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Trailer for "Sometimes You Have To Break The Rules"

We see a shot of girls in white dresses standing on stage in what appears to be an Eagles Hall or a high school gymnasium.

Voice-over: Tracy Pollock was.. not your typical teen beauty pageant contestant.

She steps to the microphone.
Tracy: My personal hero? I would have to say either Rosa Parks or Joey Ramone.
We see the judges scowl and write something down on their index cards.

Voice-over: She always felt... a little out of step.

We see her on stage with a placard visible down right that says "Talent Competition." She is demonstrating how to clean a fish, gutting a large bass with a bowie knife.
Tracy: Sometimes an ordinary-size entrail bucket just won't do!
Foley of a sickening splat as she drops a large handful of fish guts into the pail. We see the judges staring in shocked horror.

Voice-over: A little out of place.
Cut to: the car ride home. Tracy sits in the back seat. Her mother is driving and her little sister is in the passenger's seat.
Tracy's Mom: Well, you blew that. I hope Bass-Masters offers a scholarship for girls, because otherwise Miss Teen Middle-of-Nowhere was our last shot at paying for your college education.

Voice-over: But Tracy was about to learn...
An "alternative rock" song starts to play. It has lyrics about being young and independent and free and stuff. We see Tracy standing by her locker. Three preppily dressed girls walk behind her, laughing, and shout 'Hey, Bass-Master!' Tracy looks mortified. She is wearing librarian glasses.

Voice-over: ...That sometimes...
Back-lit slow-mo on a group of sexy "alternative" girls in roller derby outfits, skating towards the camera. Loud guitars underscore.

Voice-over: ...You Have To Break The Rules.
Rollergirl Rita is shown punching an opposing team-member in the face and knocking her down.
Rollergirl Rita: Wooo!
She is subsequently cold-cocked by another skater and falls on her ass.

Tracy watches from the stands, transfixed.
Tracy: Wow.
She pushes her glasses up on her nose.

Music out. A model suburban home. Mom and Dad sit on the couch. Mom is knitting a toaster cozy.
Tracy: I've, uh, signed up for an after-school program to help aid the plight of underprivileged children in the Antarctic. They need hats.
Tracy's Mom: Well, that will sound impressive on your transcript!
Tracy's Dad: We always hoped you might one day do something that didn't shame us. We're so proud. Our little girl is growing up. (He puffs his pipe and grins.)

We see Tracy putting on roller skates. Then we see her skating among hanging sides of beef in a meat-packing plant. It is clearly part of a training montage. Somewhere, an acoustic guitar begins to play. Shot of Tracy falling down.
Tracy: Damnit!

Shot of the dressing room at the roller rink:
Rollergirl "The Director of the Film, who cast herself in her own movie": Hey, Princess. What makes you think you have what it takes to be a Derby Girl?
Rollergirl Moxie: Lay off, Rollergirl 'The Director of the Film.' She's new. She'll learn.
Tracy: I-I'm not going to let you down. I want to be a badass. Like you.
Rollergirl "The Director of the Film, who cast herself in her own movie": Ha! Perhaps one day you will. But first there will be a hazing process, after which we will bond. I'm older than you, and I know things. Plus, I wrote all your dialogue. I am the puppet master!
Tracy: Wow. You're so pretty. (She pushes her glasses up on her nose.)

The roller rink. A huge crowd has gathered. Over the loud-speaker, the announcer asks if they are ready to rock. They are.
Announcer: Please welcome our newest rollergirl sensation, skating in her first match with The Empower Surges: Give it up for Daisy Mayhem!
The crowd cheers as Tracy takes the rink.
Rollergirl Moxie: They love you, kid. Don't screw up.
Cut to locker room. Tracy is holding a beefsteak over her eye socket.
Rollergirl "The Director of the Film, who cast herself in her own movie": Everybody remembers their first shiner, kid. Just wait till you lose your first tooth! (She smiles, revealing a gold front tooth.)
Tracy: What'll I tell my parents?

Sudden music out. Cut to model suburban home. Tracy's Mom and Dad are sitting on the couch, staring at her black eye in disbelief.
Tracy's Dad: Math class? How are they teaching math these days? With hammers?
Tracy: Math is hard!

Mid-tempo alternative ballad starts playing.
Shot of Bad-Boy in his car. He has shoulder-length blonde surfer hair and a winning smile. His window is rolled down and his elbow is resting on the door.
Bad Boy: Hi, Tracy.
Tracy: H-h-hi!
Bad Boy McGee: My name is Bad Boy McGee. I'm bad.
Tracy: Huh-huh-how bad are you?
Bad Boy McGee: Real bad. I've done bad stuff. I've got regrets.
Tracy: You? Regrets?
Bad Boy McGee: And demons. Demons and regrets.
Tracy: Oh, my. You seem tortured, and damaged, yet somehow salvageable.
Bad Boy: Do you want to come to a popular local all-ages club this Friday and see my band play?

Tracy is staring from the audience as he plays bass. It is punk rock. The song is entitled "Love Tampon." It is oddly catchy. Tracy no longer wears glasses.
Tracy, in voice-over: He fills me with an odd tingling sensation that I have never gotten from doing math homework or competing in beauty pageants.

A model suburban home.
Tracy's Mom: This is the secret you've been hiding from us? Roller derby? That makes no sense.
Tracy: Mom, it's my dream! It's always been my dream!
Tracy's Mom: While you live under my roof, you live under my rules!
Tracy's Dad:...

The garage, late at night.
Tracy's Dad, handing her a pair of new roller skates: Don't tell your Mom. She doesn't see the value in following your dream, but I do. Also, the value in learning how to throw a punch while skating around a track.
Tracy: I'll make you proud, Dad.
Tracy's Dad: You already have, pumpkin.

Voice-over: There comes a time in everybody's life...
Shot of Tracy taking a punch to the stomach on the rink. Cut to a shot of her lying on the ground, rising to her skates with a look of fierce determination on her face. Her mascara is running.
Announcer: And facing off in the final round of this year's greater Middle-of-Nowhere winner-take-all no-holds-barred Derby Demolition, defending Champions the Auntie Maims, and making their first appearance here at the finals...
Voice-over: Where you've got to reach deep down into your heart..
We see the Empower Surges lineup looking up, looking ready for battle.
Announcer:... the Empower Surges!!...

Voice-over: ...and find out...
Bad-boy McGee and Tracy are standing nose to nose, speaking softly:
Bad Boy McGee: I've never met anyone like you, Tracy.

Voice-over: What it is you're really made of.
Tracy, to Bad Boy: Yeah, neither have I.

Roller-rink.
Crowd: May-hem! May-hem!
Rollergirl "The Director of the Film, who cast herself in her own movie:" Go get 'em, girl! You're one of us, now.
Cut to Tracy skating on an empty suburban street, backlit by the morning sun. She raises her hands to the heavens.

Voice-over: Coming to theaters October 10th.

Posted by flamingbanjo at October 2, 2009 12:02 AM