Jack Taylor is a 33 year old alcoholic who's down on his luck. His wife left him - she took the house, his daughter Sarah, and even their dog, chops. Although he longs for her love she wants nothing to do with him. He currently lives in a small studio apartment in the slums of a city. He gets by by writing short stories and selling them to local publishers. He's had one hit which sold very well and netted him a nice profit but since then he's had a serious case of writers block. He spends the majority of his cash on booze, food, rent, and the rest he mails off to his daughter.
PAGE ONE (6 Panels)
In this shot you see Jack at his favorite bar sitting down on a stool. His hair is shaggy and he is wearing his typical outfit of dark blue fitted jeans, black shoes, a black hoodie, olive green blazer, and his signature 7 o’ clock shadow facial hair. Behind the bar counter is the bartender Norm – A 50 something year old war vet. His face is calm as he is cleaning out an empty glass with a rag. Behind the table you can only see Norm’s upper half; He’s wearing a white button-up long-sleeve shirt with a gray vest and a bowtie. Behind Norm you can see the shelves filled with various liquor bottles. On the right side of Jack is a woman wearing a very sexy dress with her head turned to the right as if she’s in deep conversation with someone outside of the panel. On his left side is a couple seeming to enjoy each other’s company.
Jack Interior Monologue: Things couldn’t be worse for me right now.
Jack: Let me get a shot of the usual, Norm.
Norm: I've seen you leave this bar with a new lady every other week. How can you come in here wearing that frown every day?
You can see a close up side-view shot of Jack’s head tilted back and emptying the shot of whiskey into his mouth. At most you’ll only be able to see the hood of Jacks hoodie resting on the back of his head.
This is an angled birds-eye view of Jack and Norm. Jack has an empty shot glass in front of him and Norm is standing in front of Jack with a slight smirk on his face.
Jack: Because it all ends in disappointment.
Norm: Disappointment? You should see my wife.
Jack: Just keep them coming, Norm.
Norm: Yeah, sure.
You can see the back of Jacks body sitting at the bar. This time all of the seats next to him are empty signifying that everyone has left but him. Jack’s right hand is raised with his pointer finger sticking straight up signaling Norm to get him another drink.
TANSITION: A FEW HOURS LATER
Norm: This is the last one, Jack. I’ve already let you stay an hour past closing time.
Jack: Yeah, sure thing.
In this panel you see a close up of Jack’s hand on putting money onto the countertop. It’s his left hand and you can see his not-so-expensive looking watch sneaking out from under his blazer jacket.
Jack: Here ya go.
In this shot you see the back of Jack as he’s leaving the bar. His left hand is up waving goodbye and the front door is open as he’s about to walk out. You can see chairs laying upside down on the tables next to him.
Jack: Oh, and Norm.
Jack: At least you still have your wife.
Jack: See ya later.
Norm: See ya later, kid.
PAGE TWO (4 Panels)
Jack is standing outside the bar looking into his wallet. It’s a close full body shot of Jack holding his empty wallet in his hand with a look of disbelief. You can see part of the front doors and the windows of the bar in the background. Most other establishments aren’t open at this late hour and there aren’t any people walking around. The streets are dark and barren and the October winds aren’t too forgiving either.
Jack Interior Monologue: I had a home, a family, and a career.
Jack: Shit, I did it again. Guess I’m walking.
This is a side view of Jack as he walking down the empty streets. You can see a store in the background with the ‘closed” sign in this window and the dark shadows of an ally next to it. His right hand is in his jacket as though he’s searching feeling around in his inner jack pocket looking for something.
In this shot Jack is about to fall. This should be a full body shot of him with only the dark alley being visible in the background. He should be leaning forward and his arms in the air as though his body is in mid fall. He his face would have a look of surprise with his mouth wide open.
There’s a close up of Jack’s face as it connects straight to the concrete sidewalk. His eyes are closed and his face is tense from trying to prepare for the impact as much as possible.
Jack Interior Monologue: Now all I have is booze and deadlines for a book I have no motivation to write.
PAGE THREE (6 Panels)
This is a mid-shot. You can see a front view of Jack about the middle of his chest and up. He has both of his hands holding his face in pain. There’s no blood, only a little red-ness from the impact. Behind Jack in the distance are a couple of buildings and alley ways. If they can see his face he’s wearing a really painful look, a look of discomfort.
Jack: Oww!! Shit that fucking hurt.
This is a side view of Jack. He is walking in the same direction he was before the fall. His head is hung low and his hands are in his pockets. Next to him you can see a brick building with the lights off if any windows are visible.
This is a skyward rear view of Jack. You can see Jack as he’s walking off in the distance. He’s on the left side of the street walking on the side walk. There aren’t any traffic lights, or cars, or even people.
Jack: This is gonna be a long walk.
This is an angled birds-eye view of Jack making collision with a man who’s the same height as him. The man is wearing the same thing as Jack—An olive green sports jacket, dark blue jeans, black shoes, and a black hoodie. The man’s hood is pulled over his head so you can’t see his face from this angle. Jack wasn’t looking where he wasn’t looking where he was going and accidentally bumped into him.
This is a side-view close up shot of Jack’s head. He has his head up looking the man in the eyes. Jack is pissed off and his facial expression should depict that.
Jack: Hey watch where yo—
This is a close-up front view of Jack’s face. His face is full of fear, as though he had just seen a ghost. His eyes are wide, his mouth is open and his eyebrows are arched.
(Teaser Page - Unedited)
The man Jack is staring at, the one he was about to tell off, looks exactly like him.
Identical Man: Hi, Jack. (He says with a smirk)