“The Not So Puppet Show: Season One, Episode Four” by Thomas Typewriter – a new script

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THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Season One, Episode Four

“The Broken Book of Beasties: Book 1, Part 2”

By Thomas Typewriter

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FADE IN

Title sequence plays

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL LUNCHROOM, MID-DAY
A long cafeteria table spreads across the stage. Behind the table are tall frosted windows in utilitarian frames. Shapes of trees and a general daylight illumination can be seen through the frosted glass. In the upper portions are small round dents and circling cracks from various kids in the neighborhood next to the school shooting the windows with BB guns. Even though there is some daylight coming through the windows, the Lunchroom is bathed in strong fluorescent lighting. CHADWELL BAGPIPES, ANTWELL CONCRETE, MIKEWELL LETTERS, and ARROWELL RAILROAD are sitting at the table eating their school lunches.

LS OF THE GROUP

THOMAS TYPEWRITER enters from stage-left. He is carrying his metal lunchbox, decorated in characters from the “Peanuts” comic strip, and the latest issue of The Not So Zine. He sits down next to Chadwell. All four of the boys are friends and exchange hellos. Thomas opens his lunchbox and pulls out a bag of chips. He quickly eats all the chips. He then folds the bag flat and places it in front of him on the table. Chadwell, Antwell, Mikewell, and Aaywell all notice this and turn their heads to watch what Thomas is doing. From stage-left enters GREG RASHES. Greg is a tall, lean, blonde teen with acne in the grade above Thomas. He walks over to the area in front of Thomas, avoiding blocking Thomas from view.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS AND GREG

GREG RASHES
“Hey, nerd.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I am not a nerd Greg. You will find my grades preclude me from qualifying as a nerd.”

GREG RASHES
“Whatever. Let me have your chips. I’m hungry.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Sorry, Greg. I already ate them.”

GREG RASHES
“What? But you did that yesterday and I asked you to not do that. How can I eat your chips if you eat them first.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I don’t know what to tell you, Greg. (flatly) I just can’t control myself when it comes to chips.”

GREG RASHES
“Me either. Okay. But tomorrow save them so I can take them.”

Greg exits stage-right.

CUT BACK TO LS OF TABLE

ANTWELL CONCRETE
“Thomas, what was that about.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“It is just Greg trying to bully me into giving him my chips.”

MIKEWELL LETTERS
“And he just accepts that you ate them before he got there.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Yeah, he’s not a very good bully.”

ARROWELL RAILROAD
“I’d say so.”

CHADWELL BAGPIPES
“Well, if he tries anything we’re with you.”

MIKEWELL LETTERS
“Yes.”

ANTWELL CONCRETE
“Yes.”

ARROWELL RAILROAD
“Maybe. Anyways, what does everyone think of using my map for Zonepoints today?”

Arrowell pulls out a notebook and flips it open. Chadwell and Antwell lean in and start discussing it with him. Thomas lets out a gentle and soft sigh to himself. Mikewell notices and looks at Thomas. Pulling a sandwich out from his lunch, Thomas starts to read the Not So zine. Mikewell is unsure of Thomas’ mood but ultimately joins the others in looking at Arrowell’s notes.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS EATING HIS SANDWICH AND READING THE NOT SO.

CUT TO CS OF THE NOT SO ZINE

TRANSITION FROM THE BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL TO THE BOOK OF BROKEN BEASTS
FADE INTO THE NEXT

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THE BROKEN BOOK OF BEASTIES

“Book I: A Book by Any Other Cover”

Part Two of Three

By Thomas Typewriter and Primo Operahouse-Typewriter & Secondo Operahouse-Typewriter

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FADE IN

TITLE SEQUENCE

The title “The Broken Book of Beasties” appears far off in the dark screen, written in bright red flowing script. The word Beasties, unlike the rest of the title, is written in a thick slashing font. The title flies towards the camera and past the edge of the frame. The dark screen is filled with a shimmer as the following text appears in white block letters: “Book I: A Book by Any Other Cover”. It fades away in a shimmer. In the absence appears the following test: “Part Two.”

PAN DOWN

The dark screen fades to light grey as the “Part Two” slides off the top of the screen from the camera panning

TRANSITION FROM TITLE TO THE TRILIBRIS

INT. THE ALCOVE AT THE BACK OF THE TRILIBRIS’ MAIN ROOM, DAYTIME

The Alcove is a dark wood wall decorated with gold and brass metal in long blocky snaking patterns illuminated by two torches. In the center of the alcove is a podium holding THE CODEXIAN. The Codexian is a thick book, with covers of a purple stone and thick leather binding. The front cover has a vertical row of three circles made from gold wire on the binding side. The other side is a snaking angular pattern similar to the patterns on the alcove walls. The pattern snakes down to two horizontal lines across the bottom portion of the front cover. It is currently open to the middle of its binding with THE GREY MOUSE off to the corner looking in at the illustrations on the page.

MS OF THE CODEXIAN

CUT TO CS OF THE CODEXIAN

Golden scroll-work forms a border around a central image across the two pages. Inside the border is an image of THE BAKER leaning on her counter looking forlorn. The image is done in a style combining woodblock prints and illuminated manuscripts. Small hands of THE GREY MOUSE enter the bottom of the frame followed by the head and body. The Grey Mouse is leaning over the page.

THE GREY MOUSE
“Squeak”

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “That is funny. It almost sounded as if you asked why she was sad.”

THE GREY MOUSE
“Squeak.”

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “Oh, you did. I’ll unpack that later. Back to the story and your question, maybe the Baker was sad because they had spent so much time fleeing and surviving that they had forgotten how to live. Or maybe something simpler. While she was a good baker and well respected in the community, baking was something she never considered very glamorous.”

THE GREY MOUSE
“Squeak.”

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “I understand that makes no sense to you and how amazing bread is, but if you could lean off the page I can continue the story.”

The Grey Mouse moves out of the frame.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “Thank you.”

The page turns. The illustration shifts between a series of images of The Baker mixing dough and baking bread.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The Baker would find her mind wandering to certain thoughts repeatedly. I used to be someone who mattered. I used to be the best bookbinder in the city. Now I bake bread. Now I don’t know my value. Anyone can bake bread. Where is the specialness in that.”

The page turns. The illustration shows The Baker at her counter. At this point, the illustrations start to show some basic animation. Where before they would fade from one static drawing to another, each picture now has a little bit of animation in each sequence. The Baker leans on her counters and sighs. The sigh appears as a written sound effect on the page. The Baker then starts to think, with her thoughts written out in thought bubbles over her head. The Codexian narrates her thoughts as they write across her thought balloon.

THE CODEXIAN
(Voice-over) “I used to be one of the best. Now I just make bread. Bread. Ugh. People used to come from all over the city to buy one of my spell books. I was respected. I was important. I was a true artist. Now, what am I? I make bread. Ugh. So common. So pedestrian. What is the value of a common thing? More importantly, what is the value in those who make common things?”

The thought bubbles fade away and the Baker leaves her counter. The empty counter fills the page momentarily before the Codexian continues the story.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “And so she would have continued self-flagellating if not for a simple moment.”

