Btw I don't own the the characters from the storys but I put them together but anyways enjoy
I don't own the scipt either :D
Chapter One Introduction & Rent
Angel: Kurt Hummel
Collin: Blaine Anderson
Joanne: Santana Lopez
Maureen: Brittany Pirece
Bennie: Puck Puckerman
Roger: Mike Chang but Dancer
Mimi: Tina Cohen-Chang sings not dances
Mark: Artie Abrams
Allison: Quinn Farbray
The title say's it all.I'm using all the characters, also no finchel. Also If you haven't say Rent or Glee.. watch both of them!
Artie Abrams, rolled into his apartment with his video phone
We begin on Christmas Eve with me, Arite, and my roommate, Mike.
We live in an industrial loft on the corner of 11th street and Avenue B, the top
floor of what was once a music publishing factory.
Old dance posters hang on the walls. They have Mike's picture advertising danes at CBGB's and
the Pyramid Club.
We have an illegal wood burning stove; its exhaust pipe crawls up to a skylight. All of our electrical appliances are plugged into one thick extension cord which snakes its way out a window. Outside, a small tent city has sprung up in the lot next to our building.
Inside, we are freezing
because we have no heat.
(He turns the camera to Mike)
Smile!
December 24th, 9 pm
Eastern Standard Time
Here on in, I shoot without a script
See if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit
He gives the camera a shrug, and turns the Camera to Mike Chang who is practicing his dancing.
First shot, Mike
Trying to figure out some moves
He hasn't dance in a year
Mike looks up at Artie, frowns and says.
I can't remember that step
Artie shakes his head and says.
So we see
He moves closer to catch Mike doing a turn.
He's just coming back
From half a year of withdrawal
Mike stops dancing and turns to Artie and gave him a look.
"Are you talking to me"
Artie eyes go wide, tryed to think of something.
Not at all
Artie gives Mike a smile, and then moves the camera to a different angle.
Are you ready?
Hold that focus, steady
He sings as Mike starts to dance again.
Tell the folks at home what you're doing Mike.
As Artie moves the camera once again.
I'm dancing one last step…
The phone to Artie's and Mikes apartment rings.
The phone rings.
Artie turns his camera off of Mike sighs a tone of relief.
Saved
We screen
Artie points the camera at the Phone and zooms in.
Zoom in on the answering machine
SPEAK!
Artie Frowns as the voice speaks. It's his mom, she checks up on him a lot.
That was a very loud beep
I don't even know if this is working.
Artie - Artie- Are you there
Are you screening your calls -
It's mom
Artie rolls his eyes.
We wanted to call and say we love you
And we'll miss you tomorrow
Cindy and the kids are here - send their love
Oh, I hope you like the hot plate
Just don't leave it on dear
When you leave the house
Artie turns his wheel chair away from the machine thinking its almost done but its not so he stops and turns.
Oh and Artie
We're sorry to heart that Brittany
Dumped you
I say c'est la vie
So let her be a lesbian
Mike starts to laugh, Artie gives him a look and rolls up to turn off the machine if his mom makes any more comments like that.
There are other fishies in the sea
. . .Love Mom
"Gosh sometimes I wonder why we live in this dump, and they call and I remember" said Artie
Mike goes back to dancing and Artie refocus his camera on Mike.
Mike goes back to dancing and Artie refocus his camera on Mike.
Tell the folks at home what you're doing Mike
Mike counts, does a spin, but almost falls.
I'm dancing one last step…
The Phone interrupts the duo again.
The phone rings
Yes thought Mike and stops dancing.
We screen
Arite moves the camera to the phone.
Speak
A voice the both recognize right away starts to sing from the phone.
"Chestnuts roasting -"
"Blaine" said both of them shocked, they missed there friend.
I'm downstairs
Artie picked up the phone.
Hey
Mike picked up the phone?
Mike was frowning at something.
No, it's me
Artie said with a frown.
Throw down the key
He gave the key to Mike who went outside and thrown down the key to Blaine.
A wild night is now pre-ordained
Mike rolled his eyes at Artie. What a wild night
All the sudden they heard loud voices, and foot steps.
I may be detained
Blaine hangs up the phone.
What does he mean...?
The phone rang, Artie picked it up:
What do you mean "detained"?
They wanted to throw the phone as soon as they heard that voice.
Ho ho ho
Artie and Mike looked at each other frowning.
Puck Shit!
Dudes, I'm on my way
The Last person they wanted to see or really hear from ever again.
Great! Fuck
What does he want this time thought Mike.
I need the rent
Oh Come on really Thought Artie
What rent?
This past year's rent which I let slide
Didn't he just we were golden thought Artie?
Let slide? You said we were 'golden'
Mike had to speak up.
When you bought the building
Roomates thought Artie.
When we were roommates
Did his new father in-law brain wash him thought Mike.
Remember - you lived here!
How could I forget?
You, me, Blaine and Brittany
Artie wanted to go bang his head against the wall as Puck spoke again.
How is the drama queen?
Why must we keep talking about her Thought Artie and rolled his eyes. Maybe he wouldn't ask.
She's performing tonight
Well duh I knew that thought Puck.
I know
Something must of happen to the Perfect couple thought Puck.
Still her production manager?
Artie sighed.
Two days ago I was bumped
Oh Really, tell me more thought Puck
You still dating her?
