CARROT-BIRD
by Tony Paglia and Jay Turner

EXT DAY FIELD

Two college-age men, TONY, 19, and JAY, 19, stand in the middle of a field facing a large weeping willow tree which looms in the distance.

					JAY
				Recording.

					TONY
				Woah.  What’s that.

					JAY
				I don’t know.

					TONY
				Um...I think its, like, a 
				bird.

					JAY
				I don’t know.  It doesn’t
				look like a bird to me.
				That’s a bird.
Jay points to the sky toward a bird he sees flying by.
					TONY
				Look.  Its got, like, big wings
				on it.  Its got feathers.
Jay’s attention is still directed toward the bird he sees. Oblivious to Tony, he begins to walk toward the bird.
					TONY
				Hey...come back here.
Half-heartedly, Jay returns.
					JAY
				Birrrrd.

					TONY
				Look at all those feathers
				on it.

					JAY
				Those aren’t feathers.

					TONY
				They’re not?

					JAY
				No.

					TONY
				What are they?

					JAY
				I don’t know.
There is an thoughtful silence for a moment.
					JAY
				Maybe we should use our
				scientist intellect and find
				out.

					TONY
				Okay.  Uh...
With his hand, Tony wafts fumes from the tree toward his face where he proceeds to smell them.
					TONY
				Hey...do you know what
				that smells like?

					JAY
				What?

					TONY
				Uh, like...a bird.
						
					JAY
				Its not a bird.

					TONY
				Maybe there’s birds in it.
Jay follows Tony’s lead and wafts tree fumes from his hand into his nose where he studies them.
					TONY
				See?

					JAY
				You’re right.  Its a bird.

					TONY
				That’s a big bird.
Jay suddenly turns and glances behind him. Whatever it is that catches his eye beckons him, and he begins walking away again.
					TONY
				Jay?
Jay stops in his tracks and looks at Tony.
					TONY
				What are you doing?
Jay snaps out of it and returns his attention to the tree. Suddenly, Jay’s arms spring out like huge, triumphant wings.
					JAY
				BIRD!
Jay puts his arms down again. The moment has passed.
					TONY
				Maybe its one of those
				talking birds like on
				Sesame Street.

					JAY
				Maybe.  I’ve never seen 
				a talking bird before.

					TONY
				Didn’t you ever watch
				Sesame Street?

					JAY
				There was a talking bird
				on Sesame Street?

					TONY
				There was this big bird.
				And his name was Big Bird.

					JAY
				They just called it Big Bird.

					TONY
				But it was a rather large
				bird.

					JAY
				It was a tree.
Tony does a double-take on the comment.
					TONY
				What???
Jay begins jumping up and down in excitement like a giddy schoolgirl.
					JAY
				Big Bird was a tree!

					TONY
				A tree.

					JAY
				Yeah.

					TONY
				Hey...y’know what?

					JAY
				What?
	
					TONY
				I’ve heard of those.

					JAY
				Yeah?

					TONY
				Maybe that’s what this is.

					JAY
				Nah, its a bird.  It smells
				like a bird.

					TONY
				It is?

					JAY
				It smells like a bird.

					TONY
				What do birds smell like?
Something, possibly the same something, catches Jay’s eye again. He begins to wander off, half aware of what he’s saying.
					JAY
				It smells like...like...like a
				bird...
Tony notices Jay wandering off again.
					TONY
				Jay?
Jay snaps back to attention before he wanders too far away.
					JAY
				Huh?

					TONY
				What are you doing?

					JAY
				Oh...I thought I saw
				something.

					TONY
				Oh.  No.
Jay returns, again, to viewing the tree. There is momentary silence.
					JAY
				Maybe we should approach
				it.

					TONY
				Perhaps.

					JAY
				Let’s approach it.
Jay walks toward the camera. He picks it up and begins walking with it. Jay grunts.
					JAY
				Let’s bring them along.