It changes to The Baker at her counter. A MOTHER and YOUNG DAUGHTER enter the shop. The Baker waves hello. The Mother approaches the counter and purchases one loaf of bread. She breaks off a bit of the heel of the loaf, steam rises from it, and hands it to her daughter. The image shifts to the daughter eating the bread, closing her eyes, and smiling. The illustration shifts to the Mother shocked at the smile quickly shifting to smiling and turning to speak to The Baker.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The mother said something so simple it cut through all the Baker’s doubts and disappointments. She said this is the first time she’s smiled since the fleeing. Thank you. You have no idea how much that is worth to me. How much better that makes my day.”

The Mother and her daughter leave the bakery. The illustration shifts to the Baker at her counter visibly moved and affected by the Mother’s words.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The Baker, as the mother and her daughter left the bakery, realized that maybe there is something worthwhile in baking bread. She also realized that as great as she felt about her current situation now, she was still dwelling on the past. It was a poison and she needed to let go.”

The page turns. The new page shows an illustration of The Baker at the front window of her bakery. She rotates the open sign to close. She then locks the door before walking to a table in the back room. The table is laid out with bookbinding tools and supplies.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The Baker decided she would make one last book and then move on, putting that part of her life behind her.”

In a series of vignettes, the Baker makes a book. Note that the Baker incorporates some extra steps not usually included in bookbinding. The prestigious bookbinding career she has been remembering was binding spell-books. She rubs each page with various herbs. Once all the pages are rubbed, she places the remaining herbs in a pan and burns them. The ashes she mixes with oil into a paste. She then messages some of the paste into the leather cover and binding strings. She then continues building the book. At the end, she pulls back the oil and ash mix. She dips a small brand into it and then heats it over a flame. The oil flares with streaks of red, blue, yellow, orange, and green. Then she presses the hot brand onto the cover of the book. Smoke rises from where the brand touches the leather. When she removes the brand, the Baker sees that five colors are leaking from the brand into the leather: red, blue, yellow, orange, and green. She sees the bleeding colors and is surprised. She runs her fingers over the colors and the book starts to shimmer. The Baker disappears from the room in a flash of light.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The Baker soon discovered that the world has a way of surprising you.”

The page turns. The Beastlands fill the new page. A landscape of orange grass and prairie fills the foreground while in the background blue mountains, green forests, red forests, and yellow sand dunes spread out. In the bottom corner of the illustration, a sparkle appears fading out becoming an image of the Baker. She looks around, confused as to what just happened.

CUT TO CS OF THE BAKER

THE BAKER
“Well, this is a surprise.”

CUT BACK

Hold a moment as The Baker stands in the vast new realm. The page turns to reveal a closer image of the Baker standing with the orange grassland behind her. She is looking around with a face of pure joy. In the grass behind her comes a “rustle” sound effect. The Baker turns to look for the source of the noise. From the grass emerges a Furocerous. It is a large rhino-like creature covered in very thick fur. The fur is longer on the head and shoulders than the rest of the body. It charges towards the Baker. The fur on its head stiffens into a kind of plate armor. The Baker screams in surprise and fear with the words of her scream drifting out across the page. The illustration cuts to a close-shot of the Furocerous running. It then cuts to a medium-shot of the Baker backing up then falling down and scrambling backward. She pulls up the spellbook in a feeble attempt to shield herself. The illustration then changes to the Furocerous colliding with the Baker and her spellbook in a bright flash of orange light.

The page turns and now the illustration is of a long shot of the outside of the Bakery. There is a flash of orange light. The illustration shifts to the inside of the Bakery. The Baker materializes in the air in a flash of orange light and flies backwards against the display. Her spellbook goes flying in another direction. The Baker shakes her head and slowly gets up. She checks her body for injury and does not find any. She starts to laugh to herself.

THE BAKER
“Did that just really happen? That is too wild.”

She walks over to the spellbook and retrieves it from under a table. The spellbook looks different. She examines the changes. The front cover branding now has a line of orange in it. She then opens the book and sees an image of the Furocerous surrounded by a circle of runic patterns and scroll-work.

THE BAKER
“Wow.”

She runs her fingers over the image. The illustration changes to a close-shot of the spellbook’s page. She then runs her fingers in a circle along the scroll-work and runes. The image shifts to a very close-shot of her fingers moving over the ink. The SCAPING OF HER FINGER OVER THE PAGE follows. Thee ink starts to softly glow orange. The orange light starts running up her fingers, creating a brighter and brighter glow. The illustration shifts back to the bakery. As the Baker runs her fingers over the page a spectral glowing version of the Furocerous explodes out and into the bakery display pushing it back. The spectral disappears. The Baker looks back and forth between the spellbook and the display case. A large smile spreads across her lips. She starts to run her fingers over the page again. The illustration cuts back to the longer shot of the Bakery from outside. A bright orange light flashes out and then the entire bakery shakes.

FADE OUT
TRANSITION FROM THE STORY INSIDE THE NOT SO TO THE CAFETERIA
FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL CAFETERIA, MID-DAY
A long cafeteria table spreads across the stage. Behind the table are tall frosted windows in utilitarian frames. Shapes of trees and a general daylight illumination can be seen through the frosted glass. In the upper portions are small round dents and circling cracks from various kids in the neighborhood next to the school shooting the windows with BB guns. Even though some daylight is coming through the windows, the Lunchroom is bathed in strong fluorescent lighting. CHADWELL BAGPIPES, ANTWELL CONCRETE, MIKEWELL LETTERS, and ARROWELL RAILROAD are sitting at the table leaning in to look at a notebook Arrowell is holding. THOMAS TOPHAT sits to the side of them reading the Not So zine.

CS OF THE SCRIPT IN THE NOT SO ZINE

CUT TO LS OF THE GROUP AT THE TABLE

Chadwell and Antwell are writing some notes on Arrowell’s Zonepoints map. A TEACHER’S WHISTLE blows from off-screen. Everyone except Thomas gathers up their lunches and belongings. Antwell, Mikewell, and Arrowell exit stage-left. Chadwell stands and walks over to Thomas, tapping Thomas on the shoulder. Thomas looks up and Chadwell points off-stage stage-left.

CHADWELL BAGPIPE
“Lunch is over. If you would rather read than play Zonepoints, that is okay. You can keep score instead of playing.”

Thomas nods yes. He gathers up his belongings and exits stage-left with Chadwell.

FADE OUT

The Not So Puppet Show: Season One, Episode Three by Thomas Typewriter

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THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Season One, Episode Three

“The Broken Book of Beasties: Book 1, Part 1”

By Thomas Typewriter

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FADE IN

Title sequence plays

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY, AFTERNOON
The curtains open and the stage-lights turn on. A floor-to-ceiling bookcase spreads across the back of the stage. Off to the stage-right side extends a short wall with a double set of doors for entrance and a single door for the librarian’s office. The door to the librarian’s office is open. The door has a plaque with the following text: “Ms. Weaver”. On the stage-left side of the stage sits a short wall containing a spinner rack filled with various young adult novels next to a metallic magazine rack. In front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase sits two round tables with chairs. THOMAS TOPHAT enters the room through the wooden doors and throws his backpack into a chair at the nearest table.

