Willow
- PG
- Year:
- 1988
- 126 min
- 2,303 Views
FADE IN:
Under gloomy sky a huge fortress looms on a volcanic
mountainside. From within WE HEAR the agonizing scream
The scream continues as WE MOVE THROUGH the grim corri-
dors of the castle TOWARD stairs leading down to a
dungeon.
INT.. DUNGEON - DAY
Silhouetted in sadows, three Nockmaar MINIONS stand
guard. In a jail cell, sex fully pregnant WOMEN watch
from behind iron bars. The screaming stops. There's a
moment of silence. As WE MOVE INTO another jail cell
WE HEAR a slap and the first cry of a newborn BABY.
In the cell a black-robed DRUID watches intensely as
ETHNA, a midwife, leans over the MOTHER and wraps the
baby in swaddling.
DRUID:
Is it a girl?
ETHNA:
It is a girl.
DRUID:
Show me its arm.
Ethna peels back the swaddling. On the baby's arm is a
small marking.
DRUID:
It's true then. I must tell Queen
Bavmorda.
With great urgency the druid hurries up the dungeon
stairs. Ethna gently places the baby on the mother's
breast. The mother comforst the baby lovingly until it
stops crying. Then she reaches out and clasps the
midwife's wrist.
MOTHER:
Ethna, please. Help me. They're
going to kill my baby.
Ethna nervously looks out at the guards, then shakes
her head at the mother.
ETHNA:
They'll kill you.
MOTHER:
Please save my baby.
Ethna hesitates. Then decides. She quickly wraps to-
gether some rags and gives them to the mother.
ETHNA:
Pretend this is the child.
MOTHER:
Thank you, Ethna. Thank you.
The mother kisses her baby and hands it to Ethna, who
hides the baby inside the basket of rags. Ethna car-
ries the basket past the guards and up the stairs.
The mother lies back and sighs with relief. Then she
hears clinking bootsteps and her eyes widen with fear.
QUEEN BAVMORDA sweeps down the dungeon stairs, her
black robes flowing behind her. The druid hurries
alongside.
BAVMORDA:
We will start the ritual at dusk.
You're certain this is the one?
DRUID:
It bears the markings.
BAVMORDA:
I must see for myself! Just as the
omen foretold!
The guards fearfully move aside as Bavmorda enters the
cell.
BAVMORDA:
So. You *were* the one.
MOTHER:
Yes. But nothing you can do will
stop the prophecy.
BAVMORDA:
This child will have no power over
me....
Bavmorda grabs the rags away from the mother and anxi-
ously tears them apart.
BAVMORDA:
(furiously)
Where's the baby!
One of the guards looks up the stairs.
GUARD:
The midwife!
Bavmorda flies into a rage.
BAVMORDA:
Find that baby! Use the dogs!
Sorsha!
Two guards draw swords and charge upstairs. Bavmorda
grabs the third guard and nods toward the mother.
BAVMORDA:
Kill her.
Bavmorda storms away with the druid. WE SEE the shadow
of the guard move over the terrified mother. War drums
begin to beat out an alarm.
EXT. SNOWY MOUNTAINSIDE - DAY
TITLES BEGIN. The midwife hurries through swirling
show, clutching the baby.
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
Nockmaar troops on horseback charge into a desolate
village, driving ferocious DEATH DOGS into huts,
violently searching for the baby. The oppressed, poor
VILLAGERS are yanked into the street. Some of them are
beaten. One is killed.
The midwife hides behind a hut, still holding the baby,
then runs away from the village.
EXT. GRASSLAND - DAY
Ethna treks across an open grass field.
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
She huddles by a fire, exhausted and hungry, her
clothes filthy and torn, and she rocks the crying baby.
She hears dogs howling in the distance. She clutches
the baby, kicks out the fire, and runs.
She scrambles over rocks on a windswept coastline.
EXT. FOREST - DAWN
Ethna runs desperately for her life. Chasing her are
two vicious DEATH DOGS. She scrambles across a shallow
river. She claws at rock and tears away sticks and
driftwood matted together with weeds. Into this she
places the baby and sets it afloat downstream.
DEATH DOG:
Bordak!
The dogs lunge from the woods and splash across the
river. The midwife claws her way up a steep bank, lur-
ing the dogs. As they attack her:
MIDWIFE:
I don't have her! No! No!
She grabs a stick and tries to defend herself, thrash-
ing at the snarling dogs.
From the baby's view, as it floats down the river, WE
SEE the dogs kill the midwife beyond the distant trees.
EXT. DOWNRIVER - DAY - MONTAGE
The little raft of sticks swirls precariously in the
current. It glances off jutting rocks, tumbles over
rapids, and scrapes under overhanging trees.
EXT. RIVERBANK - DAY
At last the raft catches in some weeks, almost dumping
the baby.
TITLE SEQUENCE ENDS
Suddenly WE HEAR rustling leaves, possibly another
Death Dog. Then WE HEAR giggling. Two children, RANON
and MIMS, watch in amazement from the riverbank.
Holding onto a plow, WILLOW UFGOOD struggles behind a
huge hog. From a heavy sack slung over his shoulder he
tosses seeds.
RANON:
Dada! We found something in the
river!
Willow beams with joy as his son and daughter race to-
ward him. They grab his sleeves and tug him away from
his plow.
WILLOW:
I can't run off and play with you
now. I've got work to do.
RANON/MIMS
But Dada, you gotta see it! Hurry!
Willow drops his sack of seeds. The ugly hog glares at
him like a guilty conscience. The children squeal with
excitement as their father runs toward the river with
them.
EXT. RIVERBANK - DAY
WE SEE Willow from the baby's view. His eyes pop open.
He quickly backs his children away.
WILLOW:
Back! Don't go near it. We don't
know where it's been. It could be
diseased.
MIMS:
It's a baby!
RANON:
It's not a Nelwyn baby.
WILLOW:
No, it's too big to be a Nelwyn
baby. It looks like a daikini...
MIMS:
Ooh, it's so cute...
WILLOW:
Mims! Get back here! It might
bite you.
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