I need everyone to contribute dialogue for my script
 

Okay, I have shot a few scenes and have written out a rough script for my new film, THERE IS NO POINT. Without getting too pretentious about it, it's kind of a Lynchian... well, more experimental than that... I dunno... "surreal" "experimental" "film school garbage" "avant garde" "neomystical existentialistic" film that's being shot on no budget whatsoever. I've composed most of the music, and the scenes are going to be based around the music. Fugazifan is letting me use one of his songs. And I might need more music, but I'll get to that at another time. Anyway, I'm going to be shooting the entire movie in one day at the end of June. I have a few actors though most of the film will have sock puppets and weird interactions with projected images from old videos I've filmed and some other stuff. All very experimental in nature.

As part of the experiment, I want every person here to contribute dialogue for my script. I'll try to credit you all, or perhaps just say "thanks to syg contributors" in the credits. Unless someone submits something REALLY amazing. The reasons doing this are: 1) I want a whole bunch of different influences, dialogue from all walks of life ... 2) I want there to be LOTS of dialogue but... 3) I think everything I write sounds EXACTLY the same, like you know it's me writing it. I want to avoid that trap. There'll be some improvisation from the actors and from myself, and some dialogue in some key scripted scenes will be left the same, but it'd be nice to have tons of little lines to pick from, all contributed by you guys. Any questions, let me know.

Otherwise, just reply with some random ass lines. Here's a few random lines from my movie to get you started:


SOCK PUPPET # 1: I let it enter in your ear canal.

SOCK PUPPET # 2: I didn't realize it was spelled "m-a-r-t-y-r-i-u-m".

SP # 1: What will be can't be and what has been isn't.

SP # 2: You know. Nothing is really destroyed or disappears, as recycling is part of production. It's a natural and necessary part of post-capitalism. There should be no illusion of only production, as was the case with early industrialization. We no longer use a dialectical approach in our disposal/recycling system, only a forward movement to the reproduction of reproduction.

SP # 1: In the game of chess, you can never let your opponent see your pieces.

SP # 2: His technique is to put scotch tape with pin pricks on it onto the surface.

SP # 1: So, since the surgery, how's that ghost limb a-doin?


ADAM: That cloud looks like Mussolini's daughter's mole.

*scene opens up*
ADAM: I'm never coming back.
HANNAH: Oh.
ADAM: Sorry... well... not really.
*scene ends*

ROBBIE: I have some advice for you, son: it's okay to publicly demand respect for your viewpoint that largely goes over the heads of the same public who will not be joining you in eternal paradise but will suffer damnation. Remember that that kind of talk is subsidized, not dismissed as lunacy. It's still somehow "shocking" to publicly talk about not believing at all, and THAT is often written off as "lunacy". You can say "fuck" all day in the halls of the senate, but still vote to slap labels on shitty movies, and companies that want to make quick cash allow films to be chopped up and re-presented, scrubbed of all titties and cursing, but still full of body parts being sawed off and entrails being manhandled, to overseas broadcasters.
*Robbie calmly walks over to a Bible, rips page 666 out. Cut to shot off the number "666" on the Bible. In one take, Robbie rolls a joint with the Bible page and takes a hit off of it.*

ADAM: I have met a lot of whores. There's always that moment when they promise themselves never to fuck married men again, their imprisoned soul is supposed to be freed, and endless repetitions of this same redemptive act are supposed to unfold across the astral plane, liberating thousands in the same transformative transcendental way that Buddha's fire sermon or Christ's death on the cross did for us all.




Real classy stuff eh?

Anyway, just contribute some random ass lines, I don't care what context they're in, as the film has no context (it's called THERE IS NO POINT). Thanks!

socket puppet #3,45% = The Sun will kill all life on Earth. Shall we strike first??

Oh, you don't have to specify a character.

"the eternal leaked!!"

^^ regardless of the actual album, i think it's a great-sounding sentence.

#3,45% sounded "generic" enough to me.

"i do have a new project"

"what is it about?"

"i'm making up a new circle of friends."

"are they green?"

haha no contribute whatever. Probably not a whole, entire conversations but a bit of exchange is okay.

I just want a lot of varied, weird stuff from a lot of varied people I guess.

"Of course it's a ladybug's vagina!"

"Reduce... re-use... recycle...". Sounds like the story of my whole damn life.



(That's a line of dialogue, by the way, not a comment on your request :))

OK, guess I'll just riff:

Matt Talbot. Albert Fish. Who is he who tears himself apart in silence and darkness?

Freedom demands that you bulldoze your memories.

Gentlemen, your table is ready.

Epiphanies are better than sex, but that isn't saying much.

These are brilliant!

Time spent stuck when writing or brewing over ideas for me is endless. I do word-cuts when trying to draw out a little more from what I might be thinking. Lots and lots of concept words along the lines of what you want, cut them all up, put them in a bag/box, come back to them tomorrow and start making sentences and filling in gaps.

"I shoved a twisty tie up my ass like they said, now nothing can stop us from being together"

There is no difference between a living room and a family room.

I have never placed much value on properly wiping one's ass.



Is that really the best way to lube that up?



You make your own goddamn three-sided tortilla.




I hate all you wool-sock motherfuckers

Sock Puppet 1: "It smells like peehole. Once I had a knee hole. My uncle, Gary, used to stick #3,45% pencils up there."

Sock Puppet 2: "Did it get infected?"

SP1: "No, just politically oppressed."

brilliant

I would love to transcribe a conversation I just had a with a delusional-deadbeat, but it might violate a law or two.

-Have you seen Julia Roberts' navel?
-Yeah, I was the midwife.
-How did that go?
-It didn't.


-ok babe, the safe word is moogerfooger.
-what?
-just shutup and put the candle wax on
-but i don't get the safe word
-thats because you suck