Script. Aliens next door 1.

ALIENS NEXT DOOR: T.V. film script by C.J.Platt.

Background:

A twelve year old boy is best friends with his next door neighbor who happens to be an alien.

CHARACTERS:

JOSH TAYLOR: Twelve- year old boy.

DAPHNE TAYLOR: Josh’s Mum 37 Year old woman.

HARRY TAYLOR: Josh’s Dad 40 Year old Police Sergeant.

AUGUST JOHNSON: Ten- year old girl. (Alien.)

MARTIN JOHNSON: August’s Dad (Robot)

BRANDY: cross Alsatian-Collie dog.

SETTING: Various scenes from Kitchen/ garden/ riverbank.

SCENE 1: JOSHE’S KITCHEN.

JOSH’S DAD HARRY:

Do you know, Daphne, Martin Johnson has no history of any kind.

Daphne:

What do you mean, Harry, have you been checking up on him?

HARRY:

Don’t get excited, I only did a stage one on him, but the computer did a stage three.

Daphne:

What do you mean? Is he wanted or something?

HARRY:

No one knows, he is a complete mystery, also his wife and kid.

DAPHNE:

How can that be? surely, they must come from somewhere?

HARRY:

That is why I did a check, he told me that he works for a government agency, but he wouldn’t tell me what or where. It has now started an FBI probe.

DAPHNE:

What?

HARRY:

Yes, I tried to play it down because he’s a neighbor, but it is now out of my hands.

DAPHNE:

My God, Harry, he could be arrested!

HARRY:

If they’re Illegal Aliens, they will be, I never liked them, you know that, they never speak, and won’t join in any of the town’s activities.

DAPHNE:

You’re only sore at him for not giving to your disabled charity.

HARRY:

Sure I am. Imagine someone who obviously gets a good salary but won’t contribute to their own town’s disabled children.

DAPHNE:

Oh Harry! maybe he already contributes to other charities?

HARRY:

I was watching the house the other night with my night-sight, do you know what? I saw Martin sat down by the window; he didn’t move a muscle for three hours!

DAPHNE:

You’re getting paranoid, Harry, maybe he is into Yoga or something?

HARRY:

What, something? he’s like a Robot! I’ve never seen a man with that much control, it’s not natural! I tell you Daphne, I don’t like Josh associating with that girl.

DAPHNE:

Oh, hold on now, Harry, she is a sweet and very clever girl, she has helped Josh immensely. Do you know, Josh got an A Grade in math!

HARRY:

I don’t care, he would have gotten that anyway, he’s a smart kid.

DAPHNE:

I don’t know, it would have taken a long time to get that grade without August’s help, she spent many hours with Josh, I know, I used to watch them studying, and there was no playing around with games or TV.

HARRY:

I can’t understand it, Daphne. I called in at the school the other day. Mr. Brady, the math teacher, said she can figure out the Hodge Conjecture and the Riemann Hypothesis: these are math problems that have baffled people for ages and he say’s a ten year old girl can solve them!

DAPHNE:

I’m sure she will be proved wrong, surely, the higher-up people will quickly see that August is just a gifted but normal child.

HARRY:

That’s just the thing; he said there is a good possibility that she could be proved right!

DAPHNE:

Just think, Harry, if she is right. The press will come round to interview them, we might be on TV!

HARRY:

You’re missing the point. There is something creepy about the whole family!

DAPHNE:

Oh, Harry, give over, August is such a good girl, Josh is smitten with her, he wants to ask her to go to the fair next month.

HARRY:

I’ll make you a bet, Daphne; I bet that they won’t let her go.

DAPHNE:

OK, Harry, it’s a bet, because I happen to know, that Martin is going away at that time.

HARRY:

That’s another thing; whenever he goes away, he always comes back in the same suit and tie. it must stink!

DAPHNE:

Nonsense! he probably has it dry cleaned.

HARRY:

I can’t stand the guy!

DAPHNE:

You don’t know him that well, and I thought you didn’t want to get to know him that much. This isn’t anything to do with him showing you the mistakes you made when you first met him, is it?

HARRY:

I was only trying to teach the girl how to start a scrapbook. That’s all! then Mr. Perfect came around to advise me, and edit it! can you see how crazy that seems?

(Knock on the door. Daphne answers it.)

MARTIN JOHNSON:

Is Mr. Taylor in, I want a word with him.

To be continued...

To be continued.