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This is a script
from Season three episode number one YET UNAIRED. Please DO NOT copy
this ACT
ONE EXT. PHILLIPS
HOUSE – NIGHT Establishing a
pleasant evening.
LISA (V.O.)
Molly! You look Fabulous!
INT. PHILLIPS’ HOME ENTRY – HOPE SPRINGS, COLORADO – NIGHT Molly has just
opened the front door to greet her old friend Lisa, standing beside her
luggage: MOLLY
Lisa, come in, come in! Oh, it’s so great to see you! It’s
been way
LISA Oh thanks,
he’s finding us an apartment in Eastern Pakistan. Or possibly a tent.
Molly laughs and bends slightly, expecting Annie.
MOLLY
Well where’s that daughter of yours?
I haven’t seen her since— ANNIE THELEN
[thay-lin], 15, bursts in. She’s hip-looking but not trendy/expensive,
high-energy, all smiles—a person who takes over a room just by walking
in. She’s not the little girl Molly was prepared for.
Molly straightens up and Annie gives her a big hug:
ANNIE
Molly! Okay, I totally owe you an apology for the last time I was Here, but I was
just a kid then and I was all into Techno and French rap, but since then
I’ve listened to all your old records and I think it’s so cool
you’ve got a new one coming out, you are my hero—well, you and the
U.S. Women’s soccer team—but next to them, you’re the greatest.
MOLLY I like this
girl.
INT. LIVING ROOM – A SHORT TIME LATER Molly, Jack,
Clu, Carey, Ned, Irene, Lisa and Annie and Fi (sitting near each other)
are having a buffet-style dinner, plates on laps.
Ned enters from the dining room, carrying his plate.
NED
How’s the chicken, everyone?
ANNIE Perfect, Mr.
Bell. The mole [mo-lady]
sauce is the best I’ve had outside Mexico.
NED It’s not too
spice for you?
ANNIE No way.
Ever eaten habanero [ah-baan-err-o] peppers?
NED I love
habaneros. They’re the
hottest in the world! But . . . you eat them?
ANNIE Until I cry.
NED I like this
girl.
CLU Is there any
ketchup?
NED You are no
longer my son.
CAREY Excellent, can I
have his stereo?
IRENE Get in line.
FI (To Lisa) So, how do you
guys pick where to live?
LISA We don’t—the
World Hunger Foundation chooses for us. We’re off to
Pakistan next because they want us to test a new type of
disease-resistant wheat.
MOLLY In college, we
all wanted to save the world—you guys really do it.
FI (To Annie) What was your
favorite place?
ANNIE (Pleasant;
distant) Peru. I don’t
know why, I was really little when we lived there, but Of all the places
. . . it still feels like home— Lisa reacts:
an uncomfortable subject. Molly
notices.
LISA
Sweetheart, we don’t need to bore our friends by talking about
Every single trip we’ve taken—
CLU
Yes, you do! You’ve lives in South America.
Last year we went
. . . to Buffalo.
JACK
I liked Buffalo. Annie, laughing,
stands and aims for the Dining Room.
ANNIE
Mind if I have some more mole, Mr. Bell?
NED
Be my guest, sweetheart.
FI
Think I’ll have some, too. The girls both
head for the dining room. . . INT.
DINING ROOM – CONTINUOUS
FI
I could live on Mexican Food. ANNIE
Me too.
Annie’s distracted by something out the window. ANNIE’S POV: A
LIGHT DANCES JUST OUTSIDE THE GLASS . . . THE ONE WE’VE SEEN BEFORE
EACH APPEARANCE OF THE WILL O’ THE WISP.
ANNIE
Hey, look at that!! Annie points
toward the window.
ANNIE
That’s the biggest firefly I’ve ever seen. Fi frowns and
goes to the window. Annie eagerly exits to the living room.
ANNIE
Mom, come check out this huge bug!
FI
(Quietly, to the light)
What do you want? The wisp
sky-writes (like you ‘d do with a lit sparkler) a reply: the word
“YOU.” Then it zips
away with a GIGGLE. When Annie
finally pulls Lisa to the dining room window.
The light is gone.
ANNIE
Oh, he flew away.
FI
(Knowingly)
He’ll be back. INT. KITCHEN –
LATER THAT EVENING Molly, Irene,
and Lisa are fixing coffee and cake.
MOLLY
So, what happened in Peru?
LISA
What do you mean?
MOLLY When Annie
mentioned it at dinner, you looked like you’d just eaten a hot pepper.
LISA (Reluctant) Annie was so
young, and the jungle is so big. .
. She gave us a scare, that’s all.
MOLLY What kind of
scare --?
LISA (Lightly) You guys know
what it’s like, traveling with kids.
