Russell & Jameela It's My Shout: Short Films from Wales

LOUD MUSIC PLAYING IN BACKGROUND

Two households.

Both alike in poverty, in adequate Abercarn where we lay our scene.

From quarrel over the fence's legality,

Where civil dispute make civil people meet.

From forth the pernickety loins of these two foes

A pair of star-crossed lovers take a chance,

Bringing family and friends to blows

All for the thrill of just one sultry dance.

Did you see Russell and Jameela making eyes at each other earlier?

-Oh, my God, they're defo hooking up.

-They're not today.

-Didn't you see Jameela's dad drag her out earlier?

-No! When?

Half hour ago? He don't get on with Russ's family. There's bad blood.

-Something will end up happening, it always does.

-Yeah.

Damn signal.

Wait. What's that in the window?

Oh, man!

It's like the password reset e-mail when you can't get in

your Netflix account.

And Jameela is the tablet.

She's the glory of the web in human form!

Russell? Russell?

Where you at, Russell?

Tell your father he's a clown and I'll tell mine he's a fool.

God...

You're so fit.

Should I tell her I'm here?

Seems a bit dodge hiding in a bush like this.

It's that stupid fence's fault.

I mean, why didn't Dad just put up the same fence?

-I'd scale a million fences to get to you.

-Russell!

Why are you here?

If my Dad catches you... You know what he's like.

I don't care about dads or stupid fences.

Wire mesh might be able to cage chickens but it can't hold back love.

Yeah, but if he finds you he'll...

If you didn't heart me back, I'd rather he found me.

To go on without you on my arm

would be more pain than a billion beatdowns.

So you're saying you like me, then?

Like...like, like me?

More than anything.

If I could like you on Facebook I'd like you with one of those

massive thumbs you use in the chat.

But even that wouldn't be big enough to show you how

big my like for you is.

Look, I know what you think.

I just don't throw it about for anyone, you know.

You're not just anyone to me.

I'd go a million nights without relief

for just one kiss from those lips.

Ah. OK. Quick, climb up!

Two young lovers up on cloud nine.

Feeling the stars in the skies have aligned. Unaware that...

HE SNIFFS ..someone is sniffing around

with the intent of bringing them crashing back to the ground.

CLOCK TICKS

You're still on that silly video site?

The hours you waste on that thing.

If she's not down here in two minutes, I'll be going up there and bringing her down myself.

Really, Arjun? She's 16.

You have to allow her a bit of freedom.

One minute 30 and counting.

Don't you think it was a bit harsh, you dragging her out there like that?

That family, they're not right!

The house is pink. Pink!

The rest of the street manages to stay within the accepted colour schemes.

-Does it really matter?

-And as for that malarkey with the fence...

-It was our workers that damaged it.

-It's a shared fence.

If that boy had not chipped the pebbledash with his football,

we would not have needed scaffolding

and the fence wouldn't have been damaged.

Actions have consequences!

It's been over a month now

and they haven't offered any financial recompense.

-He's just a boy. He was just playing.

-No! No!

No girl of mine is going to be gallivanting around with

the offspring of a man with such a flimsy grasp of property law!

I shall make sure of that.

What are we going to do?

I mean, I want everyone to know we're together.

My dad will never let us.

I've got an idea.

Jameela? What are you doing? Your mother's prepared food.

I'm coming now!

Quick! You need to go.

What's the plan?

You've got until the count of three, girl.

-One...

-I'll message you.

-I yearn for that message.

-Two...

Three!

Come on, girl, we haven't got all bloody day.

LOUD MUSIC

-Where have you been?

-The only place I ever want to be.

-I've been with Jameela.

-Oh, I see what's going on here.

Look, I haven't got any signal. I need you to message her for me.

Tell her to update her privacy settings on Facebook.

That way we can make it official.

I'm sorry, you forgot the bit where I died

and come back as your love secretary.

Fine.

What you think you're doing, Russ?

I just saw you crawling from my cousin's back.

-What business have you go there?

-My business is no business of yours.

Is there a problem here, ladies?

Your mate has been slithering out of cousin's back

like some sneaking dog.

Oh, come on, who cares? It's only a party.

Look, I don't want any trouble, ta.

I know we've had beef but that's in the past.

I've got nothing but love for you.

Have you suffered some serious head trauma or something?

I'll deal with this clown.

Right, Tahir, why don't we have a quick selfie?

It'll be proof that the beating you're about to receive isn't what made you so ugly.

My phone!

BOYS LAUGH

-Is it OK?

-No, the screen's broke.

What are you lookin' at?

Dwayne's been filming this the whole time.

The video's up on Twitter, and YouTube and Facebook.

It's everywhere.

He's dead.

Socially speaking.

So you like to post videos online, eh? Why stop there?

Everyone, film this.

After this, you, me, or the both of us,

we'll both be fodder for the trolls.

Let's see what my followers think you deserve.

'Draw on his face.'

I haven't got a pen.

-'Put chilli on his nose.'

-Chilli? Why would I have chilli?

I don't carry condiments around in my pockets, I'm not a fat, hairy biker chef.

'Seriously, come on, internet.'

-'Give him a wedgie.'

-Are you serious?

Tickle him?

-That's stupid.

-Why's it stupid, Tahir? Why is it stupid? Tell me.

-'Go on. Tell me, Go on.

-No, please, stop. Stop it.

-'Why's it stupid?

-No, please, stop.

-What are you hiding, Tahir?'

Go on, share it over the internet.

Really?

LAUGHTER

Share it.

PEOPLE LAUGH AND CLAP

-RUSSELL:

-Share it far and wide.

Russell, why? Dad will never let us be together now.

Russell. Jameela will see this.

She'll see what you've done to her cousin.

The party's over, guys. Go home.

I'm such a clown.

What's he done, our poor young Russ?

He didn't want a fight or cause a ruckus.

But trouble keeps brewing stronger and stronger.

Will his relationship last much longer?

PHONE RINGS

# Oh

# Oh... #

Jameela! I have to explain.

# Oh-ho

# This gentry's got me thinking, I'm surviving I'm not living

# I'm not looking for direction, just forgetting all perfection

# Feeling love and strong connection but my sight's got me telling this

# Forever's never ending, forever's never ending with you-ooo

# With you-ooo

# With you-ooo

# With you-ooo... #

What are you doing, Dad?

Just shutting out the light for you, darling.

You look a bit tired. Why don't you have a little lie down?

# I wait my time, I wait my time, wait my time, wait my time... #

TEXT ALERT

# You'll be mine, you'll be mine, you'll be mine, you'll be mine

# I wait my time, wait my time, wait my time, wait my time

# You'll be mine, you'll be mine, you'll be mine... #

A glooming peace this afternoon with it brings.

Teenagers, for sorrow, will not show their face.

Friends and enemies will talk of these sad things.

Some shall cry, some will laugh at their disgrace.

For never has an adaptation caused such a bustle

As this of Jameela and her poor Russell.

# I'll wait my time, wait my time, wait my time, wait my time

# You'll be mine, you'll be mine, you'll be mine, you'll be mine

# I'll wait my time, wait my time, wait my time, wait my time... #

-'Seriously? Come on, internet.

-Give him a wedgie!

-'Are you serious?

-Tickle him?

-'That's stupid.

-Why is it stupid, Tahir?

'Come on. Why's it stupid? Tell me. Go on.

'What are you hiding, Tahir? Share with the internet.

'Ho-ho! Really?'