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<pre><code>(Draft 1 - script for children' animation) Three Mice and a Pizza THE HAWK - EXT. DALY STREET OUTSIDE - MORNING Bright rays of morning sunlight light the sky over Daly Street. Beautiful old trees and old houses are seen below. A large hawk is majestically soaring in circles in the warm air above. As the view of the hawk nears we see his cold intensity and power as he scans the ground far below for prey. Far below are three tiny dot like mice: Snidely (taller skinny bossy mouse), Orville (grossly overweight mouse) and Tickle (tiny fur ball white mouse). The three mice are attempting to push an old hamburger container towards the house. A few scraps of food are inside the container which is labeled "Happy Burger". They are near an old Elizabethan style house with a large unique appearing oak tree and swing in the back yard. The hawk dives rapidly towards his prey. SNIDELY (With purpose -in a gruff voice) Common guys! Just a few more seconds and we'll be inside! Then it will be time to feast! ORVILLE (Raspy voice) I can hardly wait to eat! TICKLE (Squeaky) We musta lugged this thing a whole block! Suddenly the small shadow of a hawk passes over Snidely and he glances up with a start as the piercing shriek of the hawk rings out. Snidely's eyes widen in fear. SNIDELY (Panicked) Run for your lives guys! It's our worst nightmare! Snidely and Tickle race towards a large crack in the nearby house foundation. Orville frantically tries to push the hamburger container towards the house. Snidely and Tickle reach the opening on the side of the house and turn back to shout encouragement to Orville SNIDELY AND TICKLE (Shouting) Run, Orville, Run! ORVILLE (Still pushing the hamburger container as fast as he can) Just a few more seconds and we can have lunch!! The shriek of the hawk rings out. SNIDELY (Screaming) Just a few more seconds and you will be lunch!! ORVILLE (Still pushing the container) Just a few more seconds... SNIDELY (Alarmed) No Orville! Run! The shriek of the hawk rings out nearby. TICKLE (Screaming while backing inside the hole) Orville! SNIDELY (Also screaming while backing inside the hole) Orville! The shriek of the hawk rings out. From the viewpoint inside the hole Orville is seen only a few inches away on the outside. Suddenly massive talons close shut on Orville and he is gone. SNIDELY (CONT'D) (Screaming in despair) Orville! Oh no Orville! CUT TO: (CONT'D) WHAT'S FOR LUNCH? - INT. JANSEN HOME MOUSE HOLE - KITCHEN - MORNING Snidely awakens from his dream in a start and sits up on his bed (a pincushion). SNIDELY (Still half asleep - frantically shouting) Orville! Orville! Orville is startled awake by Snidely's shouting and rolls off his matchbox bed landing roughly on the mouse hole floor. They are inside their mouse hole in the corner of the Jansen kitchen. ORVILLE (Groggy) Snidely! What's going on?!! SNIDELY (More awake) Orville! You are all right! Where is Tickle?! TICKLE (Groggily poking his head out of the steel thimble he has been sleeping in.) Over here Snidely. SNIDELY (Relieved) I guess I was just having a nightmare... Rays of morning sunshine begin to beam through the mouse hole. SNIDELY (CONT'D) (More focused and bossy) All right! Everybody up! It's Thursday morning now and we got a lot to think about. TICKLE (In wonder) We do??! ORVILLE (Skeptical and Confused) Are you sure?? SNIDELY Darn right...I'm thinking about food, and how we are going to get it. ORVILLE (Eyes glazing over lovingly) Fooood! TICKLE (In ancipation) Are we gonna raid the garbage can again?? SNIDELY Not even close, Tickle. You gotta think big. And I'm thinking big. TICKLE (Eyes widen) Big? But you're only 4 inches tall!? SNIDELY (Paces back and forth acting out the characters in his story) Never mind! Every second Thursday afternoon at precisely 4:00 PM Davey comes home from his Boy Scouts meeting. He always carries a box half full of left over pizza with him. Every time he does the same thing. He heats up the box in the microwave. He eats one piece only. Then he shouts "Mom, I'm home, I'm going upstairs to play video games". Then he throws the warm pizza box on the kitchen floor and leaves. The three mice peer out of the opening of their hole in the corner of the kitchen. TICKLE (Sudden comprehension) Ohhh! So that's when we raid the garbage can! SNIDELY (Exasperated ) No Tickle... That's when we go for the pizza! ORVILLE (Dreamily) Pizza!!...Cheese..Pepporoni...Mush oom...Anchovies..... TICKLE But... ORVILLE (cont'd) Bacon ...Tomato Sauce..Dough Ball TICKLE (Worried. Pointing out the mouse hole into