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ODDKINS Written by Craig Titley Based on the book by Dean R. Koontz 1/5/15 FADE UP ON: AN ENGRAVED SIGN “LEBEN TOYS. Est. 1970. Isaac Bodkins, Toymaker.” The sign is attached to an IRON GATE that surrounds the property. We “Citizen Kane” DISSOLVE through the gate -- EXT. LEBEN TOYS - NIGHT -- and follow the winding tree-lined drive over an arching stone bridge to an old, secluded TUDOR STYLE BUILDING. Cozy, warm -- more home then toy company. It is completely dark inside except for a single LIGHT shining through one window -- INT. TOY WORKSHOP - NIGHT CLOSE ON the OLD WORN HANDS of a skilled craftsman. Calloused, but gentle. A little slow but still dexterous. -- The hands maneuver scissors through a piece of BROWN FABRIC, cutting it into a nearly perfect symmetrical shape. -- The forefinger and thumb grip a SEWING NEEDLE and stitch pieces of the fabric together. The THREAD seems to GLOW... a BLUISH GLOW... or is it just the light hitting it? -- the old hand reaches into a FLUFFY WHITE CLOUD OF GLISTENING STUFFING, pulls a clump free like it’s cotton candy and stuffs it into the belly of a STUFFED ANIMAL (we get only fleeting glimpses of what it will be). -- The needle stitches the belly closed and the thread seems to magically disappear. -- A drop of glue fastens a TWINKLING BLUE eye to the face. -- The final touch: a TINY BLUE SWEATER is pulled over the stuffed animal’s body. There’s a DESIGN on the front of the sweater, incorporating the ALPHA and OMEGA symbols. PULL BACK TO REVEAL a brand new, hand-crafted TEDDY BEAR in the hands of -- ISAAC BODKINS, the Toymaker. Eccentric, grandfatherly. His hair is unkempt and white. He examines his newest creation through THICK TORTOISE SHELL GLASSES. His eyes are wise, but tired. ISAAC Not such a bad piece of work from an old pair of hands. 2. He stands the bear on his SOLID OAK WORKBENCH, studies it like he’s trying to decipher a complex piece of art. ISAAC You’re going to be a special bear, so you deserve a very special name. Isaac ponders what that name could be. He leans down, almost face-to-face with the stuffed bear. ISAAC I shall call you... Amos. Isaac doesn’t say the name so much as breathe it into the bear. Then something miraculous happens. The bear blinks! He opens his mouth and takes a deep breath like a newborn infant. He looks up at Isaac, smiles. AMOS Aaaa...mos. ISAAC Hello, Amos. I’m your Uncle Isaac. And these -- Isaac turns and motions to REVEAL a gathering of ODDKINS -- stuffed animals of various types, all hand-made by Isaac and all of them very much alive: Dogs, Cats, Bears, Frogs, Squirrels, Penguins, Lions, Turtles, Giraffes... ISAAC -- are the Oddkins. The Oddkins hop onto the workbench to greet Amos and welcome him to the family. Among them: BUTTERSCOTCH, the Golden Retriever; BURL, the elephant -- wearing pants, suspenders and a vest; PATCH, a black cat with green eyes dressed like a ninja; and SKIPPY the Rabbit -- bit of attitude, wearing baggy pants and a hoodie. CUT TO: INT. LEBEN TOYS - ODDKINS’ BEDROOM - NIGHT Slanted ceiling. Dozens of beds of various shapes and sizes. The Oddkins climb into them (each Oddkin has his/her own unique headboard sign) while Butterscotch makes the rounds, pulling the covers over some of the smaller Oddkins. Uncle Isaac, stooped over so he doesn’t hit the low ceiling, hangs an “AMOS” sign on the headboard of Amos’s new bed. 3. ISAAC This is where you will sleep. Here with all your brothers and sisters. AMOS It’s the best bed I’ve ever had. SKIPPY It’s the only bed you’ve ever had! Amos climbs up onto the bed, gets under the covers. ISAAC Sleep tight, Amos. Good night, everyone. I love you all. ODDKINS Good night, Uncle Isaac. Isaac turns out the lights, closes the door behind him. The Oddkins start saying “Goodnights” to each other. All at once. Skippy wraps his ears wrap around his head, annoyed. SKIPPY Every. Single. Night. For once, can we just go to sleep!? As if on cue, they all say -- ODDKINS Goodnight, Skippy! Skippy pulls the covers over this head. And then -- ODDKINS Goodnight, Amos. Amos smiles, content, then closes his eyes and goes to sleep. INT. LEBEN TOYS - STUDY - NIGHT A study/library in the conical turret room. Lit by a FIRE in a FIREPLACE. The walls are filled with shelves of leather- bound BOOKS. Some wise, old Oddkin-sized creature (GIBBONS) is sitting in one of the PLUSH LEATHER CHAIRS, reading. His appearance is concealed in shadows. Isaac enters. ISAAC You’re still up? GIBBONS Did you tell them? 4. ISAAC In time, my friend. GIBBONS Time is something we may be running out of. Isaac sits in