WW2 end, US Army buried hundreds of Jeeps, Harley's. Decades later, a newspaper asks officer to return. Can he find the site? He cannot. No records of this exist. Decades later, Harley's roam across Dartmoor.
Type:
TV Pilot
Status:
For sale
Page Count:
26pp
Genre:
Comedy
Budget:
Independent
Age Rating:
Everyone
Based On:
Short story by Rin Shears
Synopsis/Details
A Devon paper asks a US Army officer to return. Can he find the vast US Army depot buried there? He cannot. 35 years later, Harleys can be heard throbbing across the Moor's desolate regions on summer nights. No records of this depot exist. Above insert in Script Rev screenplay not even written, used to tempt prospects. 35 years palter Pine Forrest's gone. Industrial site complete. Large housing site in progress. Dual carriageway. The other main road is straight, and the old familiar bend is gone. He did carve Emily-wife's name in 'Bessy' fallen Oaktree. In May 1945. The sergeant in charge digs a gapping hole drops in hole hundreds of Harley's Jeeps, crates of spares. Before they are buried, Fred, a local farmboy, gets in the depot, with rope hauls out 2 Harleys-drives and stores on the remote barn on the father's farm. A German bomber gets hit over Plymouth dockyard crashes into the farm boy's home, all killed. Decades later, retired moorland folk complain noisy motorbike throbs away on summer nights night. Eventually, the county sheriff is involved. Irish police sergeant drives a Triumph Thunderbird, he knows there are no WW2 Harley's anywhere, and he sees not one but two who are ghosts. Rod-other man, an African American burying the stores, is killed when Bulldozer sprung a leak. He thumbs a lift one night. Fred takes Rod to the barn, both having a ball on the moors, driving Devon's constabulary wild. Ghosts turn off lights when chased. Don't stop at halt sigens. Ignore all road signs. Someone is poaching Salmon illegally. Many Police cars chase one night believing they'd corned them only to find hundreds of Harley owners in old quarry having their reunion. So the ghosts can return. Another adventure, perhaps Rod takes them to his hometown? My eldest son was the roofing contractor on the housing site. Knew the JCB driver, who was always digging up tyres, stacks of metal, and wood. Told him to keep quiet in case of work stops to find stuff. Harley's worth fortune now. An American asks Fred to drop him off at the Graveyard, where he strolls through the high surrounding wall, waving, he promises to return. He's returning to Newtown, USA, his home. It has a 'Back to the Future.' Feel.
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The Writer: Ron Shears

He was born in 1935 in Kent, England grew up in Bomb Alley during WW2. He served a 5-year apprenticeship as a Compositor Typographer. Met Patricia, an Art Student at age 17, married in 1957. They have a daughter, two son's eight grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren. He left a print after 11 years to start a roof tiling and slating business, eventually employing 52 trade's men. Nine years later, lost a fortune to bad debts when oil price increased 400% in four days. Builders large and small went broke, taking him with them. Some years later, he migrated to Australia. Broke, did building site laboring work to support the family., started writing to keep sane, never showed anyone for… Go to bio
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