Labyrinth Page #7

18INT:
FOYER - NIGHT

It's worse in here! The GOBLINS are pouring down the stairs, SOME

slide down the bannister! SARAH tries running into another room, but

is soon back, followed by a DOZEN MORE! She barely makes it to the

front door and struggles to open it with the BABY in her arms. The

GOBLINS pull her back and laugh wildly. They fling her right into

JARETH's arms. He scoops FREDDIE up and whirls away from her. SARAH

tries to grab the BABY back but the GOBLINS get between them.

SARAH (hysterical): Give him back, you monster! Give him back!

JARETH only laughs and starts to swirl gracefully. FREDDIE laughs

with delight and SARAH struggles to reach him. With a superhuman

effort she pushes through the MASS OF CREATURES and grabs onto

JARETH's fluttering cloak. It's like being caught up in a whirlwind

of incredible force.

SARAH (screaming): I ... won't ... let ... you ... take ... him!

But it's too late. SARAH's feet leave the ground and she is pulled

with them and the whole MASS OF GOBLINS. JARETH and FREDDIE swirl up

through where the ceiling would have been, up into the blackness.

There's a QUICK MONTAGE OF SHOTS: JARETH's laughing face; SARAH,

desperate as her fingers are losing their grip; FREDDIE, who's having

a great time; GOBLINS, ALL gleeful; then -- JARETH's garment pulls

out of SARAH's grip. She falls OUT OF FRAME, a silent scream on her

face.

19EXT:
LABYRINTH - DAY

A WIDE PEACEFUL SHOT

The sky is pink, and the WHITE BIRD swoops by us as WE TILT DOWN TO

SEE the exterior wall of the labyrinth. It is a high masonry wall

that extends off in either direction. Along the wall are various

ornamental bushes and there is a small figure of a dwarf, his back to

us, peeing into a tiny pond. It looks for all the world like one of

those ornamental garden sculptures. But it isn't. This is HOGGLE. In

a CLOSER SHOT, which is quite discreet, HOGGLE finishes peeing, and

goes over to a particularly lush shrub. A few butterfly-like

creatures, flower fairies, flit around the bushes.

HOGGLE:
An' how's me pride an' joy!

He leans forward to sniff one of the magnificent blossoms, sighing

with pleasure as he does. But before he can indulge he is stopped by

the whistling sound of a falling object. SARAH falls from the sky and

lands right on his prize shrub! Incensed, he screams with fury.

HOGGLE:
What is this? Look what you done! You murderer!

SARAH struggles out of the broken shrub.

SARAH:
What are you saying, you horrible little man?!

HOGGLE:
I ain't horrible, I'm _Hoggle_. And just look! You've

destroyed me prize blossoms!

He realizes the extent of the damage to his prize specimen.

HOGGLE:
I'll get ya for it, you big oaf!

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