BUGGIN' full script part 1

BUGGIN’ : THE MOVIE

EXT. THE UNIVERSE

DMX stands before an empty universe. He begins to echo the first words of his song “BUG NIGGAZ”. He is no longer calm as he bounces around rapping and waving his arms about causing stars to form.

He rubs his hands together to form a huge piece of rock. He then makes another and hurls it into the other....causing a big bang as many other smaller planets go flying out of the explosion.

He walks up to one particuallary large rock and puts his blunt out on it, causing it to go up in flames.

He grabs a small watery planet and rubs his hand over it.

On the planet we see grass and flowers emerge from the dead soil. Then comes the appearance of dinosaurs.... Large ones...flying ones. Giant mosquito like creatures emerge from the dirt and glance at DMX in the sky. They then burrow deep down to the center of the earth.

DMX observes the dinosaurs and looks disgusted. He grabs a rock and hurls into the blue planet.. 

The comet hits and the dinosaurs are immediatly wiped out. We then see apes who quickly evolve into humans. Civilizations are built and then destroyed. All of history happens before our eyes in a matter of minutes. We finally see present day earth. We zoom in on one small little ghetto in Bedstuy, Brooklyn. We then zoom closer to one street block with a man standing on it.

EXT. STREET BLOCK - DAY

D-TRAIN, who is basically Ving Rhames, stands at the end of the block surveying his hood. A blunt dwindles from his mouth.

A cop car filled with two white cops slowly creeps down the block. The two cops take notice of D-Train and his marijuana cigarette.

D-Train locks eyes on the intimitated cops.

D-TRAIN
Say something! I dare you!

The cops stare away and quickly drive off.

JEROME, a skinny black male in his 20’s, comes walking over to D-Train.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
You see that there lil nigga? The only good cop is a dead cop.

JEROME
Fuck the jakes. Are we gonna ride or what? Ride or die nigga!

D-TRAIN
Calm it with that rapper bullshit. See real niggaz like me walk the walk and shut the fuck up...You should do the same.

INT. ABANONED GARAGE- NIGHT
D-Train and Jerome stand in the dimly lit garage. Jerome clinches tightly onto a briefcase.

D-TRAIN

This that fishscale right?

JEROME
Thats what Ceaser said.

D-TRAIN
Fuck Ceaser.

A Van suddenly SLAMS through the front door and wrecklessly swerves into a pole, smashing up the whole front of it.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
What.... this nigga drunk?!

D-Train walks over to the van while Jerome hangs behind him with gun drawn.

There is blood smeared across the back doors. D-Train slowly opens them and out rolls a body to the floor. The body is a Spanish man with his throat ripped out. D-Train is unfazed by and peers in.

JEROME
Oh shit! Whats in there nigga?!

D-Train comes walking over to him with a bag of coke.

D-TRAIN
That perico nigga...

JEROME
My favorite Peruvian Lady.

D-TRAIN
Looks like our lucky day....

JEROME
What else was in there?

D-TRAIN
A buncha dead spics. Mustve had too much tequila or some shit and crashed up in here. I’m a go and get the rest of the coke.

D-Train walks back over to the van when the driver suddenly falls out. He slowly rises to his feet and begins walking over to the two men.

JEROME
State your name gangsta?!

D-Train pulls out his gun and both men point at the driver.

The driver walks slowly and stumbles about. His clothes are torn and he is covered in blood. Finally he falls to the floor.

D-TRAIN
Ha! Thats what you get for being a dumb drunk motherfucker!

BZZZZZZZZZZ! The driver lets out an insanely loud inhumane sound. His skin begins to drip off his body as two giant legs rip out his back, followed by wings. Two antennas(?) rip through his skull, with the remains shattering on the floor. His buggy eyes emerge followed by his long sharp teeth (?). He is now a standing human cockroach hybrid being.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
Ugly mother fucker....

JEROME
Did that nigga really just turn into a bug?

D-TRAIN
Yeah... A bug nigga!

The bug emerges from the floor and stands upright. It is about 7 - 8 feet tall.

JEROME
God damn man... I mean I had some big roaches in my crib an shit, but this, this just -

D-TRAIN
Shut the fuck up. I say we let off about fifty rounds into this bug nigga.

BANG! And so the firing begins. After the first 3 shots the bug falls to the floor and is unresponsive. 20 more shots are followed.

