The Witchfinder General
Andrew J. Stephenson

 

THE WITCHFINDER GENERAL
EPISODE 1:

1 INT. DAY INTERROGATION ROOM
The main feature of this room is a desk situated in the middle of it. Behind the desk is a man dressed in traditional upper-class clothing of the mid 15th Century (this is PESCROTT). In front of him on the desk are a piece of paper and a quill.
Opposite him is a man sitting down on a chair wearing rags and an obvious fake moustache. He is shackled (this is the HIGHWAYMAN).
In one corner of the room is another man seated at a small desk. On the desk are a piece of paper and a quill (this is the scribe, CASSETTE RECORDER).
PESCROTT is looking at the piece of paper and begins writing with the quill.
CASSETTE RECORDER does the same thing.

PESCROTT
(Without looking up)
Name?

HIGHWAYMAN
El Moustachio.

PESCROTT puts a line through the words he has just written.

PESCROTT
Name?

HIGHWAYMAN
I�ve just told you. I am the great El Moustachio.

PESCROTT looks up despairingly.

PESCROTT
You�re not the great El Moustachio. That's not even a real moustache.

PESCROTT learns over the desk and pulls of the HIGHWAYMAN�s fake moustache. He examines it.

PESCROTT
It�s just a clump of your own hair stuck to your top lip with-

HIGHWAYMAN
It�s not my own hair.

PESCROTT
Yes it is. I can see where you took it from.

The camera cuts to a shot of the back of the HIGHWAYMAN�s head. There is a clump of hair missing.

 PESCROTT
It�s just a clump of your own hair stuck to your top lip with...

PESCROTT smells the moustache.
He is clearly repulsed.

PESCROTT
...with what smells like...

HIGHWAYMAN
(Proudly)
My own juices.

PESCROTT throws the moustache on desk in disgust and wipes his hands on his jacket.
The HIGHWAYMAN picks up the moustache and puts it on his head where the clump was missing.

PESCROTT picks up his quill and begins to write again.

PESCROTT
Right, lets start again. Name?

The HIGHWAYMAN looks down at the desk, ashamed.

HIGHWAYMAN
Norman Englebert Heckingbottom.

PESCROTT
(Awkwardly)
Erm... I�ll just put �El Moustachio�.
Mothers name?

HIGHWAYMAN
Miranda Honeysuckle Heckingbottom.

PESCROTT
(Despairingly)
Fathers Name?

HIGHWAYMAN
Bob.

PESCROTT
I�ll put Mister and Mrs. Bob... Moustachio.

PESCROTT puts down the quill and looks at the HIGHWAYMAN.

PESCROTT
Do you know why you are here?

HIGHWAYMAN
(Proudly)
Because I strike fear into the hearts of the rich.

PESCROTT
No it isn�t.

HIGHWAYMAN
Yes, it is.

PESCROTT
No, it�s because you...

PESCROTT flicks through a book on the table.

PESCROTT
...cavorted with your neighbour�s ass.

The HIGHWAYMAN looks shocked.
PESCROTT notices the HIGHWAYMAN�s expression and realises that there is something wrong. He looks at the book again.



PESCROTT
Sorry, I was looking at the Mayor�s �To Do� list.
Now...

PESCROTT consults a sheet of paper on the desk.

PESCROTT
...you are charged with stealing a pig, an offence punishable by death...

RECORDER
Hurry up and finish it will you, I�m nearly out of paper.

PESCROTT
(Shocked)
What?

RECORDER
I�m nearly out of paper with you two fannying about. All you had to do was ask whether he was guilty or not, that�s all. By the time you�ve finished you�ll be able to write a biography on him.

HIGHWAYMAN
That�ll be nice.

PESCROTT begins to walk over towards RECORDER

PESCROTT
(Irate)
Shut up, right, just shut up. What�s your name?

RECORDER
Cassette Recorder.

PESCROTT
Recorder, ey? Very apt, seeing as that�s what you do, record what people say.
 Well, Recorder, you don�t talk to me like that. You�re just a scribe; I�m Nigel Pescrott, the Mayor�s right-hand man.

RECORDER
I�m not just a scribe. I�m an inventor.

PESCROTT laughs, mockingly. When he realises that no-one else is laughing, he stops.