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I’m back again.”

MS. WEAVER
(off camera) “Thought I’d see you again. I’ve just put out the newest issue of that magazine you liked. It is on the bottom shelf. Go ahead and get started and I’ll come out in a moment to sign your paper.”

Thomas looks over at the magazine rack. He walks over to it and leans down. Looking through the titles in the lower shelves, he spys the Not So Puppet Show zine Issue #3 behind a copy of Highlights and Newsweek. He picks it up and walks over to the table he threw his backpack onto. He sets down the zine and pulls his backpack over to the closest chair. Thomas sits down. From his backpack he removes a spiral notebook and pen. He then opens up the zine.

CUT TO OVER SHOULDER SHOT OF LOOKING DOWN AT THOMAS OPENING AND READING THE ZINE.

Thomas opens the zine, turning past the cover and first page with its publishing info. The cover is decorated with cut-out photocopied photographs. These would be photos so old as to be copyright-free and most likely sourced from discarded books. The first page looks as follows:

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THE BROKEN BOOK OF BEASTIES
“Book I: A Book by Any Other Cover”
Part One
By Thomas Typewriter and Primo Operahouse-Typewriter & Secondo Operahouse-Typewriter
(c) 2025 jason arcand
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FADE IN

TITLE SEQUENCE
The title “The Broken Book of Beasties” appears far off in the dark screen, written in bright red flowing script. The word Beasties, unlike the rest of the title, is written in a thick slashing font. The title flies towards the camera and past the edge of the frame. The dark screen is filled with a shimmer as the following text appears in white block letters: “Book I: A Book by Any Other Cover”.”

ZOOM IN ON THE LINES “TITLE SEQUENCE PLAYS”

TRANSITION FROM THE BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY TO THE BROKEN BOOK OF BEASTIES

FADE OUT

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THE BROKEN BOOK OF BEASTIES
“Book I: A Book by Any Other Cover”
Part One
By Thomas Typewriter and Primo Operahouse-Typewriter & Secondo Operahouse-Typewriter
(c) 2025 jason arcand
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FADE IN

PAN DOWN

The dark screen fades to light grey as the “Part One” slides off the top of the screen from the camera panning

TRANSITION FROM TITLE TO THE OVERLAP

The dark grey shifts in tone changing to dark clouds.

CONTINUE PAN DOWN

EXT. THE OVERLAP HILLS, DAYTIME
A series of forested hills in front of a forested snow-capped mountain slides into view. This is the Overlap Hills, one of the many realms used by the great wizard Orgle. They are named as such because they are areas of multiple different dimensions folded over each other by Orgle’s vast and great magicks until they create a pocket dimension. The Overlap Hills are not as well known as Orgle’s other overlaps such as the Overlap Hotel, the Overlap Waves, or the Overlap Trail. Yet, they do contain one of his greatest treasures. In the distance stands the Trilibris, Orgle’s special library. It appears as three different columns that seem to fuse with each other but also separate creating a kind of hyper-dimensional hourglass shape.

SHIFT TO XLS OF THE TRILIBRIS

CUT TO LS OF THE TRILIBRIS

CUT TO MS OF THE TRILIBRIS

CUT TO CS OF THE TRILIBRIS DOORS

TRANSITION FROM THE OVERLAP HILLS TO THE TRILIBRIS

ENTER THE BUILDING AND MOVE TO THE MAIN ROOM THROUGH A SERIES OF QUICK CUTS AND FADES

INT. THE TRILIBRIS MAIN ROOM, DAYTIME
The Main Room is a teardrop-shaped dome. The walls are covered in bookcases. Spiral staircases are scattered around the circumference. The bookcases are designed in a way that the books are stacked horizontally and vertically giving the impression of the folds in a human brain. The center of the room is a large open space filled with thick tables and chairs. The top of the dome is glass, stained a light blue, allowing natural light to illuminate the space. The bookshelves are illuminated by pendant lights within the rows. Each desk has a bulbous table lamp to illuminate in case the dome is not allowing enough light. Across from the entryway the bookcases stop. A large alcove is built into the wall. A dark wood wall decorated with gold and brass metal in long blocky snaking patterns illuminated by two torches. In the center of the alcove is a podium holding THE CODEXIAN. A very special book, it is separated from the rest of the main room by golden chains and small golden pedestals. A “Do Not Disturb” sign hangs off the chains.

CUT TO LS OF THE CODEXIAN’S ALCOVE

CUT TO MS OF THE CODEXIAN’S ALCOVE

CUT TO MS OF THE CODEXIAN

The Codexian is a thick book, with covers of a purple stone and thick leather binding. The front cover has a vertical row of three circles made from gold wire on the binding side. The other side is a snaking angular pattern similar to the patterns on the alcove walls. The pattern snakes down to two horizontal lines across the bottom portion of the front cover.

CUT TO CS OF THE CODEXIAN

A TRIUMPHANT MYSTICAL MUSICAL SCORE plays. The score plays for a few moments and then it stops with A RECORD NEEDLE SCRATCH.

PAN TO LEFT OF THE CODEXIAN.

A GREY MOUSE crawls up onto the podium. It tentatively approaches the Codexian.

CUT TO MS OF THE GREY MOUSE

The Grey Mouse sniffs along the Codexian, moving to the top corner. It starts to nibble on the edges of the pages.

THE CODEXIAN
“OWWWW!”

CUT TO MS OF THE CODEXIAN

The Round circles on the left of the cover open revealing non-organic golden eyes. The two golden lines along the bottom of the cover move as if lips or a mouth. The Grey Mouse stops chewing.

THE CODEXIAN
“Who did that?”

The Grey Mouse steps away from the Codexian

THE CODEXIAN
“Come on, I know you are there. Who is biting me!”

The Codexian’s eyes scan around the room. Ultimately they settle on the Grey Mouse.

THE CODEXIAN
“Oh, hello there. Were you the one chewing on my corners?”

The Grey Mouse blankly looks at the Codexian. It sneezes. A golden shimmer flickers in the air.

THE CODEXIAN
“Bless you.”

The Grey Mouse stands upright and nods at the Codexian.

THE CODEXIAN
(to self) “Well that’s new.” (to the Grey Mouse) “Let’s try this. Maybe what you’re truly hungry for is a story. If I tell you a story will you stop chewing on me.”

The Grey Mouse nods and then sits down.

THE CODEXIAN
(to self) “Definitely new.” (to the Grey Mouse) “I will need to open up to tell the story, so you may want to adjust your position.”

The Codexian opens and the Grey Mouse moves to the bottom of the podium top. The pages start to move, quickly moving to the middle of the book in a blur.

THE CODEXIAN
“Ahhh, here we go.”

The Codexian is open to a set of pages bordered in golden illumination but the actual area inside the border is blank.

THE CODEXIAN
“The Broken Book of Beasties.

From somewhere in the Trilibris A CHIMING TONE rings out. The blank page starts to fill with an illustration in a style that is a mix of woodcut block print and medieval illuminated scripts. A vast city fills the page.

TRANSITION FROM THE LIBRARY TO AN ILLUSTRATED STORYBOOK STORY

PAN IN ON ILLUSTRATION TO FILL THE FRAME

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “Once there was a vast city filled with magic, wonder and charm.”

