Sequence 2 10

SEQUENCE 2_10 - "MEET THE YOOKOOHOO"

2_10_01

TIN WOODMAN 180-02 Oh my

2_10_02 INT. GOLDEN CHAMBER

In the center of the CHAMBER is a huge table, at which sits MRS. YOOP. She has her back toward them and does not turn around. She is turning the pages by simply motioning her hand.

2_10_03 MRS. YOOP (menacing) 181 You’re causing a draft... And I shall catch cold... And sneeze.

2_10_04 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT tremble. They look around. There’s no way out. There are shadows moving on the walls.

MRS. YOOP 181-01 And when I sneeze, I become cross… Very, very nasty.

2_10_06 MRS. YOOP

     And when I become cross, I’m liable to do something… wicked! (chuckles) Mmmm. Come in, you foolish strangers. Come in!

2_10_07 MRS. YOOP slowly turns around. Her gargantuan figure towers over TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT. She’s an immense woman, hideous and terrifying… clad in silver robes embroidered with floral designs.

2_10_08 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT run, screaming in fright.

2_10_09 MRS. YOOP points a finger at a fireplace SCREEN which becomes a fence surrounding them.

2_10_10 WOOT, TIN WOODMAN, and SCARECROW cower behind the SCREEN.

2_10_11

MRS. YOOP (chuckling) 181-02 What have we here…?

2_10_12 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT shrink back as MRS. YOOP bends close to examine them.

2_10_13 MRS. YOOP changes size, shape and appearance at whim.

MRS. YOOP 181-03 Speak!!!

2_10_14 The CHAMBER reverberates with the sound of MRS. YOOP⿿S voice. TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT fall to the ground, almost insensible with terror.

2_10_15 When the echoes have died away, SCARECROW raises his head, terrified.

SCARECROW 183 W-we d-didn’t know anyone l-lived here, M-Madam, s-so, b-being travelers and strangers in these p-parts, and w-w-wishing to find a p-place for our young c-companion to s-sleep—w-we v-ventured t-to enter your lovely c-c-astle⿦

2_10_16 MRS. YOOP crouches above, leers.

MRS. YOOP 184 You have found much more than you bargained for!!!

2_10_17 OS: Mrs. Yoop laughing. TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT bury their faces in their hands, shaking.

2_10_18 MRS. YOOP walks around the cowering TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT: sometimes huge and horrible, other times normal and motherly-looking.

2_10_19 WOOT peeks between his fingers.

WOOT (fearful) 185 A-a-are you a w-w-witch?

2_10_20

MRS. YOOP 185-01 Witch?! Witch!!! Why, I ⿦ Witch this!

2_10_21 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT cringe in terror as all manner of foul ENTITIES surround them.

2_10_22 MRS. YOOP is suddenly a sweet, harmless-looking mother-figure again. WOOT looks up at her fearfully.

2_10_23 MRS. YOOP laughs pleasantly.

MRS. YOOP 186 More- an artist of transformation. A Yookoohoo. Much more⿦ clever⿦ than a witch.

2_10_24 MRS. YOOP shrinks down, suddenly holding a plate of cookies. She offers them to her ⿿guests.⿝

MRS. YOOP Perhaps you’ve heard of me… Mrs. Yoop?

2_10_25 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT look at each other, scared witless, unwilling to admit they haven’t.

2_10_26

SCARECROW 187 A-are w-we to c-consider you our f-friend, M-M-Mrs. Yoop?

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MRS. YOOP 188 I never have friends—

MRS. YOOP again turns into a giant—but quickly becomes normal again.

MRS. YOOP 188-01 Eh, uh⿦ Well⿦ Ah.. I, I am glad you’ve come, dearies, for my life here is rather lonely. I’ve had no one… to talk to.

2_10_28

SCARECROW 189 Uh… Love to⿦ talk⿦ But w-w-w-w-e c-c-can⿿t stay long…

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MRS. YOOP 190 Oh, but I disagree.

MRS. YOOP becomes huge again. As she speaks she picks WOOT up in the palm of her gigantic hand.

MRS. YOOP 190-01 I mean to keep you here as long as I live, to amuse me when I get lonely⿦ To keep me⿦ company⿦

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TIN WOODMAN 191 T-t-t-that is outrageous… d-d-do you k-k-know, ma’am, who we a-a-are?