PESCROTT
When I die, my name shall live on as a great political mind. When you die, you shall only be remembered, until another scribe comes along, as a recording device.

PESCROTT turns to face the HIGHWAYMAN.

PESCROTT
Right, how do you plead?

RECORDER
At last!

HIGHWAYMAN
Not guilty.


2 INT. DAY MAYORS OFFICE
Mayor CHURCHBANK is sitting at his desk. On the desk are several papers and files. He is reading a magazine.
Enter PESCROTT.

PESCROTT
Anything interesting?

CHURCHBANK
It�s just this months �Torturers Weekly Catalogue�.

PESCROTT
Is that that Scottish magazine?

CHURCHBANK
Yes.

PESCROTT
They�re sadistic those Scots.

CHURCHBANK
You�re telling me. Every time they do something good, they celebrate by eating sheep entrails.

PESCROTT
(quietly)
It�s better than sleeping with sheep.

CHURCHBANK
What?

PESCROTT
They can�t be that tough and strong, they wear skirts.

CHURCHBANK
So do most of the men in this village.

PESCROTT
Yes, but we don�t pretend to something we�re not.

CHURCHBANK
Perhaps it would be better if we did. We aren�t impressing anyone with the annual �Who can stick the most sheep up one nostril� competition.

PESCROTT
I suppose you�re right.
Thinking of getting anything?

CHUCHBANK
I doubt it. Everything�s gone commercial.

He shows a page to PESCROTT

CHURCHBANK
Look at that, an automatic beheading machine. Where�s the fun in that?

PESCROTT
I�ll tell you what you should get, pennywinkis.

CHURCHBANK
We�re tying to punish criminals, not offer them seafood delicacies.

PESCROTT
No, sir, pennywinkis, not periwinkles. A device that crushes the suspects fingers and toes.

CHURCHBANK
Why don�t we just chop them off?

PESCROTT
Never mind.

CHURCHBANK
My thoughts exactly.
So, anything to report?

PESCROTT
Not much, I�ve just set a trial date for the Highwayman we arrested yesterday.

CHURCHBANK
Ah, yes. What was he arrested for?

PESCROTT
Stealing a pig.

CHURCHBANK
(Shocked, slams his hand on the desk)
What?

PESCROTT
Stealing a pig.

CHURCHBANK
That�s what I thought you said. That�s punishable by death, isn�t it?


PESCROTT
Yes.

CHURCHBANK
Well why isn�t he dead yet?

PESCROTT
He pleaded not guilty.

CHURCHBANK stands up and slams his hand on the table.
PESCROTT sits down on the chair opposite the Mayor.

CHURCHBANK
Confound him! Make sure he�s found guilty, I won�t have pig stealing in my village.

PESCROTT
Don�t worry, sir, he will be, but I�ve had an idea.

CHURCHBANK sits back down.

CHURCHBANK
Well, what is it?

PESCROTT
As you know there has been a lot of talk in the town of Witchcraft and the high infant mortality, and quite frankly, the peasants are revolting.

CHURCHBANK
You�re telling me. I got up this morning to a horrible smell; it only started after I lit the fire.

PESCROTT looks shocked.

PESCROTT
The fire?

CHURCHBANK
Yes. Why?

PESCROTT
It�s just that I let the servant boy in this morning to clean the chimney, but I don�t remember letting him out.

CHURCHBANK
Oh well, that�s one less child we have to worry about dying from the Witchcraft I suppose.
So, what was this great idea?

PESCROTT
Oh, yes. Now, as I was saying, there is great unrest in the village at the increase in Witch activity.

CHURCHBANK
So?

PESCROTT
In the past, when the villagers demanded action, we executed the first person we found without trial. I think it�s time for a change.

CHURCHBANK
I quite liked the idea. Why should we stop?


PESCROTT
Because we executed the executioner last Tuesday, and there�s no-one else willing to take up the job.

CHURCHBANK
So what should we do?

PESCROTT
I feel that a more long-term solution to the witch problem would be to find the actual witches as opposed to slaughtering innocent people.

CHURCHBANK
(Showing enthusiasm)
Carry on.

PESCROTT
Well, that�s it.