The illustration changes to the city in ruins with a giant burst of light exploding from the center of the city. Prismatic storm clouds fill the sky, raining storms down on the city.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “The city of magic became a city of too much magic, as the Great Rupture ravaged the city. Magic rained down like storms melting what was known and unknown equally.”

The illustration changes to people on hills outside the city fleeing. The city gripped in storms can be seen in the distance.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “Those who were able fled the city. The Great Rupture lasted decades driving one group further and further from the city.”

The illustration changes to a long stretch of landscape. Hills on the right give way to grasslands, then forests, and then mountains to the right. A group of refugees appears in the hill section. Fade to the group in the grasslands section and prismatic storms in the hills. The illustration changes more with a fade to the refugees in the forests The prismatic storms now fill the hill and grassland sections. The illustration shifts again. The refugees are now in the mountains section. The prismatic storms fill the hills, grassland, and forest sections. The illustration changes one last time. The refugees are gone and the prismatic storms fill the entire page. A THUNDER BOLT CRACKS. The Codexian turns the page.

THE CODEXIAN
(voice-over) “Past landscapes that ate lives, the refugees found a place of safety, or at least which they hope offered peace.”

The illustration area is filled with many tree branches. Colorful flowers grow along the base of the trees while animals can be seen peeking their faces out of the upper branches. The illustration changes with the trees sliding. They part in the center moving left and right. In the center of the screen sits a valley made from five rivers feeding into a lake in the center. There is a large island in the center of the lake along with a few small islands in sandbars scattered around the lake. The illustration changes again with the sun emerging in the clouds above the valley. Bright sunlight beams across the page. The illustration changes one last time with the illustrations of the refugees moving in from the left and right side of the frame and walking down to the valley. The Codexian turns the page.

THE CODEXIAN
“Having found sanctuary, the people set about building a new home for themselves.”

The illustration is blank but then small illustrations of people enter from the left and right sides. They break off into five groups, with the fifth group in the center made from the remaining few from each group. Each group then disappears into a cloud of construction dust. CONSTRUCTION SOUNDS can be heard. Slowly simple houses emerge from the construction dust. Once a house is finished the construction dust cloud disappears and the group looks at their work. Once all five houses are completed, the people CHEER.

THE CODEXIAN
“And grow they did. It was as if some creative spirit had been unleashed.”

The small people in the illustration then go to the area behind the houses and start constructing again. Rows of houses emerge from the dust. Once a house is finished, each group builds another behind it. Soon the houses recede into the distance. The construction dust finishes and the houses sit. The sun sets and the people go into their homes. The stars come out and then dawn breaks. Small people exit their houses and do daily chores. The sun rises and sets. Everyone goes back to bed. The day/night cycle speeds up to a blur until sixty days have passed. Time returns to its regular speed on the sixtieth day. The illustration shifts zooming in on a house in the background. A lady leaves at sunrise and walks two houses down to a bakery. She enters the shop and starts baking. Smoke starts to emerge from the bakery’s chimney. As the sun rises to mid-morning, the sign in the window changes from closed to open. The illustration changes to looking in through the window of the bakery. The Baker stands at the counter.

THE CODEXIAN
“And while everyone else was moving forward, one person was stuck looking back. Little did anyone realize she would change the direction of everyone’s life.”

The illustration changes to the baker at the counter. She has a sad far away look in her eyes.

ZOOM IN ON THE BAKER’S FORLORN EXPRESSION

TRANSITION FROM WITHIN THE STORY TO THE BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY.

FADE OUT

FADE IN

INT. THE BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY
A floor-to-ceiling bookcase spreads across the back of the stage. Off to the stage-right side extends a short wall with a double set of doors for entrance and a single door for the librarian’s office. The door to the librarian’s office is open. The door has a plaque over it with the following text: “Ms. Weaver”. On stage-left side of the stage sits a short wall containing a spinner rack filled with various young adult novels next to a metallic magazine rack. In front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase sits two round tables with chairs.

MS OF THE OPEN ZINE

Thomas has the zine open on the table. He is writing down notes in his notebook. As he writes a note about the grey mouse he trails off and starts scribbling doodles of the mouse. His watch BEEPS.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS

Thomas looks at his watch and realizes it is time to leave.

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Ms. Weaver?”

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “Yes?”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Can I take this with me? I am only partway through.”

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “No. Magazines are not allowed to be removed from the library by students. You know that is the policy.”

Thomas stands and walks out of the frame.

THOMAS TOPHAT
(off-camera and softer tone) “Please Ms. Weaver. I’ll take real good care of it.”

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “Now, Thomas you know…”

THOMAS TOPHAT
(off-camera) “It’s just I’ve never found anything before that I wanted to read. Everything I read is just because a teacher or my parents tell me to. This is the first thing that I want to read. I really just want to know what happens next.”

There is a short pause.

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “Okay. But you must promise to be careful with it. Take good care of it.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
(off-camera) “I will. I will take great care of it. Thank you.”

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “You’re going to be late for your next class.”

Thomas reenters the frame and packs up his bag. He slides the zine in last, needing to adjust a few items for everything to fit properly. He then slings his backpack on and starts to exit.

MS. WEAVER
(off-camera) “Take care of it.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I will.”

Thomas exits stage-right.

FADE OUT

The Not So Puppet Show: Season One, Episode Two by Thomas Typewriter

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THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Season One, Episode Two

“My Feet Move and Something Deep Eats”

By Thomas Typewriter

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FADE IN

Title sequence plays.

FADE OUT TO WHITE

FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWNE MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARIAN’S OFFICE, DAYTIME
The Librarian’s Office is a room with walls made of large blocks, the Librarian’s Office has a few framed paintings of flowers on the wall and a filing cabinet in one corner. A small potted plant sits on the filing cabinet along with a stack of books and a pitcher for watering the plant. In the center of the room is a wooden desk with a small lamp on it. A name placard sits on the desk with the following text written on it: “Ms. Weaver – Librarian”. An extra wooden chair sits in front of the desk while behind the desk sits MS. WEAVER reading from a hardcover novel.

MS OF MS. WEAVER

From off-stage the sound of A DOOR OPENING and FOOTSTEPS can be heard. Ms. Weaver moves her eyes up in anticipation of the person making the noise.

CUT TO OVER SHOULDER SHOT OF MS. WEAVER LOOKING AT THE DOOR TO HER OFFICE.

THOMAS TOPHAT enters the room. With a sour look on his face, he hands a note to Ms. Weaver. She turns her book upside down, laying it on the desk freeing her hands. Taking the note from him, she reads it.

MS. WEAVER
“And you did this? In front of the whole class.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Not exactly the whole class. I just didn’t have time to go to my locker and back to my next class. It’s on the opposite side of the building.”

MS. WEAVER
“And you thought it was a better idea to change at your desk in the middle of class.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“First off, it was not the middle of class. It was the end. Second, it’s not like I took my underwear off. I was classy and quick.”

MS. WEAVER
“Classy and quick. (chuckles) Okay, so what dressed as that you couldn’t wear it the next class.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I was dressed like a fly. Made a special coat with extra arms and wings, bug eyes, antennas…it was pretty cool.”

