The Wonderful Wizard of Oz a Six-Part Audio Drama by Aron Toman a Crossover
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The Chronicles of Oz: The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz __________________________ A six-part audio drama by Aron Toman A Crossover Adventures Production www.crossovers.org EPISODE ONE 1 EXT. KANSAS - DAY DOROTHY, late teens, sets the scene with the first of what will be many, many voice overs... DOROTHY (V.O.) Sometimes your whole world can change in the space of a minute. A second. A moment. Just when you think you’ve got the hang of it, just when you think you’ve worked out how everything is supposed to work, something happens. You meet someone. You make an enemy. You find something new. And suddenly you realise everything you thought was right is wrong. Everything you thought you knew blown away on a gust of wind. And nothing would ever be the same again. That’s how it was with me. The first time I found myself in Oz. Fade up on a farmyard. A wind blows in the distance - quiet but ominous. DOROTHY (V.O.) I’m Dorothy, by the way. Dorothy Louise Gale, your standard-issue farm girl from Butterfield, Kansas. Back then, it was my entire world. Kansas, I mean. Every day I’d get up, collect the eggs, help Aunt Em with breakfast, go to school, come home straight after, help Uncle Henry with the horses, milk the cows, and then back in for dinner and bed. And then we did it all again. That was it, that was my life. Won't pretend it wasn't hard, cause it was. Other kids might be off playing, or chatting, or doing whatever. But my family needed me. I'm all they had. Toto barks, trying to get attention. 2. AUNT EM (from afar, not voice over) Dorothy! Dorothy, will you get in here now please! DOROTHY (V.O.) (continuing regardless) See what I mean? AUNT EM (from afar) Dorothy, get that wretched mutt out of my vegetables or there’ll be hell to pay! Toto barks again - he's having too much fun. DOROTHY (V.O.) (laughing) And Toto, yes, can’t forget Toto. My only friend in Butterfield. The only thing stopping me going as grey as the rest of Kansas, so they tell me. He’s a bit cheeky, sure, but he’s brave, he’s a good heart, and he’s smarter than you’d - (think) AUNT EM (from afar) Dorothy, now! DOROTHY (breaking out of the voice over) Oh all right, Aunt Em, I’m coming! Toto, stop that! Stop it! Toto keeps barking happily as Dorothy chases after him. 2 INT. FARM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS Dorothy brings into the house where Aunt Em is washing dishes. AUNT EM Dorothy, if you can’t keep that dog from digging up my cabbages, I’m putting him in the stew, you hear me? DOROTHY He’s just bored that’s all. 3. AUNT EM He won't be bored on the stove. Get over here and dry these dishes please. DOROTHY Sure. She joins her at the sink, cleaning dishes. AUNT EM That Hugson boy called earlier. DOROTHY Who? AUNT EM Don't pretend you don't know him. Whatsisname. Sam. Simon. DOROTHY (correcting her) Zeb. AUNT EM Knew you know him. He was asking about you. DOROTHY No he wasn't. AUNT EM If you say so. DOROTHY He's coming over to talk about the farm with Uncle Henry. Probably. Last time he came by - AUNT EM Day before yesterday. DOROTHY - day before yesterday, he was saying something about trading a horse. AUNT EM Same excuse he gave the time before, and the time before that. Let's face facts, Dorothy - he's not coming over here to trade horses. 4. DOROTHY What else would he want? AUNT EM I'd hate to imagine, Dorothy, you'll make me blush. DOROTHY What? Aunt Em, you're insane. AUNT EM It wouldn't hurt you to be nicer to him, you know. DOROTHY Insane. Nutso. Batshit crazy. AUNT EM You should have more friends. Friends your own age and human. Toto can only get you so far. DOROTHY I'm nearly done with the dishes, Em. AUNT EM I'm glad you're helping us out so much help around here, but you need to have your own life too - A car pulls up outside. Dorothy seizes on the distraction. DOROTHY Hear that? Sounds like Uncle Henry's back. AUNT EM That ain't good. DOROTHY Why? AUNT EM Takes longer than that if you're getting a bank loan. The door opens and Uncle Henry storms in. He slams the door. UNCLE HENRY Bankers! 