Here’s a script draft to get us started:
Title: Justice Trampled
INT. COURTHOUSE - DAY
The grand marble halls echo with silence. Sunlight fades through tall windows, casting long shadows. In the center lies LADY JUSTICE — blindfolded, holding her scales and sword beaten and disgraced.
SFX: Distant thunder rumbles.
Suddenly, the heavy doors creak open. A dark tide floods in — SILHOUETTES of HOUSE REPRESENTATIVES, their faces obscured by shadows, march forward in lockstep.
SFX: Boots thudding — steady, oppressive.
They surround Lady Justice, towering over her. One REPRESENTATIVE steps forward, smirking. He raises his polished shoe...
REPRESENTATIVE:
(soft, cold)
Balance is inconvenient.
The shoe comes down. CRACK — the scale clatters to the ground, its chains snapping.
Lady Justice grips her sword, trembling. She raises it, but hands seize her arms. The Representatives pull her down, forcing her to her knees.
REPRESENTATIVE 2:
Justice bends... or breaks.
They trample her. Marble dust rises as boots stomp. The blindfold frays. The sword slips from her grasp and skids across the floor.
Close-up: The SCALE lies shattered. The SWORD, out of reach. The BLINDFOLD torn and blood-streaked.
The Representatives stand victorious. They file out, their shadows retreating into darkness.
CAMERA PUSHES IN on Lady Justice — bruised, broken, but still breathing. Her fingers curl into fists.*
LADY JUSTICE:
(whisper)
Truth… endures.
Her eyes open beneath the tattered blindfold — fierce, unyielding.
FADE TO BLACK, Lady Justice stands in a grand courthouse scene surrounded by shadowy figures of representatives. Draped in a flowing gown with a sword and broken scales. Shadows loom over as the representatives encircle her. Light breaks through tall windows, creating a powerful atmosphere. Expression of defiance and resilience in a moment of oppression
