Bullseye

Bullseye

Plot: Roscoe “Wrist Rocket” Feathers, a legend within the

professional dart-throwing world is sidelined by a horrendous

hand injury. Refusing to let Austin Chadley, his longtime rival

and ex-wife’s new husband, win the 2020 Dart Cup, he attempts to

make a miraculous recovery and trains harder than ever to beat

him with the help of a newfound mentor, Doc Shenandoah.

Cast:

Roscoe Feathers- Zain

Austin Chadley- George

Doc Shenandoah- Georges

Scene 1: The 2018 Dart Cup

We fade in from black to see a large, open field packed at the

edges with reporters and cheering fans. Cameras flash and

banners wave.

We hear a commentator's voice over the crowd, revealing to us

that this is the 2018 Dart Cup, and we’re down to our final two

contestants. The camera pans across this crowd that’s held back

from the main green by a rope barrier. People are cheering,

everyone is in good spirits.

We approach the green and see two men standing on it, soaking up

the crowd's admiration. These men are Roscoe “Wrist Rocket”

Feathers, and Austin Chadley. An official stands on the green,

telling the men to get to their places. The commentator lets us

know that this is the final throw that will determine the winner

of the 2018 dart cup.

The official approaches the two men with a coin in his hand.

Official

Call it in the air

Roscoe

Heads

The coin lands, its headsAustin

Nice call Feather boy

Roscoe

Save it for the podium, Chadley.

Roscoe steps up to a white line and takes a look at the board 15

feet away. He takes a deep breath. The crowd noise fades into

the background, he’s laser focused. And with one more deep

breath, he throws his dart

A centimeter away from the center, almost a perfect bullseye

The crowd cheers and Roscoe does a victorious hand motion.

Grinning, he turns to Chadley.

Roscoe

(cockily) Beat. That.

Chadley

Oh I will, and you won’t be able to forget it. Look, feathers,

your time is over. This throws gonna put my name in all the

papers and make me more of a champ then you ever were. Y’know,

I’m gonna steal your wife Susan, too.

Roscoe

Susan? Really?!! She’s obviously into winners, pal.

Chadley

Great, so you know why she won’t stick around with you(Chadley

walks up to the line, and looks back at Roscoe and smiles) This

is the end of your career, and just the beginning of mine

Chadley throws. A perfect bullseye. The crowd goes wild. We zoom

in on Roscoe as he starts to faint.

Chadley voiceover (echoing in background)...end of your career, and just the beginning of mine… beginning

of mine… beginning of mine….

The voice becomes less echoey and it becomes obvious it's

another man in the foreground speaking, not chadley.

Bartender

-beginning of mine.

Scene 2: The Bar

Hard cut to Roscoe's eyes snapping open as he lays with his face

on a bar. We’re no longer at the dart cup, but instead at a

loud, noisy bar. Roscoe is slumped forwards surrounded by empty

glasses

He looks up at the bartender

ROSCOE

(dazed) ...huh..?

BARTENDER

i SAID, it looks like you’ve had a hard night pal. *chuckles*

unfortunately, it's only the beginning of mine

ROSCOE

huh, yeah, i guess so. (Rubs his eyes) pour me another, will ya?

BARTENDER

only half, or else you won’t be able to walk your behind out

that door

The bartender pours. Roscoe looks around. His eyes are full of

regret, bitterness, disappointment, and sadness. He chugs down

the half that the bartender poured. A loud, gruff man sits down

next to him and pushes Roscoe's elbow

MAN

Ey buddy, scoot over. Marcine, turn the tv to the cup coverage,

i wanna see how my man chadley’s doingRoscoe gives him a disgusted glare and shifts his elbow,

accidentally knocking over an almost empty glass

MAN

hey hey watch it! This jackets the new FlyRite, cost me a pretty

penny

BARTENDER

FlyRite huh? Ain’t that Jett Beakins’ new brand?

MAN

Beakins?? Come on man, i wouldn’t wear some crap that that

cheater puts out. Nah, this is certified Austin Chadley merch.

ROSCOE

(under breath) that jerk’s got his own clothing brand now?

MAN

Hey, what was that?

ROSCOE

i wasn’t talking to you

MAN

yeah but you were talking’ about chadley and i ain’t gonna sit

here and let you diss the champ

ROSCOE

ah brother. You fans just keep getting dumber and dumber don’t

you

MAN

(grabbing roscoe's shoulder) hey listen, beer breath, just who

the hell do you think you are?

ROSCOE

Roscoe Feathers, that’s who. For such a fan of chadleys i’m

surprised you couldn’t tell

The bartender chucklesROSCOE

What are you laughing about?

BARTENDER

you WERE roscoe feathers, buddy. You had your glory days, then

ya gave up on them. The only thing you’re not giving up on is

knocking back four beers a night.

MAN

Man: And i’m not about to have a bum like you insult chadley

when you can barely throw a dart to save your life

ROSCOE

I was the former CHAMP!

MAN

Man (grabbing roscoe by the front of his shirt): and now you

ain’t nothing but a loser who doesn’t know when to shut up!

A man walks up to the bar and slaps some money down for the

bartender. It’s Doc Shenandoah, but we don’t know this yet. He

turns to the man and pats him on the back

DOC

He ain’t worth your time buddy, leave him alone.

Doc walks away and the man's grip on roscoe loosens.

MAN

I won't do anything here for fear of ruining the reputation of

this fine establishment, but if he wants to meet me outside in a

minute and apologize, I wouldn't say no.

The man walks away. Roscoe clenches his jaw determinedly.

BARTENDER

It ain’t worth it roscoe, just go home.Hard cut to the outside behind the bar, we see the silhouette of

roscoe take a punch to the face from the man and collapse. The

man walks away as roscoes on the floor

MAN

and don’t let me catch you trash talking chadley again until you

become the darts champion

Cut to roscoe walking up to his front door, head hung low. He’s

returned from the bar. He opens the door and slams it as he goes

inside. The screen goes black and we fade into a shot of roscoe

laying in bed. His bedroom is decorated with a few trophies but

we see some articles laying around with labels such as “The

Feathers Downfall”, “The 2018 Dart Cup and the Fall of a

Champion”, “What Really Happened to Roscoe Feathers?, “Roscoe

replaced by aliens: claims homeless three eyed midget”. In

general, we can tell that Roscoe’s loss was an unforeseen,

groundbreaking event.

Scene 3: Roscoe’s House

The doorbell rings. Roscoe checks his watch and sighs. The

doorbell rings again. Roscoe ignores it. It keeps ringing. He

gets up and walks to the door

ROSCOE

(opening the door) Look i already told you i’m not interested in

any news reports, documentaries, dart signings, or Alcoholics

Anonymous advertisementsHe stops as he realizes no one is there

ROSCOE

(stepping out) what theWHAP! He is smacked in the face by a bundle of papers. We hear

tires screeching as a car drives away. Roscoes picks them up and

looks at them

ROSCOE

I thought the mail didn’t come on sundaysHe notices the papers are divorce papers

ROSCOE

(sighing) but somehow, some people still find a way. (walking

inside) Y’know what? Her loss. Good luck finding someone cooler

than a former darts champion.

