| SCRIPTS |
| Early Script - Adventure with the Elves: |
| "WILLOW" * Story by George Lucas * Screenplay by Bob Dolman * First Draft Third Revision November 14, 1986 * (c) LFL 1986 Lucasfilm LTD. |
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INT. ELFIN HALLWAY - UNDERGROUND
Like a rabbit warren, compartments branch off the main tunnel. Willow scrunches along behind the tip-toeing brownies. They hear the baby crying. They peek through the door. Inside a cluttered room they see the baby crying miserably. Her tears are being carried to a high level in tiny buckets on a mechanized wheel, operated by FOUR ELVES. TEEMO: Elves! They're always tormenting babies. They make them cry and take their tears. ROOL: Somebody has to do it. WILLOW: Why?? ROOL: How else they gonna make dew drops? The baby shrieks. WILLOW: I'm getting her out of there! TEEMO: No! You let us handle this. Come along, Rool! Teemo ridiculously pushes Willow away from the door. With a macho swagger he adjusts his dagger belt, and he and Rool open the door. INT. ELFIN TEAR FACTORY They enter like gunslingers in a saloon. The four elves, who are twice their size, turn and face them. Teemo draws his small dagger. With confidence he smiles at Rool. TEEMO: Watch this. Right between the eyes. ROOL: (to the elves) He never misses. Artfully Teemo poises the dagger above his head. With all his might he throws. His dagger flip-flops through the air and lands at the elves' feet, plink-plunk. TEEMO: Ooops. Was that right? That wasn't right. Suddenly the entire wall implodes. The elves scream and panic as Willow comes crashing in like King Kong. He grabs the crying baby and tucks her under his arm. EXT. ELF HOLE - DAY The brownies scamper out of a hole in the ground where the elves keep their vultures corralled. ROOL/TEEMO: Hyah! Hyah! Git! They untie the vultures and send them flapping away in the forest as Willow wiggles out of the elf hole with the baby. They run for their lives. EXT. FOREST - CHASE - DAY Rool and Teemo tear along at incredible speed, Willow barely keeping up with them. Little elf arrows shower the forest as the angry elves chase after them, whooping and screaming. EXT. DEEP GORGE - DAY They skid up to a perilously deep drop into oblivion. The elves are shrieking toward them. The only chance of escape is a huge fallen tree spanning the gorge. The brownies scamper out. Willow looks down and reels with vertigo. WILLOW: I can't go out there with the baby! ROOL/TEEMO: (frantically point) Elves!! The elf army pours out of the forest. Willow holds his breath and ventures out onto the topmost branches of the tree. Arrows zing around him as he wobbles like a drunken tightrope walker toward the middle. The brownies wait for him. WILLOW: Ohhh, I hate this. TEEMO: Take your time. Don't worry about the elves. They won't come out here. WILLOW: Why not? ROOL: Because of the trolls. WILLOW: Trolls? The brownies console Willow with unworried laughter. TEEMO: Relax. They only come out at night. An ugly TROLL snarls up behind Willow. They all scream and race for the other side. Another TROLL pops up to meet them. The trolls slink along like possums. The brownies dive through a hole in the hollow tree trunk. The elves, meanwhile, flint-start a fire at their end of the tree. One troll claws at the brownies inside the trunk while the other chases Willow across gangling branches. Then the baby falls out of the papoose! She tumbles and catches on a low branch and Willow races the troll and grabs her just before she plummets into the gorge. One troll catches Rool but can't then get his claw out of the trunk. The brownies finally escape. The tree burns and breaks, dangling over the gorge by its roots. A troll howls as he falls to his death. The other scrambles up the tree and grabs Willow's foot. Willow's boot slips off and down goes the second troll. Flames lick at Willow as he at last hauls himself to safety, just as the roots snap and the blazing tree goes crashing down in the gorge. WILLOW: This is not going well. TEEMO: Hurry! Queen Cherlindrea will know what to do. Willow bundles the baby and follows the brownies into the forest. Hobbling slightly on his bootless foot. EXT. MAJESTIC FOREST - SUNSET Fading sunlight bleeds through awesomely beautiful trees as Willow and the brownies trek into the magical Fairy Kingdom. Elora Danan falls into a peaceful sleep. |