Derek Fox : Role - Dr. Thomas Newman (Sharp, sexy, understands human nature) - Video

Script: The Many Deaths of Dr. Thomas Newman
Short Film

PLOT:
A dark comedy about an author trying to figure out how to kill off his leading character.

ROLE DESCRIPTION:
Dr. Thomas Newman - Professor turned detective, a model-like body and a sexy look about himself that makes all the girls swoon. His sharp wit and innate understanding of human behavior helps him to connect the dots and solve even the most complicated of cases. However his over analysis has been known to get in the way as his tendency to get lost in thought has sometimes caused him to overlook something right in front of him... like a train.
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EXT. GYM - NIGHT
-DR. THOMAS NEWMAN, walks out of the gym, energized, sweaty, a
towel over his bare shoulder, he gets a text on his phone as
he steps into the parking lot.
He looks down, smiles to himself as he texts back, he then
looks up and gasps as a TRUCK HEADS FOR HIM.
He freezes, eyes widen, arm slowly trying to shield himself
from impact. He stands there staring at the headlights inches
away from his athletic Abercrombie & Fitch print ad ready
body and athletic sportswear fashion.
Then...

THOMAS
(looking at camera)
Are we sure about this?
(beat)
This is how I go? Obliterated by
truck? Seriously, dude? I think we
can be a little bit more creative.
Thoughts?

CUT TO:
EXT. BACKYARD JACUZZI - NIGHT
-Thomas settles himself into his warm jacuzzi behind his large
home after a long day’s work.

TEEN BOY
Hey Dr. Newman!
Thomas looks up confused. He lands his eyes on TEEN BOY with
a boombox in his hand.
TEEN BOY (CONT’D)
This is what you get for sending my
dad to prison!

-Before Thomas can react, the boy throws a plugged in boom box
into the hot tub.
-Thomas is electrocuted, shaking violently, yelling out in
pain until he stops and stares forward, rolling his eyes.

THOMAS
Yeah no.

TEEN BOY
Yeah, I have to agree.

THOMAS
It’s laughable and pathetic. And
makes no sense. And I reject this
as well. I deserve way better. And
who owns a boom box? And don’t I
have a loyal guard dog named Rusty
somewhere?

TEEN BOY
Oh yeah.
The boy turns, sees the dog, and yells as he is mauled by the
beast.

THOMAS
Come on, you got this Randal.


CUT TO:
EXT. FRONT DOOR - NIGHT
-Thomas opens a package and pulls out a grenade. He looks at
it horrified.

THOMAS
Oh god, oh god, oh--
Then he takes a deep breath.
THOMAS (CONT’D)
Still pathetic, Randal. And
honestly make you the laughing
stock of--

-EXPLOSION. The smoke settles. Thomas still stands in the same
place, ripped up and severely injured, barely able to stand.

THOMAS (CONT’D)
(weak)
It’s still a dumb idea. And makes
no sense. But you do you, I guess?
Thomas smiles then collapses.