Hits 2957 | Created 2007-05-23 | Modified 2007-05-23Untitled, Unfinished screenplay written about a year ago.
EXT. LAKE. TWILIGHT.
Distant view of darkened lake at twilight.
A small ROWBOAT floats gently.
The water is calm, reflecting distant purple mountains.
The boat drifts slowly towards us revealing a NAKED MAN.
The NAKED MAN is lying in the bottom of the boat.
He is unconscious.
Faint sounds of creaking wood and lapping water.
The NAKED MAN shifts slightly, becoming slowly conscious.
His eyes snap open suddenly.
He sits up with difficulty, aching all over.
Looks around, completely lost.
Realises he is naked.
Glances around boat quickly, there are no clothes.
We circle around the boat, the NAKED MAN's fear mounting.
(Sharp intake of breath)
Looks to the source of noise.
Slowly peers over the edge of the boat.
Staring at the darkened water.
Swirling, indistinct shapes.
Suddenly an ENOURMOUS EYE looms into view.
(Frantically moving backwards)
We see the man, huddled in fear, drifting in the centre of
The huge lake.
INT. ROWBOAT. SOMETIME LATER. STILL TWILIGHT.
NAKED MAN is huddled in middle of boat.
Shivering in the cool evening breeze.
There is a jolt.
The man looks up.
A sickly looking shoreline with dirty coloured sand.
ROCKS and DRIFTWOOD clutter the shore.
Slippery CLIFFS rise to heights in both directions.
He can see a DARK MASS in the distance.
The DARK MASS is like a pool of BLOOD, moving his way.
He watches, transfixed as the DARK MASS grows closer.
EXT ROWBOAT. THE SHORE.
The DARK MASS approaches the boat, covering all the land.
It appears to be made up of INSECTS of some kind.
A noise of swarming insects grows.
The INSECTS reach the boat and begin to spread up the front.
The NAKED MAN starts to walk backwards in the boat.
He turns and looks back into the DARKENING LAKE.
A LARGE SHAPE rolls out of the murky water some feet away.
The LARGE SHAPE sinks beneath the surface.
The INSECTS are close now.
Inches from his feet.
He backs to the stern of the boat.
Nowhere to go.
Stamps his feet on the INSECTS.
The INSECTS begin to crawl up his FOOT and LEG.
EXT. ROWBOAT. SHORELINE.
We see the NAKED MAN writhing and screaming.
The INSECTS swarm all over his body.
He falls down into the boat.
Muffled noises of struggle.
He passes out.
The NAKED MAN regains consciousness again.
He is completely covered with the DARK INSECTS.
We cannot see his skin, only his EYES and MOUTH.
He jumps up, clawing at his face and body.
(Screams some more)
Looks at the INSECTS closely.
He cannot remove them, they are stuck firm.
They are linked together.
The flutter LITTLE WINGS occasionally and CHIRRUP softly.
He gets unsteadily to his feet.
Shakes an arm experimentally, trying to shake off INSECTS.
He exits the boat and walks onto the shore.
Looks both directions.
Both look similarly bleak.
NAKED MAN Begins to walk, tiredly, right.
EXT. SHORELINE. DARK. LATER.
The NAKED MAN trudges along, head down, covered in INSECTS.
The INSECTS keep him warm in the cold night.
He cannot see very well, it is quite dark.
He stumbles noisily.
There is a SLAPPING, SLITHERING NOISE from the lake.
Stares hard towards the noise.
Only the sound of gentle waves lapping the shore.
Waits for a moment, listening.
EXT. SHORELINE. DARK.
He moves on.
Another SLITHERING NOISE from the lake.
He stops and again stares hard towards the lake.
Sees large indistinct THING.
Snakelike body, little waving tentacles, feeling the air.
It moves towards him.
EXT. SHORELINE. DARK.
Begins to run towards the cliffs.
Stumbles in the dark.
Slithering noises behind him.
