Wreck-It Ralph Page #5

Awkward silence. Finally, the door opens. A Frogger TURTLE

sticks his head out.

TURTLE:

Just a heads up, Felix, they’re

bringing out the cake in a few

shakes.

RALPH:

Hi, Glen.

TURTLE:

(terse)

Ralph.

Turtle shuts the door, fast.

RALPH:

Cake. Heard about this cake stuff.

Never had it. No one ever seems to

throw it out, so it never ends up

in the dump. Never actually tasted

it.

FELIX:

...yeah.

RALPH:

Always wanted to try cake.

FELIX:

(shaking his head, no)

I don’t suppose you’d like to come

in and have a slice, would you?

WRECK-IT RALPH

INT. PENTHOUSE

Ralph throws the door open and pushes Felix inside.

RALPH:

Hey-oh, everybody!

Ralph’s head slams into the ceiling. A large chunks falls

down on Felix YELPS! Felix drops DEAD.

Everyone GASPS in horror. A little flower floats above Felix,

and we hear a quick cycle of DEATH MUSIC.

Felix suddenly regenerates next to Ralph.

FELIX:

I’m okay. I’m okay. Fit as a

fiddle.... Now, you all know Ralph.

RALPH:

Evening...oops.

(breaking the steps)

Evening Nel. Lucy. Don. Dana.

DEANNA:

Deanna.

RALPH:

Big Gene.

GENE:

(to Felix, annoyed)

Why is HE here?

FELIX:

He’s just here for a slice of cake.

RALPH:

And I am a big part of the game,

technically speaking... Why are you

here, Gene?

Ralph bends down and he and Gene face off.

Felix steps between them, breaking it up.

FELIX:

Oh look, the cake.

Mary wheels out an elaborate cake of the Niceland apartment

building, complete with “We Love Felix” candy fireworks.

WRECK-IT RALPH

FELIX (CONT’D)

Well, I’ll be dipped; you’ve really

outdone yourself, Mary.

The Nicelanders gather around the cake and HAIL PRAISE.

ROY:

Oh and look; there’s all of us at

the top.

Ralph approaches and looks over the cake.

INSET CAKE:
A little Felix stands on the roof, reaching for a

medal, surrounded lovingly by Nicelanders. But there’s no

sign of Ralph.

MARY:

Each apartment is everyone’s

favorite flavor. Norwood’s is red

velvet.

NORWOOD (O.S.)

Guilty!

MARY (CONT’D)

Lemon for Lucy. Rum cake for gene,

and for Felix-

Ralph looks for his figurine, and finds himself in the mud,

looking like some sort of deranged troll. His face sinks.

RALPH:

Hey Mary, what’s the flavor of that

mud that I’m stuck in there?

MARY:

Hmm? Oh, chocolate.

RALPH:

Never been real fond of chocolate.

MARY:

Well, I did not know that.

RALPH:

One other little thing — I hate to

be picky but — this angry little

guy might be a lot happier if you

put him up here with everyone else.

Ralph picks up the little Ralph figurine. He puts him on the

roof, smooshing the cake a little.

WRECK-IT RALPH

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