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Posted by friday, 1st December 2009:
 
People keep suggesting that I work on a soap opera involving mannequins. I thought this might be inspiration for my friends here at iamcal. Anyone interested?
Posted by syl, 1st December 2009:
 
What do you mean?

/thick
Posted by eatmypiano, 1st December 2009:
 
Do you stand still a lot?
Posted by Saltation, 2nd December 2009:
 
i've never seen a soap opera before with wholly nude characters. you could be on to a winner here.
Posted by friday, 2nd December 2009:
 
I think its a lot harder than just writing a play or a script - I do like the idea but am stuck for inspiration. (Apart from obvious dummy jokes - she's armless - he's legless etc.
Posted by syl, around 2nd December 2009:
 
The Mananequins don't know they are Mannequins, they think they are human beings. When they find out ...
Posted by Sul, around 2nd December 2009:
 
INT. - THE CLOTHES STORE STORAGE ROOM - EARLY EVENING

Close-up of the store's lock as its door closes. We hear the jingle jangle of keys and the door locking, then fading footsteps. The halo of the outside light flicks off and the camera quickly pans to MALE MANNEQUIN’s emotionless face.

MALE MANNEQUIN
(to himself)
.........

The camera refocuses and we see that over Male Mannequin’s shoulder all this time was his once lover, now enemy, FEMALE MANNEQUIN. Close up on Female Mannequin’s face reveals her ambiguous unmoving facial features; her cold, calculating, moulded face unflinching in the moonlight, the working of her hideous plan coming to life in her mind.

FEMALE MANNEQUIN
(under her breath)
.......

From outside a violent gust of wind slams branches of a tree against a window, startling both Male and Female Mannequin. They regain their composure and get back to their equally heinous schemes.



INT. - THE CLOTHES STORE SHOP FLOOR – EVENING.

Panning out we see BOY MANNEQUIN and GIRL MANNEQUIN in sailor outfits. They are in a heated debate about their attire.

BOY MANNEQUIN
(angrily)
..........

GIRL MANNEQUIN
(amused)
........

BOY MANNEQUIN
(angrier)
......... ..

Girl Mannequin finds this hilarious. Her lifeless, shiny sides are metaphorically splitting at Boy Mannequin’s despair.



INT. - THE CLOTHES STORE STORAGE ROOM – MORNING

The early sunlight is starting to shine through to the storage room. It falls upon Male Mannequin’s face. He is eager to exact his revenge.

MALE MANNEQUIN
(to Female Mannequin)
........

FEMALE MANNEQUIN
(wryly)
.................

MALE MANNEQUIN
………..

Suddenly a jingle jangle is heard and a key enters the door’s lock.


CUE CLIFFHANGER EFFECTS AND ROLL CREDITS.
Posted by cal, around 2nd December 2009:
 
:)
Posted by syl, around 2nd December 2009:
 
Hahahaha! Excellent Sul :)
Posted by Meatwood Flack, around 3rd December 2009:
 
INT - POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM.

Detective Blitzen looks through the one way glass to see Roger, sitting there, motionless.

Blitzen is a hard-bitten cop, once handsome, now creased by the weight of the world. His tie is loosened and he clutches a Marlboro Red in his hand.

In the chair sits Roger, a blank expression on his smooth face.

Blitzen: (to himself) God damnit, I've never had one like this before. They *always* crack after a couple of days.

Blitzen picks up the phone.

Blitzen: Suzy? It's me. No, he's still not talking. I think it's time to send in "Club Fox-Beef".
(pause)
Hell, I am serious. No, I don't care. If we can get this guy to crack, we'll have the whole gang in the bag.
(pause)
Dammit. Get me the Fox-Beef.

LATER. In the interrogation room. Blitzen looks Roger straight in the face.

Blitzen: This is the last warning, Roger. You want to get out of here and eat anything more solid than ice cream? I'm going to want some words from you, son.

Roger: .................

Blitzen: Look. I'm a decent guy. But this silent treatment isn't going to do you any favours.

Roger: .................

Blitzen: That's enough of that. You've only got yourself to blame, son.

Blitzen turns on his heel and walks out of the room.

CUT TO: The other side of the one-way glass. Blitzen is on the phone.

Blitzen: That's right. Send in Club Fox-Beef.

Through the one-way glass, we see a team of heavies "roughing up" Roger. Roger remains silent throughout.

Blitzen: I've got to hand it to that kid. He's got guts.

ROLL CREDITS.
Posted by jeffry, around 3rd December 2009:
 
isnt this a film with Kim Cattrall?
Posted by jeffry, around 3rd December 2009:
 
I'll do your title sequence if you like, my copy writing skills are lame
Posted by syl, around 3rd December 2009:
 
Doc : Hahaha!
Posted by friday, around December 2009:
 
I knew I could rely on you guys! xx
Posted by friday, around 7th January 2010:
 
Ok just to verify - I am actually serious - mannakinltd.blogspot.com