Lumbering THING moving with surprising speed.
He reaches the cliff and stops, looking up.
The THING pursues in the background.
The cliffs are very steep and slippery.
EXT. SHORELINE. CLIFFS.
NAKED MAN is climbing the cliffs, slowly.
He is ten feet from the ground as the THING arrives.
He looks down.
The THING raises its body towards him.
Small tentacles reach out.
He looks up.
Reaches for a handhold as his FOOT SLIPS.
EXT. SHORELINE. CLIFFS.
He is dangling from one hand momentarily.
Recovers and scrambles upwards.
Tentacle just inches from his foot.
Furious slithering noises from below.
EXT. TOP OF CLIFFS.
We see an INSECT COVERED hand reach the top.
Another hand follows.
The NAKED MAN hauls himself to the top.
EXT. GREEN HILLSIDE. NEXT DAY.
NAKED MAN walks up a lush green hillside, heading up.
Reaches the top.
Looks around strangely.
Surroundings seem oddly familiar.
Looks around in a full circle, slowly.
Green hills, rocky outcrops, a distant forest.
A TRAIL winding through the hills.
A MAN on the trail.
EXT. GREEN HILLSIDE.
NAKED MAN ducks down behind a LARGE ROCK.
Waits for a moment.
Slowly peers over the top of the LARGE ROCK.
The MAN on the TRAIL has vanished.
Breathing heavily, the NAKED MAN looks up and down the trail.
He scans the hilltops and ridges.
Spins in a circle, looking.
EXT. GREEN HILLSIDE.
Beads of sweat appear on his forehead.
The INSECTS greedily slurp at the liquid.
They CHIRRUP gently and FLAP their WINGS.
EXT. SCREE SLOPE. MINUTES LATER.
NAKED MAN is scrambling down a SCREE SLOPE.
It is very noisy.
He finds it noisier that he imagined.
He looks around constantly, like a HUNTED ANIMAL.
He looks back up the slope.
He looks down the slope.
Sees the man from the trail, at the bottom of the slope.
Makes a choking noise.
The STRANGER seems to be larger than life, ten feet tall.
He is dressed in LEATHER and CLOTH.
He carries a LARGE SWORD, which he waves MENACINGLY.
He GNASHES his TEETH and SNARLS.
The STRANGER lets out a SCREAMING BELLOW.
It echoes off the hillsides.
EXT. SCREE SLOPE.
NAKED MAN is struggling to change direction.
The STRANGER is advancing up the slope.
NAKED MAN slips and slides five feet back down the slope.
Struggles, but the STRANGER is upon him.
The STRANGER raises his SWORD.
And then stops.
He looks the NAKED MAN up and down, sees the INSECTS.
Begins to laugh gently, then louder.
Lowers his sword.
Greetings, Stranger, I suppose you speak
The STRANGER seems to be of normal stature now.
EXT. CAMPFIRE. LATER. NIGHT.
A merry CAMP FIRE burns brightly, crackling.
The two men sit close together.
The STRANGER is prising INSECTS from the NAKED MAN's body.
Using a knife. Tossing them into the FIRE.
The INSECTS make a little SQUEAL as they burn.
We can see patches of SKIN now.
Oh god, that's better.
(Regards his arm)
Nasty, stinking little creatures.
Yes, over the period of a month they will
kill a man, slowly drinking his blood
whenever they get hungry, slowly sucking
him dry. Like a lot of tics, or leeches...
The NAKED stares into the fire. Thoughtful.
You must have a lot of questions...
The first of which should be to ask my
Oh, sorry, yes... I'm Joseph.
Holds out his HAND.
The STRANGER grasps it and shakes hands.
Grazio. Welcome to England, or,
something like it anyway.
England? I don't think I understand.
Ah, so many questions, so much confusion.
I was the same, everyone is... as long as
they last... Anyway, you can begin to
answer some of your questions yourself -
what's the last thing you remember before
waking up here?
