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THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT
a puppet play in many parts

Season 03, Episode 06

By Thomas Typewriter
(c) 2020

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FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom center of the screen, the following text scrolls upward: “03-06”. It moves up the center of the frame eventually exiting the top center of the frame.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN IN THE UNDECORATED SPACE

FRAMING SHOT OF THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE

THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE fills the frame, its curtains illuminated by stage-lights set to a dim flicker. They brighten as the sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING drifts from somewhere out of sight.

TRANSITION FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS IN TOWARDS THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE. IT CONTINUES TO PAN INWARD, FOCUSING IN ON THE MID-STAGE AREA, UNTIL THE MID-STAGE CURTAINS FILL THE FRAME.

MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The curtains open and the stage lights turn on with a sound like A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING ON, revealing….

MID-STAGE: EXT. THE MANY FACETS JEWELRY STORE

The Many Facets is a jewelry store built into a tall stone building in the side of a strip mall. The edges of the neighboring shops, Bigger Burrito and Bromide Books, can be seen on either side of Many Facets. Two giant planters, filled with husks of out of season bluestem grass, decorate the sidewalk in front of The Many Facets. Large glass doors sit center-stage under the store’s neon sign. Spinning diamond displays sit in each window.

FOX-SHIRT TEEN, a teen wearing a shirt with a fox face on the back and carrying a knapsack, enters stage-right. He steps towards one of the Many Facets windows and lowers his knapsack to the ground.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS UPWARD. IT GLIDES UP AND OVER THE MID-STAGE SETS TO THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS. CONTINUING UPWARD, IT MOVES TO THE HIGH-STAGE AT THE TOP OF THE CLOUD OF CURTAINS. THE CAMERA STOPS WHEN PROPERLY FRAMING HIGH-STAGE.

HIGH-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The Narrator’s Door opens and Y-Mouse emerges. He sits on the edge of the Narrator’s ledge.

CUT TO CS OF Y-MOUSE LOOKING INTO THE CAMERA, TALKING TO THE AUDIENCE.

Y-MOUSE
“Pouring myself a tall glass of water this morning, a question occurred to me. Is the water aware of the pitcher? Does the content notice the container?”

CUT BACK

A HELPING HAND comes up from the bottom of the frame. He carries a button attached to a set of wires, which trail down and off-screen. Y-Mouse leans over and presses the button. The stage curtains part and the stage-lights turn on with the sound of A COMPUTER BOOTING ON revealing…

HIGH-STAGE: ROOM 304 ON THE MEDICALSHIP THE FLUTE, DAYTIME

A juxtaposition of stark surfaces and baroque trimwork, Room 304 is divided into four sections by three Medi-pods. Each Medi-pod is an ovoid large enough to house a person with a series of three red blinking lights on top, three round ports along the midline, and three extrusion covered wheels on bottom. Between the stage-left side and the first Medi-pod, is a curving window allowing full view of the spinning star fields outside the ship. Between the first and second Medi-pod is a bathroom door. Between the second and third Medi-pod is the room’s entrance door. Between the third Medi-pod and the stage-right side sits a large vid-screen wall, currently off and opaque. The Helping Hand lowers down, taking the button off-stage. It returns bringing a small tray up to Y-Mouse. On the small tray sits a remote control and a bottle of Suttungr Soda. Y-Mouse takes the tray and sets it to the side.

Y-MOUSE
“Thanks.”

The Helping Hand gives a thankful gesture then retreats from view. Y-Mouse sits down on the edge of the Narrator’s platform, dangling his feet over the edge. He picks up the soda and slowly sips it. He savors the taste, the scene. On the third Medi-pod one of the red blinking lights turns a solid green.

Y-MOUSE
(looking into the camera) “Looks like the guests of honor will be arriving soon.”

Y-Mouse presses a button on the remote. The stage-lights dim to off accompanied by the sound of A COMPUTER TURNING OFF IN SLOW-MOTION while the video screen wall starts to slowly brighten.

TRANSITION FROM HIGH-STAGE TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS DOWNWARDS. IT PANS DOWN ALONG THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS, OVER THE TOP OF THE MID-STAGE SETS, AND FINALLY RESTING WHEN FRAMING THE MID-STAGE STAGE.

MID-STAGE: EXT. THE MANY FACETS JEWELRY STORE STORE, DAYTIME

Standing in front of one of the windows is FOX-SHIRT TEEN. He is busy taping a flyer to the window of the Many Facets. He finishes and exits stage-left. From off-stage, we hear the sound of TIRES ON THE ASPHALT as a car pulls into a parking spot. THE CAR ENGINE TURNS OFF. TWO CAR DOORS OPEN AND CLOSE IN SUCCESSION. FOOTSTEPS APPROACH. OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE and THOMAS TYPEWRITER enter Stage-right. They walk over to the door.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Yeah, they’re really good.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“I remember when I first heard Not The Last Junkie.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(opening door) “When was that?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(Entering the store) “Q101, working late on some project for art school…”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Yeah, me too…(drifts off as the flyer in the window catches his attention)

He pauses. The door closes with Ophidia inside and Thomas outside. He kneels down and reads the flyer. The door reopens and Ophidia steps out.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“You coming in?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Oh, yeah. Sorry. Got distracted by this flyer.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“No, that’s okay. What is it for.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I thought it was for some band, but it’s for some theatre needing help? (scans flyer) The Discount. Ever hear of it?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Sure. I saw Pinocchio there back in eighth grade.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Any good, the theatre I mean?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“There’s a reason it is called the Discount.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Oh.”

They enter The Many Facets. The doors shut and the stage goes quiet. A butterfly enters from stage-left flying across the stage towards stage-right. Once it exits, the Mid-stage stage-lights turn off with the sound of A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING OFF. The curtains close.

FADE OUT

From the Desk of Thomas Typewriter: The Great Works Project: Season Three, Episode Five script

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter, Puppet play, scripts, The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT
a puppet play in many parts

Season 03, Episode 05

By Thomas Typewriter
(c) 2020

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FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom center of the screen, the following text scrolls upward: “03-05”. It moves up the center of the frame eventually exiting the top center of the frame.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN IN THE UNDECORATED SPACE

The unroom fades into view as the thin lamps at the end of each row of the carpet squares flick on. It is a vast space centered around a wooden disk. Rows of grey carpet squares spread out from the central disk. THE OUTER ONE sits on one of the carpet squares. The TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE is already on the wooden disc when the unroom fades into view. Unseen lamps are already on illuminating it from somewhere above.

POV OF THE OUTER ONE LOOKING AT THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

The sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING flows out from The Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE

PAN IN FROM POV TOWARDS THE TYPEWRITER PUPPET STAGE.

TRANSITION FROM TYPEWRITER PUPPET STAGE TO MID-STAGE

PAN CONTINUES, MOVING IN TOWARDS THE MID-STAGE AREA UNTIL THE MID-STAGE IS PROPERLY FRAMED.

MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The curtains part revealing an unlit stage. It is fully set up and decorated for the following scene just without the stage lights on.