CHURCHBANK
As plans go, it was a bit of a shitter, wasn�t it?

PESCROTT
(Humble)
Yes, sir, forget I said it.

CHURCHBANK
On the other hand, it started of pretty well. What were you planning to use to catch the witches?

PESCROTT
I had a brilliant idea and I wrote it down so I wouldn�t forget it.

PESCROTT takes a small notebook out of his pocket and leafs through the pages.
He stops searching through it and begins to read.

PESCROTT
(Becoming animated)
We could use a big mantrap, baited with small children. When the witch comes to take the child and cut it up for the potions, we�ll grab them and do something nasty to them, probably involving two turnips and a live chicken.

CHURCHBANK
Will it work?

PESCROTT
(Thinking)
Probably...

CHURCHBANK
Okay then, try it tonight and report to me tomorrow morning.

3 INT. DAY MAYORS OFFICE
CHURCHBANK is sitting behind his desk.
Enter PESCROTT, dressed smartly, sporting a black eye.
CHURCHBANK looks up and notices the black eye.

CHURCHBANK
Good Lord! What happened to you, man?

PESCROTT
Well, yesterday�s plan was going quite well. We set up the trap and baited it with children and waited patiently for a couple of hours. Nothing happened until we were about to go home. It was coming in dark when we heard a noise, and out of the trees came an old woman. She walked up to the child and was about to take him away, so we jumped on her.

CHURCHBANK
Then what happened?

PESCROTT
She twatted me with a stick. We really should have asked her if we could borrow her child.

CHURCHBANK
So she wasn�t a witch?

PESCROTT
Unfortunately not, but we could still execute her anyway.

CHURCHBANK
I�ve got a better idea. Why don�t we execute you?

PESCROTT
Because it will inevitably hurt. I have another idea, and this one is practically reasonable.

CHURCHBANK
Really?

PESCROTT
No, actually it�s not; it�s just the only one I could think of. We should employ someone to find the witches for us. A man of great courage, skill and intelligence, the Witchfinder General.

CHURHBANK
And where do you propose to find this Witchfinder General? This village has a reputation for producing men that are as soft as a plague sufferers puss-filled blister. And as for intelligence, I�ve seen more intelligent sheep, slept with a few of them too. The only skill we have here the ability to sing and crossbreed man with sheep, and unless witches are afraid of singing mensheep, you�ll be hard pushed to find a suitable candidate.

PESCROTT
What if we use one of the prisoners we�ve got locked up? Surely they�ll do it if we offer them freedom.

CHURCHBANK
How many prisoners have we got to choose from?

PESCROTT
Three. A pig stealer, a streaker and a man who we found in the forest dressed in his mother�s underwear.

CHURCHBANK
Hmm... tough choice. I think it will have to be the panty wearer.

PESCROTT
What about the pig stealer?

CHURCHBANK
He should be made to suffer for his crimes, the scoundrel.

PESCROTT
But surely wouldn�t it be better if we used someone slightly sane as opposed to a transvestite Satanist?

CHURCHBANK
I suppose you�re right. Prepare the prisoner for his mission.

PESCROTT
What if he doesn�t agree to it?

CHURCHBANK
He will.

4 INT. DAY. THE CARDINALS OFFICE
The room is filled with torturous devices. In the middle of the room is a stretching rack. On the rack is a BOY of about twelve years old. The rack is being operated by the CARDINAL, wearing a red Cardinal�s outfit.
The BOY is whimpering.
There is a knock at the door.

CARDINAL
(Without looking up from the rack)
Enter!

Enter High Priest KILLJOY, wearing a black Priest�s outfit.

KILLJOY
Cardinal Deathfrenzy-Kill?

CARDINAL
Yes, Killjoy?

KILLJOY
I have some urgent news for you.

CARDINAL
Can�t it wait?

KILLJOY
No, it�s urgent.

CARDINAL
All right then.

The CARDINAL releases the BOY from the rack.
The BOY climbs out.

CARDINAL
(to BOY)
And let that be a lesson to you.

BOY
Yes Dad

CARDINAL
How many times have I told you, don�t call me that at work.

The CARDINAL hits the BOY on the head with his staff.

BOY
Yes sir, sorry sir.

