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					Nur Aisyah Binte Suhaimi
ADM Year 1, Group 4
4D Systems Project

Script for “L’Histoire de Montage” Podcast

                                 “JUBILATION.”


        FADE IN:


        INT. DISCO JOINT – NIGHT

        The almost DEFUNCT DISCO JOINT is playing some hit
        songs despite the fact that they had almost no
        customers. The youngsters are all into the new
        joints known as clubs, whereas the older generation
        are just too tired to keep shaking, flirting or
        getting drunk.

        JOHNNY

        the disc jockey, displays his prowess on the
        turntable as he plays his MIXES to the empty dance
        floor.

        He suddenly stops as he clutches his BULGING BELLY
        and let out a HEAVY GROAN. He COLLAPSED onto the
        floor, BREATHING HEAVILY.

                                   JOHNNY
                                 (groaning)
                      Bella --- Bella --- where are
                      you?


        ISABELLA

        is Johnny‟s woman. She is a staff at the disco
        joint. She is known for her distinctive bee-like
        outfit which only helps to bring out her curves
        instead of hiding them like she wants them too, her
        dimwittedness and her thinking that everyone is her
        Master.




                                      Page 1
                         ISABELLA
           Johnny Master! Johnny Master
           will catch a cold sleeping on
           the floor like that? Does
           Johnny Master want a blanket?

                           JOHNNY
           Bella --- I      think   ---   I‟m
           giving birth.

                         ISABELLA
           Come Johnny Master. Isabella
           might be stupid, but Isabella
           knows that women give birth to
           babies. Johnny Master
           shouldn‟t lie to Isabella.

                         JOHNNY
           Bella --- don‟t argue --- my
           baby --- isn‟t a normal baby.
           My baby ---


JOHNNY

gave a suppressed shout as the pain overwhelmed
him. A MELODIOUS SOUND was emitted and from
Johnny‟s bellybutton emerged many musical notes
which floated around him. They then collected and
settled onto his now flat belly, and with a POP, a
baby sat on his belly.


ISABELLA

Looked the baby in surprise.

                         ISABELLA
           Oh, my! What a cute baby!
           Johnny Master, the baby looks
           just like you!

                           BABY (JON-JON)
           Cool.

                         ISABELLA
                       (gasps)
           Mini Johnny Master just ---



                      Page 2
Shots were fired as the door suddenly burst open.

                       D‟ARTAGNAN (MUSKETEER)
                  (evil laugh)
         Vere are you, Johnny? I ave
         come for „ou.

A hushed silence followed as Johnny and Isabella
listened to the WANDERING FOOTSTEPS. The customers
had already left when Johnny was in birthing pains.


D‟ARTAGNAN

Was a „sketchy‟ character. He was a musketeer, yet
he was corrupt. The white garments he wore
contradicted his whole being.

                       D‟ARTAGNAN
                (shouts, annoyed)
         „Ou ave better answer or I, ze
         great D‟Artagnan, with ees
         great carbine, will shoot you
         through and through!

                       JON-JON
                 (starts to cry)

                       ISABELLA
         (tries to quiet the baby as
         she clasps him to her bosom)
         Shhh. There, there.

                        JOHNNY
                 (tries to get up but
         the pain causes him to groan)
         Bella, take Jon-Jon and run.
          Hurry.

                        ISABELLA
                    (confused)
         Jon-Jon?

                       JOHNNY
         The baby! Hurry Bella!

                       ISABELLA
                     (rises)



                    Page 3
                       JOHNNY
         Wait.
          (pulls out a maid‟s hat from
                   his pocket)
         Wear this maid hat. You are
         now Jon-Jon‟s nursemaid.

                       ISABELLA
         Not his mother?

                          JOHNNY
                       (firmly)
         No.

                        ISABELLA
         --- fare thee well then,
         Johnny Master.

Just as D‟Artagnan stepped onto the turntable,
Isabella, clutching Jon-jon, ran out from behind
it, straight towards the door.