MID-STAGE: INT. OPERAHOUSE BASEMENT BATHROOM, DAYTIME

A door on stage-left opens and THOMAS TYPEWRITER enters. Light spills in from the open door. He fumbles for the light switch. Finally finding it, he flips the light switch, turning on the stage lights. They flip on with the sound of A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING ON. Thomas looks around. A shower stands off to one side, a toilet sits center, and a sink near the door. A large mirror and vanity line the wall over the sink and toilet. A nautical theme decorates the bathroom. Thomas shuts the door behind him. He walks over to the toilet and URINATES. He finishes, shakes off the last drops, then FLUSHES THE TOILET. Walking over to the sink, he washes his hands and then dries them. Thomas is looking through the vanity. He pulls out a bottle of lotion. Applying a generous dose to his hands, he rubs it in.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(sniffing hands) “Lavender. Nice.”

Thomas attempts to leave, but he can not. His hands slide over the doorknob.

INSERT CS OF THOMAS’ HANDS UNABLE TO TURN THE DOORKNOB DUE TO THE AMOUNT OF LOTION ON HIS SKIN.

He tries again and fails. He tries a third time.

THE CAMERA TILTS DOWNWARD SLIGHTLY IN SUCH A WAY AS TO REPRESENT POV OF THE OUTER ONE LOOKING AT THEIR HANDS.

The Outer One’s left hand looks normal, but the right hand has the fingers looking like glowing blue mathematics. The abstraction is spreading.

THE CAMERA TILTS BACK AND MID-STAGE HAS RETURNED FROM THE INSERT.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Nuts, I used too much lotion.”

He sits on the toilet.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Well, looks like I am stuck in here.(looking around) Anything to read?”

Thomas looks around the room. He picks up a bottle of shampoo. He reads the ingredients. He flips it over and reads the other side. He flips it once more.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I’ve already read this. Didn’t care for it the first time. Okay Professor, what else do you recommend to read. The Epic Odes of the Conditioner bottle maybe.”

Thomas picks up the bottle of conditioner. He reads both sides and then sets it down.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Well, I’ve read all the literature a locked bathroom has to offer, now what.”

He looks around the room. Pauses. Sighs.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Guess it’s come to that.

Thomas enters the shower. He closes the curtain.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“11…10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…”

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM THE MID-STAGE TO THE WRITER’S ROOM

FADE IN

INT. THE WRITER’S ROOM, DAYTIME

The Writer’s Room appears differently than in previous episodes. Now it appears as a long conference table in a tall conference room. Beautiful wood paneling, in warm shades, cover the walls.
At the stage-left head of the table sits Y-Mouse. Down each side of the table sit the other ALPHABET MICE. On the far side of the table, facing the audience, from stage-left to stage-right sit Z-MOUSE, NUMERAL-MOUSE, A-MOUSE, B-MOUSE, C-MOUSE, D-MOUSE, E-MOUSE, F-MOUSE, G-MOUSE, H-MOUSE, I-MOUSE, J-MOUSE, and lastly K-MOUSE. Sitting on the opposite side, with backs to the audience, from stage-left to stage-right sits X-MOUSE, W-MOUSE, V-MOUSE, U-MOUSE, T-MOUSE, S-MOUSE, R-MOUSE, Q-MOUSE, P-MOUSE, O-MOUSE, N-MOUSE, M-MOUSE, and L-MOUSE.

Z # A B C D E F G H I J K
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X W V U T S R Q P O N M L

They all have a cup of coffee on the desk next to them except S-Mouse, T-Mouse, E-Mouse, and W-Mouse. S-Mouse has cans of sodas. T-Mouse has a pitcher of tea. E-Mouse has a carton of eggnog. W-Mouse has a case of water bottles.

Y-MOUSE
(standing) “Okay everyone, unanswered questions or plot holes. Go.”

A-MOUSE
(stands) “What about that lost astronaut from the commercial?”

Y-MOUSE
“Exactly. What did he do when he crawled onto the broken Carro. What else?”

B-MOUSE
“Where is the Inner-Space Man taking Biff and Rockey? And why?”

M-MOUSE
(stands) “What about Musica and Musidora? Are they mad about the Carro being lost? Do they blame Lucido and Cedar.”

O-MOUSE
“And are they in trouble for losing the ship?”

F-MOUSE
“And what caused that storm?”

Everyone murmurs.

Y-MOUSE
“Great questions, let me get those written down.”

Y-Mouse is busy typing down all the notes, when from stage-right comes a KNOCK KNOCK.

K-MOUSE
“Who is it?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(from off-stage) “Thomas.”

ALL THE ALPHABET MICE EXCEPT Y-MOUSE AND Z-MOUSE
“Thomas!”

K-MOUSE
“Come on in”

Thomas Typewriter enters wearing a pizza delivery outfit. He is carrying a stack of little pizzas and a pile of napkins.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Do you have time for a break? I brought pizzas.”

Y-MOUSE
“We could take a pizza break.”

Thomas kneels and hands out the pizzas. When done, he sits cross-legged by stage-right end of the table.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“You redecorated.”

Y-MOUSE
“We hired a firm from Mall X.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Looks good. So, how’s everyone doing?”

He takes a slice of pizza. He eats it as he listens to everyone’s answer.

D-MOUSE
“Good.”

R-MOUSE
“Really good.”

M-MOUSE
“Would you like a soda, coffee, or tea?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Soda, please.”

S-MOUSE
(stands) “Silver Apple, Acorn, or Dragon Heart?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Can always use some more wisdom. Acorn please.”

S-Mouse tosses a can of soda to Thomas. Thomas catches it. The Alphabet Mice start to pass the pizza and napkins out.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Thanks.”

Thomas tries awkwardly to open the small can of soda. His hands are too large to get a grip on the pop tab. He gives up and sets the can to the side.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(to self) “Guess I’ll be saving that for later.”

He wipes his face with a napkin.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“So, what have you guys been up to? Biff and Rockey, maybe.”

Y-MOUSE
“Compiling loose ends. Stray sub-plots. Once that’s done, maybe Biff and Rockey.”

Thomas frowns.

Y-MOUSE
“Why the long face.”

Thomas sighs and adjusts his sitting position.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I was just hoping for a break in my writer’s block.

The Alphabet Mice exchanged glances. Thomas notices this and decides to move on.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Forget I asked, I’ve just had a lot on my mind.”

Y-MOUSE
“What’s been on your mind. What troubles Thomas Typewriter?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I asked Ophidia to marry me.”

Everyone congratulates him.

I-MOUSE
“That sounds like good news. How is that bad?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“It’s a big step and I have no future. I am a failure as a screenwriter”

Y-MOUSE
“Now now, none of that.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“No, it’s true. No one wants my scripts. They’re not marketable, not mainstream…too weird, just like me. I don’t know guys, maybe I am just not meant to be successful.”

G-MOUSE
“I don’t know about that.”

Y-MOUSE
“We (gestures to all the Alphabet Mice) don’t believe that, you shouldn’t either.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
to G-Mouse) “Thank you.” (to the group) “My agent called me today. He told me the studios let the options on my scripts expire. He’s going to let me go also. No agent. No work. No prospects. What am I supposed to do.”

Y-MOUSE
“Do not mistake the income of the artist for the quality of the art. Nothing we do will last forever. Eventually everything we create will disappear. The mountain wears down, the ceramic cracks. The only thing we truly have for sure are the individual moments of our lives and what we fill those moments with. Fill them with kindness, with attentiveness, with expressions of love for not only family and friends but also yourself, with laughter, with forgiveness, with life.”

The other Alphabet Mice agree.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(from off-stage) “Thomas. Thomas where are you?.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Sounds like I am needed elsewhere. Thanks for listening.”