2_10_31 MRS. YOOP is once again a normal, homey-looking mother-type.

MRS. YOOP 192 Mmmmm… Well, let⿿s see⿦ a straw man… a tin man… and a meat boy…

2_10_32 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT shrink back as her baleful eye falls upon them.

2_10_33

MRS. YOOP 192-01 How unstimulating you are. So plain⿦ I know- I will change you all into new forms… formsss farrr moreee interesting….

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SCARECROW 193 Y-y-you.. you can’t d-do that! You⿦ We⿦ We’re very important p-p-eople⿦

2_10_35 MRS. YOOP is huge again. TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT huddle together in terror.

MRS. YOOP 194 So much the better! I shall enjoy you all the more!

2_10_36 TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT stare up in terror at MRS. YOOP.

MRS. YOOP 195 Meet bravely⿦ what you cannot avoid⿦

MRS. YOOP turns to TIN WOODMAN.

2_10_37

TIN WOODMAN S-s-stay away from me⿦

MRS. YOOP points an enormous, gnarled finger at TIN WOODMAN.

2_10_38 A maelstrom of terrifying ENERGY transforms TIN WOODMAN transforms TIN OWL.

TIN OWL hoots in despair.

2_10_39 MRS. YOOP’S baleful eye fixes on him.

2_10_40 TIN OWL flies to the back of a chair and perches upon it, his tin feathers rattle against one another in a tinny chatter.

2_10_41 SCARECROW and WOOT look up at the immense, terrifying form of MRS. YOOP. SCARECROW attempts to assume a commanding posture. WOOT hides behind him.

SCARECROW 197 Eh⿦ Eh⿦ Eh⿦ N-n-now s-s-see here, m-m-madam, I c-c-consider this action very impolite…. it may even be called rude⿦ c-c-considering we are your g-g-guests…

2_10_42

MRS. YOOP 198 Guests, straw man… At whose invitation?

MRS. YOOP opens her immense mouth in a hideous laugh.

2_10_43 SCARECROW shudders violently.

SCARECROW Look⿦ I⿦ I⿿ve got a f-f-few⿦ Em⿦ Uh, ah⿦ Oh⿦

In a maelstrom of energy, SCARECROW changes into STRAW BEAR.

2_10_44 STRAW BEAR shuffles awkwardly across the floor, whimpering.

STRAW BEAR (confused) Eh⿦ I don⿿t like this⿦ I don⿿t like this at all⿦ No⿦ This isn⿿t right⿦ This isn⿿t right at all⿦ No, Wrong⿦

2_10_45 WOOT looks out in horror… then at MRS. YOOP.

2_10_46 MRS. YOOP is once again normal-sized, though grotesquely-proportioned.

2_10_47 WOOT trembles in terror as MRS. YOOP tussles his hair. MRS. YOOP assumes a grotesquely innocent air as she studies the terrified WOOT.

MRS. YOOP 198-01 Ah⿦ Now⿦ What to do with you, little cuddle-kins? I have something very, very special in mind for you.

2_10_48 WOOT runs for it.

2_10_49 Suddenly—MRS. YOOP is in front of him, her hair streaming as if alive—her eyes huge and blazing—WOOT screams ⿿

2_10_50 MRS. YOOP wiggles her fingers.

2_10_51 WOOT, in a flash of energy, becomes GREEN MONKEY.

2_10_52 MRS. WOOT laughs hideously⿦

2_10_53 GREEN MONKEY chatters as he bounds to the seat of a giant chair, and then to its back.

MRS. YOOP’S maniacal laughter echoes through the castle.

2_10_54

MRS. YOOP Yes⿦ I do believe⿦ (cackles) Perrrrrfect⿦

TIN OWL, BEAR and GREEN MONKEY cringe as MRS. YOOP looms above them. She looms over each in turn, then she shrinks back down to near-human proportions, and yawns.

MRS. YOOP 201 Oh⿦ Such a day⿦ Such a day⿦ Well, enjoy yourselves, my pets. We’ll play again… very soon.

2_10_55 MRS. YOOP cackles madly. Still laughing, she faces the DOOR.

MRS. YOOP 202 Open!

2_10_56 The DOOR bursts open with a bang, and MRS. YOOP hobbles out.

2_10_57 The DOOR begins to close.