IRENE We might have
some idea, yeah.
Molly’s looking at Lisa curiously . . .
At that moment, Fi and Annie race past, on their way upstairs.
MOLLY
Whoa, where are you two going?
Annie
If we move fast enough, the guys will be stuck with the dishes.
FI
Her idea. I like this girl.
Laughing, Fi and Annie dash upstairs.
LISA Annie’s seen
so many new places because of our work.
But I sometimes wonder if we’re being selfish by dragging her
along.
IRENE I don’t think
anyone drags Annie anywhere. She
seems to go exactly where she wants.
MOLLY. Sounds like her
mom.
LISA She’s really
more like you, actually. Her
whole life is music. She
writes songs. . . dreams them, she says.
Maybe I’m biased, but she’s a fascinating kids.
IRENE Ha she had any
formal training?
LISA No, it just . .
seems to come naturally to her. She
can pick up almost any instrument and play it.
Irene picks up a tray of coffee and cake to carry toward the
living room.
IRENE
What does she charge? We could use someone like that. Irene laughs,
exiting with the tray. Lisa,
smiling, watches her go, then takes a steadying breath, looks at Molly,
and forges a head:
LISA
Funny . . . that’s something I . . . wanted to talk about.
You know, Kevin
and I want to encourage Annie, but where we’re going it’ll be hard
to keep up her schooling, let alone any opportunity to develop her
music, with friends, with real musicians . . .
Molly’s face says she’s not quite sure where Lisa’s going.
LISA
We were wondering; we were hoping . . .
(scrunches her eyes shut; quickly) That maybe if
you had the time and space and energy you’d take Annie under your
wing for the school year.
Lisa finally dares to open her eyes.
Molly’s looking right at her, a warm smile
Growing on her lips.
LISA
She just needs a normal family for a while.
MOLLY
Our family usually has four wheels under us.
LISA
(ironic)
Believe me, she’s comfortable on the road.
Molly moves close to Lisa . . .
Molly
(lovingly) Lisa, way back
when Rick and I were struggling, you were always there for us. When Jack was sick and we had a gig, you were there. When Fi
was born, you were there. Always
you, Lisa. Always there.
LISA
(touched; gracious)
Just . . . give it some thought?
MOLLY
I will.
Lisa exhales, regroups, relieved this is behind her.
LISA
I still can’t believe how much Fi’s grown. How’s she been?
MOLLY
Let’s just say, sometimes she’s a big too much like her
father.
As Molly absentmindedly plays with her thumb-ring— INT. FI’S
BEDROOM – NEXT MORNING
Annie is sitting on Fi’s bed, picking at Fi’s Dad’s guitar. She closes her eyes And hums a tune
to herself as she plays a short section, over and over. Fi enters.
ANNIE
Oh, hi.
(re guitar)
I hope you don’t mind, I—
FI
No, it’s okay, it was my Dad’s.
(beat)
Sounded nice. What is it?
ANNIE
Oh—not sure. I think I’m still writing it.
FI
You think?
ANNIE I don’t always
know right away. Sometimes
I have to wait for the notes to come, maybe from a bird, or the sounds
of cars on a freeway or – (realizing) Okay, I can tell
by your look that you now think I’m hugely weird.
FI Annie, believe
me—you would have to be way weirder to get that look from me. I think
it’s really cool.
Clu peeks into the room.
CLU
Hey Fi.
(suave) Hello, Annie.
I heard you playing. You
sound amazing. I was moved.
ANNIE Thanks. As Fi and Annie
exchange amused smiles, Jack steps into the doorway, bike helmet under
one arm.
JACK
Clu, what’s the hold-up?
CLU
Annie and I were discussing music.
JACK
(to Annie)
Let me guess. He was moved. Annie tries to
hide her smile. Clu frowns
at Jack.
CLU
I was. And I was thinking, since I’m heading back to college in
a
Few days and won’t be around for awhile, maybe I should take This opportunity to help Annie with her song, and Fi could go riding
with you instead.
JACK You’re
bailing on me.
CLU It’s
an artist thing, you wouldn’t understand.
Plus, I have a sore
Knee.
ANNIE Well. .
since Clu is injured, mind if I go riding with you? I love
mountain biking. Clu, maybe
we could talk later--?
JACK (to Annie) You can use
Clu’s bike. I’ll adjust the seat.
Jack grins and heads out. Clu chases after him—
CLU That was very cold, man.
JACK
It’s an exercise thing. You wouldn’t understand.
FI
(re: the guys)
Welcome to my life.
ANNIE
You want to come riding with us? – Fi is about to
reply when she notices, at her window: THE WISP LIGHT –dancing just
outside.
FI
No. I had plans to see someone.
