Conred – Drama/Comedy Short Film (2018)

Conred – Drama/Comedy Short Film (2018)


(Narrator offscre)
Once upon a time, there lived an ordinary boy; his name was Conrad. Actually, it’s Conred.
And I’ll take over from here narrator. Yes, my name is Conred and I promise you,
it confuses me more than it does you. You see, this all started when I was six year- -My name is Ashley,
and that’s the common spelling of the name. Conred’s been slacking ever sine he got back from his mission trip. He’s supposed to be filling out applications for college. (Conred)
What are you doing? That’s just my older sister,
we’ll ignore her for now. This, as you may or may not know, is a phone book. It contains 76 different people
named Conrad but none Conred, which furthers my confusion
as to where my name even comes from. (Conred’s Mom offscreen)
Conred, why is Ashley telling me
you’re reading the phone book? (Conred sighs) (Walks across room) You would think I could just ask my mother
and she would tell me, but watch this. Hello dearest mother, do you by chance know where my name comes from? Well, greatest son of all time, maybe if you fill it out
on enough college applications, the answer will magically appear to you. Well then, attempt number 792 failed. (Keyboard clicking) I just never understand how,
when I was younger everyone would screw my name. I mean, I would tell them it was Conrad with an E, but they would think it was Conrad
with a silent E at the end. I actually think my dad is the one who named me,
as my mom has no clue where even came up with the name. I tried Googling Conred and the first result I got was the National Coordination
Disaster Relief of Guatemala, (Keyboard Clicking) which is disappointing in and of itself. Not because of the National Coordination
Disaster Relief for Guatemala, I’m sure they do fine work, just mainly because it didn’t lend me any results,
just more questions. (Keyboard clicking) You know, the more I think about it,
I think Dad may have named you. You know what, I’ve been suspecting the same thing. If only he were alive to just tell you, then maybe you would actually
start filling out some college applications. You know what we could do to solve this conundrum? Montage? Montage! (Construction noises) (Offscreen Conred) It still needs to be done
on this side and this side, and maybe right- (Offscreen Ashley)
What do you mean right there? (Conred and Ashley argue unintelligably.)
(Construction noises get louder) What does it all mean? I have no idea. (Conred yelling offscreen)
Mom, where’s Dad’s old stuff at? (Yelling)
It should be in those boxes, why? (Conred, yelling offscreen)
Thanks. (Exhales) (In a normal tone of voice)
“Thanks” doesn’t really answer my question. (Yelling)
Shouldn’t you be filling out those College appli- (Rustling) Uh, none of this looks like Dad’s stuff. Well, waht exactly are we looking for? Something that says “the reason for my son’s name”. (Scoffs) If we find something like that,
then I’ll give you five bucks! (Rustling continues) Found it! Shut up! Find anything yet? Shoo fly, don’t bother me. (Conred’s Dad) I never really was
into the whole College thing myself. How is an 18 year old kid supposed to know
what to do with his life at this age? If it were up to me, I would join the Peace Corps. But, I know my parents
really want me to get that degree. If only, if only. Holy cowzeronni!
Guess what I just found out! Buzz buzz, buzz buzz. Cut out the cheesy humor. Turns out Dad didn’t even want to go to college. Oh really? Yep. He didn’t think there was much
of a point in going to college if you’re not really sure
what you’re going to be doing with your life. Sounds just like him. Did you know that he wanted to join the Peace Corps? But, then again that requires working for the government, so… And your point is? I’m thinking about doing missionary work,
or whatever I’m supposed to be doing. Well that’s alright by me as long as you’re not
spending your life in the garage goofing off. (♪) Why are you putting that up? Did you finally find out what your name means? (♪) It doesn’t really matter what my name means,
as no one else has it. Which gives me the pleasure and burden of defining it. For now on, I’ll be Conrad the missionary. (♪) Or whatever God calls me to be. Captions provided by See What I’m Saying
www.seewhatimsaying.net (♪)

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