Um, I was... um..
(Struggles, then recalls)
I was coming home from my local shop with
a bag of shopping... I was crossing the
road... and then...
(Stops and stares into fire)
You don't remember.
GRAZIO puts a hand on JOSEPH'S SHOULDER.
Now Joseph, this is important... You must
listen to what I have to tell you without
becoming too upset, or panicking, or taking
it too seriously... Imagine what I'm about
to tell you is just a story.... It is the
truth, but try and think of it as a story.
(Pauses, looks at Joseph hard)
I don't expect you to understand, but you
must try to do it anyway... Okay?
I'll tell you a story then...
There was once a man who went out to do his
shopping and was hit by a bus on his way
home... He died almost at once, without
knowing what hit him, so to speak, and
then woke up here, in this strange world.
What? So I'm...
Don't say it. Think of it as a story, okay?
Listen, this world is like a world of
thoughts - if you convince yourself that
you are dead, then you'll become a ghost,
which is not a good fate my friend...
Get you're alive, okay? Feel your arm, feel
your leg, pinch your skin - you're alive...
JOSPEH pinches the SKIN on his arm.
Wiggles his TOES.
Here it isn't what you think exactly, but
what you believe, which is a little
different. A lot of people arrive here,
aware that they just died in the other
world, some even have, say, a gunshot
wound in their chest... They arrive and
look around, look at their chest, then start
screaming in agony, and then they die
again, either becoming a ghost, or simply
vanishing... The people that arrive but
don't know that they died, say after being
hit by a bus...
(Meaningful look at JOSEPH)
...they didn't see coming, have a hard time
accepting that they are dead, so tend to
stick around a lot longer. But, if you dwell
on it too much, then you can still talk
yourself into dying again... Best to
concentrate on being alive.
JOSEPH stares into the fire, digesting this information.
You said welcome to England?
Hmm, yes, this world seems to be vaguely
mapped around the other world, or, as we
say here, the old world... This is the
north west of England somewhere - a pretty
quiet place generally.
So... this is like heaven then?
Not exactly my idea of heaven my friend,
(Then gravely - a shadow passes over him)
No indeed not.
But, it's not a bad old place, once you get
used to it, and...
(Looks at JOSEPH with a twinkle in his eye)
...here you can live forever.
EXT. THE CITY. STILL DISTANT.
GRAZIO and JOSEPH walk together, talking.
JOSEPH wears a long shirt that GRAZIO has given him.
It barely covers his rear.
...but when I saw you on the scree you
seemed to be ten feet tall, like some kind
of monster... But now, well, you're big,
GRAZIO eyes JOSEPH, amused.
...But not that big. How did you do it?
Ah, my friend, if you believe you are ten
feet tall, then you will be ten feet tall.
It is what you believe that counts here...
So, kind of like the Matrix then?
Never mind, it's a movie.
JOSEPH tries to imagine he is ten feet tall.
He screws up his eyes in concentration.
GRAZIO looks at him, amused.
I think it's working... I think you're
Beginning to shrink!
JOSEPH looks annoyed, then breaks into a smile.
EXT. THE CITY GATES.
GRAZIO and JOSEPH approach and then stop.
The look up at the GATES, and then through into the city.
Through the gates, the city has a MEDIEVAL look to it.
Why belief? Why should that have any
bearing on the world around me?
You should take to Dakyug, he'll be able
To answer your questions better than I...
But, simply, it is because what survives
from the Old World is only what we would
call thought, or spirit... It stays with
our body through our lives, and it uses our
body to interact with the world. When we
die, only then are we free to perceive
this world - when we are free of our bodies.
No more questions for now... Come, welcome
to Conlyn City.
They walk into CONLYN CITY.
EXT. CONLYN CITY. MUDDY ROAD.
MARKET STALLS line the MUDDY street.
For sale are ANIMALS, CLOTHES, WEAPONS, FOOD.
