FREEDOM FINALLY

FREEDOM FINALLY

A Screenplay by casablancavic
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Mozart wants to escape his jail cell and head out to the world...he will do whatever it takes to get there.

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FREEDOM FINALLY

                              FADE IN:

               INT – HAMSTER CAGE – DAY

               MOZART – a hamster with a purple Mohawk runs on his wheel.

               The wheel spins at a dangerous speed. Mozart keeps running;
               breathing heavy and coughing.

               SPOT - a sinister looking Siamese feline peeks up from the
               floor as she throws a ball of yarn across the room.

               INT – LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

               Plenty of plants adorn the room.

     SPOT:
                              This toy’s boring; it sucks. I
                              wish I had a wheel.

     MOZART:
                              At least you’re not in a jail.
                              Be thankful.

     SPOT:
                              Yeah…whatever… you have a cool
                              name too.

               Mozart stops running, heads to the cage door; grabbing the
               bars in a panic.

     MOZART:

               I wish I were out of here – able to run…to be free. I
               wanna go to Disneyland …go to Europe, maybe Paris.

     SPOT:
                              That sounds like a devious plan…

               Spot walks around the table where the cage sits.

     SPOT:
                              …I like the idea.

     MOZART:
                              You want my wheel…let’s make a
                              trade. You break me out…I give
                              you my wheel.

     SPOT:
                              OK.

               Spot bounces upon the table, yanks at the cage door.

     SPOT:
                              It’s locked. I can’t budge it.

     MOZART:
                              Come on…give some effort…hurry
                              up…before anybody catches us.

               Spot reaches for a spoon, jams it between the cage door and
               the catch. Spot forces all her strength to pop the door.

               Finally after lots of effort; the door springs open.

               Mozart runs out of the cage in a burst of happiness.

     MOZART:
                              Sweeeeet...

               Mozart high-fives Spot; does a jig.

               A DOORKNOB begins to open. The sound of LAUGHTER is heard
               nearby.

               Spot freezes, spins around in fear.

     SPOT:
                              Somebody’s here.

     MOZART:
                              Hurry up. Grab the wheel…grab
                              the wheel and split.

               Spot grabs the hamster wheel, but in a rush – pulls down
               the cage as he bounds off the table.

               The cage crashes to the ground. Mozart and Spot look at each
               other.

     SPOT:
                              Oops!

     MOZART:
                              What are we gonna do?

               Spot shrugs his head.

     MOZART:
                              Just great…

     SPOT:
                              I got an idea…

               Suddenly the front door swings open.

               KATHERINE – 30, red haired woman walks through the door.
               Stops in mid-step, drops her mug as coffee spills across
               the floor.

                               CUT TO:

               MOZART’S POV

               Katherine’s eyes widen in surprise.

                              BACK TO:

               INT – LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

               They scurry across the floor.

     SPOT:
                              Run!!!!!

     MOZART:
                              I am…but I’m tired…I’ve
                              been running all day.

     SPOT:
                              Look. She left the door open!

               They run towards the door, but Katherine’s swift moves
               quickly block the door and slam it shut.

     MOZART:
                              We are so in trouble. Thanks Spot.

     SPOT:
                              It was your idea.

               Mozart runs under a couch. Spot follows.

               Katherine chases Spot – grabs her tail and slides her
               across the carpet.

     SPOT:
                              Oh no…

     MOZART:
                              I’ll save you.

               Spot keeps clawing the carpet, ripping it to shreds with her
               paws.

               Mozart runs across the room, jumps onto a shelf, knocks over
               a row of books as they scatter across the ground.

               Katherine spins around in a daze.

               Mozart jumps onto the telephone, hits speaker, begins
               dialing a long distance number.

               Katherine reaches for the phone as Mozart runs away with it
               in his mouth.

               Spot breaks free. She bounces onto the piano, running across
               the keys – making a very irritating song.

               Katherine is going crazy as the two animals create havoc.

     MOZART:
                              It’s working. She’s going
                              nuts.

     SPOT:
                              Yeah – it’s so funny.

               Katherine rushes to save the fishbowl as Spot knocks it off
               the shelf with her tail.

               The fishbowl crashes to the floor.

               The GOLDFISH begins flapping around.

     GOLDFISH:
                              I’m gonna diiiiiiieeeeee……

               Spot rushes to the window, pushes the flowerpot aside and
               undoes the latch. The window slides up.

     MOZART:
                              What about him?

     SPOT:
                              What about him? It’s either him
                              or us…

               Mozart freezes, not knowing what to do…looking at the open
               window and at Goldfish – flapping about.

               Mozart quickly snaps up Goldfish by his tail, races to the
               kitchen.

               INT – KITCHEN – CONTINUOUS

               Stacks of dishes are piled on the counter. A maze of
               ceramic, plastic and glass.

               Mozart weaves through two weeks of dishes, looking over his
               shoulder.

               Mozart jumps to the kitchen sink as Katherine chases after
               him.

               Mozart throws Goldfish into the water – looks to Katherine
               - closing in on him.

               She takes a chef’s knife, swings it at Mozart’s tail –
               missing.

     MOZART:
                              That was close.

                               CUT TO:

               SPOT waiting impatiently at the open window.

     SPOT:
                              Anytime you wanna leave…I’m
                              waiting.

                              BACK TO:

               INT – KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

               Mozart skids across the counter; heads to the stove…twists
               the knobs of the burner and drags a towel across the grills.

               Flames shoot up from the stove burners, engulfing the towel
               as Mozart pours cooking oil across the kitchen.

               The kitchen becomes embroiled in fire.

               Katherine grabs a pot, fills it with water from the sink;
               tosses it to the flames.

               Mozart jumps off the table, heads to the living room.

               Spot waits at the window.

     SPOT:
                              It’s now or never buddy.

     MOZART:
                              Let’s do it.

               Mozart climbs up the table; stops at the window. He takes a
               deep breath, looks around.

     MOZART:
                              FREEDOM – FINALLY!!!

                             FADE OUT.

© 2008 casablancavic


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This is a cute little screenplay, I'm guessing this was made for children. I could actually picture the whole script in my mind while reading it(and laughing at poor Kathrine the whole time).

Posted 15 Years Ago


this could be either - depending on how it is directed

Posted 15 Years Ago


rather short. is this the beginnings of a movie or just a very very short film?

Posted 15 Years Ago


I liked this. I dont know if it is meant to be whole as it is, or the beggining of an epic adventure, but either way, what you have so far is pretty good.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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