Y-MOUSE
“No problem. We’ll percolate it up if we make nay progress on Biff and Rockey.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Thanks.”

All the Alphabet Mice wave goodbye to Thomas as he exits stage-right.

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM THE WRITER’S ROOM TO MID-STAGE

FADE IN

MID-STAGE: INT. OPERAHOUSE’S BASEMENT BATHROOM, DAYTIME

The bathroom sits empty.

OPHIDIA
(off-stage, stage left) “Thomas, you in there?”

A KNOCK KNOCK on the bathroom door then it opens. Ophidia enters and looks around. She looks in the shower but does not see any one. She comes out, looks around circularly, then sits down on the toilet.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Where could he be?”

The shower curtain opens and Thomas sticks his head out.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“You were looking for me.”

Ophidia SCREAMS, surprised by Thomas’ sudden appearance. Thomas exits the shower and hugs Ophidia

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Where have you been?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I was in the shower.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“But, I looked in there. Where were you.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Don’t know how you missed me.” (changing subject) “You hungry? Up for some lunch?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Sure.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Could we pick out the ring first. I have a place in mind and it won’t take long.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Sure.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Ladies first.”

Ophidia stands and exits stage-left through the bathroom door. Thomas steps out of the shower and follows her. He turns off the lights at the light switch by the door. The stage lights turn off with the sound like A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING OFF. The only light is what flows through the open bathroom door silhouetting Thomas. He closes the door. The Mid-stage curtains close

FADE OUT

The Great Works Project: Season Three, Episode Four script by Thomas Typewriter

scripts, The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

Season 03, Episode 04

By Thomas Typewriter

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FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “03-04”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN IN THE UNDECORATED SPACE

The unroom, and by extension the screen, sits dark. A soft light turns on in the unroom Not.Seven. A few of the details regarding the unroom become visible: the wooden disc in the center of the room, the rows of grey carpet arranged around the disc, and the thin spindly lamps at the end of the carpet rows.

THE CAMERA IS CURRENTLY AT THE POV OF AN OUTER ONE SITTING ON A CARPET SQUARE LOOKING AT THE WOODEN DISC.

THE CAMERA LOOKS DOWN.

A hand comes into view. It is the hand of THE OUTER ONE. This will be same hand that suffered a papercut from the scriptbook in a previous episode. The ends of the fingers are not fully there anymore. Bits of flesh are missing, replaced by glowing text and numbers. The whole hand glitches. The Outer One rotates their hand examining the changes. The sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING drifts in from off-frame.

THE CAMERA LOOKS UP.

The wooden disc sits empty and dim. Unseen lamps over the disc flip on. The TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE suddenly appears in the light.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

PAN IN FROM THE OUTER ONE’S POV TOWARDS THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

TRANSITION FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE TO THE MID-STAGE

CONTINUE TO PAN IN ON THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE, SPECIFICALLY THE MID-STAGE AREA. THE CAMERA WILL CONTINUE TO ZERO IN ON THE MID-STAGE UNTIL PROPERLY FRAMING THE MID-STAGE.

MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The curtains of Mid-stage part. As they open, the Mid-stage’s stage-lights turn on with the sound of A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING ON revealing…

MID-STAGE: EXT. OPERAHOUSE FRONT PORCH, DAYTIME

A wooden front porch runs along the width of the stage. A front door sits to the stage-right side. A canoe sits in the rafters of the porch near the stage-left side. Various planters, all empty, sit on the rails. An outdoor thermometer can be seen next to the door. It reads 31 degrees Fahrenheit.
THOMAS TYPEWRITER kneels on one knee in front of OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE. They are near the door. He holds up a small jewelry box.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Are you proposing to me?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Yes, and before you answer let me say that your prospects with me don’t look good. Every studio has turned down my scripts, I really have no other job skills, and I will soon be completely broke. I strongly suspect something is broken inside me, something that you or me lack the skills to fix. I am at an utter loss.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Really. That’s your sales pitch. Marry me, my life is horrible. Am I the lifesaver for the drowning man in this scenario.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Among other things.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“And you thought I’d fall for that.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I really didn’t think that far. I just sat in my apartment after the studios dropped my script options and was thinking about what I had lost, and I was more scared that the most interesting, intelligent, thoughtful, sexy person would, could, be out of my life. (pauses) I love you, I need you, please marry me.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(leans over and kisses him on the top of his head) “Of course, I’ll marry you, you weirdo.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“AWESOME!”

He puts away the jewelry box, stands, then embraces Ophidia. She breaks away to ask a question.

OPHIDIA OPERHOUSE
“Let me see the ring?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“What ring?”

OPHIDIA OPERHOUSE
“The engagement ring. The one in that box?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I don’t have a ring. The jewlery box was for dramatic effect.”

OPHIDIA OPERHOUSE
“Will there be a ring in the future.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Maybe. Probably.”

They kiss.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE

THE CAMERA TRANSITIONS FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE. IT PANS UPWARD PAST THE TOP OF THE SETS OF MID-STAGE, ALONG THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS THAT LINES THE BACK OF THE STAGE, UP TO THE HIGH-STAGE. THE CAMERA ENDS ITS PAN FRAMING THE HIGH-STAGE.

HIGH-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The Narrator’s Door opens. Out walks Y-MOUSE, ice pack held to head with one hand, glass of water in the other. He puts down the glass and ice pack. Searching his pockets he finds a packet of medicine. He tears it open and pours the contents into the glass.

CUT TO EXTREME CLOSE SHOT OF THE GLASS Y-MOUSE BROUGHT OUT.

Two effervescing tablets fall in. The tablets bubble as they slowly sink to the bottom.

CUT BACK

Y-Mouse picks up the glass, giving it a swirl before drinking it. He then reaches for the ice bag, lifting it to his head. He takes a sip. The bubbles tickle his nose and he grimaces. He turns to the camera as if to say something, pauses, then changes his mind. Turning, Y-Mouse exits through the narrator’s door. It closes. The High-Stage curtains part. The High-stage lights turn on with the sound of A COMPUTER TURNING ON revealing…

HIGH-STAGE: INT. ROOM 302 ON THE MEDICALSHIP THE FLUTE, DAYTIME

A stark room of space-age plastic accented by baroque woodwork. Three Medi-pods are distributed evenly across the room. Two smooth metallic doors sit between the pods. One door is the entrance door to room 302, the other is the door for the bathroom. A large curving window sits to stage-left running up and out of sight. Outside the window, a starscape tumbles by. On the other side of the room, stage-right, stands a vid-screen wall. PANACIA THERAPUETAE enters the room, Medical Maestro device tucked under her arm. She walks over to the furthest Medi-pod, removes the Medical Maestro’s stylus and presses it against the Medi-pod.

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
“Maestro, status update please.”

The Medical Maestro’s display lights up.

CUT TO CS OF MEDICAL MAESTRO SCREEN

The top left corner of the display contains three lines of text.

PATIENT: Cedar Cornelius Waxwings
ADMITTED: 1 day ago
CONDITION: Stable

The rest of the display contains a thick line outline of Cedar. The left side of his face and chest blink bright red representing his injured areas. His left arm blinks a dark red.

CUT BACK

Panacia walks over to the next Medi-pod. She touches the stylus to its side.

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
“Maestro, status update please.”

The Medical Maestro’s display lights up.