He gets hit on the back of the head with a newspaper and some

letters as he’s going inside. He picks up the paper and reads a

headline: “Current Reigning Darts Champion Austin Chadley

spotted with new fiancé, ex-wife of Roscoe Feathers.”

ROSCOE

Must be saturday.

He walks inside, flipping through the envelopes.

ROSCOE

Bills, bills, bills, hate mail, bills.. the library? (Opening

letter) two years?? What book have i had for two years??

He suddenly remembers and pulls out a self help book

ROSCOE

Roscoe: oh yeah

He tosses it onto a stack of other self help books. Roscoe walks

into a bedroom and tosses the papers onto the floor. He climbs

into the bed.

ROSCOE

This is fine. I’m fine. In fact i’ve never felt better

Montage of roscoe laying in the same bed in different positions

in seven different clips showing each day of the week.

ROSCOE

i need a change of scenery

Cut to roscoe laying on couch in same positionROSCOE

that's more like it

Empty soda cans and paper plates lay around him. He reaches for

a remote control on a side table. We see a dart laying next to

the remote control and Roscoe fumbles around and grabs the dart

instead of the remote. He stares at it, then stares at a

dartboard with a picture of Chadley on it on his wall. He sighs,

lays the dart down, and picks up the remote to turn on the tv.

We hear him flipping through channels until he lands on the

darts channel. Chadley is being interviewed.

CHADLEY

-natural skill, it doesn’t even take that much training.

REPORTER

Mr Chadley, what are your plans for the upcoming Dart Cup?

CHADLEY

(chuckling) Uh, to win? Do you have any meaningful questions?

REPORTER

Mr Chadley, is it true Roscoe Feathers isn’t returning to this

year’s dart cup?

CHADLEY

Roscoe’s washed-up. He embarrassed himself in front of millions.

It’s safe to say his career is over.

REPORTER

Do you think Feathers would have a chance of beating you if he

came back?

CHADLEY

Last time that I checked this interview was about me, You guys

can interview him when he actually gets off his couch.

REPORTER

But if Feathers was actually able to-CHADLEY

Hey short stuff, I cannot believe that you get paid to ask me

these pointless questions. I'm out.

Chadley storms out, followed by the press. A reporter gets in

his face and yells something about roscoe. Chadley shoves the

reporter backwards

CHADLEY

Listen, Roscoe couldn’t hit my face with a dart if it was ten

feet away from him! He never could and he never will! There will

be no comeback for him!

Roscoe looks at the picture of Chadley’s face on the dart board

ten feet away from him

ROSCOE

(picking up a dart at the side table) Oh yeah?

Roscoe throws the dart. It hits the very outer edge of the

board, nowhere near Chadley’s face. He sighs and turns off the

TV. Then, an idea. He walks over to a phone book and we see him

find the number for one of the news corporations at the

conference, MSNBC. He dials the number. The phone rings. He

waits. Then we see a stereotypical news secretary pick up.

SECRETARY

Yello?

ROSCOE

(clears throat) Uh yeah hi, um, I'd like to request that one of

your reporters come and interview me.

SECRETARY

Excuse me?? Who is this

ROSCOE

Uh this is Roscoe Feathers.

SECRETARY

Yeah and I'm Thomas Edison. What do you want pal?ROSCOE

I told you, I want an interview. I was watching the latest dart

cup press conference and chadley said if your reporters wanted

to ask questions about me, they could interview me myself. So,

I’m requesting an interview

SECRETARY

(under breath) Jeez, the amount of nutjobs we get watching our

crap. Hey uh listen, “roscoe”, don’t you have something better

to do, competitions to be losing or something like that?

*chuckle*

ROSCOE

That was two years ago, can’t ANYONE just let me move on?? I was

the champ, why can’t people just remember me like that??

SECRETARY

Well, you heard chadley. Roscoe’s time is way over. People only

remember him as the guy who couldn’t handle a loss and gave up

his title. If he wants people to see him as the champ, then he

should get out and earn that title again. Used to be a fan of

his y’know, but he lost my respect after that match

ROSCOE

(surrounded by empty bottles and chip bags and with crumbs on

his mouth)okay, so what if he- I want to earn that respect back?

SECRETARY

mhm. Look, mr feathers or whoever you really are. I’m a busy

man. I don’t have time to sit here and talk to someone who wants

to impersonate a washed up amateur.

ROSCOE

Washed up amateur?!?

SECRETARY

Chadley’s the champ and you’re gonna have to accept it.

Feathers, well, he made the right move by staying out of last

year's cup. Cowardly, yeah, but the right move. He can’t get

back to chadley. Now listen, why don’t you stop impersonatingsome pretentious loser and go take a walk or something. A wacko

like you probably hasn’t been outta the house in weeks.

He hangs up. Roscoe sits there with the phone in his hand as we

hear the dial tone. He shakes his head, seemingly understanding.

ROSCOE

yeah alright. I get it

He drums his fingers on his knee. Tries to contain his anger.

Looks around

ROSCOE

huh, pretentious loser

Rests his chin on his fist and thinks

ROSCOE

washed up, he said.

He grabs a pillow. Looks at it contemplatively. Puts it down.

Looks at the phone still in his hand. Then yells and hurls it

across the room. He slumps forward dejectedly, breathing

heavily.

Scene 4: Meeting Doc

Cut to Roscoe walking on a trail. He wanders over to the edge of

the trail and sits down on a rock. He pulls out an apple and

takes a bite. Near him stands a strange man balancing objects on

his head while meditating. Roscoe glances at him quizzically. He

picks the stem off of the apple and tosses it at the man, who is

Doc Shenandoah.

DOC

Doc: If i could see you, i’d bet you look just as stupid as you

act, roscoe feathers.

Roscoe rolls his eyes and takes a bite from his apple. Then he

stops.

ROSCOERoscoe: (turning around) How do you know who i am?

DOC

Doc: ...you smell just the same as you did in the bar... Besides

some exercise, a shower couldn’t hurt ya.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: And just who do you think you are? Some kind of shaolin

monk?

DOC

Doc: You’re ruining my zen, pal. I’m glad that you’re doing

something other than sitting at home, but please, screw off

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Lucky guess. You definitely don’t know that much about

me.

DOC

Doc: hell, we ain’t too different from each other. Just one of

us doesn’t know when to stop bothering someone and leave

ROSCOE

Roscoe: you have got to be the least zen person i have ever seen

DOC

Doc: that's why I’m practicing, beer breath.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: (confronting him head on) look, why don’t you- oh my god

Doc sighs

ROSCOE

Roscoe: You’re Doc Shenandoah!! The Darts Legend!

DOC

Doc: ah boy, here we go

ROSCOERoscoe: what are you doing here?? Why hasn’t the public heard

anything about you in forever??

