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THE
DEVIL'S SMELLY BROTHER
By
Jonathan Vankin
Adapted from the fairy tale
by the Brothers Grimm
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1.1
Double Panel
In the forest, a man in
a disheveled, well-worn military uniform has obviously been walking for
a long time. He's a good-looking guy under the three-day growth, the mussed
hair and the beat-up uniform. But he's definitely low in spirits. He carris
a knapsack over one shoulder (that'll be mportant later). He meets a little
man, not a dwarf or a midget, just a short, old man with a long beard.
We don't know it yet, but the little man is the Devil.
TITLE:THE
DEVIL'S SMELLY BROTHER
CAPTION
A
soldier was discharged from the service and he had no savings or pension.
So he went walking in the forest where he came across an odd little man. |
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DEVIL
Hello, Friend! Why so glum?
SOLDIER
I have no money and nothing
to eat! |
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1.2
Close on the face of the
little man. He smiles a scary smile. We can see into his eyes and in his
pupils -- hellfire flames. The rest of his eyes are frighteningly bloodshot.
When we see him from this close, he's unmistakably Satanic. He is looking
upward, at the soldier, so our angle on him is looking down somewhat.
CAPTION
The
soldier didn't know that this man was really -- THE DEVIL! |
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DEVIL
Why not come work for me!
I'll see that you're taken care of for the rest of your life! |
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1.3
The two men walk off --
we see them from behind, walking away from us. The Devil puts a paternal
arm on the soldier's back (though he can't reach very high up on his back),
looking up at him as he speaks. |
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DEVIL
All I ask is seven years. Oh,
and during that time you may not wash, shave, comb your hair, cut your
nails or rub your eyes.
SOLDIER
Well, all right. |
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1.4
Double Panel
A wide shot of Hell. This
depiction of hell is not especially unconventional. It's a dark, gloomy
cavelike place with lots of flames. The main thing is, there are dozens
of large kettles, each with a heavy lid and each boiling over a raging
fire. Some ofthe kettles are nearly boiling over with water bubbling from
under the lids. In a couple of kettles, in the background so they're too
prominent, human arms and legs are visible sticking out from under the
lids. The Devil and the soldier stand there at frame right. The Devil is
very matter- of-fact, explaining the working conditions. The soldier seems
unmoved by this spectacle.
CAPTION
The
Devil led the soldier down. |
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DEVIL
Your job is to stoke the fires
underneath my kettles, because that's where I boil the damned souls. Also,
sweep the floor. It can use it. Frankly, this place looks like Hell. |
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SOLDIER |
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No
sweat. |
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1.5
They stand next toone of
the bubbling kettles. The soldier has a long rod in his hand to stoke the
flames. but he listens as the devil, pointing a threatening finger, delivers
a stern warning. |
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DEVIL
Just one thing. Neverlook
inside these kettles! Otherwise... well, use your imagination! |
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1.6
A bit later. The soldier,
who is just starting to let his beard grow and looks in general very filthy
-- is letting curiosity get the better of him. He looks around as if checking
to see if anyone's watching as he cautiously lifts one of the lids.
CAPTION
But
after some time passed... |
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SOLDIER
Just one little peek couldn't
hurt... |
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1.7
Looking down intothekettle
from just above the soldier, who peers down with astonishment. Inside the
kettle, looking up in an expression that's amask of tortured agony, a man
in a military unifirm. We can see sergeant's stripes on the sleeves.
CAPTION
In
the first kettle -- the soldier's old sergeant! |
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SOLDIER
HA! You piece of...! You used
to push me around but look at you now! I'll teach you! |
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2.1
With the lid half off, the
sergeant pokes his head and hand up out of the water -- screaming in incredible
agony. The reason: the soldier, with revenge-driven glee, shovels more
coals onto the fire beneath the pot. The flames lick up around the outside
of the kettle, growing higher as the soldier shovels.
CAPTION
He
shoveled more coals onto the fire. |
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SOLDIER
Now it's MYturn! |
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SOUND
EFFECTS:KRAKL! SHPLT! CCRRRKK! |
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2.2
He's pulling back the lid
in another pot. In this one, a sophisticated looking man -- or at least
he would have been sophisticated if her were still alive -- with a mustache
and a lieutenant's uniform. Of course, he's suffering the tortures of the
damned as well. The soldier is, once again, delighted to see him.
CAPTION
In
the next kettle... |
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SOLDIER
Lieutenant! Why you dirty son
of a...! I'm not suprised to see youhere! |
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2.3
Another scene of the soldier
shoveling more coals on to the flames under the lieutenant. |
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SOLDIER
I'm beginning to enjoythis
job! |
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2.4
Double Panel
Seven years later, The little
old man -- the Devil -- has returned to hell. By this time, the soldier
is a horrifying sight. His hair and beard and nails and long and gnarly.
