Friday, November 5, 2010

Frankenbear

Frankenbear



OPENING SCENE:



INT SHOT OF A POST OFFICE



CLERK: Where to?



WOMAN: The city of Townsville.



DISSOLVE TO:



INT SHOT OF THE UTONIUM LIVING ROOM AND THE UTONIUMS



[The PROFESSOR hands BUBBLES a package.]



BUBBLES: What is it?



PROFESSOR: It's a package from my sister Ursula. Open it!



BUBBLES: Oh my! It's a teddy bear... isn't it?



PROFESSOR: Yes, it's a teddy bear. Ursula makes a lot of patchwork quilts, so I guess when she decided to make a bear, she made it out of the pieces of a lot of different bears.



BUTTERCUP: Creepy!



PROFESSOR: Buttercup.



BLOSSOM: I think it's... oh, what's the word I'm looking for...?



BUTTERCUP: Creepy.



PROFESSOR: Buttercup!



BUBBLES": That's okay, Professor. I'm sure it was made with a lot of love, and that's what counts, right?



PROFESSOR: Yes, Bubbles, that's what counts.



FADE TO BLACK



CUT TO:



DEEP BLUE NIGHTTIME SHOT OF PPG IN BED



PROFESSOR'S VOICE: Goodnight, Girls.



PPG: Goodnight, Professor.



[BUBBLES' eyes drift towards the bear, which is on a bedroom table.]



CUT TO:



A CLOSEUP OF BUBBLES



BUBBLES(thinking): It was made with love... it was made with love... it was made with love...



CUT TO:



A CLOSEUP OF THE BEAR



WHIP PAN TO:



INT SHOT OF URSULA SITTING ON A SOFA



[HIM stands beside her.]



HIM(feminine voice): Very well done, Ursula. You made the bear exactly to my specifications.



URSULA: I hated every minute of it.



HIM(f.v.):Oh, don't worry. No real harm will befall the Girls. I just want to play with them.



URSULA: Pervert!



HIM(f.v.): Why, thank you. It isn't all that often I get a compliment. (grins fiercely)



WHIP PAN TO:



CLOSEUP OF BEAR



[The BEAR starts to shake and wobble and jump. Finally a glowing red heart leaps out of its chest and lands on the floor. The PPG gather around it.]



BLOSSOM: This looks like one of Him's tricks.



BUTTERCUP: Whatever that thing is, it sure is full of energy. What should we do with it?



BUBBLES: Put it in the car's gas tank?



BLOSSOM AND BUTTERCUP: Cool!



CUT TO:



A SHOT OF THE PPG IN THE GARAGE



[They put the heart in the gas tank.]



CUT TO:



INT SHOT OF PPG BEDROOM



[The PPG drift into bed.]



BLOSSOM: Girls, I think this has been a good night's work well done.



CUT TO:



EXT MORNING SHOT OF UTONIUM HOUSE AND ROAD



[The PROFESSOR drives onto the road and leaves.]



CUT TO:



A SHOT OF THE PROFESSOR IN THE CAR



CAR: I want you to place me on the floor.



PROFESSOR: ...Okay...(He floors the gas pedal.)



CAR: I want you to guess my name. If you guess right, I'll give you a surprise!



PROFESSOR: Um... Betty?



CUT TO:



AN EXT SHOT OF THE CAR DRIVING UP THE SIDE OF A SKYSCRAPER



PROFESSOR'S VOICE: Auggghhhhhh...!!!



WHIP PAN TO:



INT SHOT OF THE PPG IN THE LIVING ROOM



[BUBBLES is holding the bear. HIM appears.]



HIM(f.v.): Oo -- hoo -- hoo -- hoo! Well, I bet you girls have had a wild morning!



BLOSSOM: Huh? Oh, yeah, the heart.



HIM(f.v.): You found it?



BUTTERCUP: Hours ago. That is so over with.



BUBBLES: He's a good bear now.



HIM(evil voice): Well -- where's the heart?!



[A wild-eyed PROFESSOR staggers ON SCREEN and up to HIM. He licks HIM'S face.]



PROFESSOR: Blaugh! Demon sweat! Ptui! Ptui!. Him -- get the heck out of my house! You're not Betty!



[A hurt HIM vanishes.]



BLOSSOM: Professor, are you okay?



PROFESSOR: It's just nerves... it'll pass.



BLOSSOM(to CAMERA): You'd better cut to the ending.



CUT TO:



HEARTS AND STARS



NARRATOR: And so the day, and the bear, are saved, thanks to the Powerpuff Girls.



[The PPG appear.]



The End

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Powerpuff Girls fanfiction, also posted at fanfiction.net as rayb07

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