DOC

Doc: Leave me alone

ROSCOE

Roscoe: hey hey look i’m sorry about what i said earlier, i’m

just-wow! What’s going on with you? What happened??

DOC

Doc: Look, I'll make this simple for you. Remember the cup of

‘95?

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Uh yeah, wasn’t that uh, Shenandoah V Magnussen?

DOC

Doc: Sure as hell was

ROSCOE

Roscoe: I think, if I remember right, didn’t Magnussen beat you?

DOC

Doc: Bingo, sparky

ROSCOE

Roscoe: So what happened after that? What are you doing here?

Did you just give up?

DOC

Doc: Didn’t you?

ROSCOE

Roscoe (taken aback): I mean.. well, that's different. I didn’t

really have a chance.

Doc stops balancing the objects and tosses them to roscoe.

Roscoe catched them as doc walks past him and pats his shoulder

DOCDoc: That’s what I thought too, but look at me. Then again a

chump like you doesn’t seem like he’d want another chance

ROSCOE

Roscoe (setting the objects down and following doc): Hey slow

down, what's that supposed to mean?

DOC

Doc: It's been two years since your loss, (air quotes) “champ”.

I’ve been listening to the news, you’ve given up on darts.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Look, what else was i supposed to do?? I was humiliated

by that punk chadley

DOC

Doc: And what have you been doing since then? Same as me, I bet.

Blacking out every night. Going downhill in a spiral like water

down a drain.

Roscoe stays silent

ROSCOE

Roscoe: I don’t like to admit this but i’ve been regretting

every decision ever since, that's what

Doc stops walking, so does roscoe. Doc turns to face him

DOC

Doc: Look, i feel for you, i really do. And deep down, you ain’t

a bad guy. But you’re not making any effort to redeem yourself,

and that's the worst part of it all.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: What do you mean? What do you want me to do?

DOC

Doc: You can get back at chadley. Work your ass off and get back

in the game. Be the champ againRoscoe is speechless. It seems that he’s never actually

considered this, nor has anyone ever encouraged him to do so

ROSCOE

Roscoe: i mean- i can’t just, look- ifDOC

Doc: what's the matter roscoe? Are you scared of losing again?

Or are you scared that giving up means you’ve already lost?

Doc walks away. Roscoe doesn’t move

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Wait a minute... What’s it to you anyways?

DOC

Doc (sitting down on a rock): *sighs* A chance for redemption,

pal. Remember what happened after I lost to Magnussen back in

‘95?

ROSCOE

Roscoe: No…?

DOC

Doc: Yeah, no one does. I left the world of darts behind. I left

my fiancé, moved out here, and forgot all about that life. I

never really lost my skill, but the passion and the need to be

in the spotlight was gone. Then I heard about you on the news. I

didn’t listen to the Cup in 2018 but I heard that your loss was

unexpected. Didn’t pay it too much mind till i began to realize

you were going down the same path as me. And after what I've

gone through, it’s a path that I feel it’s my responsibility to

help you avoid.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: but it’s not the same path

DOC

Doc: Have you ever heard the old saying? All roads lead to rome?

You may be handling it a little differently, your road may notbe identical, but the destination never changes. (He points to

himself)

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Wait… so what you’re saying is that I should get back

into the dart cup? After all this time?

DOC

Doc: You tell me.

Roscoe keeps walking, leaving doc sitting alone. He is

conflicted and his face shows it. We cut to roscoe sitting in

his car contemplatively. After a few seconds we see doc walk up

to the passenger side window. He picks a stem off an apple and

tosses it at roscoe.

DOC

Doc: Have you been sitting in the trail parking lot for this

past hour?

ROSCOE

Roscoe (annoyed): I’m thinking.

DOC

Doc: Well let me know if you make up your mind pal. Personally,

i think you’ve got what it takes if you decide to get back in it

Roscoe looks up. Turns slowly to doc.

ROSCOE

Roscoe: So, help me out

DOC

Doc: (clearly taken aback) w-what?

ROSCOE

Roscoe: Why don’t you train me? You think I've got what it

takes. You used to be the champ, and I used to be the champ.

What better combo if we wanna beat chadley?

DOCDoc: We? No, no i can’t- i mean

Roscoe keeps staring hard at him

DOC

Doc: Look, i’m, i’m not gonna- i can’t

He stops. Thinks. Stares contemplatively. Then seems to make up

his mind

DOC

Doc: Sorry, but if you wanna beat chadley, you’re gonna have to

do it yourself.

He begins to walk away

ROSCOE

Roscoe (under breath): so much for redemption

Doc hears him but doesn’t acknowledge it as he walks away from

the window. The shot lingers on Roscoe in the driver's seat. He

rests his head on the steering wheel. Sighs. Then we hear a door

open. Doc gets in the passenger seat

DOC

Doc: Alright, big shooter. (He smiles at roscoe) Let’s go

Scene 5: The Big Announcement

Doc and Roscoe arrive at Roscoe’s house.

Doc: If i were able to see, I’d criticize the fact that you’re

living like a slob. Since i can’t though, i’m just gonna go

ahead and assume it anyways

Roscoe: yeah uh, it’s not the cleanest

Doc (handing him a vacuum): not yet it isn’t

We cut from roscoe standing there with the vacuum to the exact

same shot but with roscoe looking 10x more frazzled. Doc walks

into frame and pats him on the backDoc: I’m sure it looks beautiful, or nice enough that i won’t

slip on a beer can trying to go upstairs. Now come take a look

at this.

They walk over to a calendar. Doc feels the calendar and stops

his finger on a certain date. June 28th. He grabs a marker and

circles it

Doc: You see this? That's when the 2020 dart cup is, and when

you’re gonna reclaim your title of champ. We have a month to get

you in throwing shape, and a month to convince me that this

wasn’t the second worst decision I've ever made in my life.

Roscoe: So what's first? Stretching? Weight lifting?

Conditioning?

Doc (grinning): publicity

Cut to roscoe dialing a phone number and putting the phone to

his ear. The news company secretary from scene 3 answers

Secretary: Yello?

Roscoe: Hi, I'd like to request that you put your reporters on

the line. I’m having an impromptu news conference later today

and they won’t wanna miss it

Secretary (chuckling): oh yeah? Why’s that?

Roscoe glances at dock and grins. We zoom in on his determined

smile as he says:

Roscoe: Cause Roscoe Feathers is back, baby

Cut to the pov of a news camera. We see Roscoe in front of his

house trying to settle down what sounds like mobs of reporters.

Multiple mics are shoved in his face. Doc stands next to him

Reporter 1: Mr Feathers! Mr feathers! Is it true you’ll be

competing in this year's dart cup??Roscoe: Sure is

Reporter 2: Mr feathers! What convinced you to return from your

2 year hiatus??

Doc (patting roscoe's shoulder): I’ll take the credit for that,

pal

Reporter 3: Mr feathers, do you actually think you’ll beat

chadley or will it be another crushing loss?

Roscoe: Stick around until June 28th and find out

Reporter 1: Mr feathers, is there anything you would like

chadley to hear?

