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(Draft 1 - script for children' animation)
Three Mice and a Pizza
THE HAWK - EXT. DALY STREET OUTSIDE - MORNING
Bright rays of morning sunlight light the sky over Daly
Street. Beautiful old trees and old houses are seen below. A
large hawk is majestically soaring in circles in the warm air
above. As the view of the hawk nears we see his cold
intensity and power as he scans the ground far below for
prey. Far below are three tiny dot like mice: Snidely (taller
skinny bossy mouse), Orville (grossly overweight mouse) and
Tickle (tiny fur ball white mouse). The three mice are
attempting to push an old hamburger container towards the
house. A few scraps of food are inside the container which is
labeled "Happy Burger". They are near an old Elizabethan
style house with a large unique appearing oak tree and swing
in the back yard. The hawk dives rapidly towards his prey.
SNIDELY
(With purpose -in a gruff
voice)
Common guys! Just a few more
seconds and we'll be inside! Then
it will be time to feast!
ORVILLE
(Raspy voice)
I can hardly wait to eat!
TICKLE
(Squeaky)
We musta lugged this thing a whole
block!
Suddenly the small shadow of a hawk passes over Snidely and
he glances up with a start as the piercing shriek of the hawk
rings out. Snidely's eyes widen in fear.
SNIDELY
(Panicked)
Run for your lives guys! It's our
worst nightmare!
Snidely and Tickle race towards a large crack in the nearby
house foundation. Orville frantically tries to push the
hamburger container towards the house. Snidely and Tickle
reach the opening on the side of the house and turn back to
shout encouragement to Orville
SNIDELY AND TICKLE
(Shouting)
Run, Orville, Run!
ORVILLE
(Still pushing the
hamburger container as
fast as he can)
Just a few more seconds and we can
have lunch!!
The shriek of the hawk rings out.
SNIDELY
(Screaming)
Just a few more seconds and you
will be lunch!!
ORVILLE
(Still pushing the
container)
Just a few more seconds...
SNIDELY
(Alarmed)
No Orville! Run!
The shriek of the hawk rings out nearby.
TICKLE
(Screaming while backing
inside the hole)
Orville!
SNIDELY
(Also screaming while
backing inside the hole)
Orville!
The shriek of the hawk rings out. From the viewpoint inside
the hole Orville is seen only a few inches away on the
outside. Suddenly massive talons close shut on Orville and he
is gone.
SNIDELY (CONT'D)
(Screaming in despair)
Orville! Oh no Orville!
CUT TO:
(CONT'D)
WHAT'S FOR LUNCH? - INT. JANSEN HOME MOUSE HOLE - KITCHEN -
MORNING
Snidely awakens from his dream in a start and sits up on his
bed (a pincushion).
SNIDELY
(Still half asleep -
frantically shouting)
Orville! Orville!
Orville is startled awake by Snidely's shouting and rolls off
his matchbox bed landing roughly on the mouse hole floor.
They are inside their mouse hole in the corner of the Jansen
kitchen.
ORVILLE
(Groggy)
Snidely! What's going on?!!
SNIDELY
(More awake)
Orville! You are all right! Where
is Tickle?!
TICKLE
(Groggily poking his head
out of the steel thimble
he has been sleeping in.)
Over here Snidely.
SNIDELY
(Relieved)
I guess I was just having a
nightmare...
Rays of morning sunshine begin to beam through the mouse
hole.
SNIDELY (CONT'D)
(More focused and bossy)
All right! Everybody up! It's
Thursday morning now and we got a
lot to think about.
TICKLE
(In wonder)
We do??!
ORVILLE
(Skeptical and Confused)
Are you sure??
SNIDELY
Darn right...I'm thinking about
food, and how we are going to get
it.
ORVILLE
(Eyes glazing over
lovingly)
Fooood!
TICKLE
(In ancipation)
Are we gonna raid the garbage can
again??
SNIDELY
Not even close, Tickle. You gotta
think big. And I'm thinking big.
TICKLE
(Eyes widen)
Big? But you're only 4 inches
tall!?
SNIDELY
(Paces back and forth
acting out the characters
in his story)
Never mind! Every second Thursday
afternoon at precisely 4:00 PM
Davey comes home from his Boy
Scouts meeting. He always carries a
box half full of left over pizza
with him. Every time he does the
same thing. He heats up the box in
the microwave. He eats one piece
only. Then he shouts "Mom, I'm
home, I'm going upstairs to play
video games". Then he throws the
warm pizza box on the kitchen floor
and leaves.
The three mice peer out of the opening of their hole in the
corner of the kitchen.
TICKLE
(Sudden comprehension)
Ohhh! So that's when we raid the
garbage can!
SNIDELY
(Exasperated )
No Tickle... That's when we go for
the pizza!
ORVILLE
(Dreamily)
Pizza!!...Cheese..Pepporoni...Mush
oom...Anchovies.....
TICKLE
But...
ORVILLE
(cont'd)
Bacon ...Tomato Sauce..Dough Ball
TICKLE
(Worried. Pointing out the
mouse hole into the
kitchen)
But Snidely, You said Davey always
throws the pizza box way over
there!
HE LOOKS TOWARD THE DISTANT AREA OF DISTANT KITCHEN FLOOR
WHERE PIZZA WILL BE.
SNIDELY
LOOKS TOWARD THE SAME SPOT
Yah. So?!
