Wreck-It Ralph Page #8
WRECK-IT RALPH
RALPH:
(looking up)
Huh?
The giant cupcake falls onto him. His taffy-covered head pops
out the top. He tips over.
RALPH(CONT’D)
Can’t move.
WYNNCHEL:
Now we got him.
The donut cops rush up to a helpless Ralph -- who points to
where Vanellope went and mumble-yells.
RALPH:
OH GOOD, THE COPS. SHE WEN DAAAWAY!
They ignore him and knock him with their batons.
DUNCAN:
Hold still.
WYNNCHEL:
Take that.
RALPH:
Hmmmmay! What’re you doing?!
KING CANDY:
(into his microphone)
Okay folks. Calm down! Everything’s
all right. The monster’s been
caught. We’ll repair all the
damage. Don’t worry, we will have
our race before the arcade opens.
VANELLOPE:
And I’m in it.
Vanellope hops into her kart and pedals off.
TAFFYTA:
(to the other racers)
There’s no way that I am racing
with a glitch. Rancis, Candlehead,
come on.
She and the racers hop in their cars and drive off.
KING CANDY:
Sour Bill, that glitch cannot be
allowed to race.
(MORE)
WRECK-IT RALPH
KING CANDY (CONT'D)
(point down to Ralph)
And bring that THING to my castle.
Wynnchel switches to using a taser on Ralph.
RALPH:
She took my me-- Aaaahhhhhh!!!
CUT TO:
EXT. KING’S CANDY CASTLE
OREO GUARDS march and chant outside a grand candy palace.
OREO GUARDS:
(chanting)
O-re-o. O-ree-o. O-re-o. O-ree-o.
INT. KING’S CANDY CASTLE
The donut police roll the Ralph cupcake/taffy ball into a
frilly throne room. King Candy drives his kart right into the
room and backs it into his THRONE parking spot.
KING CANDY:
Sour Bill, de-taffify this monster
so we can see what we’re up against
here.
SOUR BILL:
Mmmm-kay.
Sour Bill pulls off a giant glob of taffy, exposing Ralph’s
face and head.
RALPH:
Waaahhhhhh!
KING CANDY:
Milk my duds, it’s Wreck-it Ralph?!
RALPH:
(getting his bearings)
Yeah. Who are you, the guy that
makes the donuts?
KING CANDY:
Please. No, I’m King Candy.
RALPH:
I see you’re a fan of pink.
WRECK-IT RALPH
KING CANDY:
Salmon. Salmon. That’s obviously
sal-- What are you doing here?
RALPH:
Look, you’re candiness, this is
just a big misunderstanding. Just
get me out of this cupcake, I’ll
get my medal, and I’ll be outta
your way.
KING CANDY:
YOUR medal? Bad guys don’t win
medals.
RALPH:
Well, this one did. I earned it
over in Hero’s Duty.
KING CANDY:
You game-jumped? Ralph, you’re not
going Turbo are you?
RALPH:
What? No, no no.
KING CANDY:
Because if you think you can come
in here to my kingdom and take over
my game, you’ve got another thing
coming.
RALPH:
Easy your puffiness. It’s not my
fault one of your children of the
candy corn stole my medal!
KING CANDY:
Children of the candy corn? Who?
(realizing, GASP)
The glitch! The coin she used to
buy her way into the race, that was
your medal?
RALPH:
She did what...? I need that back!
KING CANDY:
Well, I’m afraid I can’t help you.
It’s gone, it’s nothing but code
now. And it’ll stay that way until
someone wins the cup at the end of
the race.
WRECK-IT RALPH
RALPH:
Well, maybe I’ll just have to have
a little talk with the winner then.
KING CANDY:
Is that a threat I smell-- beyond
the halitosis you so obviously
suffer from?
RALPH:
Listen Nillie Wafer, I’m not
leaving without my medal.
KING CANDY:
Yes, you are. Wynnchel, Duncan, get
him out of that cupcake and on the
first train back home. And if I
ever see you here again, Wreck-it
Ralph, I’ll lock you in my fungeon.