Cut to chadley watching the tv in an armchair. He spits out his

drink in shock

Chadley: WHAT?!?!

We see roscoe on the tv over chadleys shoulder

Roscoe: I’d like him to know that nothing’s gonna feel better

than putting him back where he belongs. Far, far away from the

title of champion.

I’d like him to know that this is where is streak ends

Chadley crushes his soda can

Chadley: Roscoe Feathers, you are gonna regret this

Scene 6: Training

Cut to an overhead shot of Roscoe asleep in bed. Suddenly he is

smacked in the face by a wet towel and rudely awakened. Doc

appears, holding the other end of the towel

Doc: Rise and shine, sparky. Today marks the first day of your

life as a champ. Well, more of a sequel actuallyRoscoe: ah geez, doc

He slumps back against a pillow and groans

Roscoe: why so early yy?

Doc: It’s 10:30, hotshot, i’m starting you off easy. I guess

you’re not used to waking up without a hangover

Roscoe: (muttering) yeah i guess not.

Doc: i got your whole schedule laid out. Meet me downstairs in

five to have breakfast and check it out

Cut to downstairs. Doc lays out a bowl of cereal and a smoothie

in front of roscoe who looks at it scrutinizingly

Roscoe: What’s this? The breakfast of champions?

Doc: not yet (plops a slices strawberry in the cereal) there ya

go, champion

Doc plops a list in front of him as he’s eating

Doc: This is your daily routine from now on. You wake up at 6:30

sharp. Eat breakfast, then do conditioning. Switch to wrist

exercises right before lunch, then finish them up after. Then

weights, pull ups, push ups, the lot. After dinner, 30 minutes

of stretches before bed. And then you’re in bed by 9:00. No more

drunken nights at the bar for you pal

Roscoe: Fair enough i guess. Y’know, you’re shaping up to be

quite the trainer.

Doc: We all gotta fix our lives at some point, roscoe. It’s just

a coincidence that it happened at the same time for both of us

TRAINING MONTAGE

Training montage will be set to music and contain various clips

of Roscoe doing push ups, pull ups, stretches, various

exercises, etc all while Doc supervises. We also occasionallysee clips of the calendar days being crossed off, stopping at

June 10th

Doc: Alright sparky, todays the big day.

He is seen hanging up a dartboard and walking to roscoe with a

few darts in his hand

Roscoe: So you finally get to laugh at my dart throwing huh?

Doc: depends on how bad you are

Very dramatic shot of Roscoe grabbing a dart and preparing to

throw. Doc puts a hand to his ear to tell where the dart lands.

Roscoe throws. Horribly off mark.

Doc: see, that, i’d laugh at. Well let's see if we can improve

on that in the next couple weeks

Another montage of roscoe practicing throwing darts. With every

throw, he gets a little closer. But still not close enough.

Roscoe: I can’t do it

Doc: yes you can, you just gotta focus

Roscoe: y’know what, you show me how its done

He tosses the dart to doc who catches it with one hand in the

air and then throws it with that same hand without hesitating. A

perfect bullseye. Roscoe is shocked

Doc: I gave up on the competitions, but not the game. Huh,

especially with the amount of bars I went to, I just couldn’t

stay away from the dartboard.

He tosses it to roscoe

Doc: again. And don’t forget that with every second you

practice, chadley’s probably doing twice as muchWe see identical shots of chadley and Roscoe throwing the darts

and hitting the board, except chadleys is a lot closer. Then

roscoe hits a bullseye

Roscoe: YES!!!

Doc: Now THAT’S how we do it!

The phone rings. They both look at each other, wondering who it

could be. Roscoe picks up.

Roscoe: Hello? (Shock) Uh.. uh.. yes?..... with you?...... I

mean, look chadley, you’re the absolute scum of humanity in my

opinion but i guess it’ll be good for publicity. See you then.

He hangs up

Doc: Was that.. chadley?

Roscoe: yeah.. he’s invited me to dinner tomorrow

Doc: like on a date?

Roscoe: what? No, like a regular dinner. He said it’ll be good

for publicity and he wants as much as possible before he crushes

me again.

Scene 7: The Dinner

Roscoe walks up to the door with a bottle of wine. POV of a news

camera capturing the moment between Roscoe and Austin.

Chadley: Great to see you Feathers

Roscoe: Chadley.

Chadley (Wearing an Apron): Please, take a seat. I’m almost

finished with dinner

Chadley comes with two fancy bowls of pasta as Roscoe sits down.Roscoe: Wow, all this for me

Chadley: Pour yourself a glass, we have a few things to discuss

Roscoe: Well go ahead then

Chadley: Alright, so what are you really doing

Roscoe: Uh training to take back what's mine

Chadley: (sarcastically) Really? Cause to me It just looks like

a publicity stunt

Roscoe: I’m sure you wish that was true

Chadley: No not particularly.. It would be my pleasure to beat

you again.

Roscoe: So, you’re finally acknowledging that I’m serious. Got

anything else to tell me or is this just a free meal?

Chadley: Well, truth be told, this is all a publicity stunt. I

gotta look good in the eyes of the people, you know? People hate

a guy who crushes the comeback kid. All my endorsements would be

ruined if I was the villain of the dart world

Roscoe: And what, you’re trying to convince me you aren’t?

Chadley: Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. But whatever I am, I'm not a

desperate attention seeker. unlike you.

Roscoe: Desperate attention seeker?! Look who’s talking, Mr.

FlyRite

Chadley: Well at least I’m making money off my success instead

of drowning my failures at the bar

Roscoe: Was that a lucky guess or did someone tell you about my

former habits?

Chadley: What, did you really think your ex-wife wouldn’t-Roscoe: Do not mention her

Chadley: What does it matter? She’s mine now (pause) She only

into winners, remember?

Roscoe doesn’t respond. Silence as they eat.

Chadley: y’know what, feathers? I cannot stand you. You are

exactly the type of person that I became champ to rise above.

Even right now, sitting across from me, saying nothing, in my

own house, you’re making me relish the thought of crushing you

in the 2020 cup.

Roscoe doesn’t respond. They continue eating in silence.

Roscoe: the uh, the pasta could use a little more salt.

Chadley: What, you’re gonna tell me that my own recipe needs

more salt?

Roscoe: I'm just saying it couldn’t hurt.

Chadley glares at him and slides him the salt shaker. Roscoe

adds salt and they continue eating silently

Roscoe: You’re not a bad cook though, shoulda switched to that

instead of darts

Chadley: Listen feathers, I am gonna make sure everything that

you’re working for now is gonna come crashing down around you.

And when you realize that you’ve lost, i’ll just slip you the

bottle and let you sink back into the only life you’re good at

He stands up and walks past roscoe, patting his shoulder

Chadley: i’m gonna go grab some more ice. Want anything?