MS. WEAVER
“And why were you dressed as a fly?”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“It was for a presentation on an Emily Dickinson poem my group was doing.”

MS. WEAVER
“I Heard a Fly Buzzing strikes again.”

Thomas nods his head yes. Ms. Weaver laughs.

MS. WEAVER
“You’re not the first to dress like a fly for that poem, but probably the first to get in trouble.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“And here I thought I wouldn’t leave my mark at these hallowed halls.”

Ms Weaver chuckles.

MS. WEAVER
“Okay, go write your report.”

Thomas hesitates to move, working up his nerve to ask something.

THOMAS TOPHAT
“There wouldn’t happen to be a new issue of that thing I read last time?”

Ms. Weaver reaches into a drawer in her desk and pulls out the next issue of The Not So zine. She tosses it on the desk and it slides over to Thomas. He picks it up and starts to leave the office. Ms. Weaver picks up her book and resumes reading.

THOMAS TOPHAT
(reading out loud to self) “An art table spreads across the stage…”

Thomas starts reading out loud to himself as Ms. Weaver chuckles softly. She resumes reading as Thomas leaves the room.

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM THE LIBRARY TO THE TYPEWRITER STUDIOS

FADE IN

INT. TYPEWRITER STUDIOS, DAYTIME
An art table made up of a long sheet of plywood stacked on top of shelving fills the front of the stage. A writing area fills the center of the desk with a painting station off to the stage-right and a photography area off to the stage-right. The writing area has a laptop and lamp. The painting station has jars of acrylic paint and watercolor ink stored in plastic bins. A paintbrush holder with a spiral holding clip sits next to the bins. Various glass jars, all former pickle and jelly jars, line the front edge of the painting area. Next to the jars is a large gallon jug of gesso and a stack of stretched canvases. The photography station has a series of mirrors stacked on top of each other separated by a kitchen towel for padding. A bin sits on top of the mirrors filled with children’s wooden blocks, a flashlight, and a ring light. The photography station and the writing desk area are separated by a large chunk of Rose Quartz and a smaller chunk of Gabbro. THOMAS TYPEWRITER sits at the writing desk typing away on the laptop. The sound of KEYS CLICK CLACKING rings out.

MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “More often than I would like, I get clouded and obscured.”

Thomas’ expression shifts to concerned.

CUT TO CS OF THOMAS’ FINGERS TYPING

The fingers start to vibrate in a way not connected to typing fast. Smoke starts to leak from the joints of his hands and fingers. He stops typing.

CUT BACK TO MS OF THOMAS

Thomas stops typing.

THE VIEW SWITCHES TO THE INNER SELF SPACE BY SUPERIMPOSING THE INNER SELF AREA OVER THE RIBS AND TORSO AREA OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER. THOMAS AND HIS ART STUDIO FADE OUT. ZOOM IN ON THE INNER SELF SPACE UNTIL IT FILLS THE FRAME

THE INNER SELF SPACE is a box with the camera set in a set point above the box looking down. The floor of the box is a light box that has a grey-tone woodblock skeleton on top of it. This would be the torso area of Thomas’ torso, so ribs, lower spine, and should blades. A grey tone outlines the area where the flesh ends. It has the effect of looking down on a kind of x-ray of Thomas’ chest. Clumps of black wool or cotton, with touches of brown and sickly yellow-green start to fill the Inner Self Space from the pelvis area working up to the neck.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “In those moments I feel so off. As if my insides are no longer made of the same materials. As if I am filling up with some substance, some emotion…some sensation… and the pressure is going to burst. I become overwhelmed, no good to myself or anyone else.”

CUT BACK TO MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER ONCE THE DARK CLUMPS FILL THE FRAME
Thomas, with smoke leaking from his finger joints and the orifices in his head, closes his laptop. He stands and exits stage-left.

TRANSITION FROM ART STUDIO TO FRONT ENTRANCE

INT. THE ELMHOUSE FRONT ENTRANCE, DAYTIME
The front door sits just off center of the frame with a combination coat and shoe rack sitting to the side. The coat rack hooks hold a collection of light jackets in adult and child sizes. There is also a ball cap with the logo for the City of Champions Community College (CCC). The floor is made of worn hardwood planks that are starting to buckle in a few places. To the side of the coat rack is a set of small baskets mounted to the wall. There are two with one holding Ophidia’s keys, wallet, and phone while the other holds Thomas’ items.

MS OF THE COAT RACK WITH PART OF THE FRONT DOOR VISIBLE IN THE EDGE OF THE FRAME.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER enters from stage-left and walks over to the coat rack. He slips on his jacket. Smoke still leaks from his hands, shirt collar, ears, mouth, eyes or tear ducts, and nose.

CUT TO MONTAGE OF CLOSE SHOTS OF EACH ACTION

Thomas grabs his keys and then his wallet. He puts on his shoes, tying each shoe’s laces. Thomas finally grabs his cap.

CUT BACK TO MS

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(calling off-screen) “Hey Ophidia, I am going out for a walk.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
(off-screen) “You want me to come with.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I’m in a bad spot, so maybe best if you don’t.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
(off-screen) “Okay. I’ll be here if you change your mind. Love you.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Love you too.”

CUT TO

TRANSITION FROM ELMHOUSE INTERIOR TO EXTERIOR

EXT. ELMHOUSE FRONT STEPS, DAYTIME
A white door in a white frame with a matching white storm door stands at the top of set of steps built from stone pavers. A porch light is mounted to the top left-side of the door. A window is visible on each side of the door. A mailbox is mounted below the porch light between the door and window.

LS OF THE FRONT DOOR

THOMAS TYPEWRITER opens the front door and steps outside. He walks forward enough to close the door behind him. With the door closed he steps down off the front steps and starts to go for a walk through his neighborhood. He exits the frame.

CUT TO

TRANSITION FROM THE EXTERIOR OF THE ELMHOUSE TO THE SPLIT SCREEN

THE SPLIT SCREEN
In this section the frame will be divided into two sections. The top third of the screen will be images and scenes from the physical or external world of Thomas walking through his neighborhood. The bottom two-thirds of the frame will be the Inner Self Space.

THE TOP FRAME (PHYSICAL WORLD) SHOWS A LS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER STARTING TO WALK DOWN THE BLOCK.

THE BOTTOM FRAME (INNER SELF SPACE) IS INITIALLY DARK BUT SLOWLY LIGHTS TURN ON REVEALING THE SHAPE AND LOOK OF THE SPACE.

The Inner Self Space is a light table with the camera suspended over it. The light table has a design laid over it similar to an x-ray of the chest of Thomas Typewriter. The body of Thomas is bright while the area outside his body is black. The amount of internal organs and skeleton is minimal. Specifically only his ribs, scapula, lungs and heart are visible. Thomas’ bones are visible in a light-grey-blue. His heart is a light-grey-red. His lungs are a light-grey-yellow. The entire surface of the Inner Self Space is covered in dark puffs of cotton or similar substances. There are bits of dark green and yellow-browns in the puff balls. Ultimately the color of the puff balls need to match with the color of the smoke pouring out of Thomas in the previous section.