Men and Women are dressed in simple attire.
Leather boots and shoes, thick cloth pants and skirts.
Cloth shirts, leather or thick cloth jackets.
Many people carry daggers or swords tucked into belts.
Ours is a basic world Joseph, we have
little technology to speak of.. for
various reasons... Although look...
CLOSE UP of light on wall.
An electrical light.
(V.O.) ...we do have at least electricity.
EXT. CONLYN CITY. MUDDY ROAD.
They walk on.
Come on, my home isn't far from here. You
can stay with me until you get settled.
INT. GRAZIO'S HOUSE.
We see the door open and GRAZIO and JOSEPH enter.
The room is simple, WOODEN TABLE, CHAIRS.
LARGE WINDOW with WOODEN SHUTTERS.
A FIREPLACE with stone CHIMNEY.
Don't get comfortable, I'll just talk to
Silfi and then I'll take you to see
He runs Conlyn City... For longer than I've
She is in her early twenties, light brown skin, black hair.
She is very beautiful.
Close up of SILFI.
JOSPEH and GRAZIO turn to greet her.
JOSEPH looks like he's already in love.
GRAZIO sees the look.
(Cutting in-between them)
...This is Joseph, newly arrived. I'm
taking him to see Dakyug, then he'll
be staying with us for a while.
(Grabs JOSEPH by the arm)
Come on JOSEPH, we'd better get going.
The two leave through the front door.
EXT. CONLYN CITY. MUDDY STREET.
JOSEPH and GRAZIO walk together.
Couldn't I have gotten some pants?
(Looking at JOSEPH, suppressing a smile)
You Look fine.
Joseph looks unhappy and pulls down his short shirt.
So, anyway, she's your...?
My daughter. Not my real daughter of
Course. When children appear in the world,
those of us who have been here for a long
time take them in and bring them up as
we would our own children.
Not many children appear though...
We don't know why... And you can't get
someone pregnant in this world either...
Which has advantages...
(Looks leerily at JOSEPH)
...but also means that there aren't many
Ah, here we are.
EXT. CATHEDRAL. DAY.
They have arrived at a large stone building resembling a
Cathedral very much indeed.
Is this a cathedral?
Ah, yes. It's complicated. Dakyug can
explain it to you better than I.
The interior of the cathedral is like that found normally.
High ARCHES, STAINED GLASS WINDOWS, WOODEN PEWS.
JOSEPH and GRAZIO walk down the aisle towards DAKYUG.
DAKYUG sits on a high, ORNATE CHAIR, at the altar point.
They approach, we see DAKYUG close up.
He is old, WHITE, LONG HAIR but with YOUTHFUL EYES.
He wears a LONG WHITE ROBE, simple.
Ah, a newcomer! Welcome to Conlyn.
I am Dakyug, head of the city.
(Pulling down his shirt)
Joseph. Nice to meet you.
(Goes to step forward to shake hands, then
thinks better of it and steps back)
You must have a lot of questions,
Joseph. I hope I can be of some help.
(Looks at GRAZIO significantly)
Well then, I'll be off. Joseph, you
think you can find your own way back?
Okay then, I'll go and get supper ready.
GRAZIO turns and leaves.
DUKUG rises and beckons JOSEPH to walk with him.
They walk to the back of the cathedral, and then
through a doorway.
INT. SMALL ROOM IN CATHEDRAL. DAY.
Simple TABLE, wooden CHAIRS.
DAKYUG and JOSEPH sit.
JOSEPH feels naked.
Crosses his legs to preserve his modesty.
Tries to pull down his shirt again.
My original name was Arthur, back in the
Old World. People here are encouraged to
take new names here, to help forget the
Would you like some wine?
DAKYUG rises and pours WINE from a bottle in the corner
of the room on another small TABLE.
Passes glass to JOSEPH and sits back down with his own.
JOSEPH sniffs his wine and takes a sip.
