Damsel Page #4
Rapunzel’s finger nails are caked in dirt. Bloody from
picking.
RAPUNZEL:
He will come. He will come. He
will find me.
She’s lost count of the days. Her movements have become
twitches of insanity. Erratic.
BRAUN (V.O.)
For 30 years Rapunzel lived alone
in the high tower cell. Nourished
only by the dark magic of her
captor.
She sits in the corner, masked in the dark shadow of her
prison. She brushes her own hair. Babels. Trying to
remember
10.
RAPUNZEL:
He will come. He will find me.
Her clothing is stained. Age lines crease at the corners of
Rapunzel’s face.
The white dove comes to her window. She erupts in a bout of
insane anger. With a scream of frustration, she rushes
toward the bird. It flies away.
Her screams echo through the redwood forest surrounding the
Ivory Fortress.
Isolation.
BRAUN (V.O.)
When Rapunzel had finally lost all
hope, the darkness consumed her and
her golden heart turned black as
night.
CUT TO:
INT. IVORY FORTRESS - TOWER PRISON
Her prayer has changed. Furious. Malicious.
RAPUNZEL:
Give me revenge. Revenge against
the one who kept me. Revenge
against the one who abandoned me.
Revenge against the one who mocks
me while I beg for freedom.
Rapunzel; Ominous, backlit by the moon which glows through
her tower’s window.
BRAUN (V.O.)
Rapunzel surrendered her innocence
for vengeance and her prayer was
answered. The forces of darkness
filled her with a power so great,
that she might have her revenge.
A red cardinal lands on her window’s ledge.
CUT TO:
INT. IVORY FORTRESS - TOWER PRISON - DAY
Rapunzel sits on her bed, gazing out the window of her
prison.
11.
Her captor, the witch, arrives. Shuffles through a set of
iron keys, sliding one into Rapunzel’s cell door.
As though she were a caged bird-
WITCH:
My pretty girl.
Strange, considering Rapunzel’s aged face.
The door creeks open. The witch quickly locks it behind her.
Alone in the cell with her “daughter”, whose back is turned.
Rapunzel grins, deviously. At last.
The witch begins to brush Rapunzel’s hair.
WITCH (CONT’D)
I’ve missed you my child.
A powerful rage swells.
RAPUNZEL:
Have you, Mother?
INT. IVORY FORTRESS - GRAND THRONE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Glistening white-stone walls stretch high. Pillars.
Grandeur.
The giant bolted doors at the entry of the grand throne room
creek against a persistent force. They strain and begin to
twist until they shatter inward.
Powerful, snake-like roots, forking as they grow, enter the
opulent space.
Leaves unfurl, creating a new archway of thick vines and
bramble.
Massive stained glass windows shatter as the castle’s new
skeleton of living-wood wraps inward.
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