The Swan Princess: Princess Tomorrow, Pirate Today! Page #2

Trapped in a castle for six weeks.

-It's horrible.

-That's nothing!

Imagine being trapped

inside a frog's body your whole life.

It disgusts me!

Okay, I'm a little slimy maybe, but...

If Derek and Odette were here,

they wouldn't allow this!

And neither will I!

Are you suggesting...

We break her out!

But Puffin and his army of

flying brown skunks will just put her back in.

Not if they couldn't find her.

You okay?

It used to take all day

to get my taters to market.

No problem.

Now I'll be able

to cross the canyon in five minutes!

It's good for all of us.

And to think the Prince and Princess

are helping us do the work!

The times are a-changing!

Let me help you with that.

Too bad that fair daughter of yours

is missing all the action.

She's at home

having her own adventure, I'm sure.

Next, you're probably asking yourself,

"How should I curtsy to a lord

from a foreign country

"who only lives in a medium-sized castle?"

Not really.

Such a curtsy takes a great deal of practice,

and begins thus.

All right, look alive now!

All secure down here, Captain?

General Puffin! Shouldn't you be

keeping your eye on that

dangerous little girl?

Yeah. If Alise gets out,

she might pick flowers or something.

Vigilance! Vi-gi-lance!

You want to help poor Alise, right?

Me love Leesie.

Okay then, when you hear the loud croak,

light these torches

as quickly as you can, capisce?

Best job on Earth!

-Okay, until then, just...

-Me chill.

It's go time.

When do I do my performance, now?

-I'll give you the signal.

-Great. You say "action,"

then I will deliver my lines with passion!

Me, may, my, mow!

All right. Positions!

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.

I'm gonna pickle you

if you don't get out there.

I see. You're one of those directors.

What's this? Is Alise's room secure?

Pretty much.

Except, we let that dragon in.

Oh, yeah. But it was only a wee dragon,

little teeth.

Vigilance!

Now?

Whoa, buddy, on the second croak.

"Croak"? Shouldn't we

leave croaking to a professional?

Competition!

Puffin! Puffin!

-Yes, what is it, Jean-Bob?

-Invaders! I think.

Captain Brodie!

-Well done, Jean-Bob.

-Did you see me?

I was, like, "Invaders!" with this kind of face.

I was totally in the moment.

"Invaders!" I said, like this.

It was awesome.

It's all about knowing your motivation.

-Okay, now...

-I could've gone with this or this.

But my inner monolog told me this!

Tell your inner monolog to zip it

and dial down the drama, would you?

We've got a girl to rescue from the clutches

of an insidious queen who's gone mad!

Yeah, okay,

we'll dial down the drama a notch.

This guy's, like, from the future.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes