Into the Woods Page #2

INT. BAKER’S COTTAGE - DAY

The BAKER and his WIFE are scurrying about the kitchen.

BAKER (V.O.)

And then there was a hungry little

girl who always wore a red cape...

The BAKER turns to see a small hand rise up and snatch one of

the BUNS off the counter.

BAKER:

Hey!

The BAKER swiftly comes around the counter where a small,

plump young girl in a red cape, LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD

studies the goodies.

LRRH:

I WISH./ IT’S NOT FOR ME,/ IT’S FOR MY

GRANNY IN THE WOODS./ A LOAF OF BREAD,

PLEASE,/ TO BRING MY POOR OLD HUNGRY/

GRANNY IN THE WOODS.../ JUST A LOAF OF

BREAD, PLEASE.

INT. CINDERELLA’S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY

The STEPSISTERS are still laughing at CINDERELLA. The

STEPMOTHER looks around the room and sees a large bowl of

lentils. She walks over, picks it up and violently flings the

bowl towards CINDERELLA strewing the beans across the room

and into the fireplace.

STEPMOTHER:

(cheery)

Cinderella, if you can pick up these

lentils, and finish your chores in

time, then you may go to the ball with

us.

(to her DAUGHTERS)

Come along, ladies...

STEPSISTERS:

Yes, Mother.

They sweep out of the room giggling.

BACK ON CINDERELLA. She stands forlornly, studying the mess

that awaits her. She closes her eyes and begins to gently

sway as if going into a trance.

CINDERELLA:

COME LITTLE BIRDS,/ DOWN FROM THE

EAVES/ AND THE LEAVES,/ OVER FIELDS,/

OUT OF CASTLES AND PONDS.../ AHHHHH...

INT. JACK’S FARMHOUSE - DAY

JACK is trying to milk the COW as his MOTHER looks on

dubiously.

JACK:

NO, SQUEEZE, PAL ...

JACK’S MOTHER hears the loud squalling of birds and runs to

the window, sticking her head out.

JACK’S MOTHER’S POV

Birds flying en masse over their house.

EXT. CINDERELLA’S HOUSE - DAY

We see the BIRDS swarming and flying down the chimney.

INT. CINDERELLA’S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY

CINDERELLA opens her eyes to greet the birds that now

surround her.

CINDERELLA:

QUICK, LITTLE BIRDS,/ FLICK THROUGH

THE ASHES./ PICK AND PECK, BUT

SWIFTLY,/ SIFT THROUGH THE ASHES./

INTO THE POT...

The BIRDS spread out and begin their task.

EXT. JACK’S FARMHOUSE - DAY

JACK sits atop MILKY-WHITE as if she were a horse, his arm

WHIRLING as he releases a sling and sends a STONE hurtling

towards a TIN CUP on top of the door frame. There is a loud

“CLANG”.

JACK:

Bullseye!

JACK’S MOTHER was just exiting the house. The CUP falls down,

narrowly missing her.

JACK’S MOTHER

What are you doing? Stop your

pretending!

She grabs JACK’S sling and pulls him away from the COW.

JACK’S MOTHER (CONT’D)

Now listen to me well, son.

Milky-White must be taken to market.

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