Not bad - he pulls an appreciative face.
Were you a spiritual man in the Old World
Spiritual? Well, I never went to church,
if that's what you mean.
Not exactly... I will try and explain,
stop me if I lose you won't you?
In the Old World there was more to it
than was generally realised. Our true
selves was hidden behind the world that
arose through the senses. There was
a whole other world there with us, but
we could not see it. Just as we cannot
any longer see the Old World now... You
see, we could only perceive the Old World
through our body and senses - sight,
hearing, smell, touch. But now all those
things have gone and we are only what was
in control of those things - the mind, or
the soul, if you will.
Now, if we are pure thought, then why are
We in our bodies now? In this world, what
is believed is true. Although I may imagine
that I am pure energy or thought, in my
...I still think I have a body. It is a
condition brought about from the Old World.
I believe I have a body, so I have a body.
(Looks at JOSEPH carefully)
Still with me.
Oh yeah. We're pure thought, but we secretly
Still think we have a body, so have one.
Quite so. Good. Well, this world are the
old one are connected in some ways...
If you walk around the city, you may see some
odd things. Try to touch them and they will
not seem real... They are the dreams of people
in the Old World. They are alongside us now,
even now, but we cannot see them, and they
cannot see us. Dreams though, occur in-between
both worlds. If you appear in someone's dream
here, then you will appear there too.
But, we cannot know whose dream we are in...
So we cannot try and communicate with loved
ones, I'm afraid. You had better forget
anyone that you left behind.
(Drinks wine and pauses)
It seems that the thoughts of the Old World
shape this world. But only the thoughts of
thousands, and over hundreds of years.
Likewise, this cathedral has been in the Old
World for hundreds of years, and now seems
as solid here as in the Old World. Look
around the city and you'll see various
buildings, some like shadows and some like
rock. We build in-between them generally,
or just wait for a building to become solid
enough and then move in.
Yes, indeed... There are mysteries here
though too, like why children do not appear
here, and why more adults do not appear - for
there are only very few that do appear Joseph.
Where the rest of the dead go, we do not know.
And there is magic of a kind here too...
As JOSEPH watches, DAKYUG begins to age.
His face wrinkles over, his hair grows and curls.
His fingernails lengthen.
His face begins to thin and hollow out, his flesh to desiccate.
JOSEPH jumps up.
(Looks around for help)
When we look back at DAKYUG, he is once again as he was.
What the hell was that?
It is very easy for me to believe that I
am very old Joseph. I have been here for
more than a hundred years. But I also
know that one does not have to age here.
By keeping both truths in mind, I can
believe either at will, and my body
JOSEPH sits back down and drinks deeply of his wine.
Many tricks Joseph... A strange world,
EXT. STRANGE CASTLE. DISTANT.
A large CASTLE, DARK and EERIE.
DARK CLOUDS overhead, a STRONG WIND blows.
There is only one LIGHT in the castle, in a high TOWER.
EXT. STRANGE CASTLE. CLOSER.
Through the LIT WINDOW we can see a FIGURE, his back to us.
We can hear LOW CHANTING from within.
EXT. STRANGE CASTLE. JUST OUTSIDE THE WINDOW.
We see the FIGURE more closely now, but only his back.
The figure wears a BLUE ROBE, has LONG, BLACK HAIR.
His name is IVO.
He has arrived then?
A SHADOW on the wall appears to move by itself.
When shall he be delivered?
Before the next moon.
And what has he been told?
Nothing of consequence.
Good, good. I shall look forward to
INT. GRAZIO'S HOUSE.
GRAZIO and SIFLI sit around the TABLE, silently.
There is a sharp knock at the DOOR.
GRAZIO rises and opens it, JOSEPH enters.
GRAZIO disappears for a moment out of the room.
Then reappears, throwing some pants at JOSEPH.
JOSEPH pulls on the pants, eyeing SIFLI.
How was your meeting with Dakyug?
