| SCRIPTS |
| Early Script - Trip to the Island to Journey to the Snow Camp |
| "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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EXT. DESERTED FISHING VILLAGE - DAY Half a dozen decrepit huts sit rotting on the edge of the lake. There are no inhabitants, just a lot of discarded junk, including a few battered fishing boats. But Madmartigan, keeping one eye on the gold tree out on the island, is undaunted. He rummages through the debris, hauling out a fishing boat and shouldering it toward the water. MADMARTIGAN: Give me a hand here, Peck! Willow hoists the baby into the papoose and helps Madmartigan. BOY: What are you doing? They turn around. A golden-haired BOY is standing waist-deep in the lake. Madmartigan is instantly wary of him. MADMARTIGAN: It's nothing to do with you. But the boy looks innocent and harmless, and Willow approaches him. WILLOW: We need to get out to that island. BOY: The island is cursed. Madmartigan scoffs at this nonsense, grunting and pushing the boat into the water. WILLOW: We've traveled a long way. We're looking for Fin Raziel. TEEMO: The sorceress. BOY: She's there. But you can't go there. The island is cursed. MADMARTIGAN: (no patience) Yeah? Who cursed it? BOY: Queen Bavmorda. Her powers govern the elements. MADMARTIGAN: Ahh, he's trying to protect the gold. Come on, Willow. Jump in. Madmartigan climbs into the boat and grabs an oar, eager to go. Willow looks down at the brownies for help. WILLOW: What would the Fairy Queen say? ROOL: She's not here. TEEMO: (to Rool) Obviously. WILLOW: Without Raziel we'll never find Tir Asleen. (decision) We'd better go. Willow marches to the boat. Calmly accepting their choice, the golden-haired boy dives into the lake and disappears. Willow and the brownies board the boat, and Madmartigan poles them away from the shore. EXT. LAKE - DAY They row across the placid lake toward the island. EXT. ISLAND - DAY They climb onto the rocky shore. Flies buzz and swarm around them, and creepy bugs crawl around their feet. Broken skeletons litter the shore. Handing the baby back and forth, Willow and Madmartigan claw their way up to the large tree. WILLOW: Raziel? Hello? Fin Raziel? Madmartigan greedily reaches up to touch a branch. RAZIEL: Get away! Get away! A little animal scurries down the tree and hisses viciously at Madmartigan, chattering its teeth. RAZIEL: You'll die! You'll die! RAZIEL scampers over to Willow. Her voice screeches like a parrot. She looks like an otter with a bush tail. RAZIEL: Who are you! Who are you! WILLOW: I'm Willow Ufgood. I'm here to find Fin Raziel. She springs right onto Willow's chest. RAZIEL: That's me! Raziel! Raziel! Willow looks down at the browines questioningly. WILLOW: This can't be right. This isn't a sorceress. This is some kind of animal. TEEMO: Queen Bavmorda transformed her. RAZIEL: What do you want! WILLOW: We need your help. To take this baby to Tir Asleen. She's a princess. Still skeptical, Willow shows Raziel the baby's mark. Raziel shoots up onto a branch and frantically flicks her tail. RAZIEL: Elora Danan! Madmartigan snaps a branch off the tree. A flock of birds suddenly screech and fly away. His eyes bulge. MADMARTIGAN: Rool! Teemo! You were right! This whole tree is made of gold!! He strips away the bark, revealing a vein of gold. RAZIEL: Fools! You should never have come to this place! We're all going to die! The wind begins to blow and the sky darkens. Raziel zips over to Willow and whispers intensely. RAZIEL: We've got to get off this island right now. Hurry! The boat! It's our only chance! The wind howls. They hurry down to the boat. WILLOW: Madmartigan! Madmartigan is greedily breaking branches off the tree. MADMARTIGAN: Wait! Gold! Gold! Waves lash at the boat as they jump aboard. Madmartigan loads up with branches. As they push off, he scrambles down the rocks. Just in time he jumps into the boat as the storm swirls out into the frothy lake. EXT. LAKE - DAY Willow clutches the baby as the raging storm pitches the boat. WILLOW: Help, Madmartigan! The oar! Madmartigan hangs onto his gold, but pieces of it drop and topple overboard. MADMARTIGAN: My gold! Suddenly a hand appears on the stern. The water boy climbs in. RAZIEL: Kill him! WILLOW: No! RAZIEL: Kill him! Madmartigan hesitates but then smashes the boy back into the lake. The boy surfaces like a dolphin. His shape begins to change, becoming fish-like, diving and vanishing. Then: he attacks the boat! He is now a ferocious shark-like monster. He chomps the boat and the gold branches slide into the water. Madmartigan bashes the monster with the oar, then grabs an anchor. The monster attacks again and Madmartigan jabs its gill with the anchor. The monster sinks into the lake. They all sigh with relief. Madmartigan shrugs proudly. Suddenly the anchor line unravels, tangling Madmartigan's legs in fishing nets and yanking him overboard. Underwater, Madmartigan swirls behind the monster. He pulls himself along the anchor line and finally cuts himself free with his dagger. He surfaces and madly swims toward the pitching boat. Willow reaches