEX
You boys feel like a trip to the library?
DIM + GEORGIE
Sure!
(Cut to Alex and the droogs walking into the library, all holding a walking stick. Alex knocks down a life-size cut-out of Harry Potter as he walks through the library. He gets to the counter at the back of the complex.)LIBRARIAN
May I help you?
ALEX
No, thanks, we're just browsing.
(Alex then smiles and motions for his droogs to come over. They then proceed to pull down book shelves and smash computers with their walking sticks.)ALEX
(Yelling)BAIL!
(As Alex yells that, he and the droogs smash a side window and jump out, getting out of dodge before the police get there.
Cut to Alex sleeping the next morning. We hear his mother bashing at his door.)MRS. DELARGE
(Continuing to bash at the door)ALEXANDER! ALEXANDER OPEN THE DOOR!
(Alex then wakes up. He throws his alarm clock at the door, making a large bang.)MRS. DELARGE
Alexander, don't be stupid. Your parole officer here to see you.
ALEX
(Whispers to himself)Fuck.
(Alex then nonchalantly strolls to the door and opens it, welcomed by a Brooklyn County Police officer.
The film starts to rewind, with the sound effect.)ALEX (VOICE OVER)
Woah, hold on here for just a second. I guess now is the time to catch up. My name is Alexander DeLarge, and I am a self-confessed lunatic. You're all probably wondering why there's a parole officer at my bedroom door. Well, it all started 2 years ago in 2006 when my droogs and I had a little 'mishap', you could say.
(Cut to Alex and his droogs at an old couple's house. They struggle as they attempt to rob the house. Alex strikes the lady with his cane and she falls, looking extremely hurt. As Alex stares at the woman, startled at what he's just done, he is suddenly hit in the back of the head with a milk bottle by Dim. Alex is out cold. Dim and Georgie make sure the lady's husband is securely tied and gagged before leaving Alex laying there to take the blame.
Cut to Alex in a courtroom.)JUDGE
Alexander DeLarge, on the charge of manslaughter, I hereby sentence you to 14 years in prison.
ALEX (V.O.)
I didn't mean to kill the lady. It was quite a shock when I heard about her death. But I knew I had to pay for it. But in turn, I also have to make my droogs pay. One day. One day.
(Cut to Alex sitting in his jail cell 2 years later. His face busted up from smashing it against his cell wall. 2 policemen walk in.)POLICEMAN #1
Mr. DeLarge, we need to talk.
(The policemen begin to put Alex in handcuffs, but Alex resists.)POLICEMAN #2
Dude, I wouldn't do that. I think you're gonna like what you're about to be offered.
(Cut to Alex sitting in an office with the 2 policemen and a woman in a science coat. Her name tag reads “Doc. Jessica TWINN”.)JESSICA
Hello Alex, my name is Jessica.
ALEX
Righty-oh, what's the hold up?
JESSICA
Yes... well I have a radical, yet tested new treatment that may help you out.
ALEX
How so?
JESSICA
Well firstly, you won't be so aggressive.
ALEX
Well, don't get your hopes up love.
JESSICA
Alex, are you willing to take the test?
ALEX
Yes. Yes I am. Hey, it's worth a try huh?
JESSICA
(Smiles)Wonderful.
ALEX (V.O.)
So I listened to the bitch. Well, she was kinda hot. Anyway, let's not get sidetracked. Back to the story.
(Cut to Alex getting his eyes held open by 2 claw like mechanisms. He is forced to watch disturbing footage of car accidents, murders and crime scenes.
As he finishes watching, Jessica unhooks his eyes.)JESSICA
Now, do you feel angry anymore?
ALEX
Definitely not!
ALEX (V.O.)
I was blatantly lying. I felt like ripping her insides out and using her skull as a hockey puck. But I knew I had to stay reserved so I had a chance of getting out early.
(Alex is shown sitting in an interrogation room with his parole officer, who is the first police officer who confronted him earlier.)PAROLE OFFICER
After some long, hard thought, Alex, we have granted you early release.
ALEX
Seriously?!
PAROLE OFFICER
Definitely. You've shown signs of improvement which see you as an honorable member of the US society. Congratulations. But, I can't warn you enough, screw up again and you'll be in here for a lot longer than 14 years son!
ALEX
Yes sir.
ALEX (V.O.)