THE TOP FRAME CUTS TO CS OF THOMAS’ FEET WALKING

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Luckily for me, when I walk something deep rises to eat.”

In the bottom of the Inner Self Space, at a spot corresponding to Thomas’ groin, the scales of THE SOMETHING DEEP start to glow. The Something Deep is a dragon-like puppet with a swiveling head and body. The other important detail is the puppet is built over a vacuum such that it can suck up the puff balls. The vacuum is off currently.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “It took me awhile before I realized it existed. Discernment of my inner self took many years, longer than my peers. In fact, it was by accident. Looking to escape the presence of my parents after an argument, I fled to the fields and pastures surrounding my childhood home. As I got further and further from the house, I started to notice flowers, butterflies, birds…like I was wandering into a painting that became more and more detailed the further I went. Soon something was happening to all that overload I was feeling on the inside. It was being consumed and reduced.”

The Something Deep’s eyes open and glow bright red.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “I couldn’t always walk the meadow when overwhelmed, but I eventually realized it wasn’t the meadow itself that helped me process.”

In the Physical World, Thomas’ feet stop moving. A BIRD CALL is heard from off frame.

IN THE PHYSICAL WORLD CUT TO CS OF THOMAS TURNING HIS HEAD TO LOOK AT SOMETHING THEN CUT TO A CS OF A SONGBIRD IN THE BRANCHES OF A TREE.

In the Inner Self Space the vacuum built into the Something Deep turns on. It starts to move “eating” or sucking up the dark puffs.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “It was the moving. The getting out of the rut of thought and noticing a new detail whether that be an interesting detail in the world or just the change in heart rate.”

IN THE PHYSICAL SPACE CUT BACK TO CS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER’S FEET WALKING.

In the Physical World, Thomas starts walking again. While in the Inner Self Space, the Something Deep slithers through the space sucking up all the dark puffs. Once they are gone, the Something Deep returns to the groin area. Its eyes close and scales stop glowing. As the Something Deep starts to slumber, an insight projects in the center of frame. BIFF THE RABBIT and ROCKEY THE PET ROCK are sitting on a rug in Biff’s bedroom with an open box of crayons. Every crayon is black. Biff is holding up a crayon and looking at it. In the Physical World, Thomas’ feet slow and then stop.

BIFF THE RABBIT
“I know Thomas has written that the crayons turning black confuses us and is then we go to the faerie realm to find it, but you know, looking at this crayon something occurs to me. This isn’t really a problem. You can still draw with a black crayon.”

ROCKEY THE PET ROCK
“I thought that was weird too. It is not like they are broken or unusable. Let’s just draw something else.”

BIFF THE RABBIT
“Yeah, lets do that instead.”

The projection of Biff and Rockey ends.

IN THE PHYSICAL SPACE CUT TO CS OF THOMAS’ FACE.

Thomas has a thought, a realization.

IN PHYSICAL SPACE CUT TO CS OF THOMAS PULLING A NOTEBOOK FROM A POCKET AND THEN WRITING IN IT.

Thomas pulls out his sketchbook and jots down a quick note. He returns the sketchbook to his pocket and resumes walking.

IN THE PHYSICAL SPACE CUT BACK TO CS OF THOMAS’ FEET.

In the Physical Space, Thomas’ walks out of the frame.

THE INNER SELF SPACE DIMS TO BLACK AND THEN THE PHYSICAL SPACE DIMS TO BLACK.

CUT TO

EXT. ELMHOUSE, DAYTIME

LS OF FRONT DOOR AND FRONT STEPS

Thomas Typewriter enters the frame and walks up to the front door. He has a lightness to his step. After opening the door, he enters.

CUT TO

INT. ELMHOUSE, DAYTIME
The front entrance are has a hat rack and shoe stand next to the front door.

MS OF THOMAS

Thomas stands inside the door. He takes off his hat and hangs it on the rack followed by his keys and phone. He then slips off his shoes.

CUT TO CS OF THE HAT BEING HUNG UP. SLOW DOWN THE PLAYBACK SPEED.

CUT TO CS OF THE KEYS BEING HUNG UP. SLOW DOWN THE PLAYBACK SPEED.

CUT TO CS OF THE PHONE BEING HUNG UP. SLOW DOWN THE PLAYBACK SPEED.

CUT TO CS OF THE SHOES BEING SLIPPED OFF AND PUT IN THE SHOE RACK. SLOW DOWN THE PLAYBACK SPEED.

While Thomas is putting away his things, a voice from within the house calls out.

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “Thomas, is that you?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “Yeah, it is me. I’m back.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE-TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “How was your walk?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(voice-over) “Good. It was good.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“I had a break through. Figured out some things for the script.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
“That’s great.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Which room are you in?”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(voice-over) “The kitchen. Why?”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Because I want to give you a kiss or two.”

OPHIDIA OPERAHOUSE
(voice-over) “I’ll never turn that down.”

Thomas Typewriter walks towards the kitchen exiting the frame.

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM THE ELMHOUSE TO THE LIBRARY

FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWN JUNIOR HIGH LIBRARY, DAYTIME
A floor-to-ceiling bookcase spreads across the back of the stage. Off to the stage-right side extends a short wall with a double set of doors for entrance and a single door for the librarian’s office. The door to the librarian’s office is open. The door has a plaque over it with the following text: “Ms. Weaver”. On stage-left side of the stage sits a short wall containing a spinner rack filled with various young adult novels next to a metallic magazine rack. In front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase sits two round tables with chairs. THOMAS TOPHAT sits at the stage-right table reading the Not So zine.

CS OF THOMAS TOPHAT’S FEET TAPPING.

Thomas absent-mindedly jiggles his feet as he reads the zine. His feet go still.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS AT THE TABLE.

Thomas closes the zine, taking a moment lost in thought. He shakes his head and refocuses. Reaching over, he pulls out a notepad and pen from his backpack. He opens the notebook to the next available blank page and starts to write his essay.

PAN OUT

FADE OUT

The Not So Puppet Show – Season One, Episode One by Thomas Typewriter

The Not So Puppet Show

———–<.thom.>———–

THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Season One, Episode One

“The Skipping Stone”

By Thomas Typewriter

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FADE INTO THE TITLE SEQUENCE

The title sequence plays.

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY, AFTERNOON
The curtains open and the stage-lights turn on. A floor-to-ceiling bookcase spreads across the back of the stage. Off to the stage-right side extends a short wall with a double set of doors for entrance and a single door for the librarian’s office. The door to the librarian’s office is open. The door has a plaque over it with the following text: “Ms. Weaver”. On stage-left side of the stage sits a short wall containing a spinner rack filled with various young adult novels next to a metallic magazine rack. In front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase sits two round tables with chairs.

