Rockstar-Imtiaz Ali-Movie Script-Film Companion

271 Pages·2017·0.58 MB·English

Rockstar
Script
Version 5
Opening Montage
[A]
Fade in. A Jordan impersonator – strumming the guitar, singing a Jordan song.
He is wearing the clothes and attitude of Jordan, and a wig for his hair.
‘Jo bhi main… kehna chahoon…”.
Back to back with him is another Jordan impersonator, strumming the guitar
and singing the same song.
Bright, cheerful folks sitting around the two singers in the lawn, clapping,
cheering, singing along.
A street painting of Jordan – around which fans are sitting. A girl stretches
across and kisses Jordan’s painting.
Arena de Verona, where Jordan’s concert is going to begin shortly, is seen in
the background.
[B]
Free punch being doled out from barrels. The fat, genial man serving the
punch is wearing a Jordan T shirt.
Throngs of people, holding up their glasses.
Festive atmosphere.
[C]
Merchandize of Jordan and the show being sold at counters.

Rows of Jordan T shirts, accessories, etcetras. Some people trying out.
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[D]
A long line of spectators sitting in queue at one of the entrance gates of the
stadium. Banners of the show at the entrance. The ‘Wings on Fire’ tour. Another
popular Jordan song is heard playing on someone’s I pod. Security personnel and
volunteers in flourescent costume are seen crossing.
Some spectators wave at the camera as it passes them.
[E]
The console room. Engineers doing checks, sipping coffee.
A fader is pushed up. Boom boom sound of a drum bass fades in.
[F]
Empty stadium. With the console room in the centre, stage on one side. The
boom boom boom of the drum bass resound.
[G]
The stage in the stadium. Many technicians on stage. Sound check has begun.
The drum-kick being played.
The drummer, to check mike, turns and picks up his sticks and begins to play
on the drums.
[H]
Outside the stadium. The crowd hears the drum roll. A massive cheer rises.
[I]
Arena de Verona, in Italy, gearing up for the musical concert.
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The rest of the city bustles with usual activity.
{1 min}
Sc # 1 Day, Exteriors
Verona Scape, Lanes
Another part of the city.
Down a lane, a street fight in progress. A few men, wearing the uniform of a
brass band, grapple with a man, try to snatch his money from him. They speak to each
other in rustic Italian.
Brass 1 You grab the wallet, take it…
Brass 2 Hold his hands, hold his hands.
They try holding his hands. The man, almost down to the cobbles of the lane,
tries to slither out of their grasp.
This is Jordan.
Brass 1 Got it?
Brass 2 Not yet. Hold.
Jordan swings his arms violently, tries to stand, slips.
Brass 3 (loud) Don’t let him go. Pin the bastard down.
Jordan hits, is hit as the scruffy fist fight goes on for a while. They grab him
again. Suddenly, Jordan screams and steps up desperate energy. He hits, pushes and
gets out of the grasp of his slightly surprised opponents. And runs down the lane. The
band members are stupefied for a moment, then –
Brass 3 Mother fucker…
Brass 1 Catch him…
They run after him.
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Jordan runs down the lanes, turns some corners.
{1 min}

Sc # 2 Day, Exteriors
Verona Street
Busy metropolitan street.
The sign on a traffic signal turns to ‘Don’t Walk’.
Everyone stops. Jordan emerges through them, walks up.
He walks across the street. Cars honk.

