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THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT

a puppet play in many parts

Season 04, Episode 02

By Thomas Typewriter

(c) 2022

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FADE IN TO BLACK

From the bottom center of the screen scrolls up the following text: “04-02”. It continues upward, pausing briefly in the center, and exits off the top of the frame.

FADE OUT
FADE IN

INT. A-MOUSE’S OFFICE

OPEN ON A LS OF THE OFFICE LOOKING IN FROM THE DOOR

A-Mouse’s office sits on the Deeper, or the second floor of the Alphabet Mice offices. The offices are situated across five floors in total, each with their own designation. The Writer’s Room is on the fifth or top floor. The next floor down or the fourth floor is the Numbertarium, housing the office of #-Mouse. Below the Numbertarium is The Deep or the third floor, housing the offices of Q-Mouse, W-Mouse, E-Mouse, R-Mouse, T-Mouse, Y-Mouse, U-Mouse, I-Mouse, O-Mouse and P-Mouse. The Deeper, or the second floor, houses the offices of A-Mouse, S-Mouse, D-Mouse, F-Mouse, G-Mouse, H-Mouse, J-Mouse, K-Mouse, and L-Mouse. Below The Deeper is The Deepest, housing the offices of Z-Mouse, X-Mouse, C-Mouse, V-Mouse, B-Mouse, N-Mouse and M-Mouse. There is also a level below The Deeper, reached by descending a long staircase, called The Subterranean. The Alphabet Mice prefer to avoid The Subterranean, except Z-Mouse who swam in the Circular River flowing through its depths. Each office, except for the Numbertarium, have similar layouts. All are wider than deep, with a door to the hallway on one side, and a door to the office holder’s apartment on the opposite wall.
The office itself features a wooden desk topped by a small TV with a built-in VCR, a lamp, and a rotary phone in the back center of the room. Behind the desk stands a door flanked by wooden cabinets alternating in style between Art Nouveau and Art Deco. The cabinets spread out along the outside walls of the office. A motivational poster hangs on the door. It depicts an aardvark hanging on a tree branch with the caption “ALWAYS ATTEMPTING”. A-MOUSE stands stage-right getting a vhs cassette and an abacus from one of the cabinets. She returns to her desk.

CUT TO A MS OF A-MOUSE AT HER DESK

A-Mouse pops a videocassette out of its case and inserts it into the VCR slot on the TV. Static bursts dance onto the screen before the first images of the “Yes, Virginia there is such a thing as an Abacus” instructional tape starts playing.

CUT TO OVER SHOULDER VIEW OF MONITOR

PAN IN TO MONITOR

TRANSITION FROM A-MOUSE’S OFFICE TO INSTRUCTIONAL VIDEO

INSTRUCTIONAL VIDEO

FADE IN TO LS OF THE SCHOOL

EXT. POTSANDPANSTOWN’S SCHOOL FOR IMPOVERISHED CHILDREN
Over the school, in the center of the screen, in an ornate Edwardian font, appears the following title: “Yes Virginia, There is an Abacus.” The title stays on the screen for a few moments, then fades away.

PAN FROM LS TO MS OF SCHOOL DOORS

A 1910’s style schoolhouse of all stone, more angle than graceful curve, The Potsandpanstown School for Impoverished Children has ended another day. Children, excited and playful, spill out of the school’s doors. They dance away in their restitched patchwork clothes and grimy faces. VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA exits the school.

PAN FOLLOWING VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA AS SHE LEAVES THE SCHOOL GROUNDS.

At the front gate, Virginia’s pace quickens, trying to avoid THE CAROLINA TWINS leaning against the fence. As she steps past them they call out.

SOUTHANNE CAROLINA
“Hey Virginia.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“Where you going so fast.”

Virginia stops, face scrunching at a bad taste, and turns.

CUT TO MS OF THE THREE

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Carolina. Carolina.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“What, you don’t have time for your friends?”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“I have to get home. My dad is…”

SOUTHANNE CAROLINA
(interrupting Virginia)”You still believe in Abacuses?”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“Yeah, still believe in that fairy tale?”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Yes they are real. My dad told me so.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“No uh, they’re not.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Uh-huh.”

SOUTHANNE CAROLINA
“Nuh-uh.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Uh-huh.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“No they’re not.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Yes they are.”

SOUTHANNE CAROLINA
(interrupting) “Only babies believe in faerie tales.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA
“You a baby Virginia. You wearing a diaper. You like rattles. Are your skull bones still fusing.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“I am not a baby, and Abacuci are real.”

NORTHENGALE CAROLINA AND SOUTHANNE CAROLINA
“Baby butt windshield wiper! Look at the diaper. Look at the crier! Baby butt windshield wiper! Look at the diaper. Look at the crier!”

Virginia runs away.