                        D‟ARTAGNAN
                   (mesmerized)
         Aa --- who knew zat zis idiot
         audiophile „ad such a beauty
         here.
         She will look fantastic in my
         Minnie Mouse skirt and
         knickers!

               (laughs, licks his lips)

         Non, non. It‟s panties.
         Panties.

         Wait, mademoiselle!

                    (gives chase)

                        JOHNNY
                     (laughs)
          He forgot about me. Geez, that
           pervert --- I‟m sorry Bella.
                      (sighs)




                      Page 4
                         JOHNNY
           (starts to laugh maniacally
           and the laughter is suddenly
           cut off)


FADE IN.


EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT


ISABELLA

is running through the empty streets. Their disco
joint was located in a secluded area. It was not
like this a few years ago. It wasn‟t until the
musketeers tried to monopolize the area.

The sound of clattering hooves resound in the
narrow streets as D‟Artagnan called upon his three
Musketeer buddies to aid in his search, and assist
in his desire to see Isabella in his tiny Minnie
Mouse skirt.

                         D‟ARTAGNAN
           You. Search that alley.

           Portos, not zere you fat lump.
           Check ze right. Right! That‟s
           your left, you idiot!!

                         ISABELLA
                      (panting)
           Thank   goodness   Jon-Jon is
           quiet. But where is Isabella
           to go from here?

                         OLD WOMAN
                   (from far away)
           Yes, yes. The city of gold.
           Yes, yes. Where happiness can
           be found.




                      Page 5
ISABELLA

turns to look at an old woman hunched over a small
fire. When a sudden gust of wind passed, the fire
spluttered, but the old woman merely gave it a
small fire and whispered words of encouragement to
it.

                         OLD WOMAN
           Yes, yes. That‟s a good child.
           I‟ll help you live. Yes, yes.
           You just have to keep me warm.

                         ISABELLA
               (approaches, hesitant)
           Granny, what is it about a
           city of gold? Can I really
           find happiness there?

                         OLD WOMAN
                     (chuckles)
           Yes, yes. They have it. Yes,
           yes. The ring. Everyone can be
           happy. Yes, yes. So will your
           baby.

                         ISABELLA
                (excited, wonderment)
           Where is this city, Granny?
           How can I get there?

The old woman lifts a wrinkled hand, and with a
crooked finger, she points to the moon.

                         ISABELLA
            (her gaze follows the finger)
           The moon?

                         OLD WOMAN
           Yes, yes. Huh. But can you
           climb?

The distant sounds of clattering hooves grew
increasingly louder and when the horses were in
sight, their riders pulled on their reins, causing
the horses to clatter to a stop.




                      Page 6
                         D‟ARTAGNAN
           Old bag. „zid you see a
           REALLY, REALLY, REEEEAAAAALLLY
           CUTE girl dressed like a bee
           and a maid? She „az zis great
           curves ---
           Are you listening to ze Great
           D‟Artagnan?!

                         OLD WOMAN
                     (chuckles)
           Yes, es. Isn‟t the moon lovely
           tonight?

                         D‟ARTAGNAN
           AAH --- ?!
                  (sounds of abuse)

                         OLD WOMAN
                (soft, pained voice)
           Yes (cough), yes. The moon is
           (cough) really lovely tonight.


EXT. SUGARCUBE „BEANSTALK‟ - DAYBREAK


ISABELLA

Makes her way up a large sugarcube „beanstalk‟
which is supposed to be her ladder to the moon, and
its city of gold.

                         ISABELLA
           Bella is out of strength.
            (pauses, takes a deep breath)


ISABELLA

sniffs the air as a waft of sweetness reaches her
nostrils. She reaches out to touch a cube-like
fruit hanging from one of the beanstalk‟s chains,
only to have it crumble with her touch. She touched
the powder to her lips.




                      Page 7
                         ISABELLA
           Sugar! Isabella feels more
           strength now ---


           But why is Jon-Jon       Master
           getting heavier?

                         JON-JON
           Because till I‟m an adult, I
           won‟t stop growing, Bella.

                         ISABELLA
                       (gasps)
           Jon-Jon Master!


