Feathers McGraw End Of The Line Script

When Penguins Turn...

ACT 1 SCENE 4

Cut to Feathers McGraw walking out of the train station. He has a green sock stretched over his head with holes cut out for the eyes and beak to disguise him as a mallard duck. The sky has turned grey and the weather is looking quite nasty. He pulls the torn article from earlier out of his pocket and we cut to a close angle of it in his hands. It's an advertisement for a room to let. A raindrop lands on the article, causing the ink to bleed. He reads the address. He steps up to a sign and sees he's in the right place. After a bit of walking, the weather worsens, it's gotten extremely windy and the rain is growing heavier. That's when he comes to the correct avenue. He holds the article in-front of him, analysing the house numbers as he goes past. The rain has bled the ink so much that the letters have become almost illegible. We cut to an angle of the row of attached houses as he walks past, then we stop at one. Number twenty six, the house on the right. By now the wind is howling and the potted plants and trees have the posture of a banana in the wind. The green sock on his head is flapping in the wind, and he pulls it down to make it appear more convincing. He steps up to the door, checks the paper one last time and knocks. A female voice shouts from inside.

SASHA: I'll be there in a second!

That's when suddenly, Whoosh! The wind grabs his sock off the top of his head and pulls it skyward. Feathers jumps desperately to catch it, but it's too late, it flies off, never to be seen again. His head whips sharply back over to the door, as a silhouette of a figure approaches the frosted glass window in the door and opens it. Cut to an interior angle looking down as the door is opened to reveal Feathers McGraw, naked, disguise-less on the doorstep, holding a drenched news article.

SASHA: Oh my gosh!

Feathers stands in the doorway contemplating fight or flight. Is he gonna make a run for it, or is he gonna attack! Cut to Sasha, stood in the doorway looking down at Feathers in shock.

SASHA: Oh my gosh..you poor thing, what are you doing out here in the pouring rain? Come in, quick!

Feathers is stunned at her reaction, is she living under a rock or something? Or is it a trap and she wants that bounty? Feathers accepts her greeting and steps inside the warm house, cautious. She shuts the door behind him.

SASHA: Oh you poor little angel, just you wait there. I'm gonna quickly grab you a towel from the airing cupboard.

Sasha races upstairs, leaving feathers standing, dripping on the doormat in the hallway. There is no music, just the sound of a ticking clock. He's still, silent, taking in his surroundings. The camera is a tight, claustrophobic shot on him with the hallway walls sandwiching him with the closed door behind. Then, we get a panoramic shot from the doorstep of the house's interior. The hallway leads straight, with the stairs at the end, on the left is a door to a separate room. On the right is a coat hanger and a small table. Resting on the table is a small mantel clock with an angel on it, a pair of keys and a small dish with a couple Knick-knacks and other items: a couple items of jewellery, a keyring, some spare change and a watch. The watch was a dainty silver with a feminine quality to it. Its bracelet sparkled slightly. Quite pretty, but nothing special. Then his attention was re-directed to a small broach. It was a penguin. What looked to be sterling silver with gems. Then he heard a cupboard door close and footsteps. He grabbed the broach and stuffed it in his invisible cartoon pocket.

Sasha appeared at the top step and made her way down holding a folded towel. She made her way to Feathers and gently pulled it over his head.

SASHA: Here you go, this'll warm and dry you off nicely.

As she finished pulling it over his head, it's revealed to be a small blue poncho style towel. She pulls the hood over him and a penguin head sits atop his. It's a penguin poncho towel. Feathers stands in the doorway, dressed as a penguin.