INT. HAUNTED MANSION PARLOR - NIGHT
We move through a spooky shrouded parlor, as a storm rages
outside. THUNDER roars, and lightning flashes in the giant
windows. in the center of the room lies an oak coffin.
Suddenly the lid starts to creak open. A hand crawls past
the edge... and then the lid slams up! Famed psychic CRISWELL
pops out. Criswell, 40, peers at us intently, his gleaming
eyes framed under his striking pale blonde hair. He intones,
with absolute conviction:
Greetings, my friend. You are
interested in the unknown, the
mysterious, the unexplainable...
that is why you are here. So now,
for the first time, we are bringing
you the full story of what
We are giving you all the evidence,
based only on the secret testimony
of the miserable souls who survived
this terrifying ordeal. The
incidents, the places, my friend, we
cannot keep this a secret any longer.
Can your hearts stand the shocking
facts of the true story of Edward D.
EXT. NIGHT SKY
We drift down past the dark clouds... through the torrential
rain... and end up...
EXT. HOLLYWOOD - NIGHT
We've landed in Hollywood, 1952. We're outside a teeny, grungy
playhouse. The cracked marquee proclaims "'THE CASUAL
COMPANY,' WRITTEN AND DIRECTED BY EDWARD D. WOOD, JR."
Pacing nervously in the rain is ED WOOD, 30, our hero.
Larger-than-life charismatic, confident, Errol Flynn-style
handsome, Ed is a human magnet. He's a classically flawed
Sweet and well-intentioned, yet doomed by his demons
The doors open, and Ed's pal JOHN "BUNNY" BRECKINRIDGE, 45,
hurries out. Bunny is a wealthy, theatrical fop wearing a
string of pearls.
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Suddenly the rest of the cast runs up, frantically upset. In a
flowing white dress is DOLORES FULLER, 23, a sharp, hungry-
for-a-career ingenue. She's near tears.
Eddie, my dove just flew out the
She goes on in two minutes! What
are we gonna do??
They all look to Ed, awaiting a response. He thinks a second,
then excitedly CLAPS his hands.
Dolores, give me your shoes.
The ghost can be barefoot. Give
me your shoes!
She hands Ed her white shoes. He snatches one, grabs a pair of
scissors, and starts CUTTING up the shoe. Everyone is baffled.
He keeps cutting the shoe... and it slowly takes on the shape
of a dove!
Ed then grabs some pipe cleaners, works them into a shape, and
sprints into the dressing room. He takes some green eye shadow
and excitedly smears it on the pipe cleaners. Ed then hurries
back out, jams the green pipe cleaners into the cut-up shoe...
and it looks like a dove with an olive branch in its mouth!