ISABELLA

turns to look at the toddler tied to her back by a
sheet.

                         JON-JON
           Don‟t stop climbing, Bella.
           I‟ll be getting much heavier
           soon and you won‟t be able to
           carry me.

                         ISABELLA
                    (nods, gulps)
           Yes, Jon-Jon Master. But     how
           come? How?


ISABELLA

continues to make her way up the beanstalk, her
breathing heavy. She puts in a lot of effort with
every climb.

                         JON-JON
           That‟s how we, audiophiles
           are. There are no females, and
           at the right age, we release a
           melody from our bellybutton.
           We are a rare race.




                      Page 8
                       ISABELLA
         --- I see. No wonder I wasn‟t
         allowed to be your mother, and
         I wasn‟t the one who got
         pregnant.
         --- Aah, we‟re there.



EXT. CITY OF GOLD, THE MOON

The city of gold greeted them like a diamond in a
ruff. Isabella, and most definitely Jon-Jon, have
never laid their eyes on such magnificence in their
lives. The buildings were constructed to have the
image of giant gold coins stacked upon each other,
and large spaceships which also looked like giants
coins, were speeding across the skies.

                       ISABELLA
         Whoa, it‟s gold!

                       JON-JON
         Bella, it IS the cit of gold.

                        ISABELLA
                   (falls over)
         OOF!

                       JON-JON
         (falls)
         Ouch!

                       JON-JON
              (is now 12-years old)
         Sorry Bella. I grew bigger
         again.

                       ISABELLA
                    (in pain)
         Yes, Jon-Jon Master.




                    Page 9
EXT. SUGARCUBE „BEANSTALK‟


D‟ARTAGNAN

and his three musketeers look up at the beanstalk
as it crept through the clouds and reached out
towards the moon.

                       D‟ARTAGNAN
         I zon‟t believe zat my
         beautiful bee vill climb zis
         ugly tree, BUT once we climb
         zis tree, chop it down!


         My pretty bumblebee and zat
         audiophile BRAT vill not evade
         zis Great D‟Artagnan!


                 (evil laughter)


EXT. CITY OF GOLD, THE MOON

                       PASSERBY
         You! You don‟t belong here. Go
         back to the old city!

                        ISABELLA
                    (confused)
         Huh?

                       PASSERBY
         The great divide! You poor
         fools go back to the old city.
         We have nothing for you here.

                       JON-JON
              (is now 18-years old)
         What? Where is it?

                       PASSERBY
         Are you blind? There! Now go!
         We don‟t want to see the likes
         of you people here.




                    Page 10
A sudden scream breaks out, and then, other screams
follow in succession around the city. A voice
booms.

                       D‟ARTAGNAN
         My pretty bumblebee! Where are
         you? I, ze Great D‟Artagnan,
         haz come for „ou. And „OU,
         Jon-vatever --- ze audiophile
         brat! I „av your fazer! If „ou
         vant „im alive, surrender
         yourselves!

                       ISABELLA
                     (gasps)
         Oh no! Johnny Master!

                       JON-JON
         Father!

All around, the people who were screaming earlier
are now laughing maniacally and one by one, they
collapse.

                       ISABELLA
                    (despair)
         NOOOOO!!


INT. BUILDING, CITY OF GOLD, THE MOON

                       D‟ARTAGNAN
         Ah --- my pretty. You are
         indeed lovely --- Come, try
         this pretty skirt.

                        ISABELLA
          No! Keep away. Don‟t come near
             me --- And this --- ugh!

           (kicks and stamps on skirt)
         --- is so undecent!

                       JON-JON
         Keep your filthy hands away
         from Bella, you FILTHY MAGGOT!




                    Page 11
                       D‟ARTAGNAN
         NOOO! My Minnie Mouse skirt!
         But (laughs), never mind. I
         have a surprise for you.

A door slides open to reveal Johnny in a cell. He
slumps in a corner with a crazed expression on his
face. He lets out occasional giggles while humming
a tune.

                       ISABELLA
         Johnny Master! What has
         happened to you?
              (turns to D‟Artagnan)
         Is this how you treat someone
         after they‟ve given birth?