out to him. The monster surfaces and circles the boat. Then it attacks Madmartigan. MADMARTIGAN: No!! Help!! Willow!!! Willow digs out a magic acorn. But he drops it! He fumbles in the leaking boat and finally finds it. The monster opens its jaws and goes to devour Madmartigan. Willow throws the acorn. The monster miraculously turns to stone. Madmartigan grabs the boat and watches in amazement as the monster sinks. Willow hauls him into the boat. EXT. LAKESHORE - DAY The storm begins to die down as they jump to shore, exhausted. Madmartigan wears nothing now but a ragged loincloth. He falls to his knees, coughing and spitting. MADMARTIGAN: Willow...you...you got...magic...! Wait...we could team up...! He pulls himself up and follows Willow. Suddenly they all stop. Sorsha and her men come out of the woods. RAZIEL: Flee! Flee! The brownies scurry into a hole. Raziel makes a dash for it but a soldier skewers her tail with his spear, dangling her in front of Sorsha. SORSHA: Raziel. Did you think my mother would allow you to escape? Sorsha gestures, and the soldier takes Raziel away. The lieutenant wrestles the baby away from Willow. He gives her to Sorsha. SORSHA: This is what we're looking for. It bears the markings. Willow panics. MADMARTIGAN: Don't worry, Willow. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's charming a woman... He swaggers forward. Sorsha turns and looks at him. MADMARTIGAN: So. Couldn't live without me, huh? Sorsha looks up and down at his naked body. SORSHA: Lose your skirt? How embarassing. Madmartigan looks down and adjusts his loincloth. MADMARTIGAN: Still got what counts. A pause as he smiles at her. SORSHA: Not for long. She raises her fist and zap: Madmartigan is instantly surrounded by spears and swords. SORSHA: We'll join the column. Bring them with us. Madmartigan and Willow are roughly taken away. Sorsha and her troops mount horses and ride off. Rool and Teemo crawl up from under a rock. TEEMO: We gotta follow them. ROOL: Us?? We'll never catch them. Anyway, we're all done, Teemo. Let's go home. Rool walks off and Teemo grabs him, yanks him back. TEEMO: Get back here, Rool! ROOL: Ouch! Let go of me! Rool throws a punch, and the brownies somersault into the bushes fighting each other. EXT. ROAD - DAY Sorsha and her men now ride with a caravan of fifty NOCKMAAR TROOPS. Chained by their necks, Willow and Madmartigan walk behind a wagon. Raziel sits trapped in a cage on the back of the wagon. WILLOW: I can't go on... Willow loses strength, falls and is dragged. Madmartigan picks him up and carries him on his shoulders. Sorsha sees this. MADMARTIGAN: Willow, why don't you use your magic to get us out of here? RAZIEL: He's no magician. MADMARTIGAN: He turned that monster into stone! Raziel peers sternly at Willow, who is eye-level with her cage. RAZIEL: Did *you* give that acorn its power? WILLOW: No. RAZIEL: A magician *makes* magic. Any fool can use it. Madmartigan shakes his head at her. MADMARTIGAN: Then you get us out of here. RAZIEL: I will! But I need help! WILLOW: I'll help you...! MADMARTIGAN: I won't. RAZIEL: You must learn magic. WILLOW: That's all I ever wanted! RAZIEL: Then I will teach you. Sorsha rides up from the rear of the caravan, carrying the baby, who is crying. Madmartigan, with Willow still on his shoulders, straightens up and flirts with her. MADMARTIGAN: Nice horse...nice hair...real nice hair...I'd say you've got the most beautiful hair I've ever-- She flashes her eyes at him. SORSHA: Wolff wants to boil you in oil. She nods toward her Lieutenant, who snarls viciously. SORSHA: Don't tempt me. She turns away. The baby squirms and cries. WILLOW: If you rest the baby on your shoulder, she'll stop crying. SORSHA: Shut up. Sorsha rides along. She shifts the baby to her other shoulder, and she instantly stops crying. Sorsha throws a look at Willow. Madmartigan takes a long deep breath. MADMARTIGAN: Mmmm, I love the smell of a woman. SORSHA: (angry threat) My step-father's going to tear you apart. Madmartigan pounds his chest and taunts her: MADMARTIGAN: I'm torn apart already. I mean it! Under all that armor is a beautiful-- CRACK! Sorsha whips her horse and gallops ahead. MADMARTIGAN: Who is that girl, anyway? RAZIEL: Sorsha, Queen Bavmorda's daughter. Madmartigan snaps his finger and discourages himself. MADMARTIGAN: Forget that one, Madmartigan. Raziel leaps against the bars of her cage, chatters her teeth and whispers to Willow. RAZIEL: Willow. To learn magic, first you must make your own philosopher's stone! WILLOW: What do I need for that? RAZIEL: We must start with feathers, dung, and a lock of your hair. Willow pulls a strand of his hair out in front of his eyes and frowns at it. Madmartigan, meanwhile, can't take his eyes off Sorsha. MADMARTIGAN: Now that's a woman...! [In the early script, it takes two days to travel to the snow camp, and the event sequence is quite different from the late script and movie. The events on the first day of the journey were presented in this section; the night scene at the temporary camp and the events of the second day of the journey are presented in the next section.] |