CARDINAL
That�s better. Now run along home and tell your mother that I won�t be back for tea.

BOY
Bye Sir
(to KILLJOY)
Bye High Priest Killjoy

Exit BOY.

CARDINAL
Now, what�s so urgent that I have to stop playing with my child?

KILLJOY
We�ve just received a message from the Mayor of Clecklebridge.

CARDINAL
Clecklebridge? Isn�t that the small village in Wales?

KILLJOY
No, there�s nothing in Wales apart from sheep and leaks. Everything is �just outside of Wales� and Clecklebridge is a small village just outside of Wales.

CARDINAL
What does he want?

KILLJOY
He wants you to interrogate one of his prisoners.

CARDINAL
I can�t waste my time punishing petty little criminals

KILLJOY
He�s not a petty criminal. He�s been involved in something serious.

CARDINAL
Like what?

KILLJOY
Pig-stealing.



CARDINAL
(Shocked)
Pig-stealing? Assemble the troops; he�s not getting away with a crime like that.

CARDINAL picks up a big briefcase and heads towards the door.

KILLJOY
Do you want the cannon?

CARDINAL
No, I�m just traveling light.

5 INT. DAY INTERROGATION ROOM
The HIGHWAYMAN is sitting at the table. RECORDER is sitting on the corner. PESCROTT and CHURCHBANK are standing at the opposite end of the table.

PESCROTT
(Agitated)
Where is he? He should be here by now. Perhaps he isn�t coming.

CHURCHBANK
Relax, he�ll be here. I made sure to put in the message that �El Moustachio� here was a pig-stealer.

Suddenly, the windows in the room are shattered by men dressed in black priest robes swinging through them.
The door is kicked open and behind it we see CARDINAL, carrying two crossbows, KILLJOY and several other men in black priest robes. They all enter the room. The men in black robes stand in formation behind CARDINAL and KILLJOY.
RECORDER gets up from his chair and hurries to CARDINAL, excited, his hand outstretched.

RECORDER
Mr. Cardinal Deathfrenzy-kill sir, can I just say I�m a big fan of yours and-

CARDINAL fires the two crossbows at RECORDER�s feet, impaling them to the floor. RECORDER is clearly in pain.

RECORDER
(In pain, holding back the tears)
I�m sorry Mr. Cardinal sir; my feet seem to have impeded your arrows on the way to the floor.
  
CARDINAL walks to the table and sits opposite the HIGHWAYMAN without acknowledging the others.

PESCROTT
Would you like a drink, Cardinal?

CARDINAL
No, I�ve brought my own.

CARDINAL nods to one of the other priests. The priest comes forward with a box and buts it on the table in front of CARDINAL. The box has a tap on one end and a turning handle on the other. CARDIANAL opens the bag at his feet and takes out a small kitten. The opens the box, puts the kitten inside, and then closes it again. He takes a glass out of the bag and puts it under the tap. He then begins to turn the handle. Red liquid comes out of the tap and into the glass. He stops turning and takes a drink from the glass.

CARDINAL
So, what do you want me to do?


CHURCHBANK
We want him to become our Witchfinder General.

CARDINAL
(Disappointed)
Is that all?

CHURCHBANK
Erm...yes.

CARDINAL
Well.
(To the HIGHWAYMAN, menacingly)
You are going to be the Witchfinder-General whether you like it our not.

HIGHWAYMAN
Okay.

CARDINAL sits back in his chair, shocked.

CARDINAL
What?

HIGHWAYMAN
I said I�d do it.

CARDINAL
You can�t just agree straight away.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why not?

CARDINAL
Because I�ve just trekked over fifty miles to be here, carrying all of my equipment, because I was told I was going to be interrogating a pig-stealer, and I�ve hardly had to sit down before my jobs over. Say you won�t do it.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why?

CARDIANAL
So I�ll be able to torture you in to saying yes.


HIGHWAYMAN
Won�t that hurt?

CARDINAL
No. Well, only a little.

CHURCHBANK
Thank you, Cardinal; your job�s done. You can collect your pay from my secretary.

CARDINAL
What, that�s it? No bloodshed or fractured bones?

CHURCBANK
No, I�m sorry.