PAN TOWARDS THE LIBRARIAN’S OFFICE

CUT TO

INT. BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY LIBRARIAN’S OFFICE, AFTERNOON
A smaller room with walls made of large blocks, the Librarian’s Office has a few framed paintings of flowers on the wall and a filing cabinet in one corner. A small potted plant sits on the filing cabinet along with a stack of books and a pitcher for watering the plant. In the center of the room is a wooden desk with a small lamp on it. A name placard sits on the desk with the following text written on it: “Ms. Weaver – Librarian”. An extra wooden chair sits in front of the desk while behind the desk sits MS. WEAVER in a matching chair. She is older with a thin frame, reading glasses on a chain, a dark bob hairdo, and a preference for sweaters. She is in the midst of reading a book. From off-stage comes the sound of A DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING followed by FOOTSTEPS.

THOMAS TOPHAT
(off-stage) “Well, they did it to me again.”

Ms. Weaver picks up a bookmark from the desk and places it in her book. THOMAS TOPHAT walks into the office and puts a note on Ms. Weaver’s desk. She picks up the note and starts to read it. Pulling forth a pen, she makes a note on the page.

MS. WEAVER
“And what crime did you supposedly commit this time.”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“I was taking part in the Inter-Scholars competition and I saw it was multiple-choice tests. Choose A, B, C, or D. So I went through the past ten years of tests to see how often each letter was used and then would use the most common one on the test.”

MS. WEAVER
“Couldn’t you have just studied?”

THOMAS TOPHAT
“That seemed like a lot of work and besides Channel 50 was doing a Mister Ed marathon.”

Ms. Weaver waves him to continue on with his story. Thomas sits down in the chair in the front of the desk.

THOMAS TOPHAT
“Long story short, I answered D to every question and got 1st place. The teachers and other students got very upset when they found out I just put D, hence this detention.”

MS. WEAVER
“Okay. You know the drill. Find a magazine and write a report on one of the articles.”
Thomas stands and exits the room. Ms. Weaver chuckles and then reopens her book. She resumes reading.

CUT BACK TO

INT. BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY, AFTERNOON
Thomas Topchat walks out of the Librarian’s office and walks over to the magazine rack. He looks over the magazines on the rack.

THOMAS TOPHAT
(to self) “I’ve already read all these. Okay, guess I’ll use this one.”

Thomas reaches for a magazine in the bottom row. As he pulls it out a small zine falls out. It appears to be printed on a photocopier and hand-assembled. Thomas picks up the zine looking at the cover. The title of the zine is “The Not So Puppet Show” written in large letters across the cover. Under the title is written “The Skipping Stone” in a cursive font.

THOMAS TOPHAT
“What is this?”

Thomas walks over to one of the tables and sits down. He opens the Not So zine and starts to read.

THOMAS TOPHAT
(to self) “On the shoreline of a lake…”

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM THE LIBRARY TO THE LAKE

FADE IN

EXT. LAKESIDE, DAYTIME
The front of the stage is the shoreline of a lake. The back of the stage is high grass transitioning into a thick forest. There is a pebble-laden path off to stage left. A fallen log sits on the shoreline.

LS OF THE BEACH
From the path enters THOMAS TYPEWRITER. He walks over to the shoreline and looks out at the water.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

As Thomas narrates a piece of background music which is noisy and unpleasant starts to increase in volume. He looks out to the water. When the volume of the cacophony becomes louder than the background sounds of animals and birds, Thomas turns his attention to the shoreline. He scans the beach and finds some rocks. With a flick of his arm, the rock sails out. The background noise stops.

CUT TO LS OF THOMAS ON THE SHORE.

The rock flies out and bounces across the water. It flies towards the camera before sinking under the water. He tosses a second.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Now that I am back here, something occurs to me. Something always occurs to me in those moments when my thoughts slip away, when I no longer feel too big on the inside, too small on the outside.”

CUT TO LS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

Thomas tosses another stone.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “ It occurs to me, that I am like this stone. I am propelled by some force traveling across a surface making waves until my arc ends and I disappear.”

CUT TO A SHOT OF STONE ENDING ITS FLIGHT AND SLIPPING UNDER THE WATER

CUT TO CS OF THE WAVES FROM THE ROCK SLIPPING UNDER THE WATER SPREADING OUT

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “And in my flight across this world, I have an effect. The waves of my effect will continue long after my flight has ended. Yet, they are not infinite. They too will eventually run out and disappear. And as all this unfolds I find myself a bystander watching the waves of my actions rippling out, captivated by the patterns of my life but at the same time unable to find any grand purpose to the whole affair.”

CUT BACK TO CS OF THOMAS’S FACE

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS THROWING A TONE

TRANSITION TO THE WAVE SCREEN SEQUENCE.

FADE TO THE WAVE SCREEN BOARD

The Water Shadow Board is a screen, a transparent water tank, and a set of bright lights. The three elements are arranged in a way that the bright lights project through the water tank onto the screen. The screen is filmed so that the shadow of any object moving across or through the water is cast onto the screen. Additionally, the inference patterns caused by the water in motion or waves across the surface of the water are also cast onto the screen. The camera will be positioned to film the screen and the shadows cast, not the tank of water or bright lights. Those will always remain out of frame.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “What is the measure of my life, of my stone’s throw?”

As Thomas narrates, stones are thrown across the surface of the water in the clear tank creating a shadow pattern on the screen.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Is it the number of years I live? The number of seconds I remain in flight? The distance traveled? The size or number of waves?”

The shadow patterns flow out to stop.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Maybe it is something else.”

INSERT TO CS OF A THROWN ROCK BOUNCING OFF THE WATER’S SURFACE, IN SLOW-MOTION.
SLOW THE SLOW MOTION OF THE ROCK BOUNCING OFF THE WATER UNTIL FREEZING AT THE MOMENT OF IMPACT. THEN PLAY IN REVERSE UNTIL THE ROCK IS BACK IN THOMAS’ HAND

CS OF THE ROCK IN THOMAS’ HAND

THE SKIPPING STONE
“The answer is simpler than you would believe. I have no control over the duration of my flight or the waves I make. I have no awareness of my path. All I have is the brief moments of contact with the surface. To me, there is only a lifespan of kisses with the water. I only have control over how I kiss, as in the sweet or bitter things I say at that moment and in turn how I take the sweet or bitter things the water says to me. That is my life and that by extension is your life.”

CUT TO CS OF THOMAS CONTEMPLATING WHAT THE SKIPPING STONE SAID.

THE SKIPPING STONE
(off-camera) “Ahem.”

Thomas looks down.

CUT TO A CLOSE SHOT OF THE ROCK IN THOMAS’ HAND

THE SKIPPING STONE
“Don’t you think it is time we both lived?”

CUT TO THOMAS NODDING HIS HEAD YES.

Thomas throws the rock. It skips out across the water. Thomas stands and watches the waves spread out and eventually disappear. He then pulls out his phone and dials a number. After a few RINGS, it picks up.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Hey, honey. Yeah, I’m feeling better. How about you. How are you doing? I’d like to listen to whatever you have to say.”

Thomas Typewriter exits.

FADE OUT

TRANSITION FROM NOT SO TO THE LIBRARY

FADE IN

INT. BORDERTOWN MIDDLE SCHOOL LIBRARY, AFTERNOON
A floor-to-ceiling bookcase spreads across the back of the stage. Off to the stage-right side extends a short wall with a double set of doors for entrance and a single door for the librarian’s office. The door to the librarian’s office is open. The door has a plaque over it with the following text: “Ms. Weaver”. On stage-left side of the stage sits a short wall containing a spinner rack filled with various young adult novels next to a metallic magazine rack. In front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase sits two round tables with chairs. At one of the tables sits THOMAS TOPCOAT reading an issue of the Not So zine. His backpack is lying down on the tabletop near him.