CUT TO CS OF MEDICAL MAESTRO SCREEN

The top left corner of the display contains three lines of text.

PATIENT: CARRO SHIP-TELLIGENCE BRAINBOX
ADMITTED: 1 day ago
CONDITION: Stable

The rest of the display contains a thick line outline of Carro’s rectangular brainbox. Circles of bright red blink across the outline

CUT BACK

Panacia walks over to the last Medi-pod. She touches the stylus to its side.

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
“Maestro, status update please.”

The Medical Maestro’s display lights up.

CUT TO CS OF MEDICAL MAESTRO SCREEN

The top left corner of the display contains three lines of text.

PATIENT: Lucido Cinnabar Obsidian
ADMITTED: 1 day ago
CONDITION: Stable

The rest of the display contains a thick line outline of Lucido. His legs blink dark red.

CUT BACK

A panel on the wall starts to blink while Panacia reads the last status report on the Medical Maestro. A soft BEEP BEEP can be heard. She looks up and notices the blinking panel. Panacia walks over to the blinking panel. She touches it with the stylus from her Medical Maestro. The other end of the Medical Maestro she places against her head, much like a phone.

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
“Maestro, answer call please. Hello. Oh hi Dad. Yeah they’re stable. Their injuries were pretty critical but the Medi-pods will be able to handle most of it. It will just take awhile. Sure. Sure. Okay. We’ll need to set up appointments with Iasa soon. Maybe in one week, but could be three or four.”

In the entry door we see ELDER GRIM walking past. He is wheeling an old man, MINTHRIL MUSTACHE, in a wheelchair. Panacia notices them

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
“Bubblegum! Those lollypopping kids of death are here. Dad, I’ve got to go.”

She puts the Medical Maestro in her pocket and chases out the door.

PANACIA THERAPUETAE
(off-camera) “Hey leave him along. Get! Get out of here!”

A few moments pass and then we see Panacia wheeling Minthril Mustache back down the hallway.
The lights turn off with the sound of A COMPUTER TURNING OFF and the High-stage curtains close.

TRANSITION FROM HIGH-STAGE TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS DOWNWARD FROM HIGH-STAGE TO THE CLOUD OF CURTAINS BELOW. IT CONTINUES FOLLOWING THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS DOWN TO THE TOP OF THE MID-STAGE SETS. GLIDING OVER THE TOPS FO THE SETS IT FINALLY SETTLES PROPERLY WHEN FRAMING MID-STAGE.

MID-STAGE: OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE’S BEDROOM

The view is of an overhead shot on Ophidia’s bed. Her two nightstands can be seen on either side of the bed. One has a lamp and alarm clock. The other has various stuffed animals. In the bed lay OPHIDA OPERAHOUSE and THOMAS TYPEWRITER in embrace. Ophidia is sleeping peacefully. Thomas is not. He looks up at the camera and stares, unable to relax and sleep. He stares up at the camera.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “What have I done?”

Ophidia moves in her sleep rolling over and putting her arm around Thomas. He looks down at her, puts his arm over hers. The tension in his face drains away.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “Maybe the best thing possible.”

The stage-lights turn off with the sound of A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING OFF. The Mid-stage Curtains close.

FADE OUT

The Great Works Project: Season Three, Episode Three script

scripts, The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

Season 03, Episode 03

By Thomas Typewriter

===========<:type:>===========

FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “03-03”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. THE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN

The unroom Not.Seven fades into view. A large room of an indefinable undiscernible size. A large wooden disc sits on the floor near what could be the center. Radiating out in waves from the wooden disc are rows of grey carpet squares. Spindly tall metallic lamps, with cords snaking off into the distance, stand at the ends of the rows. The lamps cast a soft light across the wooden disc and carpet squares, but not much else of the unroom. THE OUTER ONE sits on one of the carpet squares looking at a paper cut on one of their hands.

POV OF THE OUTER ONE

CUT TO CS OF THE PAPER CUT

The tip of the finger with paper cut is a translucent blue. Abstract text in a different shade of blue can be seen gliding over the changed area. A change, a glitching, appears to be spreading out from the paper cut. The Outer One stares at the paper cut for a few moments before the sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING drift in from outside their focus.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE

THE CAMERA TILTS BACK, RETURNING THE OUTER ONE’S POV GAZE TO THE WOODEN DISC.

The wooden disc sits empty. Unseen lamps over the disc turn on and the TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE appears in the center of the wooden disc.

TRANSITION FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE TO THE MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS INWARDS TOWARDS THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE’S MID-STAGE AREA. IT MOVES IN TILL THE MID-STAGE’S CURTAINS FILL THE FRAME.

The Mid-Stage curtains open. Surprisingly the stage lights are already on.

MID-STAGE: DISHEVELED AND DAMAGED

THOMAS TYPEWRITER and a HELPING HAND stand center stage, surrounded by broken sets and scattered props. Thomas is trying to sweep up the mess into a dustpan held by the Helping Hand. He turns and looks at the camera.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(sweeping the floor) “Give us a moment to tidy this up will you.”

The curtains close and the sound of the stage being CLEANED AND RESTAGED can be heard. The curtains reopen, with the stage lights off. Once the curtains have fully opened, the stage-lights turn on with THE CLICK OF A LIGHT SWITCH TURNING ON revealing…..

MID-STAGE: EXT. OPERAHOUSE’S FRONT PORCH, DAYTIME

A wooden front porch runs across the width of the stage. A storm door sits off to the stage-right. A canoe sits in the rafters of the porch near the stage-left side. Various planters, all empty, sit on the hand rails. An outdoor thermometer can be seen next to the storm door. It currently reads 36 degrees Fahrenheit. THOMAS TYPEWRITER enters from stage-left. He walks along the length of the porch to the storm door. He RINGS the doorbell. No answer. He RINGS the doorbell a second time and waits. Still no response. Thomas looks around in confusion. He RINGS the doorbell a third time and waits.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS STRAIGHT UP. IT MOVES UPWARD PAST THE TOP OF THE MID-STAGE SETS REVEALING THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS BEHIND. THE CAMERA FOLLOWS THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS UP TO THE HIGH-STAGE AT THE TOP. THE CAMERA STOPS ONCE THE HIGH-STAGE IS PROPERLY FRAMED.

HIGH-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The High-stage curtains part. Once fully opened, the stage lights turn on, with the sound of A COMPUTER BOOTING ON, revealing…

HIGH-STAGE: INT. FOYER OF GRIM MANOR, DAYTIME

Welcome to the domicile of the current Grim Reaper of this reality, Grimson Grimaldi, and his family. An imposingly large front door sits in the center of the stage, flanked by cascading stained glass windows on either side. An elaborate staircase, with handrails made of various bones, runs along the stage-right side of the front door. On the stage-left side sits a large wall covered in various pictures of the Grimaldi Family. The staircase and the picture wall each have openings leading to other rooms in the house. A chandelier made of a large dinosaur skull covered in candles hangs above it all.
A silhouette of a figure can be seen through the stained-glass windows walking up to the door. The DOORBELL RINGS. A brief pause then it RINGS a second time. ELDRED GRIMALDI, eldest of Grimson’s seven sons, pokes his head out from the entryway under the stairs.

ELDRED GRIMALDI
(yelling upstairs) “Dad, Door!”

The DOORBELL RINGS again

ELDRED GRIMALDI
“Dad! Someone’s at the door!”

