Legend
1EXTERIOR FOREST NIGHT
Huge trees taper upward like columns supporting the roof of heaven.
Moonlit dewdrops spangle a delicate spiderweb. The setting is
tranquil and utterly majestic.
Over the brow of a distant hill, a pair of brilliant light beams
scintillate in an etheral ballet.
Numerous small animals gather to behold this wonder. They stand on
the hillcrest, staring down as if at the Nativity.
Squirrels, quail, hedgehogs, mice, pheasants and badgers, natural
enemies untied by the radiant LIGHT.
A magnificent stag watches, numbers of tiny songbirds perched in his
branching antlers.
PULL BACK:
from the hilltop, through ferns and brambles to a steepembankment where umbrella-sized toadstools cluster.
A snarling face APPEARS under a mushroom cap. This is BLIX a brigand
goblin hunter. Clad in decrepit armor and slung with savage weapons,
he is a terrifying figure.
Blix WHISTLES. The SOUND is unexpectedly lovely, a nightingale's
call.
Further back, three other goblins return the BIRDCALL. They bristle
with weaponry. POX is a pig-faced fop wearing tattered lace and
flithy brocade. Tiny BLUNDER and TIC are both masked by grotesque
helmets. Swarms of gnats drone above their hidden heads. They creep
forward to join Blix.
1B GOBLIN'S POV : HILLTOP
The distant animals silhouetted by dazzling LIGHT.
Blix signals an advance and the goblins creep through the forest
towards the hilltop.
A moth lands on a twig two feet from Tic's head. He turns. His
incredibly sticky tongue uncoils from within the helmet seizing the
moth and retracting with it, quick as a flash.
As the goblins near the hilltop, the fantastic LIGHT gradually
illuminates their hideous features. A tiny mouse runs out of the
eye-slits on Blunder's helmet, circles the crest, and runs back in
on the other side.
Blix signals silently for the other goblins to spread out.
The goblins crawl separately through the underbrush.
Pox comes snout to snout with a wild piglet. Terrified, the little
shoat SQUEALS and scampers off.
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2A CLOSE :
ANIMALSAlerted by the NOISE, they face the impending threat. The startled
animals run for cover down the hillside.
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Blix charges forward, brandishing his crossbow.
BLIX:
Kill. . . . !Blix runs over the top of the hill and down into the gully beyond,
closely followed by Tic, Pox, and Blunder. Brilliant clumps of
forget-me-nots are everywhere, like disgarded jewels.
3B GOBLIN'S POV : DISTANT FOREST
The pair of shining LIGHT BEAMS race away between the trees.
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The goblins watch the LIGHT BEAMS disappear. Blix GROWLS in
frustration.
BLUNDER(musing):
. . . . Fast as a hound dog with his ass on fire. .. .
Blunder spots a SHINING silver hair caught on the bark. He reaches
up and plucks it free.
POX:
What's that . . . . ? L-l-let me see, old chap.BLUNDER:
No! It's mine!Blunder hides the hair behind his back, but Pox quickly grabs the
other end.
POX:
Give it to m-m-m-me!Both goblins pull on the hair. Miraculously, it does not break, but
stretches between them like spun steel.
BLUNDER:
Turn loose, anus features!POX:
Hard cheese!A furious tug of war. Pox pulls his knife and tries unsuccessfully
to cut the hair.
BLUNDER:
It's mine you rectum! Mine! Mine!Blix marches up and furiously bangs their heads together. Pox and
Blunder fall dazed to the ground.
Blix holds the silver hair shining above his head and studies it.
BLIX:
Disgusting and pure, like a prayer. . ..There be magic in this hair.
The beast ran off, faster and faster.
We must take this to our Master.
6 EXTERIOR VAST LANDSCAPE NIGHT
An incredible landscape, fantastically contoured hills rise above
the monnbright mist. The four goblins dismount, tie up their devil
steeds, and disappear over the brow of a hill.
The goblins scramble down a steep hillside towards a desolate
wasteland below. A mysterious malevolant shape looms on the far
horizon.
7 EXTERIOR SINISTER EVERGLADE NIGHT
A miasmic Jurassic swamp. Stunted trees rise like amputated limbs
from the fetid water.
The goblins pick their way across the bog towards a distant island,
stepping from submerged logs to crumbled chunks of masonary to
floating lily pads.
A cracked marble plinth juts out of the water. The goblins creep by
a towering skeletal statue playing a bone violin.
A v-shaped ripple undulates past them like the wake of a submerged
crocodile.
Blix unhooks a dead rat from his game belt and tosses it from his
game belt and tosses it onto the scummy surface. There is an angry
swirl and it is gone.
Blix waves the goblins on and they climb onto a huge root twisting
out of the water like a petrified serpant.
The ominous wake cruises back and forth like a shark. Blunder
follows its progress with fear-widened eyes.
BLUNDER:
Wish i was still a leprecaun. . . .like this and do nothing all day but
sing and dance and guzzle wine in the sunshine. . . .
Furious, Blix turns on him, his finger to his lips.
BLIX:
Shhhh!Unchastened, Blunder whirls on Pox and repeats the gesture:
BLUNDER:
Shhhh!Pox follows suit with Tic:
POX:
Shhhh!Not to be outdone, Tic turns to silence whoever might be behind him.
TIC:
SHHHHH!HAIRY MEG MUCKLEBONES rises out of the bog, huge and hideous. The
water hag is half corpse, half serpant. She seizes Tic and
disappears beneath the foul surface. The goblin's final CRY trembles
Blix, Pox, and Blunder are terrified. They scramble over the twisted
root in a wild panic, leaping onto a floating log.
BLUNDER:
Run. . . . ! Panic. . . . ! Emergency. . . . ?The log rolls beneath their frantic feet. They barely keep their
balance.
POX:
Frog spit!BLUNDER:
Snail Sperm!BLIX:
All together. . . .now or never!The goblin co-ordinate like tiny lumberjacks, running in unison. The
rolling log drifts forward.
POX:
J-j-jolly good! Team spirit and all that!The log runs against the island and the goblins hop ashore.
An enormous blasted tree crowns the ruins of a forgotten castle.
Tangled roots grip the anicient stones like the tenacles of a
malformed sea monster. An atmosphere of eternal evil hovers over the
site.
The goblins stare back across the bog.
BLUNDER:
Poor Tic. . . .BLIX(growling with anger): Forget Tic! Less is always more.
POX:
Better we spilt three ways than four!Blix hurries up the crumbling steps. Pox and Blunder follow.
The steps lead under gigantic twisting roots. Blix finds a small
opening and slips inside.
Pox and Blunder like this less and less but follow their leader
without complaint.
The three goblins tumble down a steep slope. The giant tree is a
vast hollow stump, open to a moonlit sky, surrounding a smaller tree
transfixed by a curved bronze horn, an instrument of unspeakable
evil.
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