MS OF THOMAS READING NOT SO

Thomas Topcoat closes the Not So zine.

CS OF THOMAS TOPCOAT

He has a distant look in his eye as he mulls over what he just read. He nods his head as an idea forms.

CUT BACK TO MS OF THOMAS

Thomas reaches for his backpack and pulls out a pencil and a spiral notebook. Opening the notebook to a blank page, He starts to write.

PAN OUT

FADE OUT

The Ongoing Dramatis Personae

scripts, The Broken Book of Beasties, The Great Works Project scripts, The Not So Puppet Show, The Ongoing Dramatis catalogues

THE GOLDEN COINS:
(TGWP s00) Eight shiny gold coins the Outer One retrieved from a safe. Each coin bears a symbol on it with the eight symbols as follows: a wand, a castle, a quill, a light bulb, a shield, a harp, and a sword.

A HANDHELD:
(TGWP s00) A handheld video game player used by the Helping Hands in the Not Here, Not Now space. It has a small screen and six buttons in two groups of three. One of the group of buttons is marked as “Yes”, “No”, and “Maybe”. The other three buttons are marked “Sun”, “Star” and “Moon”.

HELPING HANDS:
(TGWP s00) Hands of the Puppeteers used as puppets and brought into full visibility to the audience. There are multiple Helping Hands producing the play, often doing work off-stage. They are usually distinguishable from each other by some individual or multiple characteristics.

THE LEFT HANDED HELPING HAND:
(TGWP s00) One of the pair of Helping Hands that brings the Handheld out and starts to play it. It is a left hand, which is also left-handed, wearing pink fingernail polish.

THE-MAN-WHO-LOVES:
(TGWP s00) A younger man, by comparison, who comes to visit The-Woman-Who-Loved in her hospital room. He reads her his latest script.

THE OUTER ONE:
(TGWP s00) A video game character who yearns for more. He retrieves eight golden coins and flees to a doorway in an unfinished portion of the game.

THE RIGHT HANDED HELPING HAND:
(TGWP s00) One of the pair of Helping Hands that brings the Handheld out and starts to play it. It is a right hand, which is also right-handed, wearing light blue fingernail polish.

THE-WOMAN-WHO-LOVED:
(TGWP s00) An elderly woman in the hospital. She can see the story The-Man-Who-Loves is reading to her.

The Ongoing Dramatis Loci

scripts, The Broken Book of Beasties, The Great Works Project scripts, The Not So Puppet Show, The Ongoing Dramatis catalogues

CHOICE HALL:
(TGWP s00) A long hallway with the appearance of a vintage pixelated video game. One of a series of artificial worlds nested inside other artificial worlds

THE DOORWAYS:
(TGWP s00) Five portals at one end of Choice Hall that lead to other areas within and without the artificial worlds. They appear as five doors up a short set of stairs. The first door is labeled “Fail”. The second doorway is labeled “Find”. The third doorway is labeled “Go”. The fourth doorway is labeled “Murmur”. The fifth doorway is not located with the other four but instead is sealed off in an abandoned hallway hidden from view.

THE GAMETIME:
(TGWP s00) The realm that comes into view when the Helping Hands turn on the handheld video game player. In it, we find the Outer One moving through the Choice Hall.

HOSPITAL ROOM ICU:
(TGWP s00) A hospital room where the Woman-Who-Loved sleeps while hooked up to medical machinery. Various get-well cards with flower designs can be seen on the table next to her bed. All that is seen of this room is the immediate area around her hospital bed.

THE NOT HERE, NOT NOW:
(TGWP s00) A space where the Man-Who-Loves’ story unfolds. It might exist on its own or merely be the imagination of the Woman-Who-Loved.

The Skipping Stone – a new The Not So Puppet Show script by Thomas Typewriter

scripts, The Not So Puppet Show

———–<.thom.>———–

THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Tract #001

“The Skipping Stone”

By Thomas Typewriter

———–<:type:>———–

FADE IN

Title Sequence plays

FADE OUT
FADE IN

LS OF THE BEACH

From the path enters THOMAS TYPEWRITER. He walks over to the shoreline and looks out at the water.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “As a child, I grew up close to a river, a short bike from the water’s edge. Something I liked doing was skipping stones. My mind was always too loud and my inner self too large. It all went away as I watched the rocks fly, the waves ripple out.”
As Thomas narrates a piece of background music which is noisy and unpleasant starts to increase in volume. He looks out to the water. When the volume of the cacophony becomes louder than the background sounds of animals and birds, Thomas turns his attention to the shoreline. He scans the beach and finds some rocks. With a flick of his arm, the rock sails out. The background noise stops.

CUT TO LS OF THOMAS ON THE SHORE.

The rock flies out and bounces across the water. It flies towards the camera before sinking under the water. He tosses a second.

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

CUT TO LS OF THOMAS TYPEWRITER

Thomas tosses another stone.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “ It occurs to me, I am like this stone. I am propelled by some force traveling across a surface making waves until my arc ends and I disappear.”

CUT TO A SHOT OF STONE ENDING ITS FLIGHT AND SLIPPING UNDER THE WATER

CUT TO CS OF THE WAVES FROM THE ROCK SLIPPING UNDER THE WATER SPREADING OUT

CUT BACK TO CS OF THOMAS’S FACE

CUT TO MS OF THOMAS THROWING A TONE

TRANSITION TO THE WAVE SCREEN SEQUENCE.

FADE TO THE WAVE SCREEN BOARD

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “What is the measure of my life, of my stone’s throw?”

As Thomas narrates, stones are thrown across the surface of the water in the clear tank creating a shadow pattern on the screen.”

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Is it the number of years I live? The number of seconds I remain in flight? The distance traveled? The size or number of waves?”

The shadow patterns flow out to stop.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
(narration) “Maybe it is something else.”

INSERT TO CS OF A THROWN ROCK BOUNCING OFF THE WATER’S SURFACE, IN SLOW-MOTION.

SLOW THE SLOW MOTION OF THE ROCK BOUNCING OFF THE WATER UNTIL FREEZING AT THE MOMENT OF IMPACT. THEN PLAY IN REVERSE UNTIL THE ROCK IS BACK IN THOMAS’ HAND

CS OF THE ROCK IN THOMAS’ HAND

CUT TO CS OF THOMAS CONTEMPLATING WHAT THE SKIPPING STONE SAID.

THE SKIPPING STONE
(off-camera) “Ahem.”

Thomas looks down.

CUT TO A CLOSE SHOT OF THE ROCK IN THOMAS’ HAND

THE SKIPPING STONE
“Don’t you think it is time we both lived?”

CUT TO THOMAS NODDING HIS HEAD YES.

THOMAS TYPEWRITER
“Hey, honey. Yeah, I’m feeling better. How about you. How are you doing? I’d like to listen to whatever you have to say.”
Thomas Typewriter exits.

FADE OUT