ANNIE
Okay. See you
later— Annie
starts out, her back to the room. Suddenly, the wisp-light zips through
the window straight for Annie, before Fi can warn her.
But the light BOUNCES off Annie’s head, RICOCHETS around the
room, then slams into FI’s open laptop, where it remains, GLOWING from
the screen.
FI
Annie!
ANNIE
Yeah? Fi walks up to
her, looking her in the eyes.
ANNIE What? Is there something on my face?
FI
(amazed)
You’re okay. You’re
. . you.
ANNIE
Is something wrong?
FI
Um, no, I just—you can use my bike helmet. It’s in the
garage.
ANNIE
Thanks. Annie exits.
Fi hurries over to her computer.
The screen glows with the Wisp light.
The light speaks, PULSATING as it talks to her (with a computer
– generated brogue):
WISP
You’ve got a wee bit of mail.
FI Okay, why are
you here, what just happened, and why didn’t you take over Annie’s
body?
WISP She’s
protected, off limits, forbidden. I hate when that happens . . . people
like her should come with warning labels.
FI What do you
mean, people like her?
WISP (ignoring her) Ah, cyberspace.
Good to be back. Reminds me of the spirit world—no walls,
instant access to millions of souls . . . although your modems a wee bit
slow. Perhaps I’ll get a
website, you know, as a vacation home.
FI Get out my
computer.
WISP Come now, is
that how you greet an old friend?
FI Friend? Last
time we talked, you left me and my Mom in a burning warehouse.
WISP Don’t be a
baby. You got out fine.
FI I have power
over you. If I speak your
one true name, you have to go away
WISP Well then, save
your family’s lives without my help.
Goodbye, Little Duck . .
The lights starts to fade out
. . .
FI
Wait! Okay, okay.
What?
WISP Terrible danger.
Time is short, only you can save them.
Do you still have the book of Celtic magic?
FI From my Aunt’s
theater company? Yeah.
WISP Excellent!
FI But I’m not
reading it
WISP I’m
. . . hurt. You don’t trust me.
FI Gee, I wonder
why, given that history has shown you to be a big fat liar.
WISP I am not fat. FI I’m not
reading any magic spells until you tell me what is going on?
WISP Fiona Phillips,
you have a gift. Aye, and you’ve used it to see wonderful things. But
there are spirits on this side who are angry with your intrusions into
their world.
FI That’s what my
father told me . . .
WISP When you open a
door, it doesn’t just means you can go in—it also means things can
get out. (no nonsense) Get the book,
Fi. He’s right. Fi
opens her closet and pulls the magic book with the dragon on the cover.
(from “Strangeling”) down from a high shelf.
WISP
Now, open to the sixth chapter, fifth page, first incantation,
and
Read. Do you see? Fi opens the
book. She has a thought:
FI
No. There’s something else going on. Like, why this spell?
Why not this one, or this one, or this one? She points to
other lines in the book. On
the third one, the wisp HISSES angrily.
WISP
This is not a game!
FI Don’t like
this one, huh? Why not? Is
this the one that sends you away forever? Am I right?
The Wisp just HISSES again.
FI
You know what? Let’s give this one a try.
(reads)
“Spirits fly, tear down the wall
. . .
all are lost, for changed are all.”
WISP
No, you foolish girl!
FI
Consider this payback.
WISP
No, no . . . ! His LIGHT FADES
from the screen, returning to computer to normal. Fi smiles at the
screen, smug.
FI
Am I good, or what? Fi closes the
laptop. She then closes the
magic book and starts back to her desk with it. Clu enters.
CLU
Fi! Huge favor. If I
use your bike, I can catch Jack and Annie.
FI
(smiles)
What about your sore knee?
CLU
Sometimes you gotta play hurt. He notices Fi
reaching up to put the book back in her closet Clu takes it from her.
CLU Here, let me.
Hey—is this that book from your Aunt’s theater? From the play
with the witches and stuff?
FI Macbeth.
CLU Woah, bad luck.
FI What?
CLU The name of the
play. Remember? It’s bad
luck to say it out loud.
(Smiles) I think we’ll
be okay.
Suddenly, the book begins to GLOW in Clu’s hands.
CLU
Uh, or not—
The GLOW starts to move up Clu’s arms.
FI
Oh, no. Clu, drop the book!
Clu
I can’t! What’s happening?
Oh, man, this feels seriously weird— Suddenly, there
is a BLINDING FLASH of light. Clu
and the book DISAPPEAR, leaving behind a
floating BALL OF LIGHT. The ball hovers
in front of Fi. She’s
petrified. Suddenly, the
light HURTLES OUT of her window and SPOTS INTO MANY TINY LIGHTS, which
SCATTER in every direction. Off
Fi—
END OF ACT ONE |