The DOORBELL RINGS a fourth time.

ELDRED GRIMALDI
(to self) “Just great, he’s still sleeping.” (Shouts) “Don’t anybody else bother themselves, I’ll get it.”

Eldred walks out and opens the front door. Outside he finds POSTMAN #33 FROM THE DEAD LETTER OFFICE waiting. Suppliers of the notices of who will die, the Dead Letters Office dispatches its fleet of postmen to the Grim Reapers of all the realities. Postman #33 hands him a package.

POSTMAN #33
“Thank you.”

Postman #33 turns and leaves. Eldred Grimaldi shuts the door. He opens the package and pulls out a scroll with “Updated Book of the Dead” printed on the outside. Unfurling the scroll, he takes a moment to read it.

ELDRED GRIMALDI
(to self) “Hmmm no Obsidian or Waxwings. Really thought they’d be on here after their ship blew up last season. Oh well.” (Shouts) “Anyone wanting to help collect the dead meet me out front in two minutes or else I am leaving without you.”

Eldred leaves through the front door. His silhouette can be seen through the stain-glass windows walking off stage-right.

Eldred Grimaldi’s six brothers race out from the other rooms and upstairs. EMHREN GRIMALDI, ENNER GRIMALDI, and EOVEN GRIMALDI run out from the entryway under the stairs. EPPLIS GRIMALDI, EQUES GRIMALDI, and ELDRITCH GRIMALDI emerge from the entryway by the family photos. If it helps, the birth order of the seven brothers from oldest to youngest is Eldred, Emhren, Enner, Eoven, Epplis, Eques and Eldritch. Eldred appears to be in his mid-twenties while Eldritch appears seven years old.

The silhouette of a carriage pulls up in front. The siblings run to the front door and open it. Eldred Gimaldi sits outside on THE CART OF SOULS pulled by a ghostly steer named SQUANDERED CHOICE CUTS. The brothers hop into the pile of hay in the back of the cart. Elder shakes the reins and Squandered Choice Cuts starts to walk pulling the cart off-stage. The front door swings closed with a loud SLAM.

THE GRIM REAPER GRIMSON GARIBALDI
(from off-stage, upstairs) “Boys, is there someone at the door?”

GRIMSON GARIBALDI, an unlit joint dangling from his skeletal mouth, enters at the top of the stairs. Dressed in a red bathrobe, he looks around.

THE GRIM REAPER GRIMSON GARIBALDI
“Must be hearing things.”

He walks down the stairs and over to the phone. He pulls out a coupon, uncrumples it, then dials the phone. RINGING RINGING…then CLICK as SHELDON SMALLBREADS, employee of the month at Pizza Squad take-out pizza, answers the phone.

SHELDON SMALLBREADS
(voice over)“Hello and thank you for calling Pizza Squad, the only pizza place that offers pizza as a topping choice. How can I help you today.”

THE GRIM REAPER GRIMSON GARIBALDI
“Do you honor coupons that are found under my fridge?”

SHELDON SMALLBREADS
(voice over)”What?”

THE GRIM REAPER GRIMSON GARIBALDI
“Like, I dropped a grape and it rolled under the fridge. I would of let it go, but it was the last grape and I was really into grapes that day, so I rolled the fridge out, got a broom and dustpan because it was all dust and stuff and found a coupon stuck to the floor in something sticky. Never did find that grape though. Man, I could really go for some grapes now. Anyway, I can’t read the expiration date and it is really crinkly. Like is there a maximum amount of crinkleness before it is unacceptable? Is it okay if part of it is still sticky?”

SHELDON SMALLBREADS
(voice over)”Uhhhhh…”

THE GRIM REAPER GRIMSON GARIBALDI
“And lastly does it have to be a Pizza-Pizza coupon? This one I found is for a free burger at Star Sprinkles. Burgers, Pizzas, they’re both round, so that works right?

SHELDON SMALLBREADS
(off-stage) “Uhhhhh…what.”

The stage-lights turn off with the sound of A COMPUTER BOOTING OFF while the High-stage curtains close.

TRANSITION FROM HIGH-STAGE TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS DOWNWARD, TRANSITIONING FROM HIGH-STAGE TO MID-STAGE. IT MOVES DOWNWARD ALONG THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS, OVER THE TOP OF THE MID-STAGE SETS, AND FINALLY STOPPING FRAMING MID-STAGE.

MID-STAGE: EXT. OPERAHOUSE FRONT PORCH, DAYTIME

THOMAS TYPEWRITER stands in front of the front door waiting for someone to answer. Having already tried the doorbell three times, he knocks on the door. No answer. He knocks again. Still, no answer. He leans in attempting to peer through the window in the door, hoping to spy someone in the house, when….

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(off-stage) “Thomas is that you?”

Thomas looks around.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(off-stage) “Over here.”

Thomas turns and looks over the rail. He spots Ophidia off-stage and waves.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Yeah, it’s me.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“What are you doing here?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I came here to see you. (looks around) Should I go down there or are you coming up here.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Stay there, I’ll be right up.”

Thomas waits. The front door opens and Ophidia steps out. They hug.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Sorry about that. I was downstairs animating and I couldn’t hear the doorbell. Were you waiting long.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“No, not long”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Good. So what did you want to talk about.”

Thomas kneels down onto one knee. He reaches up, taking one of Ophidia’s hands in his.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“Are you about to do what I think you are?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Well, this is very stereotypical, so yes. Ophidia,…”

ZOOM IN ON THE COUPLE

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Ophidia…no one wants my scripts, I am broke, I am not getting any younger, You can definitely do better, but…”

Thomas pulls out the jewelry box.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“So, what do you say?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“I say that’s a horrible proposal.”

The stage-light turn off with the sound of a LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING OFF. The Mid-stage curtains close.

FADE OUT

The Great Works Project: Season 03, Episode 02 script

The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT
a puppet play in many parts
Season 03, Episode 02

By Thomas Typewriter
(c) 2020

===========<<:type:>>============

FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “03-02”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN IN THE UNDECORATED SPACE
The unroom Not.Seven fades into view. Squares of grey hued carpet sit on the floor, arraigned in expanding rows around a central circular wooden disc. Spindly lights help illuminate the grey-hued space.

THE CAMERA IS SITUATED IN THE UNROOM AT THE POV OF THE OUTER ONE SITTING ON ONE OF THE CARPET SQUARES LOOKING AT THE WOODEN DISC IN FRONT OF HIM OR HER.

The wooden disc appears empty but then unseen lamps turn on. THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE slowly materializes in the center of the disk.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS IN TOWARDS THE MID-STAGE AREA OF THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE. THE CAMERA STOPS PANNING ONCE THE MID-STAGE IS PROPERLY FRAMED.

MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED.
The pleated curtains of Mid-stage fill the picture frame. The curtains part and the stage lights turn on with the CLICK OF A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING ON revealing…

MID-STAGE: EXT. PORCH OF THE BEIGE HOUSE, DAYTIME
The Beige House is a large block of a home in a rural setting. The back of the house runs across the stage, brown siding broken by a storm door and a simple window. The storm door opens onto a rail-less wooden deck. A clothesline hangs off the stage-right side. Various BIRDS SING AND CRICKETS CHIRP in the background. THOMAS TEENAGER bursts on stage through the storm door. Gripping his head, he walks off stage stage-right. The curtains close. It soon reopens revealing…

MID-STAGE: EXT. BACK PASTURE, DAYTIME
Tall blades of alfalfa and wildflowers spread across the stage, gently swaying in the soft breeze. The SINGING OF SONGBIRDS AND CHIRPING OF CRICKETS floats louder across the stage. THOMAS TEENAGER enters stage-left. Gripping his head, he stumbles to the center of the stage.

