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THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT
a puppet play in many parts
Season 05, Episode 01
a prologue
By Thomas Typewriter
(c) 2023 thomas typewriter
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FADE IN TO BLACK
From the bottom of the screen scrolls up the following text: “05-01”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge. Shortly thereafter, from the bottom center of the screen scrolls up the following text: “a prologue”. It moves upwards, pausing a moment in the center of the frame, then continues upward, exiting the frame at the top edge.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
EXT. THE UNDOCUMENTED SPACE, OUTSIDE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN
OPEN AND HOLD ON A CS OF A SCRIPTBOOK FOR THE GREAT WORKS PROJECT. IT IS OPEN TO THE SCRIPT FOR SEASON THREE, EPISODE 10
GRIGIO COLORI
(off-screen) “So that’s where my scriptbook went.”
CUT TO POV OF THE OUTER ONE, WHO WAS READING THE SCRIPTBOOK, TURNING AND LOOKING UP AT GRIGIO.
The Outer One is leaning against a partial wall coming from the doorframe for a pair of double doors in the midst of the greyness of the Undocumented Space. There is an unseen light illuminating the double doors while the rest of the area has a foggy ambient light with patches of darkness in the distant. Each door has in a golden script “7” written on it denoting them as the doors to the Unroom Not.Seven.
THE OUTER ONE
“Oh, sorry about that.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“No problem. Here let me help you up.”
The Outer One reaches with their left hand, keeping the glitching right hand to hold the scriptbook. Grigio grips their hand and pulls the Outer One to a standing position.
GRIGIO COLORI
“So, you into Thomas Typewriter too.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Yeah. I was down here hoping to study his works.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Yeah, me too. I find they give me a “unique” perspective on my life.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Would that have anything to do with you being a character in his stories.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Potentially. Names Grigio.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Hello Grigio. (hands the scriptbook) I guess you’ll be wanting this back.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Just for a moment, I wanted to look up something real quick. May I?”
THE OUTER ONE
“Sure.”
Grigio reaches for the scriptbook.
GRIGIO COLORI
“Which Alphabet Mouse was the sleepy…(grabs Outer One’s right hand hand What happened to your hand.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Stuck it somewhere I wasn’t supposed to. Got glitched.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Does it hurt.”
THE OUTER ONE
“No, not really. More irritating than anything else. Banned from the Unrooms though. Didn’t think they were monitored. Stuck out here.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“That sucks. Anything you can do to fix it.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Maybe. There might be something.”
GIGRIO COLORI
“So you going to try?”
THE OUTER ONE
“Not sure.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“If you’re worried about doing it alone, you won’t have.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Really? Don’t you have some role to play in the plot.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Yes, but the narrative will fix itself. It’s not like some other character could make that delivery. I got a feeling about you, a good feeling, and want to help.”
Grigio holds out his hand for the Outer One in a sign of friendship and help. The Outer One takes a moment to look, to understand the gesture Grigio offers him. A moment of internal debate plays out inside the Outer One before they ultimately accept Grigio’s help.
THE OUTER ONE
“Yes.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Okay so where to now.”
THE OUTER ONE
“We need to find a sword in the haystacks.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“What?”
THE OUTER ONE
“It’ll make more sense when we get there.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Lead the way.”
The pair exit the scene.
THE CAMERA SHIFTS FROM POV TO THIRD PERSON. IT DETACHES FROM THE OUTER ONE’S VIEWPOINT AND WATCHES AS THEY AND GRIGIO WALK AWAY. AS THEY MOVE AWAY IT PANS LEFT AND BACKWARDS TO THE DOOR TO THE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN.
As The Outer One and Grigio Colori walk away we hear bits of their conversation fading away.
THE OUTER ONE
“So you in the habit of leaving the play to help an audience member?”
GRIGIO COLORI
“No, first time. How about you? You break a body part on a work of fiction before?”
THE OUTER ONE
“Nope. First time.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“Well, they say there is a first time for everything.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Also a last time.”
GRIGIO COLORI
“We might be getting ahead of ourselves there.”
THE OUTER ONE
“Too true.”
TRANSITION FROM THE UNDOCUMENTED SPACE TO THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE
THE CAMERA ROTATES AND PANS THROUGH THE DOOR TO THE UNROOM NOT.SEVEN
The TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE sits in the center of the Unroom Not.Seven. The lights in the Unroom are at a dim setting. The sound of TYPEWRITER KEYS CLICK CLACKING chimes out from somewhere within the Typewriter Abstract Puppet Stage.
PAN IN ON TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE
PAN IN ON THE MID-STAGE AREA
The Mid-Stage curtains part revealing an empty stage. The Curtain of Clouds that lines the back of the Mid-stage is the only
BACK-STAGE: THE CONCURRENT DISTANCES, SPECIFICALLY DOWNDREAM
The stage is dark, only illuminated by a soft pale blue light. A gentle fog rolls across the bottom of the stage. A few DREAM-BUBBLES emerge from stage-right and slowly drift across the stage exiting stage-left. After they leave, a YUCK-BUBBLE enters from stage-left and erratically drifts across the stage. THE MOTHER rushes on stage from stage-left in pursuit. The Yuck-bubble picks up its pace. She quickly closes the gap and starts to try to catch it. It manages to elude her grasp a few times, the two of them tumbling and bouncing around the center stage area, before ultimately she nabs him. Ensnares it. The Yuck-bubble struggles to get loose, struggles against her grip.
THE MOTHER
“Hush now, it is going to be okay. Calm now. Shh. It’s going to be alright.Shh.”
The Yuck-bubble starts to calm down as she coos to it. Finally it stops struggling.
THE MOTHER
“There. There. Much better. See no harm is going to come to you.”
She leans over and kisses the Yuck-bubble on the top of its form.
THE MOTHER
“I am sorry you felt hurt. I am sorry you felt damaged. Felt incomplete. You are very special. I want you to know that. Very special to me and many others. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for existing.”
As The Mother leans up we see that the Yuck-Bubble has changed back to into a Dream-Bubble. She lets go of it and the new Dream-bubble drifts up and away, exiting stage-left. The Mother watches it leave, waving goodbye. After it exits, the Mother coughs. She then coughs harder, doubling over, caught in a coughing fit. When she stops we can see blood on her hands where she had covered her mouth. Some blood tinges the corner of her mouth.
CUT TO CS OF THE MOTHER’S HANDS WITH BLOOD ON THEM
CUT TO CS OF MOTHER’S REACTION
CUT BACK TO FRAMING SHOT OF THE BACK-STAGE
THE MOTHER
“Oh no.”
She then starts coughing again and falls over, disappearing into the fog
THE CAMERA PANS OUTWARD AND OUT FROM THE BACK-STAGE
TRANSITION FROM BACK-STAGE TO THE MID-STAGE
The Curtain of Clouds closes.
CAMERA PANS BACKWARDS OUT FROM THE MID-STAGE
The Mid-stage curtains close.
THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN AWAY FROM THE TYPEWRITER ABSTRACT PUPPET STAGE
FADE OUT
Thomas Typewriter 