Hello, everyone. We’re now launching into a new subject, scene construction and what makes a great scene. As you know I try and provide information that you wouldn’t normally hear in a normal screenwriting class, screenwriting workshop or screenwriting course. There just isn’t enough time.
What immediately came to mind when I thought of this topic was ‘Inglourious Basterds,’ written and directed by Quentin Tarantino. There are a bunch of scenes in this movie that are just amazing, and I thought we could analyze one of them in particular to see just why it works so well.
This is the opening scene of the movie, a scene that no one can ever forget once experienced. It breaks many rules that the pundits are always laying in concrete – one, that a scene should rarely be more than 2-3 pages, the other that you want to avoid monologues at all costs. This particular scene is 12 pages long! Well, we’ve already spoken a great deal about monologues, but let’s now think about scene length and what merits a scene that is longer than 2-3 pages.
As the movie opens, Colonel Hans Landa (played by Chiristopher Waltz) the incredible villain of our piece, is in Nazi occupied France. He visits a milk farmer to make sure he’s not harboring any Jews. Here’s the first part of the scene:
The farmer offers the S.S. colonel a seat at the family’s wooden dinner table. The Nazi officer accepts the French farmer’s offer and lowers himself into the chair, placing his gray S.S. cap on the table and keeping his black attaché case on the floor by his feet.
The farmer (perfect host) turns to his wife and says:
PERRIER
Charlotte, would you be so good as to get the
Colonel some wine?
COL. LANDA
Merci beaucoup, Monsieur LaPadite, but no wine.
This being a dairy farm, one would be safe in
assuming you have milk?
CHARLOTTE
Oui.
COL. LANDA
Then milk is what I prefer.
CHARLOTTE
Very well.
The mother of three takes a carafe of milk out of the icebox
and pours a tall glass of the fresh white liquid for the colonel.
The S.S. colonel takes a long drink from the glass, then puts it down LOUDLY on the wooden table.
COL. LANDA
Monsieur, to both your family and your cows I
say: Bravo.
PERRIER
Merci.
COL. LANDA
Please, join me at your table.
PERRIER
Very well.
The French farmer sits at his wooden dinner table across from
the Nazi.
The women remain standing.
Col. Landa leans forward and says to the farmer in a low tone of confidentiality:
COL. LANDA
Monsieur LaPadite, what we have to discuss
would be better discussed in private. You’ll
notice, I left my men outdoors. If it wouldn’t
offend them, could you ask your lovely ladies
to step outside?
PERRIER
You are right.
PERRIER
(to his women)
Charlotte, would you take the girls outside.
The Colonel and I need to have a few words.
The farmer’s wife follows her husband’s orders and gathers her
daughters, taking them outside, closing the door behind them.
The two men are alone at the farmer’s dinner table, in the farmer’s humble home.
COL. LANDA
Monsieur LaPadite, I regret to inform you I’ve
exhausted the extent of my French. To continue
to speak it so inadequately would only serve to
embarrass me. However, I’ve been led
to believe you speak English quite well?
PERRIER
Oui.
COL. LANDA
Well, it just so happens, I do as well. This
being your house, I ask your permission to
switch to English for the remainder of the
conversation.
PERRIER
By all means.
They now speak ENGLISH:
COL. LANDA
Monsieur LaPadite, while I’m very familiar with
you and your family, I have no way of knowing
if you are familiar with who I am. Are you aware
of my existence?
The farmer answers:
PERRIER
Yes.
COL. LANDA
This is good. Are you aware of the job I’ve
been ordered to carry out in France?
PERRIER
Yes.
The colonel drinks more milk.
COL. LANDA
Please tell me what you’ve heard?
PERRIER
I’ve heard the Führer has put you in charge of
rounding up the Jews left in France who are
either hiding or passing for gentile.
The S.S. colonel smiles.
COL. LANDA
The Führer couldn’t have said it better
himself.
PERRIER
But the meaning of your visit, pleasant though
it is, is mysterious to me. The Germans looked through my house nine months ago for hiding Jews and found nothing.
COL. LANDA
I’m aware of that. I read the report on this
area. But like any enterprise,
when under new management, there’s always a
slight duplication of efforts. Most of it being
a complete waste of time, but it needs to be
done nevertheless.
I just have a few questions, Monsieur LaPadite.
If you can assist me with answers, my
department can close the file on your family.
