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THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT
a puppet play in many parts
Season 07, Episode 01
a prologue
By Thomas Typewriter
(c) 2026 Jason Arcand
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FADE IN TO BLACK
From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “07-01”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge. Immediately following that text’s exit, up scrolls “a prologue” from the bottom of the frame. It scrolls upward pausing in the center of the frame before continuing up and out of the top of the frame.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
EXT. SWORDPOINT HILLS, AFTERNOON
THE OUTER ONE and GRIGIO COLORI stand on one of the hills overlooking Swordpoint Hills. They are near the crest and looking down at the crowds. The Swordpoint, at the center of the hills, is a large stone slab with small stairs. There are five stones on the tableau. Each stone has a beam of light shining upward towards the sky. Surrounding the tableau and snaking out into the hills are multiple lines of people waiting in queue. Small covered stalls can be seen dotted around the hills, each with gate guarded by a muscular bouncer.
CS OF THE TEXT AT THE END OF SEASON 06 FROM THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT COMPLETE SCRIPTBOOK.
GRIGIO COLORI
(Voice-over) “Okay so that is where season six ends. Should I go on?”
THE OUTER ONE
(Voice-over) “No, that’s probably as good a stopping point as any. You should put that away, we have more pressing concerns.”
The scriptbook closes.
CUT TO MS OF THE OUTER ONE AND GRIGIO
GRIGIO COLORI
“Like what.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Getting here was the easy part. Now comes the hard part – the line.”
The Outer One takes a step forward and looks downward. Grigio watches and copies the action.
PAN TO AN AERIAL LS OF SWORDPOINT.
The multiple long lines of the crowd snake through the hills.
GRIGIO COLORI
“I see what you mean. So where do we start.”
THE OUTER ONE
“We go see a man about credit, but first lets take a break. I am feeling a bit tired.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Is your wrist bothering you.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Unfortunately, I think it is. A little rest and I should be fine.”
MS OF GRIGIO AND COLORI
They sit down on the grass. The Outer One flops onto his back and takes three deep breaths. As the Outer One lays on the ground his shirt rides up , revealing that the glitching has spread even further. The side of his neck, his entire right arm, and the right side of his chest show signs of the glitching scrolling abstract text.
THE OUTER ONE
“It is going to take me a minute longer than I anticipated to get my wind back. Maybe you should continue reading the scriptbook.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Sure. Lets see, where was I. Season Seven, Episode One. We open on the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage. We start at a long shot and move in closer.”
FADE OUT TO
INT. THE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN
LS OF THE UNROOM FROM THE ENTRYWAY
SLOWLY PAN THROUGH THE ROOM TO THE WOODEN STAGE. THE PAN FOLLOWS A MEANDERING OR SNAKING PATH.
The Unroom Not.Seven is a large space so cavernous that the ceiling and far walls are lost in darkness. A tile floor is decorated with a short wooden stage. Grey carpet squares are arraigned in rows around the stage. Long power cords snake through the squares to spindle like floor lamps at the ends of rows. From the darkness of the ceiling emerge long chains adorned with pendulum lamps. The soft light from the hanging lamps and floor lamps is not enough to fully pierce the darkness of the room. What is visible is seen with a soft light. THE SOUND OF TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING rings out. Unseen lamps above the wooden stage flip on. In their beams of light, THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE appears.
LS OF THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE
PAN IN ON THE MID-STAGE AREA
MID-STAGE: CURTAINS CLOSED
The Mid-Stage Curtains part revealing that the Mid-Stage is empty and unilluminated.
PAN PAST THE EDGE OF THE MID-STAGE CURTAIN AND THROUGH THE MID-STAGE TOWARDS THE CURTAIN OF CLOUDS
The Curtain of Clouds along the back of the Mid-Stage parts revealing the Back-Stage.
PAN IN UNTIL PROPERLY FRAMING THE BACK-STAGE
BACK-STAGE: THE CONCURRENT DISTANCES, BETWIXTLIGHT
A soft fog rolls across the bottom of the stage while DREAM-BUBBLES drift across the stage. They enter stage-right and exit stage-left. They are not all moving at the same speed, so one may pass another. A soft light starts to be cast from off-stage stage-left. The light grows brighter and brighter until the source of the light, THE LAMPSTICK, enters stage-left. It appears as a bipedal post with a hanging lamp. The post and legs have a rough construction appearance whereas the lamp appears finely crafted. It moves to the center of the stage with a dancing rhythm. Following closely behind are ONDE, AVEN, NETTE, and HERON THE AELIOPHILE.
AVEN
(to Nette) “You sure that thing knows where it is going?”
NETTE
“Yes. There is a magic to the things we make together, and that magic is going to help us find her.”
The Lampstick pauses just off center-stage. It freezes mid-motion.
AVEN
“Now what?”
ONDE
“I don’t know anymore.”
NETTE
“Give it a moment.”
The Lampstick slowly moves it’s lamp left and then right. It jumps up and starts walking, exiting stage-left. Nette follows the Lampstick and exits stage-left. Aven also exits.
ONDE
“Come along Heron.”
Heron runs over to her side and they leave stage-left together. The stage goes dark for a moment and when the lights come back the fog at the bottom of the stage is thicker. Additionally, the quantity and pace of Dream-Bubbles flowing across the top of the stage has increased. A bright light approaches from off-stage stage-left, casting a brighter and brighter light on the fog and dream bubbles. The Lampstick enters stage-left followed by Aven, Nette, Onde, and Heron the Aeliophile. The Lampstick stops mid-stage and starts to blink its light. Aven, Nette and Onde fan out attempting to look for something.
AVEN
“Can any of you see her? Is it sure she is here?”
NETTE
“Yes. But I can’t see her either. The fog is too thick. How did she ever find her way through here.”
ONDE
“I have an idea. Heron could you help us clear the fog?”
Heron starts to whirl his steam pipes blowing away the fog. On the ground, passed out, lays THE MOTHER. Her hair has changed to all silver and she is now THE CRONE.
AVEN, NETTE, AND ONDE
(in unison) “Mother!”
They rush over to her. Aven and Onde lift her up. Nette touches her face trying to wake her.
NETTE
“Wake-up. Wake-up mother. It is okay, we are here now.”
ONDE
“Is she okay?”
AVEN
“I don’t know.”
NETTE
“She’s not waking up.”
AVEN
“We need to get her home.” (turns to the Lampstick) “Could you lead us back home?”
The Lampstick nods yes. It slowly looks left and then right. It hops and starts off exiting stage-left. Onde stands carrying the Crone.
NETTE
“You going to be okay carrying her.”
ONDE
“Yeah, she is surprisingly light.”
Aven exits stage-left. Onde, carrying the Crone, follows her. Nette walks over to Heron and pats him on top.
NETTE
“Good job. Now lets go home.”
Nette and Heron exit stage-left.
FADE OUT

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