THOMAS TEENAGER
“No. Not now.”

…All sound fades away…

THE RIGHT SPIRITUAL, a glowing right-handed arm reaches down from the top of the stage. It grips Thomas Teenager by the back of the neck. THE LEFT SPIRITUAL, a glowing left-handed arm descends from the top of the stage. It is holding a pitcher filled with liquid light.
Thomas attempts to struggle free, but the Right Spiritual tightens its grip. The Left Spiritual sets down the pitcher of the stage. It then opens the top of Thomas Teenager’s head like a jar. Picking up the pitcher, it pours the glowing liquid into Thomas’ head.

THOMAS TEENAGER
(screams)

THE SCREEN FADES TO WHITE.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE

THE CAMERA STARTS TO PAN UPWARD, THROUGH THE WHITE. THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS EVENTUALLY EMERGES THE HIGHER THE CAMERA PANS. IT KEEPS PANNING UPWARD, MOVING ALONG THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS, TILL REACHING THE HIGH-STAGE. THE CAMERA STOPS ONCE HIGH-STAGE IS PROPERLY FRAMED.

HIGH-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED
The Narrator’s Door opens and out steps Y-MOUSE. He steps forward, and wobbles. He grips the side of the Narrator’s Door to steady himself.

Y-MOUSE
“Ughh. (pauses) Did everything go too bright for you too? Feeling nauseous, Give me a moment.”

Y-Mouse leans over and takes a couple deep breaths.

Y-MOUSE
“Let’s try this again. Is a moment the movement of a clock, bits of now slipping by, or is it something more. A distance of self applied over a landscape oh no…”

Y-Mouse covers his mouth. He jerks. Y-Mouse swiftly exits via the Narrator’s Door. It closes.
The curtains part and the stage lights turn on with the sound of A COMPUTER BOOTING UP revealing…

HIGH-STAGE: INT. THE SPACE EGG
THE INNER-SPACE MAN sits inside the interior of the SPACE EGG. A control panel and view screen sit in front of him. The control panel has a simple LED display in the center. It bears a circle bisected horizontally by a line design motif. The view-screen bears the same design motif. Various shaped hexagonal buttons surround the LED screen on the control panel.
The Inner-Space Man, sporting a long grey beard and long grey hair, is slapping his face. His body is completely mobile, except for his head, which is frozen looking slightly downward at the control panel.

THE INNER-SPACE MAN
“Come on, come on…”

He grips the sides of his head and tries to twist it free.

THE INNER-SPACE MAN
“Why is my head taking longer?”

THE SPACE EGG
(sounding like a slowed down record) “Don’t know. None of this makes sense to me.” (Note that any dialogue the Space Egg speaks also scrolls as text across the LED screen in the center of the control panel.)

THE INNER-SPACE MAN
“Hang tight my ovidian ovoid friend. A little longer and I’ll finish my metamorphosis from frozen dinner to free range chicken ala king. And then it’ll be your turn.”

THE SPACE EGG
(continuing to sound like a slowed down record)”No rush. Not like I am going anywhere.”

The Inner-Space Man continues to rub his head in an effort to lodge it loose from it’s frozen state. As he continues, one of his ears twitches. The stage lights turn off to the sound of A COMPUTER TURNING OFF. The curtains close on High-stage.

TRANSITION FROM HIGH-STAGE TO MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS DOWNWARD FROM HIGH-STAGE. IT FOLLOWS ALONG THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS, WHICH SLOWLY FADES TO A SCREEN OF ALL WHITE. THIS WILL BE THE REVERSE OF THE EARLIER TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO HIGH-STAGE. ONCE THE SCREEN HAS BECOME ALL WHITE.

MID-STAGE: EXT. BACK PASTURE, DAYTIME

DISSOLVE TO AN EXTREME CS OF THOMAS TEENAGER’S FACE, SPECIFICALLY HIS CLOSED EYES.

The sound of BIRDS SINGING AND CRICKETS CHIRPING slowly returns. Thomas’ eyes blink open.

CUT TO FRAMING SHOT OF MID-STAGE

THOMAS TEENAGER is lying in the middle of the stage, having fallen over into the alfalfa and wildflowers. The RIGHT SPIRITUAL and LEFT SPIRITUAL can be seen retreating from view. Thomas sits up, wiping away stray tears. He sits a moment and listens. Listens to the birds. Listens to the crickets.

THOMAS TEENAGER
(sighs)

Thomas stands. He takes a moment to steady himself and his viewpoint. He watches as BIRDS enter from stage-right and fly across the stage. They dance in the air around him. A smile slowly spreads across his face. The birds exit stage-left. Thomas Teenager follows them leaving stage-right. The stage lights turn off to the sound of A LIGHT SWITCH CLICKING. The Mid-stage curtains close.

FADE OUT

The Great Works Project: Season Three, Episode One script

scripts, The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

Season 03, Episode 01

By Thomas Typewriter

———–<:type:>———–

FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “03-01”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge. Shortly thereafter, from the bottom center of the screen scrolls up the following text: “a prologue”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN IN THE UNDOCUMENTED SPACE
The unroom Not.Seven is a large space, decorated in various shades of gray. Squares of lightly hued carpet sit on the floor, arraigned in expanding rows around a central circular wooden disc. Notice how the boards making the circle show signs of wear and age. THE OUTER ONE sits on one of the carpet squares facing the wooden disk but reading from THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT COMPLETE SCRIPTBOOK.

OPEN ON XCS OF THE PAGES OF THE SCRIPTBOOK. PREFERABLY OPEN ON THE SCRIPT TO SEASON TWO EPISODE TWELVE.

SWITCH TO POV OF THE OUTER ONE SITTING IN THE UNROOM LOOKING AT THE SCRIPTBOOK.

The Outer One turns one page then another.

CS OF BLANK PAGES TURNING ACROSS THE SCREEN. ALLOW THE PAGES TO MOVE SLOWLY AND THAT WE HAVE TIME TO REALLY SEE THE GRAIN AND TEXTURE OF THE PAPER. TREAT THIS SHOT LIKE THE OUTER ONE IS LOST IN THE DETAILS OF THE PAGE, LETTING THEIR MIND RELAX AND START TO WANDER.

As the pages turn across the camera, one page snags a little catching the Outer One’s right index finger in a small papercut.

THE OUTER ONE
“Ouch.”

CUT TO CLOSE-SHOT OF THE PAPERCUT.

A drop of blood wells up out of the papercut and leaks onto the page of the script. As the paper absorbs the blood, the skin around the the papercut on the Outer One’s hand starts to turn a translucent blue.

CUT BACK TO PAGES TURNING.

After a moment the sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING can be heard from somewhere in front of the Outer One. Only this time the last click of the group sounds distorted.

CUT BACK TO POV OF OUTER ONE LOOKING AT THE PAGES AND HE/SHE LIFTS HIS/HER HEAD AT THE SOUND TO LOOK FORWARD.