RALPH:
Fungeon?
KING CANDY:
Fun Dungeon. It’s a play on
words.... Nevermind. Now, I’ve got
a glitch to deal with, thanks to
you. Goodbye Wreck-it Ralph. It
hasn’t been a pleasure.
King Candy hops into his kart and drives out of the room.
Wynnchel knocks on the cupcake.
DUNCAN:
This thing’s hard as a rock.
WYNNCHEL:
I can see that. Get the tools.
RALPH:
What tools?
Wynnchel hits Ralph with the baton.
WYNNCHEL:
Quiet, you.
Duncan goes over to a chest, pulls out a chain-saw, and revs
it up.
RALPH:
What? No! Ah! Stay away from me!
WRECK-IT RALPH
WYNNCHEL:
Hey, take it easy, big boy.
Ralph flails. He rolls back onto his feet and starts hobbling
towards the door.
DUNCAN:
He’s getting away!
The Oreo guards block his way, shouting “Oreo.” He turns and
eyes two giant windows.
CUT TO:
OUTSIDE THE DOUBLE CASTLE WINDOWS
Ralph and the cupcake burst through the wall and fall.
Wynnchel and Duncan run to the window. They look down and see
the smashed cupcake on the ground and Ralph running away.
WYNNCHEL:
Quick, call out the devil dogs.
CUT TO:
EXT. LOLLISTIX FOREST - A SHORT WHILE LATER
DEVIL DOGS on leashes bound through the trees and down the
ravine. They stop by a chocolate stream. They lose the scent
and run off down river.
A pixie stick, poking out of the stream, moves. Ralph breaks
the surface.
RALPH:
Argh... I hate chocolate.
(scrambling to the shore)
Got to get my medal back.
He hears the ROAR of engines. Sees a bunch of racers speed by
on nearby road.
RALPH (CONT’D)
The pot goes to the winning racer.
He runs after them.
WRECK-IT RALPH
RALPH (CONT’D)
Hey, kids! Can I talk to you for a
second?
He just misses them, as they disappear around the bend and
approach Vanellope, who is working on her handmade kart. It’s
up on a jacks.
The racers sweep in and surround her. She pushes away any
evidence of fear and stands tall to meet them.
VANELLOPE:
Hello, fellow racers!
Ralph peeks over the hill.
RALPH:
It’s that little crumbsnatcher.
VANELLOPE:
Taffyta, Rancis, you’re looking
well. Came by to check out the
competition, huh? Well, here it is,
The Lickity Split.
ON RALPH:
unimpressed.RALPH:
Jeesh. Looks like she built it
herself.
BACK ON THE KIDS: Taffyta gets out of her kart and approaches
Vanellope.
VANELLOPE:
Built it myself. Fastest pedal-
power west of the Whack-A-Mole.
Check her out.
Vanellope hops in her kart and starts pedalling. The gears
catch and spin.
TAFFYTA:
Oh, Vanellope, it’s so...you. But
you have to back out of the race,
yeah.
Vanellope gets out of her kart and approaches Taffyta.
VANELLOPE:
Oh, no I don’t, because I paid my
fee. I’m on the board. So, yeah,
I’m definitely racing.
WRECK-IT RALPH
TAFFYTA:
Well, King Candy says glitches
can’t race.
VANELLOPE:
I’m not a glitch, Taffyta.
(she glitches)
I’ve just got Pixlexia, okay?
Ignoring her, Taffyta walks over to Vanellope’s kart.
TAFFYTA:
The rules are there for a reason,
Vanellope. To protect us.
(getting in Vanellope’s
kart)
Say I’m you. I’m in my weird little
car, and I’m driving, and I
actually feel kinda cool for once.
And then, all of a sudden, oh no!
I’m gl-gl-gl-gl-itching!
Taffyta shudders and then rips the steering wheel right off.
VANELLOPE:
Hey!
TAFFYTA:
See? You’re an accident just
waiting to happen.
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