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THE NOT SO PUPPET SHOW

Season One, Episode Two

“My Feet Move and Something Deep Eats”

By Thomas Typewriter

(c) 2024 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