CARDINAL
(To HIGHWAYMAN)
Are you sure I can�t change your mind?

HIGHWAYMAN
Positive.

CARDINAL
(Defeated)
Well, I suppose I�d better go. I�ll find my own way out.

CARDINAL, KILLJOY and the rest of the priests leave the room through the door in an orderly fashion. Their heads are down.
Left in the room are the HIGHWAYMAN, PESCROTT, CHURCHBANK and RECORDER. RECORDER is still impaled to the floor.

CHURCHBANK
(To HIGHWAYMAN)
If you�d like to follow me to my room, you loathsome, stinking pig-stealer, we�ll begin to make arrangements.

HIGHWAYMAN, PESCROTT and CHURCHBANK head towards the door. PESCROTT stops as he passes RECORDER. He looks down at RECORDERS feet.

PESCROTT
I�d put some ointment on that if I were you.

6 INT DAY MAYORS OFFICE
CHURCHBANK is sitting on a chair behind his desk.
HIGHWAYMAN is sitting opposite him.
PESCROTT is standing behind the HIGHWAYMAN.

HIGHWAYMAN
I know I said that I was going to be this Witchfinder General, but there are some things that I want in return.

CHURCHBANK
Okay, what do you want?

*****FIVE MINUTES LATER*****
HIGHWAYMAN
And I want a cow and a chicken�

*****FIVE MINUTES LATER*****

HIGHWAYMAN
And I want my name changed to something else.

CHURCHBANK
(Bored)
Like what?

HIGHWAYMAN
Something that will strike fear into the hearts of all who hear it. Something like� Norman.

CHURCHBANK
Norman�?



HIGHWAYMAN
Yes, Norman. Norman the WitchFinder General. If that doesn�t strike fear into the hearts of the witches, nothing will.

PESCROTT
Well, Norman, are you ready to start working?

HIGHWAYMAN
Not yet, I want a costume. Something that will portray my new found manliness. Something tailor-made.

7 INT DAY MAYORS OFFICE
PESCROTT and CHURCHBANK are standing by the desk. HIGHWAYMAN is standing on an upturned bucket. He is wearing a ridiculously colourful dress on top of his regular clothes. A Kenneth Williams character is fussing around the HIGHWAYMAN, he too is dressed �colourfully�.

DESIGNER
(camp)
I�m nearly finished. Oh, you look beautiful.
(to CHURCHBANK and PESCROTT)
Don�t you think he looks beautiful? I think he looks beautiful.

PESCROTT
I think he looks like a twit. What sort of outfit do you think he�s in?

DESIGNER
A colourful summer one, it�ll look lovely.

PESCROTT
I didn�t mean clothes, I meant outfit in the military term of the word.

DESIGNER
It doesn�t matter, I�m sure it�ll send out a positive and friendly message.

PESCROTT
He�s not supposed to be sending out a positive and friendly message, he�s supposed to be striking the fear of God into the hearts of the witches. Something he�ll find hard doing looking like the first place in a flower show.

CHURCHBANK
Pescrott�s right. I don�t think that dress will be�effective. The hemline�s too long for a start, he won�t be able to run properly in it, and you haven�t given him enough room in the bottom.

HIGHWAYMAN
I don�t want to be running through the woods with one hand gesturing threateningly towards the witches and the other removing the back seam of this dress from my arse.

DESIGNER
(hurt)
Well I can make it shorter.

PESCROTT
It�s not just the hemline; he looks like a pansy in it.

DESIGNER
You�re only saying that because it�s not finished yet.

The DESIGNER goes into his bag on the table and pulls out a big flowery hat.
He puts it on the HIGHWAYMAN.

DESIGNER
(proud)
What do you think?

PESCROTT
Get out!

8 EXT DAY COURTYARD
PESCROTT and CHURCHBANK are waiting outside the main door to the Village hall. Enter the HIGHWAYMAN, dressed in Puritan like clothes, including a hat and cloak.

PESCROTT
Doesn�t that feel better than that dress?

HIGHWAYMAN
Well, I quite liked the suspenders, but I suppose this is more practical.


CHURCHBANK
Now for your first assignment�

CHURCHBANK reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper.