TICKLE
HE LOOKS A LITTLE TO THE SIDE WHERE WELLINGTON SLEEPS (FAT
ORANGE TABBY CAT)
It's so very far away!! And what
about Wellington?
Wellington the cat is snoring soundly in his cat basket on
the distant kitchen floor. He is overweight. His cat basket
is labeled with gold adhesive letters spelling his name.
(CONT'D)
SNIDELY
(Dismissive O.S.)
Wellington?!! Oh don't worry about
him. He couldn't catch a mouse if
his life depended on it. Unless you
run right into his mouth and shout
"swallow" you'll be fine.
Wellington gulps in his sleep smiling.
TICKLE
(Worried)
I sure hope you're right!
ORVILLE
(cont'd dreamily)
...Double cheese, crunchy crust,
green peppers, oregano
SNIDELY
Just look at that lazy cat sleep. I
wonder what he is dreaming about?
WELLINGTON'S DREAM - INT. BUCKINGHAM PALACE PARLOUR - MORNING
Wellington, his hair coiffed and fluffy, is lying on his back
comfortably perched on Queen Elizabeth's lap. The queen is
obviously smitten by the animal and speaks as she gently
feeds him "Royal Cat Treats" from a crystal jar.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Philip, where on earth did we find
such a marvelous creature as this??
WELLINGTON
(Chuckles self
indulgently)
Oh Madame, you are too kind...
QUEEN ELIZABETH
(Feeds Wellington another
cat treat.)
Philip, ring the footmen and tell
them we will sell all of those
wretched Corgies at once. We need
to spend all of our time with this
delightful fellow.
She loving pets Wellington and he purrs self indulgently.
PRINCE PHILLIP
(Voice O.S.)
Right away dear...
BELL TINKLING. (REPEATS AND REPEATS)
CUT TO:
WELLINGTON AWAKENS -INT. JANSEN HOME KITCHEN - MORNING
Wellington, still lying half asleep in his cat basket opens
one eye. a gentle summer breeze, blowing through the cat door
is ringing the little gold cat bell around his neck. the bell
appears to be shiny and new
WELLINGTON
(YAWNS)
That confounded bell...how i detest
that wretched contraption.
Wellington gets up slowly and stretches with his bottom up
and forearms forward. He walks through the cat door to the
back yard patio.
KAT Z - ARRIVES - EXT. JANSEN HOME SIDE ALLEY WAY - MORNING
Wellington walks out into the sun lit backyard of the Jansen
house. The garden is beautiful and butterflies and
hummingbirds feed amongst the flowers near the oak tree and
swing.
WELLINGTON
(Takes in a deep breath
and pompously
rhapsodizes)
Ah...The idyllic majesty of
nature's creations.
The sound of a metal trash can cover falling to the ground
gets Wellington's attention. He peers into the shadowy alley
way beside the Jansen house. He sees a long row of steel
garbage cans against the side of the house.
SFX: INTRO BARS OF HIP HOP TUNE WITH BASE AND DRUM BEGIN.
Suddenly Kat-z jumps up on the lid of the far garbage can.
A beam of sunlight catches the gold of his bling chain collar
and the reflection flashes the jazzy gold "K" tag on the
bottom. His cool shaved hair-do epitomizes hip hop cool.
He suddenly leaps to the next garbage can lid as the three
sexy Kit-Z Kitties jump up to the garbage lid behind him.
As they gradually jump forward along the garbage can lids
they sing their hip hop tune:
******Lyric**********:
KAT-Z
WHAT'S MY NAME!
KIT-Z KITTIES
KAT-Z!!!
KAT-Z
WHAT'S MY NAME!
KIT-Z KITTIES
KAT-Z!!
KAT-Z
WELL THE KITTIES IN THE HOOD
STARTED FEELING PRETTY GOOD WHEN
THE K-CAT COMES THEIR WAY. WELL IT
AIN'T CAT NIP GONNA LIVEN UP THEIR
TRIP SO THE TOM CATS TRIED TO PLAY.
SO A BIG OLD KITTY SINGS A DOG DO
DITTY BOUT CAT HOUSE IN LA. BUT THE
K AIN'T GROOVING AND HE JUST KEEPS
MOVING. AND THEN HE TURNS BACK TO
SAY...
Kat-z's sharp shiny claws spring out as he sweeps his right
forearm down in hip hop style to emphasize his lyric.
KAT-
(With harmony from Kit-Z
Kitties)
SCRATCH ONE!!!!
KAT-Z
WELL THE MICE START SCATTERING AND
BIRDS START CHATTERING WHEN KAT-Z
COMES TO TOWN. BUT TWO YOUNG PUPS
TRIED TO MIX IT UP, AND TAKE THE K
CAT DOWN. WELL THE FUR WAS FLYING
AND THE DOGS WERE CRYING WHEN THE K
CLAWS START TO DANCE. SO LONG PUPS,
CAUSE YOUR TIME IS UP AND YOU'LL
NEVER GET ANOTHER CHANCE...
Kat-z's sharp shiny claws spring out again as he sweeps his
right then left forearms down in hip hop style to emphasize
his lyric.
KAT-Z (CONT'D)
(With harmony from Kit-Z
Kitties)
SCRATCH ONE!! SCRATCH TWO!!
KAT-Z (CONT'D)
(Singing alone as he
catapults off the last
garbage can lid to land
near Wellington)
SCRATCH ONE!! SCRATCH TWO!! SCRATCH
THREE!!
KIT-Z KITTIES
KAT-Z!!!
********END LYRIC***************