Roscoe snaps when chadley touches his shoulder. He stands up and

charges at Chadley. Chadley quickly gets out of the way and

dodges Roscoe’s haymaker. Chadley then punches Roscoe in thechest forcing him to stumble to the ground. Roscoe then gets up

and punches chadley. Chadley grabs his arms as Roscoe attempts

to charge him and knees him in the balls. Roscoe collapses. He

sees a knife on the ground and picks it up while Chadley is

distracted brushing off his shirt. Roscoe then charges with the

knife. Chadley dodges, and pins Roscoe to the ground.

Chadley: Woah, careful there roscoe. You take it too far and the

dart cup will lose a competitor

Chadley crushes Roscoe's right hand, it’s broken. Cut to black

as roscoe screams. We fade in on roscoe laying in a hospital

bed. He jerks awake. Doc is sitting next to him

Doc: hey, easy buddy

Roscoe: Doc! Chadley! (He looks around) What happened??

Doc: you’re in the hospital, you’ve been here overnight

Roscoe: but… i was at chadley’s house.. then..

Doc: well when you still hadn’t come out, i got suspicious.

Walked up and let myself in through the back since the front was

locked. I felt my way around the floor, and found you passed

out. I couldn’t hear Chadley anywhere, so I picked you up and

took you to the car. And well, since the hospital was only a

couple blocks away, I drove you here myself. Probably hit at

least two pedestrians and three small animals but we made it.

Roscoe looks at his hand. It's wrapped up.

Roscoe: what happened to my hand?

Doc doesn’t respond

Roscoe: Doc. What happened to my hand?

Doc: you uh, you broke it sparky.(Picks up paper) “three broken

metacarpals, two broken PIP joints, and one broken DIP joint. Oh

and they also told me you’re now infertileRoscoe is caught off guard by that last statement. He looks at

his hand and quickly regains his composure.

Roscoe: Chadley broke it. He’s trying to put me out of the

competition.

Doc: I don’t doubt it, but the press will. There were no

witnesses, if you try and claim that it’ll be your word against

his.

Both pause

Doc: Roscoe, you’re gonna have to throw with your left

Roscoe: (shocked) my what?? Doc I've been throwing with my right

for my whole life, how am I supposed to just do that now??

Doc: does it look like you have an option? If you give up now,

you’ll be handing the win to Chadley on a silver platter. Even

if you got no chance, you might as well show up and give it your

all.

Roscoe: But the cups in two weeks! Do you honestly think that's

enough time to master throwing with another hand?

Doc: I really hope so, roscoe. I really hope so.

There’s a silence between both of them

Roscoe: So when do i get discharged?

Doc: usually in a week, but i convinced them you’d be fine.

They’re gonna let you go tonight. And uh, training begins

tomorrow morning

Scene 8: Left hand training

Cut to Roscoe's house. Roscoe is sitting at a table, hand in a

cast. Doc is showing him a paperDoc: so this is your revised training schedule. Similar to the

last, but with some extra conditioning and strengthening since

you’ve never used your left.

Roscoe: (sarcastically motioning to a calendar) and I assume

this is the doomsday clock?

Doc: precisely. You’ve got two weeks to not only rival chadley’s

skill with your left hand, but to surpass it. So, whaddya say?

Roscoe: I say let's stop chatting and start training

TRAINING MONTAGE

Shots of roscoe training again, this time with his left hand and

struggling more. Intercut with shots of chadley training and

being considerably more successful and confident

Roscoe throws a dart. Not too close to the center

Doc: Again

He throws again. Closer, but not quite

Doc: Again

He throws again, it hits the circle outside the bullseye. Doc

grins

Doc: again

He throws, and hits the same spot. Dissatisfied, he sighs.

Doc: not bad

Roscoe: but not good enough

Doc: hey, i didn’t say that

Roscoe: But you’re thinking about it, I can see. I’m just not

ready.Doc doesn’t respond at first. Then he hesitates before speaking

Doc: keep practicing, champ. We ain’t outta this yet

Montage of roscoe throwing dart after dart intercut with shots

of roscoe exercising as well as sleeping to signify the passage

of time. Then during one shot of Roscoe throwing the dart,

chadley's face appears on the board, grinning. Cut to roscoe

holding the dart and looking scared

Roscoe: w-what?

Doc: (sitting nearby in a chair) c’mon, throw it

Suddenly the face on the board isn’t chadley’s but roscoe’s.

Then we see chadley grinning as he prepares to throw. He throws

it at the camera/roscoe’s face on the board and roscoe screams.

Then he bolts upright in bed, breathing heavily and sweating.

It’s light outside. Doc is packing some bags next to the bed

Doc: Hey sparky, you alright? I’ve almost finished packing by

the way, we’re heading down to a hotel near the stadium to spend

the night so we can get there in time tomorrow.

Roscoe: Yeah I just, I had a bad dream.

Doc: well cheer up, cause the competition tomorrow’s either

gonna be more of a nightmare or better than the greatest dream

you’ve ever had

Scene 9: The hotel

Cut to a trunk slamming and a shot of a car driving away from

Roscoe's house. Then a shot of a suitcase being thrown onto the

floor of their hotel room and Roscoe sitting down on the bed.

Roscoe: not too shabby

Doc is standing contemplatively by the door.

Doc: Hey roscoe, what room number is this again?Roscoe: 262, why?

Quick black and white series of flashback shots. We see a young

doc in that room sitting on the bed. Then a young doc watching

tv.

Doc: Hm. Whaddya know. It’s uh, nothing, i was just curious. Now

take a look at this (sits down next to roscoe holding a paper)

Chadley’s skilled, so the only way you’re gonna reach him is

making it to the final round

Roscoe: Four wins then

Doc: exactly. No room for error.

Roscoe looks at the paper again with a worried expression.

Roscoe: hey doc, are these guys any good?

Doc: good enough

Roscoe: good enough for what?

Doc: (snatching paper angrily) good enough that they’re gonna be

some serious competition. This isn’t a game. You’ve committed to

this! And frankly, i don’t know if..

Roscoe:(concerned) if what?

Doc:(nervously rubbing his forehead) look, i uh, i’m gonna take

a walk. Try to rest, you’re gonna need all your strength for

tomorrow.

He grabs the door handle. Hesitates.

Doc: room 262, huh?

One more quick flashback shot of a young doc slamming that same

door. Present-day doc chuckles sadly, shaking his head. Then he

leaves. Roscoe is left sitting there concerned and confused. Cut

to a news broadcast about the dart cup.News anchor: With less than 24 hours left before the 2020 Dart

Cup begins, our competitors are streaming into the city. This

Cup is shaping up to be one of historic proportions, since it

will feature the long awaited rematch between reigning champ

Austin Chadley and bitter ex champ Roscoe Feathers

Roscoe (watching tv): Bitter?

News anchor: No matter the conclusion of this rivalry, the fans

will be out in full force to show their support. And we here on

MSBC will be covering it live. So stay tuned ladies, gentlemen,

and dart freaks of all varieties to witness this legendary

competition.

