AC/DC – Overdose

Gibson Angus Young SG Guitar for AC/DC music video script Overdose

 

Gibson Angus Young SG Guitar for AC/DC music video script Overdose

Overdose

Music Video Concept/Script

By

Rico Lamoureux

Song

By

AC/DC

All Rights Reserved

 

(Side Note: Wrote this 10 years ago today. Nearly a decade before Malcolm’s passing last year.)

FADE IN:

INT. OLD FOLKS HOME – DAY (2035)

An old man sits in his bare room painting a landscape he sees from his window.

A young caregiver, early 20’s, enters the room and looks around.

 

CAREGIVER

Okay Mr. Young,

I think that’s it.

Are you ready to move

into your new room now?

 

Double-checking under the bed she sees something…

 

CAREGIVER

Oh, looks like we almost forgot something.

 

She pulls out an old guitar case.

 

CAREGIVER

Hmmm…

Is this what I think it is?

Were you a musician, Mr. Young?

 

As she flips the locks and opens it up the old man glances over to her, then back to his painting.

The caregiver takes out an outfit draped in plastic. An adult-sized schoolboy uniform…

She then looks down at the guitar it was covering. A devilish-looking Gibson.

 

CAREGIVER

Nice Gibson, Mr. Young.

Do you play?

 

He glances over to her again, then goes back to his art.

Running her smooth hands over the classic guitar the pretty young thing notices a tattered name sewn into the inner lining of the case. She looks closer.

 

INSERT – INNER LINING

AC/DC

BACK TO SCENE

 

As if just having discovered an ancient treasure girlie slowly rises as she looks back at the guitar, then moves her eyes back to the uniform.

 

CAREGIVER

(whispering)

No way!

 

Quickly standing back to her feet she looks at the old man, then rushes over to him.

 

CAREGIVER

Mr. Young…?!

Mr. Angus Young…?!

 

OLD ANGUS

(not looking up from his work)

I believe that’s still what

they call me.

Either that or old man.

 

CAREGIVER

Oh my God!

My grandmother use to play me

your music all the time!

She would tell me stories-

 

Stopping herself in her tracks, cutie tilts her head to the side a little as another realization comes to her.

 

Series of Quick Shots:

  • Old Angus and four other senior citizens sitting around playing cards.
  • Close-up, old Cliff.
  • Close-up, old Malcolm.
  • Close-up, old Phil.
  • Close-up, old Brian, wearing an old Kangol hat.

BACK TO SCENE

 

CAREGIVER

Oh please, Mr. Young,

you’ve got to play for me.

I grew up listening to the old recordings.

Can you and the others still do it?!

Do you still have the magic?

 

The old man looks over at his uncovered Gibson.

 

Series of Shots:

  • A thick layer of dust is wiped off another old tattered guitar case. It’s then opened, revealing Cliff’s bass guitar.
  • A third, this one Malcolm’s Rhythm Guitar.
  • More open cases, side-by-side, Phil’s drum set filling them.

 

INT.OLD FOLKS HOME – RECREATIONAL ROOM – DAY

The elderly residents of the home sit around as our young caregiver orchestrates the gathering, fellow caregivers helping out.

 

CAREGIVER

Alright folks, I think we’re ready to get started.

Upon recently discovering that a few of our very own residents

are actually living legends, it is with my deepest pleasure

that I present to you…

AC/DC!

 

The excited young one clears to the side as she claps, everyone else in the room not knowing what the big deal is.

An old lady try to see who’s up there in front of them.

 

OLD LADY

(to the one seated next to her)

Is that Angus? And Brian?

What are they doing up there?

Did we change bingo night?

 

START MUSIC

Extreme Close-Up, Old Angus’s shriveled fingers strokes a few strings…

Resets. Starts again.

Medium Wide Shot – he manages to find the chords he’s looking for. He doesn’t look like much. Old… Thin… Schoolboy uniform hanging off his frail body.

Close-up, two old hands holding drumsticks gives ‘em a top hat, then adds a beat.

Extreme Close-Up, Malcolm’s guitar joins in, some dust falling from the strings.

Extreme Close-Up, once again Old Angus’s hands.

As they find the melody we cut to a wide shot of the band, the old geezers starting to get their groove back.

Our hottie caregiver can hardly contain herself, holding her hands to her chest and displaying wide open eyes and smile.

The ol’ grandpas still got it… (We cut from one to another)

Old Brian is now fronting them, holding Mic in one hand and himself with the help of a cane in the other. (Of course wearing his old trademark Kangol.)

LYRICS

(singing)

I never smoked with no cigarettes

I never drink much booze

but I’m only a man, don’t you understand

and a man can sometimes lose

you gave me something I never had

pulled me down with you

pulled me up, think I’m in love

Hope you can pull me through

As if a hardcore fan at one of their concerts cutie is unable to control herself and lets out a silent scream.

LYRICS

I overdosed on you

Old Brian…

LYRICS

(singing)

I overdosed on you

Cutie lip synching the lyrics…

LYRICS

Crazy but it’s true

Old Brian by old Angus…

LYRICS

(singing)

Ain’t nothing I can do

I overdosed on you

Old Brian backs out of frame, Old Angus getting more into it as he plays…

Old Brian stands before girlie as he delivers his lines to her. The young soul holds her breath experiencing the moment.

LYRICS

(singing)

Oh woman you give to me

more than I can take

but listen honey, I don’t mind

He caresses the side of her face, then continues with the serenade.

LYRICS

(singing)

You’re a habit I don’t want to break

don’t want me none of that hard stuff

don’t need it anymore

I’m in love, I’m sinking fast

and I don’t need no cure

Old Brian turns to walk back to his bandmates…

LYRICS

(singing)

I overdosed on you

At his back cutie is about to die with excitement, everyone else just sitting there not really impressed.

LYRICS

I overdosed on you

Old Bryan back along his mates…

LYRICS

(singing)

Crazy but it’s true

ain’t nothing I can do

I overdosed on you

DURING INSTRUMENTAL SECTION the band is really into it, Old Angus’s wildness starting to return…

Extreme Close-Up, his fingers working that Gibson. We start to JumpCut on them as his hands go from old to young and back and forth again.

The JumpCutting continues as we show a Medium Wide Shot of Angus, the music flipping him from the rocker he once was to his modern old self…

The others JumpCutting in age as well…

Including old Brian, back in frame, using that cane of his as a prop during his younger version’s performance.

LYRICS

(singing)

Gee I was happy

as a man could be

too far gone to escape

power of love

don’t pull me off

just write on my grave

I overdosed on you

I overdosed on you

crazy but it’s true

a nothing I can do

I overdosed on you

The JumpCutting has stopped, the band back to their old selves as the song slows down. (Coverage on each of them)

LYRICS

(singing)

On you

On you

On you

Wide Shot…

LYRICS

(singing)

All over you…

All over you…

Cutie, so overjoyed…

LYRICS

I overdosed

Old Brian…

LYRICS

(singing)

Overdosed

 

Wide…

LYRICS

(singing)

Overdosed on you

Overdosed yeah…

Phil finishing up as we fall back to an Extreme Wide Shot of the room. (The back of cutie coming into frame, her hands up in the air showing the true fan she is…)

 

FADE OUT:

 

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