					TONY
				Okay.
Suddenly, Tony loses all of his grip on speech and rational thought.
					TONY
				Now approaching the
				camera.  Err...now
				approaching the bird.  Or
				tree...or whatever the hell
				it is.

					JAY
				He thinks its a tree.  I think
				its a bird.

					TONY
				I used to think it was a bird,
				but now...my higher intellect
				and knowledge has, like, told 
				me otherwise.
The tree is very close now.
					JAY
				I think we can put it down
				now.
They set the camera down.
					TONY
				Let’s...uh...do you think its
				safe to go near it?

					JAY
				I don’t know.  Stay back man.
				I got more meat on me.
Jay begins his perilous journey toward the tree, leaving Tony behind. The harsh terrain causes him to momentarily lose balance. Jay turns around to reassure Tony that his Boy Scout life saving skills will not be needed today.
					JAY
				I’m okay.
Jay makes it to the base of the tree in one piece. He begins to more closely examine.
					TONY
				Does it still smell like a 
				bird?

					JAY
				No.

					TONY
				Oh.

					JAY
				It smells like a lizard.

					TONY
				No.  Lizards are smaller.

					JAY
				Lizards are smaller?

					TONY
				Yeah.
Jay turns and looks at the tree again, then turning toward Tony. He holds his hands apart in the width he deems the size of a lizard.
					JAY
				Like this big?

					TONY
				A little bigger.
Jay widens the distance between his hands.
					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				Lizards are like this?

					TONY
				Yeah.
Jay puts his hands down, and turns around to look at the tree. Tony, the wimpier of the two, feels safe now and joins the valiant Jay at the base of the tree.
					JAY
				 (mumbling unintelligibly)
Tony bends over and picks up something off of the ground. It is a crushed beer can.
					TONY
				Hey...do you know what 
				it is?

					JAY
				What?
Tony shows Jay the beer can.
					TONY
				Its a frat guy!

					JAY
				A frat guy!
Jay takes the can and shows it to the viewing audience.
					JAY
				Clue number one.
Jay turns it on several sides so that everyone can get a good look at it. Then he chucks it back into the weeds. Somewhere, church bells start ringing.
					TONY
				Now...so, here we are.  This
				is a frat guy...

					JAY
				Maybe...if we leave it alone...

					TONY
				Yeah?

					JAY
				...it’ll, like...move.

					TONY
				Maybe, if we try talking to
				it, it’ll talk to us.  Do you
				know how to talk like a
				frat guy?

					JAY
				Uh...
Jay looks around disdainfully.
					JAY
				No.

					TONY
				Oh.

					JAY
				Shit.

					TONY
				Well, maybe if we try
				talking to it like something
				else...

					JAY
				Let’s try talking to it like a 
				bird.  You know the bird calls.

					TONY
				I do!

					JAY
				You know all the bird 
				calls.

					TONY
				I’m trained in the art of
				bird calling.
Jay turns and starts walking away from the tree to a place where he won’t be seen.
					JAY
				You know all the bird
				calls.  Like...that one...
				bird...call...

					TONY
				I’m going to try to call it.

					JAY
				Okay.  You try calling it.

					TONY
				Alright.

					JAY
				Try calling it.

					TONY
				Alright.

					JAY
				See if it comes.

					TONY
				I’m going to call it.

					JAY
				Okay.  What are you
				going to call it?

					TONY
				Um...a bird.

					JAY
				Okay.  I’m going to go
				over there.

					TONY
				Okay.

					JAY
				I will be right back.

					TONY
				Okay.  Hey...there’s another
				beer bottle.
Jay begins walking off screen, and at the last moment he dives off, grunting in pain.
					JAY
				Arrghhhh...

					TONY
				I think it really is a frat
				guy.

					JAY
				What?
Jay straightens himself up and returns to find what Tony is talking about.
					TONY
				There’s another beer
				bottle.  I think it really
				is a frat guy.
Jay inspects the site of the found beer bottle. He stops short.
					JAY
				I’m not going back there.