Roscoe turns off the tv. He checks his watch. 8:30. We notice

that he’s alone, doc is nowhere to be seen. Roscoe pulls out his

phone and calls doc. We see that he’s already been doing this

throughout the day, to no avail. Nobody picks up on the other

end. Roscoe tosses on a coat with a worried look and leaves the

room. Cut to him speaking to a hotel attendant

Roscoe: -blind fella, about this tall, wearing a (describes

article of clothing)?

Hotel attendant motions in a direction and writes something down

on a piece of paper for roscoe. Roscoe grabs it and hurries

away. Cut to a bar. Roscoe enters, and spots doc. He rushes over

to the bar where doc is and grabs him by the shoulder

Roscoe: Doc! What are you doing?

Doc turns away and doesn't answer

Roscoe: Get up, come on. (He tries to lift doc) let’s GO!

Doc reluctantly follows Roscoe out of the bar. Cut to their

room. Roscoe flicks on the lights. Doc stumbles over to the bed

and sits down on it

Roscoe: What's going on, what's the matter with you??Doc: It's hopeless

Roscoe: what? What are you talking about?

Doc: this cup, the competition, all your training, it's all

hopeless! It's gonna turn out just like ‘95 and just like in

2018!

Roscoe:What’s with your attitude. We’ve had a few setbacks, but

without you I wouldn’t have even made it here in the first

place.

Doc: this room, Roscoe. It's the same one I stayed in right

before my big match with Magnussen back in ‘95. Didn’t realize

it till we got here. I remember how that day went, it was a

disaster. I… i didn’t wanna have to do that again. I didn’t

wanna have to watch YOU do that again.

He buries his head in his hands. Roscoe sits down next him. Long

silence

Roscoe: Y’know doc, there was a time when i woulda agreed with

you. I woulda sit down on my couch, crack open another beer and

cry if I thought about doing this. But look, that time? Thats

gone. Now, look at me. I’m about to do something I never thought

would happen. Tomorrow, I'm either going down in flames or

walking out of that competition with a wreath of laurels around

my head. Either way, it doesn’t matter. Cause we got here, doc.

We got here.

Silence between them

Roscoe: what was it that you told me the day we met?

Doc: you’re ruining my zen?

Roscoe: yeah you said that, but you said something else. “What’s

the matter, Roscoe?” you said. “Are you afraid of losing or are

you afraid that giving up means you’ve already lost?”Doc looks at him and chuckles

Doc: roscoe feathers, you are ten times the man i thought you

would become.

We zoom out on a shot of both of them sitting next to each other

on the edge of the bed. They’re not speaking, but they’re both

at peace now.

Scene 10: The Big Day

Roscoe is laying in bed, still asleep. Suddenly a pile of

clothes gets thrown at him, waking him up

Doc: Rise and shine sparky, today’s the day.

Roscoe: (looking at the clothes) what’s this?

Doc: Your uniform, they delivered it to the hotel earlier this

morning

Roscoe: Huh. Stylish

Doc walks up to him and hands him a nutrition bar

Doc: And that's breakfast. Thanks, uh, by the way, for last

night. I dunno what got into me

Roscoe: don't sweat it, you woulda done the same for me

He looks at the clock and gets out of bed

Roscoe: ah geez, the cup opens in two hours

Doc hands him a key

Doc: this is your key for their locker rooms, it came with the

clothes. I’m not allowed to walk onto the field with you but

i’ll see if they let me come talk to you before they start

Roscoe: Thanks doc, i guess i’ll see you soon thenDoc: (grinning) i guess you will

Cut to Roscoe closing his locker. He’s in his uniform now. The

locker room is quiet. He sits down on the bench. He hears

chadley’s voice in his head, echoing

Chadley(‘s voice): “roscoe’s washed up…” “there will be no

comeback for him….” “...just a publicity stunt….” “....my

pleasure to beat you again”

Roscoe hears a door shut. He looks up nervously. Then a voice

Doc: Hey sparky, you here?

Roscoe: Yeah doc, i’m here

Doc walks over to him and sits down next to him

Doc: So, this is it, huh?

Roscoe: i guess it is

Doc: look, roscoe, today you’re either gonna walk out of this

cup humiliated beyond comparison or the new darts champion

Roscoe: is that supposed to make me feel better?

Doc: it’s supposed to motivate you to do better. Today, you

gotta give it all you’ve got. No holding back. Cause chadley

sure as hell won’t

Roscoe: (looking at his broken hand) hm. You’re tellin’ me

Doc: Listen champ, today is all about redemption. Not about

winning. You were already a winner. Even after you lost, you

were still a winner. Yeah, you strayed a little far off that

path but you still knew in your heart that you could get back on

it. And look at you. In one month, you were able to do just

that. Today isn’t about winning, it's about making chadley pay

and taking back what's yoursRoscoe: the title of champion

Doc: exactly. Do you want it?

Roscoe: ‘Course I want it. More than anything. I want chadley to

watch me take it right from under his nose. Doc, the day i sat

on my couch, watching him mock me on tv i knew that i was gonna

get back at him no matter what it took.

Doc: and you’ve proved that over and over again. And today? I

know you’re gonna prove it one last time. Listen, you just gotta

get through those competitors in the first rounds. They’re just

obstacles. You’ve done nothing but overcome obstacles since the

day you decided that this is where you wanted to be again.

A whistle blows. Roscoe looks at doc, then at the floor. Then he

stands up

Doc: look, just remember, life can feel like a party but

sometimes you’re the pinata

Roscoe: cause what’s inside me is what really matters?

Doc: no, cause you’re getting obliterated beyond recognition by

some hyper six year olds with a baseball bat. But look, if you

don’t let that stop you, then nothing can

Roscoe: Guess not. Well uh, wish me luck out there.

Doc (crossing fingers): Here’s hoping you won’t need it, but

good luck

A whistle blows again, twice this time

Doc: Go on, get out there. I’ll be watching from the sides.

Well, listening

Doc stood up. Roscoe looks at doc and smiles

Roscoe: thanks, doc. For everythingDoc: I know you’re gonna make it worth it, sparky.

Roscoe pats him on the shoulder and runs out of the locker room

with doc still standing there smiling.

Scene 11: The 2020 Dart Cup

We open on a large green packed with people but with a space

cleared out in the middle. People are cheering, cameras are

flashing. We see multiple shots of different competitors waving

and cheering, including chadley and roscoe.

An announcer sits in his booth, excitedly talking into his

microphone

Announcer: It’s a bright beautiful day here at B. H. McGee

Stadium and the fans are just brimming with excitement. And for

good reason too. This year's cup has shaped up to be one of the

most anticipated in recent history. For although we have many

competitors from many different places, today’s real excitement

comes from the long-awaited rematch of champion Austin chadley

and bitter ex champion Roscoe feathers

Roscoe: (muttering to himself) I’m not bitter

The competitor beside him nudges him and grins

Gus: (sarcastically) Yeah and my name isn’t Chuck Tarr

Roscoe: ...IS your name chuck tarr?