TRANSITION FROM SCHOOL TO APARTMENT

INT. APARTMENT 41, AFTERNOON

CUT TO LS OF APARTMENT 41

Apartment 41 is a drab sparse apartment, almost stereotypical, located in a tenement that is low price as it is run down. Peeling paint barely covers the wood panel walls. The Westvirginia’s have few appliances and furniture. Oddly, the furniture they do have is made up of smaller bits of the same furniture. The television is a small black and white set on top of a larger console television. The kitchen table is made up of smaller tables and stools stacked on top of each other and taped together. Lines of laundry hang across the open front room, dividing the kitchen area from the living room. OLD DA, Virginia’s father sits in his chair. It is cobbled together from parts of many different chairs, feet propped on a coffee table constructed from a broken espresso machine and empty coffee cans. He relaxes reading his favorite newspaper “The New News Newspaper”. Off to the other side of the apartment stands OLD MA, Virginia’s mother, at the kitchen sink washing dishes. A CLICK OF THE DOORKNOB and VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA runs into the room. She throws herself on the table sobbing. Old Ma and Old Da exchange glances.

CUT BETWEEN ALTERNATING SHOTS OF OLD MA AND OLD PA

Old Ma gestures for Old Da to console Virginia. He shakes his head no and gestures for Old Ma to do. She responds gesturing more emphatically he should. He gestures no, you really should. They go back and forth a few more times until Old Ma gives him a hard stare and he relents.

LS OF ROOM.

Old Da folds up his paper and stands. He crosses over to the table.

OLD DA
“Everything okay honey.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“They made fun of me daddy.”

OLD DA
“Who did?”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Some kids at school. All because I said I believe abacus are real.”

OLD DA
“Oh. Is that all. Here I thought it was something serious.”

INSERT MS OF OLD MA AND OLD DA.

Old Ma gives Old Da a giving a withering glance at his answer. She then gestures for him to try again. He notices the gesture and winces.

CUT BACK…

OLD DA
“I mean that is horrible.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“How do I convince them daddy?

Old Da thinks a moment then answers.

OLD DA
“The New News Newspaper. Write to the paper and when they say it’s true then everyone will know your right.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“But, I thought their slogan was all the news fit to wrap a fish with. Nobody is going to believe me if it is printed in that.”

OLD DA
“You’re thinking of the Monday, Wednesday and Friday editions. On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday its Truth, truth, and more truth.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“ Wait, what their slogan on Sunday’s”

OLD DA
“Id rather be fishing.”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Oh.” (thinks a moment) “Can we go fishing Sunday? I need some new boots.”

OLD DA
“Sure thing honey.”

CUT TO CS OF VIRGINIA WRITING AT THE TABLE BY CANDLELIGHT.

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
(voice over) “Dear Editor. My father says if it is in The New News Newspaper it has to be true. My problem is my friends make fun of me for believing in something no one has ever seen. But I say just because we haven’t seen it does not mean it doesn’t exist. I have never seen tomorrow before it arrives, but every sunrise I find a new day. So I ask, am I wrong to believe in abacuci? “

Virginia finishes writing and steps away from the table. A few moments later, the paper is caught in a draft and blows off the table.

CAMERA FOLLOWS THE PAPER

The paper drifts across the room and out an open window. It continues across the city. It reaches the docks and continues out to sea. Moving past dolphins and rainbows it drifts to an island.

CUT TO…

INT. ABACUS MANOR MAIN OFFICE, DAYTIME.

LS OF THE OFFICE

A large library study, the main office of Lord Abacus sits on the ground floor of Abacus Manor. Various suits of armor and stuffed trophy animals line the walls. The manor’s main butler, CALCULATOR THE BUTLER, stands at the ready with a silver platter. LORD ABACUS sits at his desk busily working on paperwork. The letter drifts through the open window and lands on the silver platter.

CUT TO MS OF CALCULATOR THE BUTLER.

He looks down and notices the letter.

CALCULATOR THE BUTLER
“Sir, another letter has drifted to you.”

CUT TO CS OF LORD ABACUS

LORD ABACUS
(turning and looking over sunglasses) “Well, bring it over my good man.”

CUT TO LS OF DESK.

Calculator the Butler brings the latter to the desk. He lowers the silver platter towards Lord Abacus. The Lord takes the latter and starts to read it. His face turns grim.

LORD ABACUS
“Calculator, get my walking shoes ready.”

CALCULATOR THE BUTLER
“Excellent sir. Shall you be gone long.”

LORD ABACUS
“Only as long as it takes to restore a young girl’s faith in the world.”

CALCULATOR THE BUTLER
“So, forever.”

CUT TO MONTAGE OF HIM DRESSING IN RUNNING GEAR WITH A SERIES OF QUICK CUTS.

Lord Abacus, in his full running gear and with water bottle and running waist pack, gives a thumbs up to Calculator the Butler. He then power walks out the door.

EXT. ABACUS ISLAND DOCKS, DAYTIME
A long dock runs out from the sandy beach of Abacus Island. A path leads from Abacus Manor on the hilltop to the base of the dock. There are only two boats currently tied up at the dock. A sporty speedboat named the MAGNUM PIE and a larger sailboat named ROCKFORD FLYER. The dock has a series of crates in the gap between the sailboat and the speedboat.