JEROME
You think its dead?

D-TRAIN
How the fuck would I know?! You think I deal with shit like this all the time?

JEROME
Well we better be safe...

20 more shots are fired into the lifeless bug body.

JEROME (CONT’D)
Lets get the fuck outta here.

Jerome goes to run out but his arm is grabbed by D-Train.

D-TRAIN
You lost your mind lil nigga? Go and get that coke.

Jerome nods in approval. He runs over to the van. D-Train walks over to the bug body and examines it closely and leans into its face. He then lets out a huge wad of spit unto it.

EXT. JEROMES HOUSE - STOOP - NIGHT

D-Train puffs on his cigar, stopping only to sip on his forty. Sitting besides him is Jerome.

D-TRAIN
Listen here lil nigga....You know the code of the streets.... Its shoot or get shot. And if you eating, you better recognize there a million hungry motherfuckers looking to get a bite.

A mosquito lands on D-Trains arm. He immediately smashes it and stares at the remains in the palm of his hand.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
And if you think I’m gonna feed these mother fuckers, then you straight set trippin.... Theres only three things I hate.... Snitches....the WNBA...and BUGS!

JEROME
What is Ceaser gonna do tho? We got all his coke and he aint got none of our money..

D-TRAIN
Fuck Ceaser. Giant bug niggaz are taking over human bein’s bodies and you worried about fucking Ceaser!

Jerome gets up and opens the door to his apartment.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
Go to bed lil nigga... and guard that coke better then your fucken life. I’m gonna go settle this bug problem... I don’t like that shit in my neighborhood.

INT. CEASERS PALACE STRIP CLUB - OFFICE - NIGHT

Ceaser glares over D-Train D-Train chews on some tobacco.

Ceaser pours some Jack Daniels into his glass and then stirs it with his finger. He then slirps the liquor off.

CEASER
Bugs?? Ha Ha! Your so funny D-Pain..

D-TRAIN
Its D-Train...

CEASER
Anyone ever tell you...you look like that actor..... Ving Rhames?

D-TRAIN
Anyone ever tell you...you look like a bug nigga?!

CEASER
What?

D-TRAIN
I know a mother fuckin’ bug when I see one... and you’se a bug!

CEASER
Jumping to conclusions can get you killed... You have no idea what we are. You might be seeing this “Ceaser” you speak of on the outside, but on the inside..

D-TRAIN
A fuckin’ bug!

CEASER

Yeah... sort of. We want you to join us. We have already got Ceasers whole crew and we could use some more “hosts”.

D-TRAIN
Fuck you! You stay the fuck outta my hood. We can do this like bithces and continue bitchin, or we can do do this like thugs and slug it out....

Ceaser reaches for his gun but D-Train spits a wad of tobacco into his eye. He then pulls his gun and pops Ceaser with a shot.

Ceaser lets out a huge BUZZZZZ! As the skin begins melting off his face exposing the cockroach buggy eyes. The transformation is beginning to start. D-Train shoots at him again but to no effect. He runs out of the office.

INT. CEASERS PALACE STRIP CLUB - MAIN STAGES

Ceasers comes running out of the back and bumps into an insanley hot stripper named LEXXUS.

LEXXUS
What the hell is going on here?

D-TRAIN
Niggaz is buggin. We gotta get out of here.

D-Train grabs her hand and goes for one of the exits but is stopped by a Spanish Man holding a bat.

CEASER (O.S.)
Get that mooootherzzzzzzz Fuckerzzzzzz!

The man starts to move in closer. Other goons emerge from different areas of the club and walk inwards to D-Train and Lexxus.

The other dancers franctically run about trying to leave. A customer stands up and begins to yell. BANG! He is shot by one of the goons.

LEXXUS
Oh No!

D-TRAIN
What do all bugs hate?

LEXXUS
Bug Spray?

D-TRAIN
Dont got that... what else?

LEXXUS
Gettin stomped?

D-TRAIN
What else?

LEXXUS
Bug Spray?

D-TRAIN
What a dumb ho... maybe what they like...

The men move in closer as D-train makes a roll over to a plug. He quickly plugs in a wire and a huge neon light comes on saying “LIVE NUDES”.

The goons quickly run over to it and hover about it... touching it in awe.

D-Train grabs Lexxus by the arm.

D-TRAIN (CONT’D)
We gotta go!