And that's how I got to here. Well, as you've already seen, I've fucked up again...several times, but as long as my droogs don't rat on me again, and I fuck them up first, there will be no stopping me and my psychotic ways. Now, where were we?
(Alex is now standing in front of his parole officer.)ALEX
Yes sir?
PAROLE OFFICER
Master DeLarge, we have a report that you were spotted trashing the Brooklyn State Library yesterday. Is there any truth to this?
ALEX
Of course not. I know that if I fuck, sorry for my french, I mean mess up again, I'm back in the slammer-dammer-doo.
PAROLE OFFICER
Call me crazy, but I do believe you Alex.
ALEX
(Murmurs)I'm the only crazy one here.
PAROLE OFFICER
Sorry?
ALEX
Nothing, nothing.
PAROLE OFFICER
Well, I'll follow up on some things and get back to you. Have a good day.
ALEX
You too sir.
(Alex slams the door in the face of the officer. He then goes over to his laptop and begins to play“Crazy” by Gnarls Barkley[/color] as he begins to get undressed for a shower. “Crazy” continues playing as we go through Alex's morning routine of showering, brushing his teeth and getting dressed. He goes to his cell phone and begins to call Dim.)[/i]
DIM (OVER THE PHONE)
Hello?
ALEX
Yo, Dim. Meet me outside my house, I wanna go for a walk. Bring Georgie too.
DIM (O.T.P.)
Cool, you're on. See you in 15?
ALEX
Yeah.
(Cut to the 3 guys outside Alex's house.)ALEX
Ready? We're taking a walk down to the train station.
(“Paint it Black” by The Rolling Stones[/color] plays as we see the 3 walking to the train station, on to the platform. The station is deserted, as it is 11 am on a Wednesday with most people either at work or at school. Alex and his droogs dropped out of school at the age of 15 and never bothered getting work.)[/i]
DIM
So, why are we here?
GEORGIE
Yeah?
ALEX
Hold on a sec, I need to piss.
(Alex then goes into the toilets of the train station. Only as Alex turned around did we realize that he was wearing a back pack and had his cane sticking out of it. The droogs make conversation on porn as they're waiting for Alex to get out of the toilets. Alex appears out from the bathroom, dressed in the group's uniform, with his eye painted once again. It has now become Alex's war paint as such.)ALEX
Now boys. Remember that fateful night where we all worked in unison to rob that ol' couple? Oh yeah, and you guys framed me?
GEORGIE
Alex, you know we didn't mean for it to happen. It was spur of the moment.
ALEX
Oh yeah? Kinda like this?
(With that, Alex pushes Dim and Georgie onto the train tracks. Every time they try to climb back on the platform, Alex stomps on their fingers, not allowing them to get up. Alex smiles as this announcement blares through the speakers.)P.A. SYSTEM
The next train passes through Brooklyn Station in 15 seconds. Please note: Train will not be stopping at Brooklyn Station.
ALEX
Well well well. Looks like you boys are in for it. Hope you had a fun life.
(Alex then pulls his cane, revealing a knife inside of it. As the droogs try to claw up again, Alex slices their hands with the knife, sending them back down in agonizing pain. The train then arrives, splattering both the droogs and sending them under the train. As the train passes, Alex see's Dim and Georgie's bodies laying there, motionless. Alex then pulls a few strands of hair out from his pocket for some unknown reason, and places them in both droogs' hands.)ALEX
(Smirks)Payback's a bitch.
(Alex then is shown walking into the bathrooms again.
Cut to Alex's parole officer in the Brooklyn Police Office. He has just been told that 2 young men have been found dead on the railway tracks.
Cut to the railway tracks with the parole officer standing over the bodies.)PAROLE OFFICER
Ugh. DeLarge is back at his old tricks. Son of a bitch.
(The officer then notices the hair in the boys' hands. He picks them up.)PAROLE OFFICER
We need these sampled, as quick as possible.
(He turns to the officer he is with, who nods and puts the samples in a plastic case.
Cut to the office, where the samples have come through on the parole officer's desk.)PAROLE OFFICER
Fuck it. No match with DeLarge.
(The film pauses. Alex returns with his voice over.)ALEX (V.O.)
Stop it right there. I bet you're wondering whose hair that was if it wasn't mine. Well, my sister's old Barbie doll was more than willing to give me a hair sample. Now, back to it.