					TONY
				It is another frat bottle...I
				mean, beer bottle.

					JAY
				Beer bot-tle.

					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				I’m going to go over there.

					TONY
				Okay.  I’m going to try
				calling it.
Jay goes flying offscreen once again, grunting.
					TONY
				I’m going to try calling it.
				Are you ready?
Jay, controlling the camera, makes it nod yes. Tony turns toward the tree and puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his voice.
					TONY
				(shouting at tree)
				HEY BIRD!!!
He pauses momentarily.
					TONY
			    (shouting at tree again)
				HEY BIRD!!!

					JAY
				Its not working.

					TONY
				I don’t think its a bird.

					JAY
				Well if its not a bird, what
				is it?  See, look...feathers.
Jay places one of the tree’s leaves in front of the camera. He points it at Tony as if to prod him with it.
					TONY
				Those are peas.

					JAY
				Tickle.
Tony turns his attention back to the tree at hand.
					JAY
				These are not peas.  These
				are, like...

					TONY
				(shouting at tree)
				HEY BIRD!!!

					JAY
				They’re carrots, dude!
Tony turns around, suddenly, eyes wide open in shock of this new discovery.
					TONY
				They are?

					JAY
				This is a carrot!
Tony races from the base of the tree towards the camera. He examines the leaf closely.
					TONY
				By god...

					JAY
				...its a carrot!
Tony, awestruck by the discovery, takes it into his hand and puts it into his mouth to taste it.
					TONY
				Eatin’ a carrot.

					JAY
				Do you see any better?
Tony, surprised by the question, thinks for a moment. He proceeds to take his glasses off.
					TONY
				My Lord...its a miracle...

					JAY
				Oh my God!

					TONY
				I can see!

					JAY
				It really IS a carrot!

					TONY
				Hey, maybe now that I can
				see better, I can call it...
Suddenly, Jay runs toward the tree, exuberant in a moment of clarity and inspiration. He throws his arms into the air.
					JAY
				You’re a Carrot-Bird!  A...
				Carrot.....Bird!!!  God...God...
Jay sinks to his knees, only to rise once again.
					JAY
				Finally...in all my years...
Jay begins to cry, as a grown man shouldn’t.
					TONY
				Hey...
Tony walks toward the tree again to join Jay, who turns around to face Tony.
					TONY
				Let’s kick it.

					JAY
                   (suddenly much calmer)
				Why are you...kicking the
				sacred Carrot-Bird.

					TONY
				I didn’t.  Yet.  But I think
				we should.  Maybe it’ll do
				something.  ...give us some
				ice cream...
Jay begins walking away.
					JAY
				I’m going to get a running
				start.

					TONY
				Yeah...me too.
Tony walks off to the other side of the tree, just offscreen.
					TONY
				I’ll come from this side,
				you come from that side.
				Ready?

					JAY
				Ready...

					TONY
				One...two...three...GO!
The two race in from their respective sides. Tony begins kicking the tree repeatedly, while Jay tries a different approach and tackles it, ultimately falling on his bum. Jay grunts some more.
					JAY
				Dude, it attacked me.

					TONY
				(still kicking)
				No!  Stop attacking Jay!
They continue kicking it until, exhausted, the two stop.
					TONY
				I think we killed it.
Jay, out of breath and panting, begins to sob violently.
					TONY
				I think we defeated the
				sacred Carrot-Bird.
Jay’s sobs become more violent, and Tony goes to his side to comfort him, putting his hand on Jay’s shoulder. They walk away from the tree.
					TONY
				There there...its all right,
				I’m here for ya.
Jay’s sobs become louder and more anguished.
					TONY
				I know you’ve just had
				quite a scare...but its all
				right.  Its over now.
Jay’s hysterics reach an all time high with an eardrum-shattering bit of crying.
					TONY
				No, really, man, its all 
				right...

					JAY
				Oh.
There is a momentary silence.
					JAY
				I don’t think its a bird.

					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				It fought like a hippo.