Taking his black leather attaché case and placing it on the table, he takes out a folder from inside. He also extracts an expensive black fountain pen from his uniform’s front pocket. Opening the folder and referring to it:
COL. LANDA
Now, before the occupation there were four
Jewish families in this area, all dairy farmers
like yourself: the Loveitts, the Doleracs, the Rollins,
and the Dreyfuses, is that correct?
PERRIER
To my knowledge those were the Jewish families
among the dairy farmers.
Herr Colonel, would it disturb you if
I smoked my pipe?
Looking up from his papers:
COL. LANDA
Please, Monsieur LaPadite, it is your house.
Make yourself comfortable.
The farmer gets up from the table, goes to a shelf over the
fireplace, and removes from it a WOODEN BOX that contains all the fixings to his pipe. He sits back down at the table with his Nazi guest.
As the farmer loads the bowl of his pipe with tobacco, sets a match to it, and begins slowly puffing, making it red hot, the S.S. colonel studies the papers in front of him.
COL. LANDA
Now, according to these papers, all
the Jewish families in this area have been
accounted for—except the Dreyfuses. Somewhere in
the last year it would appear they have
vanished. Which leads me to the conclusion
that they’ve either made good their escape
or someone is very successful hiding them.
(looking up fro his papers, across
the table at the farmer)
What have you heard about the Dreyfuses,
Monsieur LaPadite?
PERRIER
Only rumors—
COL. LANDA
—I love rumors! Facts can be so misleading, where
rumors, true or false, are often revealing. So,
Monsieur LaPadite, what rumors have you heard
Regarding the Dreyfuses?
The farmer looks at Landa.
COL. LANDA
Speak freely, Monsieur LaPadite, I want to hear
what the rumors are, not who told them to you.
The farmer puffs thoroughly on his pipe.
PERRIER
Again, this is just a rumor—but we
heard the Dreyfuses had made their way into Spain.
COL. LANDA
So the rumors you’ve heard have been of escape?
PERRIER
Yes.
COL. LANDA
Were the LaPadites and the Dreyfuses friendly?
As the farmer answers this question, the CAMERA LOWERS behind his chair, to the floor, past the floor, to a small area underneath the floorboards, revealing:
FIVE HUMAN BEINGS
lying horizontally underneath the farmer’s floorboards. These human beings are the DREYFUSES, who have lived lying down underneath the dairy farmer’s house for the past year. But one couldn’t call what the Dreyfuses have done for the last year living. This family has done the only thing they could—hide from an occupying army that wishes to exterminate them.
PERRIER
We were families in the same community, in the
same business. I wouldn’t say
we were friends, but members of the same
community. We had common interests.
The S.S. colonel takes in this answer, seems to accept it, then moves to the next question.
We’ll stop at this point. Let’s see what we can learn from this scene so far. The first thing you’ll notice is that it has tension. The vile Jew Hunter is there to find and kill Jews. And yet Colonel Landa is played with great sophistication, humor and even warmth. He’s a contradiction of sorts and every great character has contradictory aspects to his personality. His manners are excellent, he is extremely polite and thoroughly enjoys his job. He takes great joy in hearing about rumors. It’s almost childlike. He likes to drink milk, which is a symbol of innocence. So we have a very unusual Jew Hunter. (Waltz won many awards for his portrayal, including an Academy award, I believe).
The next thing you’ll notice is that the scene is not rushed through by any means. Both characters take their time, ask for milk, ask if they can smoke a pipe, which only builds the tension. Once you have set up a scene with great potential tension, you should definitely milk it (excuse the pun here). Squeeze out the emotion and suspense for all it’s worth.
Now, we discover in the middle of the scene that the Farmer is indeed hiding something. The Dreyfuss family is in fact hiding right under the floorboards. So now everything takes on a new meaning. How can the Farmer remain so calm? When will Landa – or will he – discover this? We amp up the stakes tremendously. We the audience know something that the villain does not (but clearly suspects). We are then at the edge of our seats, asking ourselves that question. This is a wonderful way to build suspense. We know something the protagonist or villain does not and we are then in tremendous suspense wondering if it will be found out. Hitchcock uses this device in many of his movies.
So, always have conflict in your scenes – then the dialogue will come easily. Milk scenes that have great conflict and suspense. Get as much suspense as you can out of the scene. Don’t rush through it. And of course, play against the stereotype – i.e. Landa.
We’ll continue with the rest of the scene next week. That’s some suspense, too, is it not? Now, you have to wait as well.
Until then – KEEP WRITING!