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  1. Found this at HTGTH there are another supposed 35 pages

    Quote GNRBABY

    Here are a few pages from a GNR script in the works. I can't tell you where I got this and could get in trouble for posting it but what the hell - you deserve it!

    The following ia a scene from the early days - mostly about the "tour from hell" when the band drove to washington

    from gnrontour.com:

    06.08.85 - Rock Theater, Seattle, WA

    opening act: The Fastbacks

    audio/video recording?: no

    notes: This is the infamous 'road trip from hell' tour, going up the West Coast.

    ok here is the script:

    EXT. CALIFORNIA STATE HIGHWAY-NIGHT

    The old white car drives along a dark empty highway with Izzy

    Driving, Axl in shotgun, Slash, Duff, and Steven ride in

    back. The two roadies fallow behind in the U-Haul.

    INT. OLD WHITE CAR-CALIFORNIA STATE HWY-NIGHT

    The five bandmates are in heavy discussion. They drink beer,

    cheap wine, and smoke cigs. The Misfits "Attitude" plays

    softly on the radio.

    SLASH

    ...That's what it's about for me

    man...The music. The chemistry. And

    just being a real fuckin' band...

    IZZY

    I'd be happy to just record some

    records and play small rooms, just

    like the fuckin' Ramones. Y'know

    they got their own thing going and

    they keep shit simple.

    Duff Takes a swig of cheap wine.

    DUFF

    If you wanna keep it simple we

    should write a fuckin' song called

    Night Train, 'cause this shit fucks

    you up!

    The car erupts with laughter.

    SLASH

    But that's what it's about man,

    real shit...

    A terrible noise comes from the engine.

    AXL

    That sounded like some real shit!

    IZZY

    (griping the wheel tightly)

    Fuck!

    Thick white smoke pours from the hood as the terrible noise

    gets worse. They are forced to pull over to the side of the

    road. The U-Haul follows behind them.

    EXT. CALIFORNIA DESERT ROADSIDE-HOURS LATER

    The sun has risen and so is the desert heat. The band stands

    around, helpless. They are decked out in stage clothes and

    make-up. Absolute frustration sets in.

    AXL

    What the FUCK Man! This tour was

    doomed before it started. The

    "Suicide Tour" - we fuckin' nailed

    that one!

    METAL HEAD#1

    (greasy finger pointing)

    Paul and I can go get help in the U

    Haul

    AXL

    We have no God damn money! And our

    gear won't get to Seattle on time!

    Everyone perks up and pauses.

    AXL

    FUCK! Son of a Bitch!!!

    SLASH

    Fuck it, let's have them drive our

    shit to Seattle. We'll either get

    there, or we won't

    Duff takes a step forward.

    DUFF

    Fuck it, I'm in

    IZZY

    Alright...

    STEVEN

    Let's do it

    Axl looks up at the blistering sun, then back to his band

    mates.

    AXL

    I guess this is where we find out

    if it's meant to be or not.

    EXT. DESERT ROADSIDE-HOURS LATER

    The band walks down the road with arm and thumb extended.

    It's getting very hot for leather clothes; Sweat drips off

    their bodies, their make-up is smeared to help them look even

    more freakish than they already do. Slash carries his Guitar.

    STEVEN

    This sucks...

    DUFF

    (to Slash) I can't believe you

    brought that guitar

    SLASH

    It's the only proof we're musicians

    A car passes without stopping.

    DUFF

    Well, it hasn't helped for shit!

    SLASH

    It doesn't help when they find out

    your not a chick either!

    Duff bows up to Slash.

    DUFF

    Fuck You!

    Axl gets between them. Everyone stops walking.

    AXL

    Is this what we're gonna do? Kick

    each others asses in the middle of

    the fucking desert?!

    Axl grabs Duff.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    I'll kick both your fucking asses

    right now! God Damn it!

    Axl lets go of Duff and steps back. Everyone is shocked.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    This is it guys! We're at our wits

    fucking end! I won't let it go down

    like this! We're fuckin' better

    than that. I think fate brought us

    together for a reason. I think we

    where meant to get stranded in this

    shit hole desert.

    Axl pauses and looks over his band mates. Sweat pours off his

    forehead as his eye make-up drips from underneath his

    mirrored shades.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    To see what we're made of. Plain

    and simple.

    Axl removes his shades and looks to his band mates with

    conviction.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    You said it yourself Slash, "we

    either make it or we don't". I know

    we can make it! When we play

    together I can feel it!

    Somehow we're gonna get to that gig

    in Seattle!

    EXT. SEATTLE, WA: BUSY STREET-NIGHT

    A '78 VW Bus pulls up to the club 35 minutes after showtime.

    Two middle aged hippie chicks sit in the cab of the bus. The

    band pours out the side door

    AXL

    (to chicks)

    Just park anywhere you can...

    The band notices their U-Haul isn't around.

    STEVEN

    Where's Danny and Paul

    DUFF

    They better fuckin' be here!

    AXL

    Izzy, let's go inside, you guys

    look for 'em

    INT. THE BLACK WALL CLUB- CON'T

    Axl and Izzy enter the club. It's more than half empty and

    crowd seems less than enthusiastic. They are spotted by the

    owner

    CLUB OWNER

    Where have you been? Where is your

    equipment?

    The owner looks over Axl and Izzy

    CLUB OWNER (CONT'D)

    You guys look like absolute shit

    He sniffs.

    CLUB OWNER (CONT'D)

    You smell like shit too!.. You

    better not sound like shit!- You

    got 10 minutes!

    Axl and Izzy spot the rest of the band, who waves them over

    towards the stage.

    SLASH

    Danny and Paul didn't make it

    AXL

    They didn't make it?

    SLASH

    You know how Paul had that gas

    card?..

    AXL

    Yeah...

    SLASH

    Well, it got ruined. He stuck it in

    the fuckin' visor and it melted

    Axl gives a look of bewilderment.

    SLASH (CONT'D)

    No shit, man...I can't believe it

    either, but their stuck in Frisco

    right now...

    AXL

    How are we supposed play?

    SLASH

    The opening bands gonna lend us

    their shit...

    Axl perks up.

    AXL

    Fuck it, let's kick their ass!

    The band takes stage, looking like they got dragged through a

    car wash, and rips into a passionate version of "Reckless

    Life". The sparse crowd gathers in front of the stage and

    rocks out.

    CROSS-FADE TO:

    EXT. THE COUNTRY CLUB: 6 MONTHS LATER

    The sign outside reads "Tonight! Guns n' Roses". The sidewalk

    in front of the Whiskey is packed with people.

    INT. THE COUNTRY CLUB-(CON'T)

    The band is on stage firing through their set. The crowd is

    going nuts. People are taking shots while crowd surfing and

    moshing; groupies jump on stage and attack the band members

    well, members. The band finishes "Reckless Life", then Axl

    addresses the crowd.

    AXL

    Y' know, about 6 months ago we went

    on our first tour...

    Crowd cheers-band members swig whiskey and light up.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    Yeah, yeah...but it wasn't that

    great. Ya see, our fuckin' car

    broke down in the middle of the

    desert about 150 miles out of

    L.A...

    Half the crown cheers, half the crowd mutter. Slash laughs.

    AXL (CONT'D)

    We had no money...we didn't have

    shit! But what we did have was the

    idea of- if we made it out of this

    shit hole desert alive...

    Axl Looks over the crowd and his band mates.

    AXL

    Everything else would be So Fuckin'

    Easy!

    The band breaks into "It so Easy" and the crowd erupts.

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