					TONY
				Shut up.  Hippos are not
				native to this part of the
				country.

					JAY
				Are you sure?

					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				How do you know?

					TONY
				Uh...

					JAY
				Have you ever met a hippo?

					TONY
				Uhhh......yeah!

					JAY
				Then they WOULD be native
				to this part of the country,
				wouldn’t they?

					TONY
				Uh, I was somewhere else.

					JAY
				Um....oh.  Now what?

					TONY
				See...look at it.  Its dead.

					JAY
				Its not dead.

					TONY
				Its, um...it looks less 
				healthy than it did before
				we came over here.

					JAY
				That’s because it had more
				carrots on it.

					TONY
				Oh.

					JAY
				Unless these aren’t carrots.
The rustling sound of branches can be heard, and a leaf falls into the frame.
					JAY
				See, I pull one off, and
				another one falls.

					TONY
				I think it is dead.  Its 
				giving out more carrots
				than it needs to.

					JAY
				No, man.  This can’t be
				hap-pbbth-pbbth...

					TONY
				This can’t be hap-pbbth-
				pbbth?

					JAY
				This can’t be happening, man.
There is a long pause.
					JAY
				Maybe we should sing to it.

					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				Good idea?

					TONY
				Yeah.

					JAY
				Okay.  ...you go ahead.
They start snapping their fingers. Jay begins skipping and twirling toward the tree. A very loud plane begins flying overhead as they dance and prance around.
					TONY
				Um, how about...some old
				old time rockin’ standards...
				that’ll make you dance...
				“When that clock strikes...
				‘round that six, babe,”

					JAY
				HEY!

					TONY
				“Time to head for...
				golden light...”

					JAY
				Bah bah bah...

					TONY and JAY
				“Da da da dahh....da da da
				dahhh...da da da dahhhh...
				its Mack the Kniiiiiife/
				its Mac Toniiiight...”

					JAY
				Now wait.  You were singin’
				something.  And I was singin’
				something else.

					TONY
				You were singing the McDonalds
				version.

					JAY
				I was singing the McDonald’s
				version...

					TONY
				...and I was singing the
				original version.

					JAY
				There’s an original version?

					TONY
				Yes.  Do you actually think
				McDonalds would come up
				with something on their own?
Tony stares at Jay and shakes his head back and forth, lettin’ all that hair flop around like a big head of floppy hair.
					TONY
				Nooooo.

					JAY
				Who do you think came up	
				with the Big Mac?

					TONY
				Like, a big guy...named Mac.
Jay stomps toward the tree. He kicks it again, grumbling. Suddenly, for Jay does nothing gradually, he begins ranting and raving at Tony, pointing fingers and appendages in all directions. Tony slowly begins walking toward Jay as he does this.
					JAY
				YOU!  That’s why!  I’m not 
				accredited anywhere because
				of YOU.  You’re loading me down 
				with all this...flim-flam...about 
				“creativity”...and “coolness”...
				and...and “intelligence.”  I’m 
				tired of this crap, man...
Jay wipes his eye, calming.
					JAY
				...I’m tired of it...

					TONY
				I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to
				hurt your feelings.
Tony turns from Jay to the tree.
					JAY
				Its okay, man...I was just
				worried.  It attacked me,
				man.
They shake hands.
					TONY
				Its okay man.

					JAY
				It might be dead, but it tried 
				to attack me.  Sorry.

					TONY
				Sorry.
					JAY
(to camera)
				Sorry.

					TONY
				So it might be dead?
Tony grabs one of the limbs and begins shaking it.
					JAY
				I don’t know.  I mean, it didn’t 
				do anything when we sung to it.

					TONY
				Yeah, and we sung pretty good
				too.

					JAY
				Yeah, we did.

					TONY
				I mean, most people would 
				have the politeness to applaud 
				a little bit...
Tony grabs the tree’s limb again, shaking it. Some dead branches fall from the tree.
					TONY
				You know...shake a limb, 
				make some sticks fall...show 
				a little appreciation...