5. AUNT EM Don’t use that sort of language in my house, Mister Gale. UNCLE HENRY I said 'bankers', Em. AUNT EM I know what you said. DOROTHY It didn’t go well? UNCLE HENRY Refinance not possible. Global Financial Crisis, high interest rates, blah, blah, blah, loads of mumbo jumbo just to piss me off I’m sure. DOROTHY So they’re not going to help us? UNCLE HENRY They gave us another three months, and I had to practically beg them for that. If we can’t dig up the cash for them by then... DOROTHY Hello auctioneers! Please come along and sell our home and our livelihood to people who can actually afford it. AUNT EM (scolding) Dorothy. (to Henry) Henry, you sit yourself down and I’ll make some tea. UNCLE HENRY Thanks, Em. AUNT EM We’ll get through this, we always do. UNCLE HENRY Can’t quite see how. Not unless some miracle makes it rain and breaks this drought. 6. DOROTHY Maybe we’ll get one? UNCLE HENRY What? DOROTHY A miracle. I can see clouds coming in out there. Maybe we’ll get some rain? Henry gets up and moves to the window. UNCLE HENRY Uh-oh. DOROTHY They sure came in quick. Couldn't see a cloud in the sky out there five minutes ago. What's wrong, Uncle Henry? UNCLE HENRY (worried) Those aren’t rain clouds, Dorothy. DOROTHY They’re not? UNCLE HENRY Grab the valuables and get in the cellar. I’m going to see if I can set the horses loose before it’s too late. AUNT EM Henry, what is it? UNCLE HENRY It’s a twister. Heading our way. And fast! AUNT EM Goodness! DOROTHY A twister? It can’t be, we don’t get twisters here. UNCLE HENRY I won’t be long. Get into the storm cellar! I'll use the outside door. 7. AUNT EM Henry, for God’s sake, be careful! He slams the door behind him. The wind outside builds in intensity. AUNT EM (stressed) Come on Dorothy. DOROTHY I don’t understand, it’s just a storm - AUNT EM It’s a twister, Dorothy - a tornado! I’ve seen them rip through houses like paper. We need to get into the cellar now! She opens the trapdoor. DOROTHY But - AUNT EM For once, Dorothy, don’t argue with me. Toto barks and scurries across the floor. DOROTHY Oh for God’s sake, Toto, get out from under there. AUNT EM Dorothy, leave him! DOROTHY I can’t leave him, Aunt Em! He’s just scared. I’ll try and drag him out from under the bed... AUNT EM Dorothy! DOROTHY Toto! Here boy! Come on, don’t make me chase you in this weather, Toto! AUNT EM Dorothy! Dorothy!!!! 8. DOROTHY Come on, Toto, here boy, here boy... She keeps trying to coax him out. DOROTHY (V.O.) Perhaps I should have left him there. Perhaps I should have joined Aunt Em in the storm cellar, or been out with Uncle Henry freeing the horses. Or perhaps Toto, somehow, knew what was going to happen and was keeping me there in the house. Sometimes your whole world can change in the space of a minute. A second. A moment. And that moment - in that house, with a twister bearing down on me - making the choice to save Toto rather than save myself, was mine. Dorothy drags Toto out from the bed. DOROTHY Gotcha! DOROTHY (V.O.) Because then a strange thing happened. The house cracks, the foundations ripping asunder as the tornado reaches its climax. DOROTHY (shriek) Ahh! What’s happening? Aunt Em, what’s happening!!! AUNT EM Dorothy!!! Dorothy!!!!!!!! DOROTHY Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Dorothy continues to scream as Aunt Em’s cries fade off into the distance. OPENING CREDITS 9. 3 INT. FARM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS The sound of the tornado overpowers everything, shrieking and howling all around while the house spins and crashes and breakable things fall over. DOROTHY (V.O.) You can't know what it was like to be in that house, in that twister, carried off to heaven knows where. You might imagine it was quite a sedate journey, watching out a window while various bits of debris floated past - boats, random chickens, cows or whatever. The truth was, I didn't see much at all. Nothing in a tornado, house or otherwise, stays upright for long, so Toto and I spent most of the trip sitting on the ceiling trying to not get killed by falling cutlery. It was nothing short of a miracle that the house stayed together as long as it did, protecting us from the destructive forces outside. Well, I say ‘stayed together’, there were bits of the house breaking off all the time. And with the twister tumbling us around like dice in a cup, I was always on the edge of falling out into the swirling nothingness.