The wooden disc stands dusk twilight empty. Soon two unseen lamps burst on, bringing THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE into view. A third unseen lamp attempts to turn on, taking multiple flickers to turn on. Each time it flutters, The Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage flickers immaterial. The third unseen lamp finally powers on completely. The Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage stands center in the wooden disc ready for the next show.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO THE MID-STAGE.

THE CAMERA PANS INWARD TOWARDS THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

THE MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED

The Mid-Stage curtains part.

THE MID-STAGE: EMPTY, DEVOID OF SETS OR CHARACTER

THE CAMERA PANS IN TOWARDS AND THEN INTO THE MID-STAGE AREA. IT CONTINUES TOWARDS THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS AT THE BACK OF THE STAGE.

The Curtain of Clouds parts.

THE CAMERA PANS PAST THE OPENING CLOUD OF CURTAINS INTO THE SPACE BEHIND, TO THE BACK-STAGE.

THE BACK-STAGE: THE CONCURRENT DISTANCES

An empty field of black, THE MOTHER sits center stage watching THE TRIPLETS (AVEN, ONDE, and NETTE) playing with wooden blocks and wind-up toys. The Mother appears to be in her thirties, while the Triplets appear to be toddlers. The Mother moves over to Aven and Onde, demonstrating how to stack the wooden blocks. They mimic her actions.

THE MOTHER
“Wonderful.”

Aven and Onde smile at her praise. She moves over to Nette and demonstrates how to wind-up a wind-up frog. Nette mimics her.

THE MOTHER
“Amazing.”

Nette beams at her praise. The Mother steps back and watches Aven, Onde, and Nette play with their toys. A YUCK-BUBBLE drifts in from stage-left. It slowly drifts over the Mother and Triplets’ heads before finally exiting stage-left.

THE MOTHER
“Be right back girls. Hurts to heal, wrongs to resolve.”

She exits stage-left. The Triplets continue playing in the Mother’s absence. Aven and Onde build towering wooden cities. Nette winds up a population of mechanical animals. The majority of the animals bounce, walk and jump away from the wooden block towers, except for a lion, goat, and snake. They deviate from the rest, moving towards the towers. They smash into the towers. A domino effect of tumbling wooden blocks knocks over all the wooden block structures Aven and Onde built while simultaneously crushing all the wind-ups Nette wound up.

Aven starts to cry at her smashed architecture. Nette starts to bawl at her smashed clockworks. Onde looks between the two unsure what to do. A BELL DINGS as a light bulb appears above her head.
Onde reaches up and grabs the light bulb from over her head. It turns off. She crawls over to Aven and puts the light bulb over Aven’s head. It hovers in the air over her head.

Onde hugs Aven. A BELL DINGS and the light bulb lights up. Aven stops crying. She dries her tears before reaching up and retrieving the light bulb. It turns off.

Aven and Onde crawl over to Nette. Onde hugs Nette while Aven puts the light bulb over Nette’s head. A BELL DINGS as the light bulb flickers on. Nette stops crying. The three sisters all hug each other. Aven reaches up and pulls down the lightbulb. She stashes it away.

Feeling better, the Triplets start to rummage through the wreckage. Every now and then someone finds something interesting and sets it aside.

TRANSITION FROM BACK-STAGE TO OPENING FRAMING SHOT

THE CAMERA STARTS TO PAN BACKWARDS AND AWAY FROM THE BACK-STAGE AREA.

The Curtain of Clouds begins to close.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN OUT, MOVING THROUGH AND OUT PAST THE MID-STAGE.

The Mid-Stage curtains close.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES ITS PAN OUTWARD TILL IT FRAMES THE ENTIRE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

The unseen lamps illuminating the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage turn off.

FADE OUT

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter…Oct. 5th 2020 edition.

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter, The Great Works Project scripts, the list

It is once again Monday, so that means time to catch up and update.

The script side of things for “The Great Works Project” is moving forward nicely. I created a specific spot for all the scriptbooks on the blog. I managed to add the Series Prologue and Season One script books. The Season Two scriptbook will be ready next Wed, so I will add it to the others then. After that I will start posting the Season Three episodes.

I have also started plotting out Season Six.

In regards to The List, I managed to get two of the three reference materials I needed. The third is ordered but will not arrive till later in the week.

(The white marks on the table are gesso stains. My current desk is an old table I used to use to prep canvases and boards on.)

I have dug out my old kindle, ipad and ipod to help me go through the list. Currently they are charging and updating. Once I get the third reference book I’ll start loading content.

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter…09-21-2020

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter, The Great Works Project assignments, The Great Works Project scripts

Progress continues on The Great Works Project scripts. I’ll finish the final rough draft for Season Five tomorrow or Wednesday. Once that is dine, I’ll start working on crafting the Season Two scriptbook. The last three scripts of Season Five required a complete rewrite. Carro and Z-Mouse suprised me, reacting differently than what I expected. I like when the characters surprise me. A moment of joy.

As for the List, I feel like I need some help. A glaring issue I failed to notice when I compiled the List is the lack of context. I really believed that just exposing one self to great art could trigger a positive change. I still believe that, knowing it to be a powerful form of spellcraft. Yet, with every piece I am left wondering about the context. Why do people like it? What have those before me found special in it? To that end I have ordered three of the books that helped form part of the List*. I ordered “A Lifetime’s Reading: Five Hundred Great Books to be Enjoyed over 50 Years” by Philip Ward along with “1001 Films to Watch Before You Die” and “1001 Albums to Listen to Before You Die.” I hope these will help.

*When creating the List of Great Works, I was concerned about how these lists could be so mono-cultural. I felt that would defeat the purpose. I also was not experienced enough to fully discern the quality of a source. My solution to this was to go overboard and grab a too many sources. Cast a wide net. I of course used the Harvard Shelf of Classics and then added onto it. Here is a list of the sources I used: A Lifetime of Reading by Phillip Ward, Pitchfork.com’s People’s choice Top 200 albums from 1990 to 2010, AFI 100 years 100 Laughs, AFI’s The Top 25 Musicals, AFI’s Top 100, Empire Magazine’s 500 greatest films of all time, NPR Young Fiction Top 100 finalists, NPR Science-fiction/Fantasy top 100 finalists, The Guardian’s Top 25 Blues albums, The Guardian’s Top 20 Operas, The Guardian’s Top 20 classical works, Time Out New York’s survey of animators best animated films, Rolling Stone Magazine’s Top 500 Albums, The Great Works lit collection, The Harvard Shelf of Learning, 1001 Films to Watch before you die, and 1001 Albums to listen to before you die. I also believe I threw the movie Corky Romano on the list just so the list couldn’t be taken entirely serious. The list was important to me but I do not think anyone should take it as anything but suggested reading and viewing.

The Great Works Project: Season Two, Episode Twelve script

Puppet play, The Great Works Project scripts

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

Season Two, Episode Twelve

an Epilogue

By Thomas Typewriter

———–<:type:>———–

FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “02-12”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge. Shortly thereafter, from the bottom center of the screen scrolls up the following text: “an epilogue”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE
We open this episode already focusing on the TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

THE CAMERA FRAMES THE MID-STAGE AREA

MID-STAGE: THOMAS TYPEWRITER’S APARTMENT’S KITCHEN
On stage-right, sits a refrigerator, with a few houseplants on top. Center-stage sits a stove, with two pans on top, next to a counter top and sink. On stage-left sits THOMAS TYPEWRITER at his small kitchen table, with a plate of pasta and a plate of salad. He spins a small jewelry box, lost in thought.