the kitchen) But Snidely, You said Davey always throws the pizza box way over there! HE LOOKS TOWARD THE DISTANT AREA OF DISTANT KITCHEN FLOOR WHERE PIZZA WILL BE. SNIDELY LOOKS TOWARD THE SAME SPOT Yah. So?! TICKLE HE LOOKS A LITTLE TO THE SIDE WHERE WELLINGTON SLEEPS (FAT ORANGE TABBY CAT) It's so very far away!! And what about Wellington? Wellington the cat is snoring soundly in his cat basket on the distant kitchen floor. He is overweight. His cat basket is labeled with gold adhesive letters spelling his name. (CONT'D) SNIDELY (Dismissive O.S.) Wellington?!! Oh don't worry about him. He couldn't catch a mouse if his life depended on it. Unless you run right into his mouth and shout "swallow" you'll be fine. Wellington gulps in his sleep smiling. TICKLE (Worried) I sure hope you're right! ORVILLE (cont'd dreamily) ...Double cheese, crunchy crust, green peppers, oregano SNIDELY Just look at that lazy cat sleep. I wonder what he is dreaming about? WELLINGTON'S DREAM - INT. BUCKINGHAM PALACE PARLOUR - MORNING Wellington, his hair coiffed and fluffy, is lying on his back comfortably perched on Queen Elizabeth's lap. The queen is obviously smitten by the animal and speaks as she gently feeds him "Royal Cat Treats" from a crystal jar. QUEEN ELIZABETH Philip, where on earth did we find such a marvelous creature as this?? WELLINGTON (Chuckles self indulgently) Oh Madame, you are too kind... QUEEN ELIZABETH (Feeds Wellington another cat treat.) Philip, ring the footmen and tell them we will sell all of those wretched Corgies at once. We need to spend all of our time with this delightful fellow. She loving pets Wellington and he purrs self indulgently. PRINCE PHILLIP (Voice O.S.) Right away dear... BELL TINKLING. (REPEATS AND REPEATS) CUT TO: WELLINGTON AWAKENS -INT. JANSEN HOME KITCHEN - MORNING Wellington, still lying half asleep in his cat basket opens one eye. a gentle summer breeze, blowing through the cat door is ringing the little gold cat bell around his neck. the bell appears to be shiny and new WELLINGTON (YAWNS) That confounded bell...how i detest that wretched contraption. Wellington gets up slowly and stretches with his bottom up and forearms forward. He walks through the cat door to the back yard patio. KAT Z - ARRIVES - EXT. JANSEN HOME SIDE ALLEY WAY - MORNING Wellington walks out into the sun lit backyard of the Jansen house. The garden is beautiful and butterflies and hummingbirds feed amongst the flowers near the oak tree and swing. WELLINGTON (Takes in a deep breath and pompously rhapsodizes) Ah...The idyllic majesty of nature's creations. The sound of a metal trash can cover falling to the ground gets Wellington's attention. He peers into the shadowy alley way beside the Jansen house. He sees a long row of steel garbage cans against the side of the house. SFX: INTRO BARS OF HIP HOP TUNE WITH BASE AND DRUM BEGIN. Suddenly Kat-z jumps up on the lid of the far garbage can. A beam of sunlight catches the gold of his bling chain collar and the reflection flashes the jazzy gold "K" tag on the bottom. His cool shaved hair-do epitomizes hip hop cool. He suddenly leaps to the next garbage can lid as the three sexy Kit-Z Kitties jump up to the garbage lid behind him. As they gradually jump forward along the garbage can lids they sing their hip hop tune: ******Lyric**********: KAT-Z WHAT'S MY NAME! KIT-Z KITTIES KAT-Z!!! KAT-Z WHAT'S MY NAME! KIT-Z KITTIES KAT-Z!! KAT-Z WELL THE KITTIES IN THE HOOD STARTED FEELING PRETTY GOOD WHEN THE K-CAT COMES THEIR WAY. WELL IT AIN'T CAT NIP GONNA LIVEN UP THEIR TRIP SO THE TOM CATS TRIED TO PLAY. SO A BIG OLD KITTY SINGS A DOG DO DITTY BOUT CAT HOUSE IN LA. BUT THE K AIN'T GROOVING AND HE JUST KEEPS MOVING. AND THEN HE TURNS BACK TO SAY... Kat-z's sharp shiny claws spring out as he sweeps his right forearm down in hip hop style to emphasize his lyric. KAT- (With harmony from Kit-Z Kitties) SCRATCH ONE!!!! KAT-Z WELL THE MICE START SCATTERING AND BIRDS START CHATTERING WHEN KAT-Z COMES TO TOWN. BUT TWO YOUNG PUPS TRIED TO MIX IT UP, AND TAKE THE K CAT DOWN. WELL THE FUR WAS FLYING AND THE DOGS WERE CRYING WHEN THE K CLAWS START TO DANCE. SO LONG PUPS, CAUSE YOUR TIME IS UP AND YOU'LL NEVER GET ANOTHER CHANCE... Kat-z's sharp shiny claws spring out again as he sweeps his right then left forearms down in hip hop style to emphasize his lyric. KAT-Z (CONT'D) (With harmony from Kit-Z Kitties) SCRATCH ONE!! SCRATCH TWO!! KAT-Z (CONT'D) (Singing alone as he catapults off the last garbage can lid to land near Wellington) SCRATCH ONE!! SCRATCH TWO!! SCRATCH THREE!! KIT-Z KITTIES KAT-Z!!! ********END LYRIC***************