Legend Page #6

BROWNIE(OS):
You're a wicked, wicked girl!

Lili looks up and sees a long-bearded Brownie standing next to the

clock on the mantle.

43H LILI'S POV :
BROWNIE

BROWNIE:
The world is in a fine mess

because of you.

43I BROWNIE'S POV : LILIbr

LILI(desperately) : I'll make it somehow....

I swear it...! I don't care what happens to

me.

43J LILI'S POV :
BROWNIE

BROWNIE:
Words...mere words.... Bolds

deeds be needed now! Look at you!

Pampered and soft! Never done a day's

work in your life....

LILI(OS):
Who are you?

BROWNIE:
Me...? I'm the house brownie...

I keep dust devils under the bed and all

the china cracked.... You know how a watched pot

never boils? I do that...and I'm

a wizard at turning sweet milk sour....

The front door CRASHES loudly open.

43K INTERIOR COTTAGE (FROZEN) DAY

Little Blunder swaggers into the cottage.

Lili covers her face with the quilt and holds herself rigid as if

frozen. The Brownie ducks out of sight.

Blunder stalks to the kitchen table and pulls his axefree. He does a

double-take on spotting the Princess. The tiny goblin can't remember

can't remember if he saw her earlier or not.

He pokes her and lifts her skirt to peek at her legs. He is stopped

short by Blix's angry CRY outside:

BLIX(OS):
Blunder! Move your butt! On the double!

Blunder hurries to the door.

Lili relaxes when she hears it SLAM.

LILI:
Thank God....

Lili looks up at the mantle.

LILI(cont) (sobbing): Can you....help me?

437 LILI'S POV :
BROWNIE

BROWNIE:
Can I what?

LILI(OS):
Help me....

BROWNIE(sadly):
I'd like to....but I'm

a domestic sort of chap....no good at all

where demons are concerned....

43M BROWNIE'S POV : LILI

LILI:
Then I'll do it myself! I'll follow those

goblins....somehow.....

even if it costs my life!

43N LILI'S POV :
BROWNIE

BROWNIE:
I like your spirit! There's always

hope when a brave heart back a noble cause....

but what chance have you? They have the alicorn!

The power is theirs!

43O BROWNIE'S POV : LILI

The Princess resolutely hurries about the cottage, gathering things

to eat and other useful items.

LILI:
I will do it! You'll see....I

fooled them now, didn't I.... Well,

I'll do it again easy as pie....

Lili starts for the door.

BROWNIE(OS):
Wait....! Take this....!

Lili turns back.

43P LILI'S POV :
BROWNIE

The Brownie pulls a golden feather from his cap and tosses it down

to Lili.

BROWNIE:
'Tis from the tail of the cockatrice....

Make you as fleet as a running deer. And better, when

things seem at their darkest, 'twill remind

you always that hope is alive....

43Q BROWNIE'S POV : LILI

The Princess tucks the feather into her bodice.

LILI:
Thank you....Hope is just what

I need.

Lili rushes from the cottage back into the snow.

44 EXTERIOR FOREST (SNOW TRAVELER) DAY

A full-scale blizzard drives down through the naked tree limbs. Jack

slogs forward, near frozen.

JACK(calling):
Lili....! Lili....!

Jack sees a tiny bird, frozen solid on a branch. He takes it

tenderly down, trying to warm it with his breath.

JACK(cont):
What's happened....

Standing rigid all around him are numbers of frozen animals.

He can do nothing for the bird and trudges on into the storm.

JACK(cont)(calling): Lili....!

Up ahead, the figure of a man is barely discernible.

Jack runs to the man, thinking himself saved..

Jack discovers the man is frozen, like the bird. His initial shock

gives way to releif. The man is his salvation after all.

Quickly, he unties the stranger's travel bags and cloak.

JACK(cont):
God rest your soul.... I know you

won't mind if I borrow your things.

Jack wraps himself in the claok and finds a tinder box in the travel

bag.

He scrapes together a pile of twigs, striking sparks with the flint

and steel to start them smouldering.

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TRANSPOSED TO 46D

46 EXTERIOR FAERIE CIRCLE NIGHT

A campfire blazes. Jack sleeps beside a tiny fire, shivering under

his new cloak.

A tiny glowing LIGHT streaks out of the woods. It circles around

Jack. The LIGHT touches the fire and it BLAZES up like a bonfire,

waking Jack.

JACK:
What....?

46A JACK'S POV :
LIGHT

Jack stares at the radiant buble hanging above him. He sees a tiny

woman-child with delicate dragonfly wings trapped inside. This is

LUNA.

JACK (cont)(OS):
Who're you?

46B EXTERIOR FAERIE CIRCLE NIGHT

Luna ZOOMS off into the treetops.

Jack grabs a flaming brand and jumps to his feet.

JACK (cont):
Who's there....?

Watching him through the drifting smoke in GUMP, an elf no more than

the waist high. Slightly built, he is near-naked in spite of the

cold. His face is that of a child, yet his eyes shine with a wisdom

centuries old.

GUMP(smiling mysteriously): Here you be a forest

child and not know the Gump....

JACK:
Gump, is it?

GUMP:
Aye, Jack.... Honeythorn Gump at

your service.....

The air is filled with frenzied CLICKS and SNAPS: stones tapping,

stick's rubbing, logs being thumped, etc.

Numbers of green-glowing eyes stare at Jack out of the shadows.

JACK (frightened): How d'you know my name?

GUMP:
How does a migrating swallow know

the way south in winter....? Or a

spawning salmon find the tiny freshet of

his birth from the black cold depths of the

mysterious sea....? I know everything, Jack!

JACK:
Everything....? Why has this

happened? Why is it winter now?

GUMP:
I'd be a powerful wizard indeed could I answer....

(shrewdly):
Suppose you tell me , Jack.

Jack in uncomfortable.

JACK:
Me? How can I do that?

GUMP:
You know these woods as well as

any elf.... Did you not see

something odd today? Any strange spirits?

Did nothing untoward happen?

JACK:
No....well.... I took Lili to see

the unicorns.....

GUMP (furious):
You did what?

Numbers of elves and faeries appear out of the dark woods. They come

in all sizes, from sprites no larger than squirrels to plump hobmen

as big as small children.

BROWN TOM is a plump, tipsy leprechaun, draped with pots and pans

like a tinker; SCREWBALL, a tiny pixie wearing an ill-fitting cap

and garments tassle with flowers.

FAERIES (whispering in chorus): What....?

Codfish and cockles....! Never....! Pewterpots and....

pumpkins....! Poo-poo pudding....! Doo-doo

dumplings....! Sh*t-willy whatnot....!

GUMP:
Silence!

The whipering stops. All eyes are on Jack. He writhes with guilt

under thier scrunity.

JACK(deepling ashamed): Oh God,

she touched him....

A GROAN rises from the crowd of faeries. They are outraged. Gump is

the maddest of all. His face darkens. His eyes glow. He trembles

with banshee fury.

GUMP:
Touched it! A mortal laid hands

on a unicorn?

BROWN TOM:
Bad....terrible bad!

JACK:
We meant no wrong.

GUMP (screaming): What was it you did

mean, Jack!

JACK:
Nothing....

GUMP (cold and hard): Nothing, he calls it!

JACK:
I wanted to share something special

with her.

GUMP:
Well.... I have something now to share with you....a lively

reel to warm your bones!

Gump magically pulls a violen out of thin air.

JACK:
I'm in no mood for dancing.

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