He's just trying to annoy me thought Artie.
Last month I was dumped
Mike had to add at something.
She's in love
Shut up thought Artie and glared at his friend who gave him a smile, he was having fun with this.
She's got a new man?
Artie knew it would come to this.
Well – no
Might as well say it thought Artie.
What's his name?
Mike and Arties looked at each other and both said the name.
Santana
There was a silent pause as if Puck, was trying not to laugh.
Rent, my amigos, is due
Or I will have to evict you
Be there in a few
Mike goes back to dancing. While Artie, thinks about the Rent, then the power to the lights goes.
The Power Blows.
They know what they had to do and got the candles out.
Artie puts down his camera.
How do you document real life
When real life is getting more
Like fiction each day
Artie throws the newspaper in the air as if he was just sick of it.
Headlines - bread-lines
Blow my mind
And now this deadline
"Eviction - or pay"
Rent!
Artie wheels himself to get some matches and Mike gets the illegal wood burning stove.
How do you make a dance
When the moves are wrong
Though they once felt soaring through the air
Mike puts the stove in the middle of the living room.
When the moves are stiff
Where is the power
You once had to ignite the air
Obviously they are sick of rent, its too high, money is running low and its Christmas eve.
And we're hungry and frozen
Mike and Artie find some candles to at least have some heat.
Some life that we've chosen
They had idea, not to let Puck win.
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent
Artie pulled out the matches.
We light candles
The light some more candles.
Mike looks around for stuff to burn.
How do you start a fire
When there's nothing to burn
And it feels like something's stuck in your flue
Mike got idea. Artie looked around too.
How can you generate heat
When you can't feel your feet
And they're turning blue!
Artie catches up with Mike idea.
You light up a mean blaze
Mike grabs his old posters and throws into the fire.
With posters-
Artie grabs some of his old scripts.
And screenplays
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent
Down on the ground, women with long black hair, in warm clothes, dialed a number at the pay phone.
Don't screen, Brittany
It's me – Santana
Santana doesn't grin at all but contuies.
Your substitute production manager
Hey hey hey! (Did you eat?)
Don't change the subject Brittany
Santana, sighs.
But darling - you haven't eaten all day
You won't throw up
You won't throw up
The digital delay -
Didn't blow up (exactly)
Santana got nervous, she better not call Artie!
There may have been one teeny tiny spark
You're not calling Artie
Blaine Anderson, a man with black curly hair,lied in ally, his jacket ripped, his stuff gone and plus he was in pain.
How do you stay on your feet
When on every street
It's 'trick or treat'
(And tonight it's 'trick')
Welcome back he thought and rolled his eyes then grimaced at the pain.
Welcome back to town'
Oh, I should lie down
Everything's brown
And uh - oh
I feel sick
Artie rolled up to look outside on the terrace, he didn't see any sign of Blaine.
Where is he?
Blaine was up against the well looking like he was going to faint.
Getting dizzy
Blaine collapses and lays on the ground.
Mike and Artie looked at each other and went to get more stuff to burn in inside of the apartment.
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent
Puck was in a black Camero in park. He's on the phone with Quinn.
Quinn baby - you sound sad
I don't believe those two after everything I've done
Thinking about the times he helped them out with stuff.
Ever since our wedding I'm dirt - They'll see
I can help them all out in the long run
Puck starts his car.
Forces are gathering
Forces are gathering
Can't turn away
Forces are gathering
At the Same time that's happening to Puck, Blaine, woke up, and is extreme pain.
Ughhhhh-
Ughhhhh-
Ughhhhh- I can't think
Ughhhhh-
Ughhhhh-
Ughhhhh- I need a drink
Back at the apartment Artie reads off a script
"The music ignites the night with passionate fire"
Santana was talking to Brittany on the phone. She was tried and mad.
Brittany- I'm not a theatre person
Mike takes another poster and throws into a fire.
"The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit"
Santana is still trying to talk to Brittany suggesting that they get help but not Artie.
Could never be a theatre person
Artie says one continues reading the script.
Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground
Santana starts to say something when she's cut off.
Hello?
Brittany must of hung up.
The phone rings in Mark's apartment, at least they have a little bit of power and its his ex.
Hello? Brittany?
-Your equipment won't work?
Should I be a whimp and do as she says or just..never mind.
Okay, all right, I'll go!
Artie and Mike take the illegal wood burning stove which is still burning to the terrace.
How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out
Till you're torn apart
Rent!
They dump the paper that's on the fire, and see everyone else do the same, they were sick of it. The Rent, everyone was driving them crazy and the had a right to speak up about it.
How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray
Puck's a black Camero pulls in, and Puck looks to see the fire coming down. He's beyond mad.
What binds the fabric together
When the raging, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away
Puck it's out of his car locks it, and see he's old friends glaring at him.
Draw a line in the sand
And then make a stand
Mike turns to Artie.
Use your camera to spar
Mike turns to Artie. Mike still has his old guitar he use to play but he rather dance.
Use your guitar
When they act tough - you call their bluff
They turn to each other they got idea.
We're not gonna pay
We're not gonna pay
Soon everyone caught on.
W e're not gonna pay
Last year's rent
This year's rent
Next year's rent
Rent rent rent rent rent
We're not gonna pay rent
'Cause everything is rent
They gave Puck a smirk who was trying to get a guy off of his car.
Oh this plan was going to work