Oh, um, good, I think. He became old and
scared me half to death... Had a nice glass
of wine though.
Well have another, won't you?
(Pours wine from container on table, passes
it to JOSEPH)
Here's to your new life, Joseph.
(Clinking glasses, murmurs)
My new life.
(***) // LATER SCENE
EXT. OLD FOREST. NIGHT.
JOSEPH walks cautiously through the DENSE FORST.
He struggles with BRACHES and ROOTS.
He looks around, obviously lost and nervous.
There is a loud HOWL.
JOSEPH freezes, wide eyed, looks around.
A dim shadow of a WOLF, some distance away.
The WOLF'S eyes gleam like a cat.
They stare at each other for a moment.
EXT. OLD FOREST. NIGHT.
We see numerous EYES in the shadows all around JOSEPH.
He sees them too.
Begins to walk backwards, the turns and...
The WOLVES begin chase.
JOSEPH is frantically running through the forest.
Stumbles, but doesn't fall.
WOLVES easily run behind him, catching up.
Branches are whipping JOSEPH'S FACE, it starts to BLEED.
The WOLVES close in.
At his ankles.
He glances round and FALLS forward.
The nearest WOLF leaps and...
There is a loud YELP.
JOSPEH looks up, slowly, peers between his hands.
Pulls himself to a sitting position and looks around.
All the WOLVES have gone.
Stands up and turns around.
Sees HIDEOUS WITCH standing in front of him.
(Throws back head)
(Cackles with laughter)
The WITCH is WARTY with GREYISH / GREEN SKIN.
She looks like a HALLOWE'EN WITCH.
She wears a long black ROBE, DIRTY and TATTERED.
Underneath we catch a glimpse of her DIRTY FLESH.
(Begins to chant under her breath)
JOSEPH, speechless, begins to back away from her.
We see VINES, BRANCHES, ROOTS coming to life and moving.
They wrap around his ankles, arms, legs.
He struggles, YELLS, but is quickly BOUND LIKE A PIG.
INT. WITCH'S COTTAGE. NIGHT.
An old, shack-like room. Walls filled with jars of animals,
Plants, undefined things. A fire in one corner with a crude
stone stove built obve the top. Wooden floor, dirty with
bones, insects, old straw, mud. Shadows flicker around.
JOSPEH comes to, tries to jump up, but can't.
He is tied to an OLD CHAIR.
The WITCH, hearing the noise, turns and GLIDES over to him.
Ahhhh, my pretty, you're awake.
Are you for real? Who are you? Why am
I tied up?
The smile drops from the face of the WITCH.
She looks EVIL.
Ah yes, you'll not be long in this world
now, don't you worry. I'll eat you up
and you can move on to the next one...
That'll be nice, won't it?
Eat me? Jesus. (Struggles)
You're not serious.
(Attending to a frying pan over a fire)
Oh, I'm afraid it will take quite a long
Time to eat you though. I only like to
take a little bit each day. I don't need
more really. It may take a few months.
(Adds some herbs, spices to the pan)
(Under breath) Jesus!
(Aloud) Why eat me? There's lots of animals
in the woods. Why not eat rabbit or wolf?
Ah, JOSEPH, I'm a witch you see, and
witches are evil, don't you know.
(Now sharpening a knife)
It wasn't always like that... Once I
was prettier than I am now, a lovely face
I had then... But the thoughts of the Old
World shape me now, as they always have...
They made me ugly and evil. I wasn't always
like that... But I am now...
(Tests knife on finger, seems happy)
I'm an elemental JOSEPH... I sprang into
being in this world, born from the thoughts
of thousands. I've been here for hundreds
of years, and will be here for as long as
the Old World think of me... Ah, and I
can't pass on, as your kind can...
Pass on? What do you mean? Do...
WITCH walks towards JOSEPH with knife in hand.
Woah now, wait a minute, can't we talk
Stands next to JOSEPH.
