AC/DC – Gone Shootin’

 

Smoke coming out of a shotgun, image for Gone Shootin' by AC/DC, music video script by Rico Lamoureux of The Flash Fiction Ponder.

Gone Shootin’

Music Video Concept/Script

By

Rico Lamoureux

 

Song

By

AC/DC

 

All Rights Reserved

 

 

FADE IN:

(With the BEATED INTRO) to a series of shots:

  • An extreme close-up of RED lipstick being applied to a pair of luscious lips.
  • A close-up of a high heel being strapped to a smooth ankle.
  • A nice chest: level shot of a pair of breasts to die for, a camouflage jacket being put on to keep ‘em in place.
  • A large pair of reflective sunglasses are slid on, a hunter’s cap already covering the head.

(As that catchy GUITAR MELODY enters)

  • An extreme close-up of someone playing that infectious MELODY on a Gibson guitar.
  • A close-up of two 9mm handguns being prepared for action, one in each hand.
  • Back to the extreme close-up of the guitar.
  • A close-up of two cartridges slid into a double barrel shotgun, then the deadly piece of metal being jerked up into place.
  • The extreme close-up on those lively strings again.
  • Extreme close-up, those large reflective sunglasses look through the scope of a rifle.

MATCH CUT:

The scoped rifle now strapped to the back of a motorcycle along with the shotgun, a long silk leg comes over the bike straddling it, with a pair of Daisy Dukes and that sexy bod they’re in sitting atop the warm vibrating iron horse.

Crane up and pan as the armed bombshell takes off down a desert highway.

From an extreme close-up of Malcolm squinting from the sun while biting down on a cigar…

LYRICS

Feel the pressure rise

We fall back as he steps off the porch of an ol’ ma and pop store while flicking his cigar away.

LYRICS

Hear the whistle blow

Just as his hand goes for the handle of his Harley a bullet blows it off, leaving nothing there to hold onto. A barrage of bullets follow, taking out other parts of his bike as well.

Frantic, the bombshell’s target quickly turns around to where he thinks the bullets are coming from. He’s right, as one comes straight for his head. (Simulating a bullet, the camera shoots in towards his face)

LYRICS

She bought a ticket of her own accord

Those reflective sunglasses look up from the rifle scope.

LYRICS

To I dunno

CUT TO:

Our tantalizing assassin pulls up in front of an old rundown house.

LYRICS

Packed your heart in a travelin’ bag

Extreme close-up of that sharp heel of hers kicking her motorcycle kickstand into place.

LYRICS

I never said bye bye

Kicking back on the front porch with beer in hand Phil and Cliff watch in amusement as the revengeful beauty walks completely around her ride and to the other side, showing them that nice round ass as she retrieves…

LYRICS

Something missing in the neighborhood

Her shotgun. Aiming those two long barrels from the hip and towards them.

LYRICS

of her cryin’ eyes

Shocked, Phil and Cliff have just enough time to look at each other…

LYRICS

I stirred my coffee

As they go to dive out of their chairs in opposite directions, we freeze-frame on them.

LYRICS

with the same spoon

Cutting back to the curvaceous killer, she lifts the smoking shotgun up to rest on her shoulder.

LYRICS

To her favorite tune

Once again feeling that hot metal between her legs she takes off.

LYRICS

She’s gone shootin’

Inserting a quick shot of the JAMMING GUITAR…

We’re now on the side of the highway, doing a quick pan as she comes whizzing by.

LYRICS

My baby gone shootin’

From a shot inside a bar the door comes FLYING OPEN by means of our busty bombshells THRUSTING kick. She stands there in silhouette against the background of the sunset outside.

LYRICS

Wrap herself around

like a second skin

With a slow calm stride she walks into the bar…

LYRICS

Packed her favorite mag

Until she suddenly stops and turns, everyone quickly clearing the direction she looks towards. Sitting at a table and abandoned by all Angus looks up and the two make eye contact.

LYRICS

But she could never win

The vixen takes one of her 9mms from her back waistline…

LYRICS

I took an offer in another town

And aims it at Angus.

LYRICS

She took another pill

On an extreme close-up Angus turns to camera, his facial expression saying, “Oh well, whatchya’ gonna do?” as he shrugs.

LYRICS

She was runnin’ in overdrive

Now on Angus from across the room we quickly zoom in on him until we reach the point right between his eyes.

LYRICS

A victim of overkill

Moments later, through the bar door, we see our honey from hell peeling off on her two-wheel thunder, the bartender on the phone as he watches.

LYRICS

She never made it

past the bedroom door

CUT TO:

Brian, enjoying some comics while on the shitter, answers his cell phone. His face instantly goes from cracking up to wide-eyed and open-mouthed…

LYRICS

What was she aiming for

With his pants still around his ankles Brian trips and falls as he tries to run down his hallway.

LYRICS

She’s gone shootin’

In his living room with pants now in place he frantically looks in all directions, not knowing what to do with himself.

LYRICS

She’s gone

She’s gone gone gone gone

DURING INSTRUMENTAL SECTION…

ALL the footage will be in fast-forward, starting with Brian barely dodging a few bullets which come firing through his front door.

Constantly looking for new places to hide she’s constantly discovering him, a 9 in each hand as he’s narrowly missed by her unforgiving bullets, he manages to escape every time.

That is until she corners him in his bedroom.

(END FAST-FORWARD)

Standing in front of the place that got him in trouble in the first place, his bed, Brian accepts his fate and opens his arms out to take what she’s giving.

CUT TO:

From a shot of the bombshell’s mattress the guns are tossed one by one atop it.

LYRICS

Gone shootin’

My baby’s gone shootin’

CUT TO:

From an extreme low angle we capture that irresistible beauty of the karma queen as she takes off her cap, letting those long blonde locks fall over her shoulders.

Staying on this low angle we can only wonder what she’s up to as she gets to work.

Series of shots:

  • Sawing,
  • Hammering.
  • Sewing with a needle and thread.

LYRICS

Gone shootin’

How am I gonna get her down

Gone shootin’

Look out, look out, look out

Gone shootin’

She can hurt someone

Gone shootin’

Yeah she sure is loaded

Gone shootin’

She’s gone gone gone gone

She’s gone

Gone shootin’

(With each SLAM of the DRUMS) we show a close-up of a mounted head on the wall.

Malcolm

Phil

Cliff

Angus

Brian

(On the sixth SLAM) we cut to a wide shot of all five of them on display.

(As the GUITAR comes back in) we slowly start to pull back. (With the return of the BEAT) the band members start bobbing their mounted heads.

Continuing to fall back we find that our bombshell is standing there below her game, playing the Gibson, the guys still moving to the MUSIC in the background until…

FADE OUT:

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