CUT TO A XCS OF THE JEWELRY BOX SPINNING

The Mid-stage Curtains close on the shot of the jewelry box.

TRANSITION FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE TO THE UNROOM.

THE CAMERA PULLS OUTWARD, PANNING FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE TO THE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN

PAN OUT FROM THE MID-STAGE TO THE OUTER ONE’S POV.

The OUTER ONE sits on one of many carpet squares arranged around a wooden disc in the center of the Unroom Not.Seven. The carpet squares spread out like chairs in an auditorium. The wooden disc, the focus of the Outer One’s attention, sits with the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage standing center. Unseen lamps above it illuminate, though not for long. Once the Mid-stage curtains close the unseen lamps turn off. The Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage disappears, leaving the wooden disc empty.

POV OF THE OUTER ONE WATCHING THE STAGE

The Outer One tries to stay focused, but his/her attention starts to waver.

POV OF THE OUTER ONE LOOKING AROUND THE ROOM TAKING IN THE SPINDLY METALLIC LAMPS, THEIR SNAKING CORDS, THE DISTANT WALLS, AND THE DISTANT CEILING WITH ITS ANGULAR CHANDELIERS.

The sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING drifts in from off-screen.

POV OF OUTER ONE RAPIDLY LOOKING BACK TO THE WOODEN DISC.

Unseen lamps over the wooden disc flicker to life, taking two or three attempts to light before projecting at full illumination. The new light reveals the return of the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage.

TRANSITION FROM THE UNROOM TO THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

PAN IN TOWARDS THE MID-STAGE AREA OF THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE.

As the camera nears the Mid-stage, the Mid-stage curtains part revealing an empty stage. The Curtain of Clouds is fully visible, no longer obscured by any of the Mid-stage sets.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO BACK-STAGE

THE CAMERA CONTINUES PANNING IN, ENTERING THE MID-STAGE AREA

The Curtain of Clouds parts revealing…

THE CAMERA CONTINUES PAST THE OPEN CURTAIN OF CLOUDS, STOPPING WHEN PROPERLY FRAMING THE SPACE BEHIND

THE BACK-STAGE: THE CONCURRENT DISTANCES

The back-stage is an empty black field. No illumination. No decoration. No sets. DREAM-BUBBLES, with their soft glow, float down from the stage-top and across the stage. Into this peaceful scene from stage-right, runs THE MAIDEN. Pursuing her is a YUCK-BUBBLE, specifically the Dream-bubble she accidentally injured in Season 02, Episode 0. As it pursues her it bumps into the Dream bubbles. Each Dream-bubble touched by the Yuck-bubble shakes and changes. Their inner illumination darkens to a sickly yellow-green and their sides dent becoming Yuck-bubbles. They join in the pursuit of the Maiden.

They chase her off-stage stage-left. She shortly re-emerges followed by the flock of Yuck-bubbles. She flees off-stage stage-right this time. After a brief pause the Maiden and her pursuers re-enter stage-right. She reaches mid-stage and trips. Scraping her knee, she softly sobs.The Yuck-bubbles stop, confused by her tears. Cautiously, they approach. The Maiden calms down and wipes her eyes. She looks at the Yuck-bubbles. Truly looks, as if seeing them for the first time.

THE MAIDEN
(to the first Yuck-bubble) “You know what it’s like to be hurt don’t you?”

The first Yuck-bubble flickers and nods yes.

THE MAIDEN
“It was me wasn’t it. I hurt you. Didn’t mean to, but did.”

The first Yuck-bubble flickers and nods yes again.

THE MAIDEN
“I’m sorry. You were so beautiful and I wanted to look at you. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I hope you can forgive me.”

She moves closer and lightly kisses the first Yuck-bubble. It shudders and then it changes color back to the original Dream-bubble color. The other Yuck-bubbles then start shudder and change color. The healed flock surround the Maiden before flying off. When they move away we see the Maiden has been replaced by THE MOTHER. She watches the dream bubbles float away absentmindedly rubbing her belly.

The Curtain of Clouds closes on the Back-Stage.

TRANSITION FROM THE BACK-STAGE TO THE MID-STAGE

THE CAMERA PANS OUT. PAST THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS AND PAST THE MID-STAGE CURTAINS
MID-STAGE: EMPTY STAGE

The Mid-stage curtains close.

TRANSITION FROM MID-STAGE TO THE UNROOM

INT. UNROOM NOT.SEVEN

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN OUT RETURNING TO THE POV OF THE OUTER ONE.

The unseen lamps illuminating the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage turn off. It disappears from the disc leaving it empty. The Unroom returns to dimness.

POV OF THE OUTER ONE LOOKING AT THE STAGE, REALIZING THE SHOW IS OVER, AND THEN LOOKING DOWN AND TO THE SIDE.

Sitting on the carpet square next to him/her, the Outer One sees a book. An elaborately simple book with the following written across the cover:

———–<.thom.>———–

THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

the complete and the all scripts

By Thomas Typewriter

———–<:type:>———–

The Outer One’s hand reaches out and picks up the book. They examines the cover, running his/her hand across the cover and spine as the episode ends.

FADE OUT

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter…09-07-2020

From the desk of Thomas Typewriter, My next assignments..., The Great Works Project assignments, The Great Works Project scripts

First off, let me say thank you to everyone who reached out with a kind word regarding the paintings. Thank you.

The Great Works Project continues to move forward. The scripts are on schedule with Season Two, Episode Twelve all set for publishing next Wednesday. Being that it is the final episode of Season Two, I would like to take some time and compile all the episodes into one collection. It will take me a few weeks to compile and format then onto Season Three. I am thinking that it might be time to set up a character and location list. Let me know what you think.

The other part of the project, the List is moving alone nicely. I actually managed to read, watch, and listen to the assignments without feeling crunched for time. I enjoyed myself. I’ll keep to the current schedule of three assigned titles a week. Last week’s I was assigned the movie “Aliens” , the graphic novel “American Born Chinese” by Gene Luen Yang, and the album “All Directions” from The Temptations. A real solid collection. “Aliens” was awesome. One of the things I noticed was how much of the movie I had missed before. I had some friends in high school who loved the movie to the point where they had it playing on loop on the tv one of the weekends I slept over. Watching it last week made me realize how much of the movie I did not notice. For whatever reason, I had no recollection of the scenes on the colony with the colonists. I also did not notice when I was younger how the film could be allegorical for the Vietnam War. American Born Chinese was a great book. I remember first hearing of Gene Leun Yang when he won the Xeric Grant for “Gordon Yamamoto and the King of the Geeks”. (That was a really good comic. Check it out if you get a chance.) In “American Born Chinese” I liked how it uses the different characters to explore the feelings of fitting in, feeling like an outside, and empathy. Also a nice little nod to use the shapefting Monkey King to talk about shifting identity. Then there is “All Directions” from The Temptations. It is The Temptations, so you know it is good. The vocal range coupled with the strong tempos, loved it. It also has one of my favorite album covers.

The new assignments are to watch the 1950 movie “All About Eve”, to read the novel “American Gods” by Neil Gaiman, and to listen to the album “All Hail the Queen” from Queen Latifah. Should be an interesting two weeks.

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