LS OF DOCK FROM END LOOKING UP THE TRAIL WITH THE MANOR IN THE DISTANCE

Lord Abacus power walks down the trail, heading for the Magnum Pie.

CUT TO SHOT OF THE DOCK AND CRATES WHERE A GROUP OF ARMED MEN COME OUT.

THE MENTAL MATH TOUGHIES GANG emerges from the shipping crates and hiding places on the dock, stopping LORD ABACUS. There are ten gang members, each wearing a windbreaker emblazoned with a number from 1-10 and the letters MMT. Lord Abacus skids to a stop. BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS emerges from the crate clapping.

BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS
“Off to help another troubled child in the world Lord Abacus. Everyone clap for the good Samaritan.”

The Mental Math Toughies Gang claps. They clap too long so Boss Drifting Digits sharply gestures them to stop.

BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS
“Always so willing to help the children of the world. All children. Like you helped my children. MY CHILDREN! Where are they, Lord Abacus!”

LORD ABACUS
“Somewhere you can never hurt them again.”

BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS
“Wrong answer. Get him.”

The Mental Math Toughies gang members run down the dock towards Lord Abacus, weapons drawn.

LORD ABACUS
“Oh well if you’re looking for the correct answer, then I would have to say…MY FOOT!.”

Lord A jumps into a flying kick that shoots across the dock cutting through six gang members. He then pivots into a handstand, sticks his foot in a seventh gang member’s mouth and proceeds to spin. The seventh gang member is spun around like a weapon knocking the remaining three gang members. Lord Abacus flips up to a standing position, crouched and ready for more action.

CUT TO BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS

Boss Drifting Digits pulls a missile launcher. He starts yelling at Lord Abacus as he takes aim.

BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS
“NOT TODAY LORD ABACUS! TODAY YOU BURN! YOU BURN IN THE HOT SPOT!”

He launches a missile.

CUT TO LORD ABACUS

Lord Abacus looks left and right quickly taking stock of the situation. He starts to run left and whistles. He jumps off the edge of the dock while the missile zooms towards him.

CUT TO SLOW MOTION OF LORD ABACUS JUMPING OFF THE EDGE OF THE DOCK AND OUT OVER TO WATER.

A dolphin jumps up out of the water in response to Lord Abacus’ whistle. He lands on the dolphin. The missile races in close. Spinning on one foot, he kicks the missile back towards Boss Drifting Digits.

CUT TO THE MISSILE RACING TOWARDS BOSS TROUBLE.

INSERT CS OF BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS

BOSS DRIFTING DIGITS
“Gulp, looks like I forgot to carry the one.”

The dock is consumed in a fiery explosion as Boss Drifting Digits is vaporized by the missile.

CUT TO A SECOND DOLPHIN JUMPING OUT OS THE WATER.

CUT TO LORD ABACUS FINISHING HIS SPIN KICK ROTATION IN TIME TO PLACE HIS FOOT ON THE SECOND DOLPHIN.

Lord Abacus rides the two dolphins into the sunset.

CUT TO…

EXT. POTS’N’PANTOWN DOCKS, MORNING

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA and OLD DA are at the dock fishing. From the distance speeds Lord Abacus straddling two dolphins. He reaches near the dock and the dolphins launch into the air. He flips, landing softly on the dock next to Virginia. The dolphins land back in the water and swim away.

LORD ABACUS
(holds up the letter) “Are you Virginia Westvirginia? The Virginia Westvirginia who wrote this letter?”

VIRGINIA VIRGINIA-WEST
“Yes.”

LORD ABACUS
“Good, because I am here to tell you, yes Virginia there is such a thing as an abacus…”

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Yes! I knew it!”

Then the scene splits in two behind Lord Abacus. It moves off to the sides, off screen, revealing the new setting.

VIRGINIA WESTVIRGINIA
“Wait, what is going on here?”

INT. LEARN-U-CATIONAL EDU-STUDYMENT CLASSROOM, DAYTIME
A bland college classroom, Lord Abacus stands in front of the classroom addressing a group of students. Virginia Westvirginia and Old Da are in the front rows, a little confused as to what is going on. Every student has an abacus on their desk.

MS OF LORD ABACUS FROM THE BACK OF CLASSROOM

LORD ABACUS
“…and anyone can easily learn how to operate it. Okay students, pick up your abacus and prepare to learn with me over the course of the next twenty-two easy lessons.”

TRANSITION FROM VIDEO TO OFFICE A

A-Mouse sits at her desk. Following along with the video, she pulls out her abacus. The PHONE RINGS. A-Mouse pauses the video and answers the phone.

A-MOUSE
“Hello. (pause)He said what? Sure, I’ll help. Let me ask everyone on this floor what they want and then I’ll meet you at the elevators. Ok. Cool. Bye.”

A-Mouse hangs up the phone then leans over and grabs a pad of paper and pencil from the desk along with a set of car keys. She turns off the monitor and puts on her jacket. She walks out of the office and turns off the lights.

FADE OUT