					JAY
				You’re killing it.

					TONY
				Its already DEAD.  That’s my
				point.

					JAY
				How do you know its dead?

					TONY
				Cuz you just said it didn’t
				respond when we sang to it.
Jay looks up into the tree.
					JAY
				Do you know what this is?

					TONY
				What?

					JAY
				ITS A CARROT-BIRD!!!
Tony is unimpressed. Jay is triumphant.
					TONY
				Yeah...
Jay tilts his head back in ecstacy, throwing his arms toward the sky.
					JAY
				CARROT...BIRD...at last...
Tony mimics Jay’s outlandish self, and throws his arms up in a winglike fashion.
					TONY
				CARROT...BIR-duh...
Jay stops.
					JAY
				That didn’t feel right.
					
					TONY
				Nah.  Let’s start again.

					JAY
				Ready...one...two...three...

					JAY and TONY
				CARROT....BIRD....

					JAY
				At lassss-t-ah...

					TONY
				It is....ALIIIVE...

					JAY
				What do you think?

					TONY
				Maybe.

					JAY
				I don’t know.
Jay walks over to the left side of the tree. Tony walks to the right side, grabs a think branch, and pulls it with him as he walks.
					JAY
				Woah...

					TONY
				What?

					JAY
				There’s, like, blood back 
				here.
					
					TONY
				Really?

					JAY
				Yeah.

					TONY
				Then it must be alive.  But I
				can’t see.  Oh yeah I can
				because I ate a lot of carrots,
				so now I have really good
				eyesight.

					JAY
				Well, maybe you should go
				put on your glasses just in
				case, because...
Tony lets go of the tree limb, which goes smacking into the cold, hard earth.
					TONY
				I can’t.  Because I threw my
				glasses over there...and I can’t
				see where they are.
Jay goes running toward where Tony pointed to to help him find the glasses. As Jay looks in the other direction, Tony shows the camera that, in fact, he has had his glasses all this time, and that now he is playing a bit of a trick on our friend Jay, who is having a bit of difficult time trying to find said pair of glasses.
					JAY
				Um...um...wait a minute...

					TONY
				What’s the matter, Jay?

					JAY
				(unintelligible mutterings)
Tony smiles in a dastardly manner while Jay continues to fish for the glasses he will never find.
					JAY
				Be very very quiet...
				DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!!!
Jay walks away, defeated. Tony, avoiding Jay’s direct gaze, walks straight toward the camera, smiling into it, his glasses on display for all to see.
					JAY
				Do you know what this 
				MEANS?

					TONY
				Uh-uh.
Tony turns around to meet the gaze of Jay, who’s jaw drops open speechless when he looks up.
					JAY
				Ah.....wha....where were
				they?

					TONY
				(fiendishly)
				You’ll never know.

					JAY
				Ah.
Jay pantomimes putting something into his shirt pocket, figuring out what has happened.
					TONY
				Only me and my trusty
				friend the AF hi-fi stereo 
				precision CCD will know.
Jay comes bounding toward the camera.
					JAY
				Ehh...this is, like, what the
				answer is...isn’t this, like, 
				what it is?

					TONY
				“F=6.2...”

					JAY
				something...

					TONY
				...something...”62 millimeter...
				1 dot dot 1.6”...

					JAY
				...uh...

					TONY
				...uh...

					JAY
				No, this is it. This is it.  This...

					TONY
				“Sony Video...”

					JAY
				“Sow-knee....vid...vid...vid-ee...”

					TONY
				Video.

					JAY
				“Vi-dee-oh...”

					TONY
				“...lens...” divided by auto-
				focus...equals...

					JAY
				"F."
Tony gasps.
					TONY
				Do you know what?

					JAY
				What?

					TONY
				Sony Video Lens divided
				by auto-focus...do you know
				what that equals?

					JAY
				What?

					TONY
				A tree.
Jay turns around to look at the tree.
					TONY
				Could this be a clue?


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