He is covered with dirt. His eyes are toally bloodshot. He stinks (a we
can see by the smell-lines that emanate from his filthy body). He stands
in the extreme foreground, to the left of the panel. The Devil is a few
yards behind him, to his left (panel right). The hellfires burn around
the endless array of kettles.
CAPTION
The
seven years passed quickly. The soldier never washed or groomed in any
way. Finally, the Devil returned. |
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DEVIL
You've done well these past
seven years! Except for one thing. I'll even forgine that you looked in
the kettles!
SOLDIER
Oh. Uh, I can explain... |
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2.5
Closer on the Devil. |
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DEVIL
(balloon
1)
No need. Because you restoked
the fires, I'm willing to spare your life.
(balloon
2)
Now, would you like your
reward? |
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2.6
With a sour expression on
his dirty, hairy, bleary-eyed face, the soldier trudges back through the
same forest where we first met him. The Devil's voice is the narration,
and we see his little head in the upper left hand corner of the panel,
to show that he's the one talking. The soldier carries a knapsack over
his shoulder.
CAPTION
"You
must go forth exactly as you are, without cleaning yourself up..." |
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SOLDIER
Hmmph! Some reward! |
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2.7
The soldier has spilled
the dirt out of his knapsack. He's amazed. It glitters. Because it's gold.
CAPTION
"When
you look in your knapsack, filled with dirt, you may be surprised to find,
instead..." |
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SOLDIER |
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GOLD!! |
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2.8
The soldier -- horrifying
sight that he is -- comes to an inn in a city. Outside the inn, the innkeeper
recoils from him in revulsion. Not only is he a horrifying sight, but he
stinks.
CAPTION
"Whenever
someone asks you where you're from, you must say..." |
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SOLDIER |
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FROM
HELL!! |
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3.1
Close, head-on shot of the
soldier in all his stinking, scary glory. he defintely has a youch of the
demoniacal about him. But who wouldn't after seven years in hell?
CAPTION
"And
when they ask you who yo are, you say..." |
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SOLDIER
I am the Devil's smelly brother--
and he is my king! |
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3.2
Double Panel
In a hotel room inside the
inn. The soldier sleeps on a realtively luxurious bed. The room is dim.
The knapsack full of god is on the floor. The innkeeper sneaks in, crouching
and reaching, to steal it.
CAPTION 1
But
when the soldier showed the innkeeper his gold, he got a room...
CAPTION 2
...only
to have the innkeeper break in and steal the gold during the night!
3.3
Back in hell, the soldier
sits in a chair, arms folded, disgruntled. The devil snips away at his
long hair with a scissors. The soldier is beginning to look more clean
cut.
CAPTION
The
soldier went back to Hell complaining that his gold was stolen. |
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DEVIL
First, I'll clean you up.
Then you go back and tell that innkeeper to give you back the gold... |
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3.4
Close on the devil's face
as he cuts and cleans. He's got that same Satanic look that we saw in panel
1.2. |
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DEVIL
...or else he'll have to
deal with ME!! |
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3.5
Back at the inn. The soldier
is all cleaned up now, but he definitely has a somewhat psychotic, evil
glare. He stares down the innkeper as the innkeeper hands him back his
knapsack, cowering in fear.
CAPTION
That
worked. |
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INNKEEPER
H -- he -- here is your gold!
Take it! Please!
SOLDIER
You're making the right decision,
believe me! |
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3.6
The soldier looks a lot
better now. He's no longer wearing his uniform. Instead, he wears a clean
pair of overalls. And he plays a flute and dances a little jig. He's out
in a field, but observing him is a king in a royal carriage. The king is
amazed and delighted. Musical notes float through the air, from the flute.
CAPTION 1
A
rich man, the soldier wanderedthe countryside playing a flute -- a skill
he'd learned from the Devil in Hell. |
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KING |
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Marvelous! |
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CAPTION
2
One
day, he came across a king.
3.7 Double Panel
A royal wedding. The soldier,
still in his overalls and holding his flute in one hand, marries a princess
as a crowd of well-heeled onlookers look on. Standing in the front row,
just off to the side, applauding mightily, the king.
CAPTION 1
The
soldier's music entranced the king so completely that he offered his daughter's
hand in marriage. Finally, the Devil's original promise to the soldier
was fulfilled.
CAPTION 2
And
that's how the Devil's smelly brother came to inherit a kingdom of his
own and live happily for the rest of his life. |
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END |
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