Gus: Nah, chucks that guy over there. Gus Erskine, pleased to

meetcha. I’m a big fan, and i’m glad to see you back out here

this year

They shake hands

Roscoe: Yeah so am i. A little nervous though

Gus: ahh, happens to the best of us. Trust me, once you pick up

that dart and center in on the board, those jitters will

disappear faster than you can say bullseyeRoscoe: (chuckles) I hope so

A whistle blows

Roscoe: Well, good luck guys. I’d say I hope to see you in the

final round, but I'm really waiting for chadley to get there.

Well it was nice meeting you guys, try and save Chadley for me.

Gus: Eh, we’ll see. Maybe I'll pull one over chadley early on.

Good luck yourself Mr. comeback kid

Roscoe: (walking to his starting position and chuckling)

optimistic fella

Cut to a shot of 15 competitors lined up on the field. Roscoe

walks into his place at the end, making it 16.

Announcer: there they are folks, the competitors of the 2020

Dart Cup. Only one of those 16 players will walk away victorious

today. And the lineups for the preliminary matches are just

coming in (picks up paper) here they are, folks

FIRST ROUND MONTAGE

Various shots of dart players throwing, darts hitting boards,

crowds cheering, players cheering, and players losing. Voiceover

of announcer is heard over this

Announcer (voiceover): ooh, that doesn’t look good for

Hudson…..and a crushing loss for Looska…. that last throw puts

Densch above orville…. rosenberg is out… feathers is- what’s

this? Feathers is throwing with his left, despite being a well

known righty. Yes it appears his right hand is broken.

Impressive throwing nonetheless. giannucci and calhoun are

out....van jurgen looks to be the last out, wrapping up this

round. And now we move on to round two

SECOND ROUND MONTAGEVarious shots of dart players throwing, darts hitting boards,

crowds cheering, players cheering, and players losing. Voiceover

of announcer is heard over this

Announcer: not a bad start… a little competition between

goldstein and reeves this round, but it looks like reeves

resolved that…. palusi beaten by leblanc.. and oh, this is

unlucky, it looks like feathers is gonna have to-oh! (Cut to doc

in the stands, perking up his ears and looking worried) Look at

that! Nevermind, folks. Feathers struggled a bit but managed to

beat franklin. He really appears to be pushing for that final

round with chadley. And rodriguez just barely loses to chadley,

finishing this round

Chadley: (walking over to roscoe) not bad, feathers. I must say

I’m surprised to see you out here after your little accident.

But you just won’t give up, will you? Good luck anyways

He shakes Roscoe's broken hand, purposely squeezing it hard and

grinning. Roscoe doesn’t flinch and stares him dead in the eyes.

Chadley’s grin fades and he quickly looks away and walks off to

his position.

THIRD ROUND MONTAGE

Announcer: with only four players left, the winners of this

round will advance to the finals. Chadley is paired against

Erskine, feathers is still in after a rough second round and

paired against o’leary. Just a reminder, highest score out of

three rounds wins

Erskine throws. 50 points

Chadley throws. 50 points

Erskine throws. He hits the outer ring, doubling his score

Chadley throws. 25 points. Erskine-100, chadley-75

It's Erskine's turn. Chadley walks past him, and grip his

shoulder. Whispers something. Gus looks shaken. Chadley chucklesas he pats his shoulder and walks off. Erskine tries to focus.

Throws. A miserable 10 points. Chadley walks up and easily

throws a bullseye. We see the final score: 110-175

Announcer: The final score stands at Chadley: 175, Erskine: 110.

As presumed, chadley will be moving to the finals for the third

year in a row

Erskine walks away, crushed as chadley celebrates. Roscoe

intercepts him

Roscoe: look, you played well.

Erskine: not well enough. My daughter was watching this game,

the first one she’s ever seen and her old man goes out like a

loser.

Roscoe: hey don’t worry about it, you have your whole career

ahead of you

Erskine: I just got shaken up, that’s all. Chadley got me

rattled

Roscoe looks over Gus's shoulder at chadley. His expression

hardens.

Roscoe: yeah… yeah, he does that

Gus walks away dejectedly

Gus: knock him off that phony pedestal of his, will you..?

Ref: C’mon son, you’re up

Announcer: now we have Feathers vs o’leary, and the winner of

this round advances to face chadley in the final. O’leary throws

first. And a 50 for o’leary. Feathers is up

Doc (from the stands): this is it, kidRoscoe throws. A measly 25. Doc clenches his jaw at this

announcement. O’leary throws. A 50. Roscoe throws again. A 50. O

leary throws. A bullseye. Roscoe-75, O'leary-150. O leary’s

final throw, a 50.

Announcer: A 50, putting his final score at 200. Well, it

appears Roscoe’s been spooked by the spotlight once again folks,

he wasn’t doing too bad earlier but seems to be faltering. Now

125 points behind o leary, this looks to be it.

Roscoe walks up. Breathes. Raises the dart, then lowers it

again. Looks at chadley

Roscoe: Chadley. Fasten your seatbelt

He throws. It hits the inner ring, TRIPLING his points. Final

score: Roscoe-225, o'leary-200

Announcer: Roscoe triples his point, nudging past o’leary. Well

folks, as unlikely as it seemed, this final round will be the

rematch between feathers and chadley

Doc: now THATS what i’m TALKING about!!

Chadley: roscoe feathers you are one lucky bastard

Roscoe: You’ll find I'm full of surprises. What do you think?

Wanna do this now?

Chadley: you mean again?

Roscoe: no, cause this time i’ll be winning. Lets go, hotshot.

This is what i’ve been waiting for

Chadley hesitates. Thinks. Then grins

Chadley: yeah. Let's do this now. (Chuckles) i’m the hotshot,

huh?

Roscoe: keep talking, chadley, keep talking. Ref!Announcer: And what’s this? Word coming in from the field, the

two contestants have formally agreed to forgo the customary 30

minute break before the final round and dive right into it. My

my, this is shaping up to be all that we’ve waited for

Doc: caaaaareful, sparky,

Chadley: i see you haven’t lost any of the cockiness that

toppled you two years ago

FINAL ROUND

The ref approaches chadley and roscoe. He’s holding a coin

Ref: call it in the air, fellas

Roscoe: heads

It’s tails

Chadley. Nice call, feather boy.

Roscoe: Save it, Chadley

Chadley walks up. Picks up the dart. Throws a perfect bullseye.

The crowd erupts in cheers. He turns to roscoe.

Announcer: A perfect bullseye!

Chadley: Regret is a beautiful thing to see in the eyes of your

opponent

Roscoe doesn’t respond. It’s his turn. He walks up to his marker

and picks up the dart. Inhales. Then has a flashback to the 2018

dart cup. He blinks rapidly and his head jerks around. He rubs

his forehead

Announcer: Feathers seems to be a little stressed, he’s really

taking his time to throw. Let’s hope the preparation is worth

it.We see doc nervously sitting in the stands at this announcement.

Roscoe waves the ref away as the ref approaches him. He centers

in on the board and throws. 10 points. Gasps from the crowd

Announcer: Oh my god, that was pitiful! Feathers is already 90

points behind chadley on the first throw, and I doubt chadley

plans to go easy on him for the next two

Doc: Overconfident, sparky, you’re getting overconfident.

