Radio News Feature Script
(Intro cue)Opening with radio show intro: Your listening to 103.4 SUN FM’s 6 o’clock news feature with your host, Matthew Tulip.
Controversy has risen over the issue of UK citizen voter IDs, a scheme which has been implemented by the current government as being part of combating electoral fraud; however, critics of the plan have argued that the scheme would only disenfranchise voters and suppress turnout. They object that the elderly, migrant communities, asylum seekers and disadvantaged people would have a much harder time voting if they could not verify themselves with any form of valid identification.
One such voter who fits in the disenfranchised category is 76-year-old Peter White, who says of the scheme, “This is a nonsense scheme,” adding that he’s angry because he doesn’t believe in carrying voter ID. “Having the vote is a basic human right in a democracy, and this is supposed to be a democracy”, is how he put it. He says that he will now choose not to vote because of the scheme.
A group of 40 charities this past March demanded that the plan be rethinked, as the Electoral Commission shows that only 28 allegations were made from last year’s vote, with only one conviction made. This is out of the near 45 million votes casted in that election.
You have to imagine going forward that this isn’t such a good idea, given that people like Peter White are becoming disenfranchised and are now choosing not to vote because of this. And he’s just one of many, I’m sure there are more seniors, more migrants, more asylum seekers and disadvantaged people unable to vote because of this. So something must be done.
(Outro cue)Close with radio show outro: You’ve been listening the 6 o’clock news feature with Matthew Tulip. 103.4 SUN FM.
Radio Script Drama Play
1 EXT. BEACH. DAY
SFX:Wind blows strongly and waves crash on the shores of a beach. Seagulls can be heard as children laugh and a crowd of conversations occur in the background. An ice cream trucks siren can be heard among all the commotion, and all seems calm and peaceful, the waters washing in and out. But then the sound of an atomic bomb, cutting through the atmosphere, ringing the ocean water and freezing the wind for a split second. Shrieks, gasps and screams can be heard as people begin to panic. The nuclear warheads sound echoes and encroaches closer and closer on the listener’s ear, until the sound blends into that of a radio screeching out of tune, station-less.
2 INT. DARK ROOM. NIGHT
(Morse code then takes over as the broadcast begins to fade out, and then we are left with the beats of Morse code. The signal eventually dies out.)
Morse Code translated: "I can't believe they've actually done it. Not long left. They were warned, but they just had to keep pushing the boundaries. The noise. I can't take the noise anymore. And the light, dear God! The Universe is slowly unraveling around us. I'm not going to wait for death. I have a pistol in the attic."
SFX: The radio broadcast ends with a fuzz. A new voice, that of a soft-spoken yet gruff elderly man, enters the atmosphere.
Music:A sad violin comes into play.
Narrator:The cars are on fire and there are no more drivers fit for the wheel. The land is filled with over a hundred thousand lonely suicides. And a dark cloud has fallen overhead. It is here, on an old stretched roadway that the children of the country live in the company of themselves, by themselves. Two boys sit side by side, legs-crossed, both slopped up against an overturned vehicle on the highway. A makeshift tent has been made from old cloth draped lazily overhead from the top of the vehicle to the side railing of the highway road. Rain falls and pierces the thin cloth, filtering through and dripping to the floor with the lightest of touch.
(sad violin music has died by now, all we hear now are the characters and rainfall)
SFX:Gentle yet heavy rainfall can be felt upon the ear in the background, encompassing the atmosphere, as we get into the dialogue of our characters.
Tyler:Michael?
Michael:Yes, Tyler?
Tyler:I’m hungry.
Michael:Yeah, me too. Should we find something to eat?
Tyler:Yes, please.
Narrator: Both Michael and Tyler get up and exit their little den, fastening up their little raincoats and making their way out into the bleak daylight with grey skies.
SFX:The sound of rain fades ever so slightly behind out character’s dialogue, with their marching feet making step sounds.
Tyler: You think that we’ll find any vans with food on the highway?
Michael:Aye, we should do. Road’s littered with them. But they might’ve already been taken. But we’ll che-
SFX:Sound of a flare gun going off up into the sky and exploding like a firework, cuts off Michael.
(a high strung violin comes back into play in shock with the shot of the flare)
Narrator:Michael and Tyler freezes to a standstill as they watch the flare go up and out in the air, their small eyes tracing it back down to the ground until they catch a group of bigger boys standing stretched across on top of an overturned truck, armed with an assortment of melee weapons. One stands above the rest in a bright red hoodie, a cricket bat in hand, with a masked man flocked behind him to his side. The man in the center speaks first to his masked friend.
(violin continues to string along in the background behind the character dialogue)
Kieran:Hey, Tom?
Tom: Yeah, Kieran?
Kieran:They look delicious don’t they?
Tom:They sure do!
(the violin comes to a violent end)
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