JOSEPH still talking, babbling, staring at the knife.
The WITCH takes hold of JOSEPH'S left hand.
Lowers the knife.
JOSEPH stuggles, screams, nothing he can do.
WITCH cuts off LITTLE FINGER.
JOSEPH screams in agony.
WITCH stoops and picks up a handful of ASHES from fireplace.
Smears ash onto wound.
Oh shut up you baby. Wait until I chop
off your manhood, then you can scream.
WITCH drops finger into hot pan and we hear SIZZLING.
JOSEPH moans as the WITCH SNIFFS appreciatively.
WITCH hums a tune as she fries the finger.
We watch her move the finger around the pan with the knife.
The finger begins to BROWN.
Time passes, frying.
Finally she is content that the finger is ready.
I like it a little raw.
Skewers the finger with the knife and walks over to JOSEPH.
Puts finger under his nose.
Smells good eh?
JOSEPH reacts accordingly.
WITCH slowly chews and EATS finger in front of him.
SPITS out NAIL.
JOSEPH, once again, passes out.
INT. WITCH'S COTTAGE. DAY.
JOSEPH is still tied to the chair. Comes to slowly.
Realises where he is, looks to his finger.
Begins to HYPERVENTILATE. Panic.
With an effort brings himself under control.
Looks around the room.
The WITCH is sleeping nearby, on a FILTHY COT.
She snorts and turns.
Her robe falls open, we can see her dirt smeared naked body.
As if sensing that JOSEPH is awake, her eyes flick open.
Good morning my pretty!
Oh, you did sleep well, like a little rock
you did. Pleasant dreams?
JOSEPH says nothing.
Well, well, grumpy this morning are we?
(Looks mock pityingly at JOSPEH)
I'm going out for a little while, so you'll
have a chance to escape. That alright?
JOSEPH looks up suddenly.
Only joking dear! Oh, your face!
No, I am going out, but you won't have a
chance to escape.
(Walks to door, stops)
Then we'll have a nice bit of breakfast
when I get back eh?
(Lick her lips nastily)
JOSPEH struggles with his bonds frantically, noisly.
EXT. WITCH'S COTTAGE.
WITCH sits on steps of cottage, humming a tune.
INT. WITCH'S COTTAGE. DAY. A LITTLE LATER.
We see WITCH enter the room.
JOSEPH sits, still bound, his head hanging down.
Aaaaah. No escape then pretty Joseph?
Never mind, now how about that breakfast?
(Busies herself with the stove fire)
(Talking over her shoulder)
What do you think we should have this
morning eh? Another nice finger, or
perhaps a toe?
(Pauses and looks thoughtful)
I never really liked toes though...
Not like fingers and noses. Mmmmm.
Mind you I think I'll keep your nose for
a while, it's a treat indeed.
(Fire is blazing now)
(Puts frying pan in place, starts adding
spices and herbs as before)
What about an eye? Or an ear?
(Looks thoughtful as she takes the knife)
I think I'll just have another finger...
CUT TO VIEW OF OPEN WINDOW
A small bird appears.
CUT BACK TO VIEW OF WITCH AND JOSEPH
Both WITCH and JOSEPH stop and stare at the BIRD.
I bring a message from Ivo, foul creature...
This man here is of value to Ivo, and he
commands that you set him free without...
(Pauses and cocks head to one side)
Eating any more of him.
WITCH looks at the bird then at JOSPEH, then back again.
She looks amazed. Confused.
She sighs and slowly lowers the knife to her side.
Wretch. You're fate with Ivo will be
worse than the one I had planned for you.
WITCH unties JOSEPH, who leaps to his feet and makes
for the door.
(As he is retreating out of the door)
You... you... Bitch!
(Watches the door close, smiles)
(Turns back to BIRD)
What's so special about this one then eh?
BIRD is silent.
Eh? You can tell me, little bird.
BIRD is silent.
What? A trick?