(Alex is shown reading the article on the robbery which lead to the lady's death on his laptop. He identifies his murder victim as Mrs. Jane Anderson. Alex discovers the address of the Anderson's house, and decided to pay them a visit.
Cut to Alex knocking at the door of a typical suburban home. The man who was also a victim on Alex and the droogs' attack answers.)MR. ANDERSON
Hello, can I help you?
ALEX
Yes. I am the man that was put to jail for killing your wife.
(The man then bursts into tears and starts weeping. He rests his head on Alex's shoulder. Alex is a little startled as he begins to pat Mr. Anderson on the back.)MR. ANDERSON
Please, please come in.
(As he is invited in, Alex notices things he didn't notice when he attempted to rob the home and unintentionally killed Mrs. Anderson. There were many crosses around the house, and bible quotes on tea towels hanging on the walls. Mr. Anderson invites Alex to sit down on the sofa with him.)MR. ANDERSON
As you can probably see, I am an extremely religious man. After my wife died, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I needed shelter. I needed something. So I turned to god. Alex, do you believe in god?
ALEX
No, sir.
MR. ANDERSON
That's OK. I bet you were surprised when I decided to rest on your shoulder instead of punching you.
ALEX
Oh definitely. I wouldn't have blamed you if you'd have killed me.
MR. ANDERSON
Oh lord! Alex, I would never kill anybody. I am a frail man. And my belief in god has inspired me to say these 3 words: I forgive you.
(Alex is baffled. He doesn't know what to do. He gets desperate. REAL desperate. He just wants this man to stop. He came with good intentions, but that killer instinct is starting to take over.)ALEX
May I please have a coffee sir?
MR. ANDERSON
Of course! How do you have it.
ALEX
Weak with 2 sugars.
MR. ANDERSON
I'll be right on it.
(As Mr. Anderson goes to the kitchen, Alex follows without Mr. Anderson knowing. Mr. Anderson begins to whistle as he starts scooping the coffee beans into the cup. From up behind Mr. Anderson, Alex moves the pocket knife he keeps in his boot up to his throat. Alex then proceeds to slice Mr. Anderson's throat, killing him almost instantly. Alex then amazingly walks out as cool as a cucumber, whistling the tune to “Walking on Sunshine” by Katrina & The Waves.[/color]
Cut to Alex walking into the Brooklyn County Police Station. He gets to the counter.)[/i]
RECEPTIONIST
Hello, may I help you?
ALEX
Yes. I'd like to report a murder.
RECEPTIONIST
OK. I'll just get an officer for you.
(Alex taps his nails on the desk calmly as he awaits the officer. The officer turns out to be Alex's parole officer.)PAROLE OFFICER
Alex! Just that man I was wanting to talk to.
ALEX
Oh, what a shame. I don't want a piece of ya, you douchebag.
(Taps the officer on the shoulder)Nah, just kiddin' you cunt. What did you want?
POLICE OFFICER
Alex, that is no way to speak to a police officer. I'm placing you under arrest.
ALEX
You're the boss.
(Alex then almost willingly is placed in handcuffs and taken into an interrogation room with the officer.)PAROLE OFFICER
OK Alex, why are you here?
ALEX
I murdered the old hag's husband.
PAROLE OFFICER
What?
ALEX
Anderson. I fucked him up. Slit his throat. Same with Dim and Georgie. I'VE LOST MY FUCKING MIND SIR!
(Alex smirks after he screams pspsychotically at the officer.)PAROLE OFFICER
Alex. You need help. I'll get the councilor.
ALEX
Oh, no need. Just get me into a padded cell.
(Cut to Alex being transported to the New York Psychiatric Hospital, where a flock of media is waiting for them.)ALEX
Thank you. Why thank you.
(Alex, in his demented state believes that the media taking photos of the mad man are praising him.
Fade to black.)ALEX (V.O.)
Nope. This story ain't quite over. I was in that phyc hospital, now look at me.
(Light siren sounds start. They become louder and louder. We get a view of the forrest which borders the hospital. As we pan back, we see Alex with 2 holes cut out of his straight jacket where his arms now come out. Alex is shown writing on a notepad.)ALEX (V.O.)
And my journey continues...
(Alex then signs the bottom of the notepad, writing “THE END” in big letters. He then does his best the Joker impression, laughing psychoticly and running through the forrest, along with several other mental patients who have also escaped.
Credits roll as “Crazy” by Gnarls Barkley plays again.) [/size][/center]
