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SEQUENCE 2_02 - "Thicket"
2_02_00a EXT. OPEN ROAD - DAY TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW and WOOT travel down a WINDING ROAD amid ROLLING HILLS and patches of THICK WOODS. Strange, COLORFUL BIRDS soar overhead. Sparkling BROOKS meander through the MEADOWS.
2_02_00b WOOT
Sire, who will rule during your absence?
2_02_00c TIN WOODMAN
I do not rule here. I merely await the visits of our friend, Ozma, her Majesty of all Oz… The kingdom runs itself... The people of Oz have but one law:
2_02_00d TIN WOODMAN (CU)
“Behave yourself," so it is difficult for them to go very far wrong.
2_02_00e SCARECROW (OS)
Oh, my! I’d almost forgotten how wonderful it was!
RABBIT peeps out of the undergrowth, and watches as TIN WOODMAN, SCARECROW, and WOOT walk past.
2_02_01 Wooden SIGN on a twisted post. On it is a skull and cross bones. It reads: “All Strangers are Warned not to Follow this Path to Loonville.” SCARECROW reads the sign aloud to TIN WOODMAN & WOOT.
SCARECROW
All strangers are warned not to follow this path to Loonville...
2_02_10 SCARECROW 054 M-maybe w-we should go another way…
2_02_11 WOOT sneaks off toward Loonville.
TIN WOODMAN (OS) 054-01 Perhaps if we were to go back to...
2_02_12 WOOT 055 I’d like to see what this… Loonville looks like.
2_02_13 TIN WOODMAN and SCARECROW look at him with alarm.
2_02_14 SCARECROW 057 B-but… a warning means danger... And I for one believe it sensible to keep out of danger whenever we can. D-don’t you agree, Sire?
2_02_15 TIN WOODMAN 057-01 Well, I...
WOOT 058 I’m not afraid.
2_02_17 SCARECROW 058-01 Now see here... I think we ought to think this through.
2_02_18 TIN WOODMAN twirls his axe, juggles it once, flips it around his head: smiles slyly.
TIN WOODMAN 059 We’ll manage.
2_02_19 SCARECROW 059-01 After all, suppose—
2_02_20 WOOT 059-02 Maybe you should wait here then?
2_02_21 SCARECROW 059-03 Buh-buy-by myself? Well...
2_02_21b SCARECROW 059-03 Maybe I will!
2_02_22 TIN WOODMAN 059-04 Good idea! You stay in this open clearing and keep an eye out for the Opteryx.
2_02_23 SCARECROW 059-05 Opteryx?
2_02_24 TIN WOODMAN 059-06 You can’t miss her! She’s got 20-foot wings… and a huge beak…
WOOT 059-07 And she flies around looking for straw to build her nest with!
2_02_25 TINMAN and WOOT walk off.
TIN WOODMAN 059-08 See you later…
2_02_26 SCARECROW remains behind and looks about nervously. After several moments a small bird lands on SCARECROW’s shoulder and chirps at him.
SCARECROW
Ahhhh!
2_02_27 SCARECROW runs towards TIN WOODMAN and WOOT.
SCARECROW 059-09 Hey, wait, you guys… you’re gonna need me!
2_02_28 EXT. WOODS – DAY
CU AXE chopping.
2_02_29 TIN WOODMAN hacks through heavy underbrush, followed by WOOT and SCARECROW. They are surrounded by EXOTIC PLANTS.
2_02_30 WOOT struggles through a nest of thorny VINES.
WOOT This is tough going...
2_02_31 SCARECROW Yes, indeed it is.
2_02_32 TIN WOODMAN hacks through several writhing vines.
2_02_33 SCARECROW is suddenly engulfed in writhing vines.
SCARECROW (gasps) Help! Ahh! Ahh! It's a snake!
2_02_34 TIN WOODMAN and WOOT look OS towards Scarecrow.
TIN WOODMAN Will you look at him...
2_02_35 SCARECROW Ahh... Ahh...
2_02_36
WOOT (exasperated) It's vines.
2_02_37 SCARECROW stops struggling stands up.
2_02_38 SCARECROW winks.
SCARECROW It might be vine for you but it's killing me...
2_02_39 WOOT makes a face at the pun.
2_02_40 TIN WOODMAN turns forward and continues trekking through the trees.
2_02_41 SCARECROW, smiling, walks a few paces then falls away from view.
SCARECROW Ahhhh.. (falling away)
2_02_42 TIN WOODMAN and WOOT don't turn back.
TIN WOODMAN Just keep going. Ignore him.
2_02_43 WOOT sneaks a glance back anyway.
WOOT Look. I think he fell into a hole.
2_02_44 SCARECROW⿿S hat sit on the forest floor.
2_02_45 TIN WOODMAN turns.
TIN WOODMAN Oh...
2_02_46 TIN WOODMAN and WOOT peer down at SCARECROW⿿S hat. TIN WOODMAN picks it up tentatively, they look underneath.
2_02_47 SCARECROW falls earthward.
2_02_48 SCARECROW (OS) Ahhhhh...
2_02_49 TIN WOODMAN and WOOT look around, startled. SCARECROW drops down in front of them.
TIN WOODMAN Quit playing around.
FADE TO BLACK
