Probabile script di una scena nel pilot “The Originals”

A quanto pare, in giro per il web non solo si è diffusa la stupida mania di voler boicottare il backdoor pilot per lasciare spazio al Klaroline, ma qualcos’altro è spuntato dal nulla.

Stiamo parlando di un pezzo, o meglio, un vero e proprio script dell’episodio in questione. Non sappiamo quanto possa essere attendibile, ma il sito TheOriginalsCW.com ha voluto comunque condividerlo con tutti noi.

La scena seguente vede protagonisti Klaus e Camille, probabilmente è quella di cui Joseph ha parlato nelle varie interviste.

Ricordiamo a tutti che si tratta di un semplice RUMOR, per cui bisogna evitare di crederci troppo. Magari la scena in questione non esiste!

Ecco il pezzo, gentilmente ripreso da TheOriginalsCW.com (non lo traduciamo perché è più giusto leggere l’originale):

INT. BAR – NIGHT

Cami, a bartender, wipes the bar, keeping one eye on the

television above. Klaus keeps and eye on Cami.

KLAUS

Terrible, isn’t it?

CAMI

A car accident is terrible. A guy

walks into a mall and kills 10

people, that’s…I don’t know what

that is.

(a beat, then)

What can I get you?

KLAUS

That depends. This bar used to stock

a single malt scotch bottled in

1898.

CAMI

McLain’s.

Cami eyes Klaus curiously then gets the scotch from a

special place it is kept under the bar, and begins to pour

it.

CAMI (CONT)

Not too many customer’s know we have

this bottle. Even fewer can afford

it.

KLAUS

It soothes the soul.

CAMI

Wouldn’t know.

KLAUS

Pity. I’d think as the bartender

you’d get a chance to sample all the

wares of the house.

CAMI

Yeah, well, Boss protects this one.

He’s kinda funny about it. Guess

it’s the $80 a shot price tag.

KLAUS

…Guess so.

There seems to be something they are not saying. Klaus downs

his shot, while Camii steals another look at the news.

CAMI

What do you think? Schizophrenia?

Drug-induced psychosis?

KLAUS

What’s he claiming?

CAMI

The devil made him do it.

KLAUS

I’d buy that.

Cami can’t stop watching the T.V. Then, finally…

CAMI

Good thing it’s slow tonight. I’m

obsessed.

Shutting off the T.V., Cami feels Klaus’ look and decides he

deserves an explanation.

CAMI (CONT)

There was this guy I knew…super

smart. Nice, like, puppy dogs and

rainbows nice. He was great. Funny,

cool, girls loved him. Hell,

everyone loved him. And then one

day, he took a gun into a bar and

opened fire. Five years and one and

a half psychology degrees later, I’m

still trying to figure out why.

KLAUS

Sounds like he could have used a

shot of this old stuff.

CAMI

To soothe the soul. Yeah.

Cami eyes the bottle. Wishing it were that easy.

KLAUS

Help yourself. I’m buying.

CAMI

What?

KLAUS

Can’t have you working with a

product you’ve never tried.

CAMI

(smiles)

Thanks, but–

KLAUS

Actually, it’s a trade for some

information.

CAMI

Information?

KLAUS

About those candles.

Cami glances toward the burning candles lined up on the

ledge, picking up Klaus’ empty shot glass and putting it

into the sink.

KLAUS(CONT)

(a little too innocently)

What? They mean something…

Cami takes a beat before turning back to Klaus.

CAMI

…Nothing important.

KLAUS

(considers)

…Okay.

(then)

Hate to break it to you, but I

wasn’t done with that.

CAMI

What do you really want?

KLAUS

(a beat, then smiles)

Someone to have another drink with.

Klaus turns over a near-by shot glass. A challenge to Cami.

Cami looks around, the bar has cleared.

CAMI

Sure. Why not?

Cami grabs another class pours a shot for each of them.

KLAUS

Professors ever tell you, sometimes

people are just evil?

CAMI

Really? I don’t buy it. Damaged,

yes. Diseased, absolutely. But no

one’s just evil. Everyone has a

story, a reason. You just have to

care enough to figure it out.

KLAUS

Bottoms up.

They drink, throwing back the $80 shots. Cami takes a moment

to recover, then–

CAMI

Worth every penny.

INT. BAR – NIGHT (LATER)

Cami and Klaus have moved to a table in the now closed bar.

Chairs are over-turned atop the other tables. The bottle of

McLain is between them, nearly empty.

CAMI

Now that my morning classes are

shot, I should probably finish

closing.

(rising, a bit tipsy)

Can I split the bill with you?

KLAUS

Only if you sell your kidney.

(then)

Tell ya what, you still owe me the

story behind those candles. They

weren’t there before you started

your shift tonight.

CAMI

I put’em out when I work. For luck.

Seems like we need some around here.

(beat, finally)

They’re prayer candles.

KLAUS

Didn’t peg you for such a religious

type.

CAMI

Catholic high school.

KLAUS

You seem to know more dead people

than I do.

KLAUS (CONT)

Which is a lot, I might add.

CAMI

I started with only one. But…

Cami walks over to the still burning candles. Looking into

the flames. Cami picks up the closest candle.

CAMI (CONT)

…This one’s for Jackson.

Cami blows out Jackson’s candle for the night.

CAMI (CONT)

He was just about to propose to his

girlfriend. Had the ring in his

pocket and everything. This, here,

is Allie…

(blows)

The almost fiancee. She’d already

told me she’d say yes.

Cami indicates each additional candle, one for every name.

CAMI (CONT)

Walt was the barfly. Bourbon, rocks.

Loved his keno. Jane had the top ten

scores on the trivia machine. Her

sister, Brandy, would come in to

reset it, just to be a bitch. This

is Elsa, she loved her Pinot Grigio

and her cats. Brynne, cocktail

waitress. Chris, barback.

Cami blows them all out in one breath, but the final candle.

CAMI (CONT)

And Grayden. The brother of the

regular bartender — who Camie at

last call needing his… well, his

best friend in the world. And when

that bartender wasn’t there, he

pulled out a gun and started

shooting.

Klaus stares, captivated and intrigued by this very personal

story. He watches Cami open up a drawer and begin putting

all of the spent candles into it, leaving one last lit

candle.

KLAUS

Were you there?

Cami flashes a sad, soft smile.

CAMI

No.

KLAUS

You were…?

CAMI

…the regular bartender.

Klaus takes this in. Cami blows out the final candle

standing. Leaving it in it’s spot on the ledge.

CAMI

The shooter was my brother.

And with that…

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