                       D‟ARTAGNON
         Non, non, Madamoiselle
         Bumblebee. Not to you when you
         give birth to OUR babies!!
                    (laughs)
         I can‟t wait!

                        ISABELLA
                     (aghast)
         NO!

                        JON-JON
         But these symptom --- What did
         you do to him?

                       D‟ARTAGNON
                     (smug)
         Ah, vonderful, izn‟t it? „Tis
         my special gas. Eat garlic
         bread and drink lots of wine
         everyday. Collect your gas,
         and spread it wide! Zey will
         laugh and laugh and later, zey
         will be in ze palms of my
         hands!

                       JON-JON
         You mean the people of the
         moon ---




                    Page 12
                         D‟ARTAGNON
           Ah, But of course! „Tis but my
           creazhon. „Oo knew ze wealth
           zey „ad! Zese people are now
           caught in m web, such as
           yourselves.
           And now, I „ave ze ring!



A huge hole opens on a side of the wall as one of
the large coin-looking spaceships crashes into the
building. Stuck on the top of the vehicle is a pole
with a flag bearing the crossbones of legs. The
intruders are pirates.

                         PIRATE CAPTAIN
           Arr, me harties. Let‟s get a
           move on and ---
           OHOHO. What „ave we here?
           Thieves?

                         JON-JON
                (is now 24-years old)
           Bella! Bella!
           (turns to glare at the pirate)
           Look at what your recklessness
           did!


ISABELLA

is on the floor with a large wound on her head.
Blood is gushing out from it.

                         PIRATE
           AH? A pretty lass we got here.
           Load them people up, ye
           bumbling fools. But kill these
           --- old men with too much
           „air. Savvy?

                         D‟ARTAGNON
           But I „av zis ring, meaning I
           now rule ze moon and ze city
           of gold!




                     Page 13
PIRATE

Moves forward and with one swift motion, cuts off
D‟Artagnon‟s hand with the ring around one of its
fingers.

                       D‟ARTAGNON
         MY HAND!

A battle ensues as the musketeers battle it out
with the pirates. The clanging of metal was loud,
and sparks flew as their blades met.


INT. BELLA‟S MIND

It is dreamy and everything is almost white. Bella
is floating towards an area where she could hear
beautiful music being played.

                       JON-JON
                 (distant voice)
         Bella? Bella?


BELLA

moves forward, in her dream-like state. She is
oblivious to Jon-jon‟s voice calling out to her.

                       JON-JON
         Bella, where are you going?

                       ISABELLA
         Who are you? I don‟t know you
         ---
           (an invisible pair of hands
                    grab her)

                       JON-JON
         Bella, wake up!

                       ISABELLA
               (eyes flutter open)
         Jon-Jon?

                       JON-JON
         Hurry. We need to get out of
         here.


                    Page 14
                       ISABELLA
         But the happy ring ---
         Your father ---
         Everyone ---

                       LITTLE GIRL
         Don‟t worry. We will help
         everyone.

                        JON-JON
         Who are you?

                       LITTLE GIRL
         That pirate‟s little sister.
         We are from the old city. We
         came to put the ring of
         jubilation to proper use. The
         new city restricted the
         happiness only to their lands,
         and that is why we suffered…
         until now…

                       ISABELLA
         And the people?

                       LITTLE GIRL
         I believe it will restore
         everyone.

By now, the battle has already ended with the
pirates reigning supreme over the musketeers. The
little girl takes the ring from her brother, and
places it in a container. The box glows and its
glow spread. First it covers the new city, the old
city and finally, the whole moon is covered.

                       JOHNNY
         Ugh --- Bella? Jon-Jon?

                        ISABELLA
         Johnny Master!
                   (embraces)
         You are well again!

                       JON-JON
         And your wound is fine now,
         Bella.



                    Page 15
                          ISABELLA
            Oh my!

                          PIRATE
            Now come. We shall give ye a
            proper welcome to our domain.
            The old city on the Moon.


FADE OUT.




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