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Sc # 3 Day, Int / Exteriors
Bus on City Street
Jordan enters a bus. His breath is up.
Some people turn to look. He is dishevelled. He wipes some grime, some
blood off his face as he walks to the front seat.
He sits, tries to even his breath. Some Asians sitting behind him look at him in
recognition.
The bus is moving forward. From the wind-shield, a building wrap is seen
approaching. It is a huge banner that reads – ‘Jordan Live’, The ‘Wings on Fire’ tour.
A fat old lady, sitting behind Jordan looks at it.
There is the picture of Jordan in performance on the banner.
The lady looks towards Jordan in intrigue.
Jordan is checking his jaw, which seems to be cut. He notices the hoarding.
It is a huge picture of his face in performance.
He looks away, checks his bruised knuckles.
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{1/2 min}
Sc # 4 Evening, Exteriors
Arena Bus Stop
Bus approaches the arena stop. It is quite vacant by now. The crowd has gone
inside, live music is heard being played inside the arena.
Jordan gets off, walks to the security barricade. Three Italian girls sight him
and scream. They run after him.
The security stops Jordan at the barricade. Jordan pushes at them.
A couple of volunteers run and tell them off.
Jordan kicks off the barricade in some restlessness and clambers over it.
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Approaching Montage
One of the volunteers snatches the walkie from another as he paces up with
Jordan towards the stadium. He begins to speak into the walkie even as the other
volunteer tries to disentangle from the walkie wires.
Volunteer (In Italian) Jordan walking in, Jordan walking to the stadium. Send
security to the East Gate…
The Italian girls are stopped at the barricade. Giordano, Giordano, they
scream.
Jordan walks towards the gate, security men run in and align with him. Some
people standing around try to click pictures, call his name.
Volunteer (In Italian) Gate 17, Jordan walking in through gate 17.
Jordan walks through the entrance gate that we have seen earlier.
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Volunteer (In Italian) Jordan crossing Gate 17.
Inside the arena, Jordan walks through the tunnel with a formation of security.
Haaa, haaa, he screams to open his throat for performance. He stretches his fingers
and moves his wrist as he prepares.
Volunteer (In Italian) Jordan walking the tunnel… Jordan approaching the
backstage…
People moving in are held back by security as Jordan’s entourage crosses
them. Suddenly, Jordan stops and turns to steps leading up on his right.
Volunteer (In Italian) Change of plan… Jordan entering through audience gate…
N66…
The volunteers and a security guard rush after him.
Volunteer (In Italian) Change of plan… Jordan entering audience gate N66…
Send security to N 66…
Jordan parts the curtain of the gate and runs up.
The crowd parts and a path is made as the entourage passes through. New
security guards have joined. Jordan strides towards the stage, checking his shirt which
is torn from the elbow.
The stadium is full now. A faint, hollow cheer of the stadium crowd is heard –
Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, Jordan.
Some senior organizers rush up to Jordan in massive relief as he comes to the
stage. Jordan cuts past them, climbs up the stage.
Volunteer Jordan on stage. Jordan on stage.
The drummer and bass guitarist heave a sigh of relief as they see Jordan.
Jordan walks to the depth of the stage. The other musicians taking final positions.
A girl guitar technician rushes to Jordan with his guitar. Sound engineers are
hooking mikes to him.
Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, the crowd is growing louder. Music is building
up on the stage.
Jordan stands backing the audience, getting ready. He is making sounds,
screaming, clearing his voice. The crowd begins to scream more.
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A mike rises from the floor of the stage. The music is building up.
Jordan turns to the crowd.
Manic screaming.
Jordan walks to the front, music builds up.
The mike, Jordan coming to it.
He reaches the mike, is about to start singing.
{1 min}
/3 ½ mins/
Song # 1
Janardan, seven years back, starts to sing the song. He has a guitar in his hand.
He is nervous. He is standing under a tree in the college campus. Some other students
and a judge are around. This is an audition for a Platinum Music talent drive.
Titles begin.
A dozen other situations. Janardan / Jordan is singing. Various points of time
in his life. Dramatically different settings. Singing sometimes in performance,
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sometimes alone. He appears different in the various situations. His attitude varies. He
is seen in a serious concert performance in a European opera house, playing in a
guitar shop in Delhi, playing in a Delhi ‘Jaagran’, at a studio recording, in a college
canteen, at a town square in a western country, then to prostitutes in a Bombay
brothel. This montage is an indication of the journey of seven years in his life.
This is a song of the travelling soul. With sparse acoustic arrangement. I see a
lot of things around me, the words say. I have felt a lot of strange things. I have a lot
to say, but words keeps spoiling it. Words destroy what I have to say.
One of the situations is at the Lado Sarai bus stop. It is afternoon. Janardan is
singing the song on the guitar, coming close to the bus stop. Regular people at the bus
stop, waiting for the bus, are turning to him, looking at him in intrigue. After a while,
two constables are seen walking up from behind him.
{3 ½ mins}
/7 mins/
Sc # 5 Day, Exteriors
Lado Sarai Bus Stop
Janardan’s face as he is slapped by one of the constables. The song ends.
Constable 1 (OC) Hero banna hai shriman…? Hain…?
Janardan is zapped.
Constable 1 Cinema chal raha hai yahan…?
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