a chair next to Gibbons. ISAAC Time. Where does it all go? Seems like only yesterday that I stitched together my very first Oddkin. GIBBONS I remember it well. But all things must come to an end, and I’d rather it end without a fight this time. ISAAC You worry too much. GIBBONS And you worry too little. ISAAC That’s why we make a good team. Gibbons CHUCKLES. We catch a brief glimpse of what appears to be a CLAWED HAND as he grabs a WALKING STICK. GIBBONS Perhaps you’re right. He stirs the logs in the fireplace. A SINGLE EMBER flies out like a firefly. It dances in the air then falls through a VENT in the floor. GIBBONS Perhaps. We follow the ember -- DOWN, DOWN, DOWN through the venting shafts until it finally reaches -- INT. SECRET SUBCELLAR - NIGHT A COBWEB filled deep, dark cellar cloaked in gloom and dust. The tiny EMBER provides the only light as it lands on a BLACK CRATE locked with CHAINS and covered with COBWEBS. The words “CHARON TOYS” are stenciled on top. 5. The CRATE shakes briefly of its own accord. Like something is alive inside... and trying to get out. The ember fades away and everything is covered in DARKNESS once again. INT. LEBEN TOYS - MORNING Butterscotch leads Amos through the estate, passing first through the large FACTORY ROOM where Rube-Goldbergian MACHINES -- more fantastical and Steampunkish then industrial -- create SPOOLS OF THREAD... BUTTON EYES... STUFFING... Oddkins of all kinds -- like elves in Santa’s workshop -- operate the machines and sort the output. They make the work look fun: swinging on ropes... running on spools of thread... stage diving into stuffing... BUTTERSCOTCH Uncle Isaac made all these machines by hand... just like he makes all of us by hand. We take turns helping out until our special day. AMOS What day is that? INT. LEBEN TOYS “HALL OF ODDKINS” - DAY Butterscotch and Amos are now in a long hallway lined with PICTURES of smiling, happy CHILDREN holding their ODDKINS. BUTTERSCOTCH One day, you’ll be put on display in a toy store and sold as a gift for a very special child who’ll desperately need a friend. Amos studies the photos. They seems to come alive -- both the child and the Oddkin. BUTTERSCOTCH A little boy or girl who has to face enormous problems... or live through a terrible sorrow. Perhaps a child whose parents mistreat them... or one who will fall ill and need tremendous courage. Butterscotch stands beside Amos, admiring the photos. BUTTERSCOTCH Your job is to be there to offer comfort and love... 6. Amos stares at a photo of a LITTLE GIRL with a small TEDDY BEAR. She holds a toy stethoscope to his chest. BUTTERSCOTCH ... because with your help this special child can overcome her challenges and perhaps one day become a doctor who saves lives... The little girl in the photo MORPHS into an adult -- a reassuring doctor listening to the heartbeat of a real boy. BUTTERSCOTCH ... or a diplomat who negotiates peace, or a teacher... As Amos looks around, all the photos now depict kind, generous adults helping to make the world a better place. AMOS That’s a big responsibility. BUTTERSCOTCH That’s the reason we’re here. It’s why we were made. INT. LEBEN TOYS - COMMON AREA - DAY A large, bright room where the Oddkins come to relax and play. Some are sitting in chairs reading books. Others are more mischievous. SCAMP THE MONKEY sneaks up behind a group of MONKEYS and ties their tails together. Amos watches with a big smile as Butterscotch leads him through the room. BUTTERSCOTCH As an Oddkin, you must conceal yourself from everyone except your own special child. When you’re alone with them you can be yourself, but for the rest of the world you must pretend to be an ordinary stuffed animal. AMOS Like this? Amos freezes on the spot until -- BURL Coming through! No brakes! -- Burl rockets through the room, out of control on a life- size SKATEBOARD. Amos unfreezes and watches as: 7. The Monkeys try to flee but don’t make it far because of their tied tails. PATCH THE NINJA CAT swings down out of nowhere, grabs them and drop them safely out of the way -- Amos watches, impressed, then sees Burl just about to run him over... when Patch leaps through the air and pushes Amos out of the way in the nick of time. Amos looks at him in awe. PATCH You’re welcome. CRASH! Burl runs into a wall and falls on his butt. BUTTERSCOTCH Burl, you’re a regular menace sometimes. What were you thinking? BURL To quote the great Rupert Toon: (reciting, melodramatic) “When your footsies have been overused,/Walked on, run on, and totally abused,/When you’re sore from toesies to heels,/Better trade in your shoes for wheels.” PATCH Toon is a lousy poet.