Chadley: (laughing) Roscoe feathers, I was actually expecting

some competition

Roscoe: shut up! This isn’t over, now throw

Chadley (sauntering up to his marker): with pleasure. Shove off,

ref, i know where to go

Chadley focuses. Gets in his zone. Then throws. He just misses

the tripling ring, scoring a 75 instead.

Announcer: and that puts chadley at 175 points, Feathers is up!

Roscoe walks up again, rubs his eyes. Another flashback.

Roscoe (muttering): not. again.

He raises his throwing hand. In his head, he hears chadley’s

taunting from the 2018 dart cup. He clenches his jaw

determinedly as he looks at chadley.

Roscoe: No. Not this time.

He throws. A 75. Cheering from the crowd and an approving nod

from doc

Announcer: A 75! Impressive recovery for Feathers, he’s now at

85 while chadley is nearly a 100 points ahead of him Now this

next throw is the final one for both competitors that will

determine the outcome of the 2020 dart cupChadley (walking up to roscoe): Listen feathers. That was a

lucky little throw you pulled, but it’s over for you. This day

was nothing but a dream. No matter how hard you worked, you were

too late. You gave up. There was no redemption for you and there

never will be. All of this, everything today is just gonna be

remembered as the last desperate publicity stunt of roscoe

feathers. (he grabs roscoe’s shoulder roughly) are you listening

to me?

Ref: Hey, hey, break it up

Chadley: You stay out of this. Just give me my damn dart

Shut up and let me throw

The ref complies, and chadley walks to his position. Roscoe

seems anxious and contemplative.

Announcer: A little bit of tension on the field, chadley seems

to have been giving a few heated words to feathers. (chuckles)

Definitely not a pep talk, and feathers seem a little

apprehensive. Now for Chadley’s final throw

Chadley closes his eyes. Breathes. Then he hears Roscoe's voice

in his head “no, cause this time i’ll be winning” He furrows his

brows and dismisses this voice. Then throws. Another 75. Chadley

scowls and spits on the ground as the crowd cheers.

Announcer: And with an impressive throw, another 75 for chadley!

His final score rests at a lofty 250, a whopping 165 points

ahead of Feathers! I’d say we can all guess the outcome of this,

even though Feathers has one throw left. His only hope is the

red region above the bullseye, which will triple his score, and

allow him to beat chadley by 5 points. If he hits any other

region on the board though, he will fall behind and lose.

Doc: Kid, this is either about to be the greatest comeback story

or biggest failure in dart’s history.Chadley: I would’ve liked to completely eliminate your chance of

winning, but i guess this is the next best thing. It’s gonna

take a miracle for you to hit it, feathers.

Roscoe: Yeah. Don’t remind me. (pause) Look chadley, maybe you

were… i mean, i-no, no nevermind.

Chadley: Admitting failure? Please, continue

Roscoe: No, i uh.. Well, maybe another time (he looks at

chadley) right now, i’ve got a competition to win

He strides up to his marker and takes his dart. Look around.

Takes in the cheers, the screams, the applause. Remember the day

he lost. Think about docs. Look at chadley. His eyes lower. He

drops his dart throwing hand. He’s conflicted

Announcer: Feathers are wavering on his final throw…

Doc: come on…

Roscoe looks up at the sky. Looks at the dart in his hand. Hangs

his head and turns around. He begins to walk away from the

dartboard.

Announcer: It looks like- wait, hold it folks, what’s this??

Feathers haven't been thrown! He’s actually walking away from

the dartboard! This is unbelievable!!

Doc: No.. not now. (he stands up and yells) Sparky! What are you

doing?!?

Roscoe doesn’t hear anything. He filters out all the background

noise. He’s now 30 feet away from his starting position with his

back still to it. He raises his head. There’s a gleam in his

eye. He chuckles. Looks back up at the sky, at the crowd, at the

dart in his hand.

Roscoe: (lets out a sigh) It’s a gorgeous day to be a champion

It’s a hell of a day to be a championHe turns around and quickly takes aim, then throws the dart with

as much force as he can muster from 30 feet away from the

starting position. Gasps from the crowd

Announcer: What the- Holy smokes!! Holeeeeeee smokes!!! Folks,

Roscoe’s feathers have thrown his dart from 30 feet behind his

starting position!! While it’s not against the rules, it’s never

been done before!! And he hits it!!! HE HITS THE TRIPLING

SECTION!!! ROSCOE FEATHERS HAS TRIPLED HIS SCORE!!!!!!

The crowd goes WILD. People are cheering, screaming, clapping.

Doc stands up and throws his (article of clothing; hat?) onto

the floor as he yells

Doc: LOOK AT YOU GO, SPARKY!!! YA DID IT!!

Roscoe stands in his spot, rooted to the ground. His disbelief

gives way to amazement, then sheer joy. He jumps in the year,

pumping his good fist up and down as he cheers along with the

crowd

Announcer: Folks, the final score now stands at 255-250, and you

know what that means!! Roscoe Feathers has dethroned Austin

Chadley! There is a new darts champion in town, and boy is he a

familiar one!

Chadley is shocked beyond reason. He stumbles backwards and

reaches out to steady himself, then falls flat on the ground. A

hand reaches out to him and he grabs it. Roscoe pulls him up and

grips his shoulder.

Roscoe: You shoulda listened when you still had a chance. You

were a worthy competitor, but the most braggadocious son of a

gun I've ever met. Get out of here, chadley. And uh, keep the

wife. I’m sure you two will be happier than we were

He pats his shoulder and turns away, leaving chadley speechless

and shocked. Roscoe runs towards doc, who’s now on the field

Roscoe: (grinning) come here, youThey hug while laughing and celebrating. Doc pats roscoe's

shoulder

Doc: roscoe feathers you crazy kid, ya did it.

Roscoe: WE did it, doc. That day on the trail, you turned my

life around. Thanks for everything

Doc: roscoe, that day on the trail, you turned MY life around. I

feel like a champion myself.

Roscoe: then let the victors enjoy their spoils, eh?

Doc: (grins) couldn’t have said it better myself

With an arm around each other, they face the crowds and wave and

cheer along with them. We fade to black. Then fade in on a shot

of roscoe and doc facing each other in front of the wall with

the cup countdown calendar. They shake hands. Then roscoe

removes the calendar and the both replace it with a framed

newspaper. The headline reads “Roscoe Feathers reclaims his

title. The champion has returned”. We slowly zoom in on the

newspaper, then fade to black. White words appear on the black

screen

First, “Roscoe Feathers went on to remain dart champion for the

next five years before retiring in glory”

Then, “Doc Shenandoah became a curator at the Darts hall of

fame, where he and roscoe were admitted as a result of the

legendary 2020 dart cup”.

Finally, “Austin Chadley left behind the darts world, and

instead pursued his passion for cooking. He opened up his own

small restaurant where he is successful and content”.

Fade to black

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