CHURCHBANK
This is a map that will lead you to the witches� hideout. It�s top secret so you won�t be able to keep it. You must memorize it, and then forget everything you�ve just seen.

CHURCHBANK hands the paper to the HIGHWAYMAN.
He opens it.

HIGHWAYMAN
It�s blank.

CHURCHBANK
I know. It�s that top secret that we couldn�t but any of the details on it.

CHURCHBANK takes the map from the HIGHWAYMAN.

CHURCHBANK
Now if you�ve memorized that, be on your way. Don�t come back without a result.
By the way, we�ve got someone to help you.

CHURCHBANK and PESCROTT move quickly into the building and shut the door. We hear the locks being locked.

HIGHWAYMAN
Who?

Enter the DESIGNER

DESIGNER
Hello.

HIGHWAYMAN
Great!

9 EXT. DAY FOREST
The HIGHWAYMAN is walking through the forest. He looks weary, as if he had been searching for hours. The DESIGNER is looking positively perky. The HIGHWAYMAN stops and learns against a nearby tree. The tree moves. The HIGHWAYMAN looks shocked.
The �TREE� turns around and faces the HIGHWAYMAN. We see that the tree has a face. This is HOBBS.

HOBBS
You must be the Witchfinder General. I�m Hobbs, your number 2.

HIGHWAYMAN
Okay, Hobbs, would you like to tell me what you are doing in the forest looking like a tree?

HOBBS
I�m undercover, sir.

HIGHWAYMAN
What for?

HOBBS
I was investigating a tip off that would lead me to the supposed head of the Witches. The reason she�d been at large for so long is that she was in disguise.

HIGHWAYMAN
What was she disguised as?

HOBBS
A dog. So I went undercover to sort off attract her.

HIGHWAYMAN
I guess that explains the disguise, but-

HOBBS
How did I do it? It was a hard task, but I did it. I knew the call of nature would come upon her sooner or later; I just had to make sure that I was the tree she chose. As soon as she came close, I grabbed her.

HIGHWAYMAN
That�s all very well, but I was going to say that the dog was tried-

HOBBS
And executed.

HIGHWAYMAN
And executed last month, why are you still wearing that ridiculous costume?

HOBBS
I liked the way it felt against my skin.

DESIGNER
It does look very comfortable- what�s it made off?

HIGHWAYMAN
Will you two shut up?
(to HOBBS)
Anyway, you said that you waited until she came close to you, right?

HOBBS
Right.

HIGHWAYMAN
It�s a well-known fact that female dogs never use trees to wee.

HOBBS
Well what do they use?

The HIGHWAYMAN looks puzzled.

HIGHWAYMAN
Their vaginas. Anyway, the thought occurs that the dog you executed was male; the further thought occurs that it was indeed, a normal f�ing dog, not a witch.

HOBBS
It failed all of the tests to prove that it wasn�t a witch.

HIGHWAYMAN
And what tests were these?

HOBBS
It couldn�t pronounce half of the villages in Wales.

HIGHWAYMAN
I couldn�t pronounce half of the villages in Wales. The person who named them couldn�t pronounce them. The leader of the first settlement probably sneezed when he was about to name the village and it stuck.

DESIGNER
Stuck to what?

HIGHWAYMAN
The village.

HOBBS
A sneeze stuck to the village? It must�ve been a big one. Was he ill?

HIGHWAYMAN
Hobbs?

HOBBS
Yes?

HIGHWAYMAN
Shut up.

Exit HIGHWAYMAN followed by HOBBS

10 EXT. DAY outside the WITCHES HUT.
The camera is facing away from the hut into the woods. From behind a tree, the HIGHWAYMAN runs forward into the hiding of another tree. He is quickly followed by HOBBS, still dressed as a tree, And DESIGNER, dressed in his colourful clothes. The trio continue to dart from tree to tree getting closer to the hut until there are no more trees between themselves and the hut.
The camera moves to the three of them. In the background we can see the hut.


HOBBS
What do we do now, boss?

HIGHWAYMAN
Well, I�m going to sneak up to the window using my legendary stealth; I will then penetrate the facility, arrest all of the witches and gain my freedom.

HOBBS
Where do I come in?

HIGHWAYMAN
You come in when I call for you.

HOBBS
Okay.

DESIGNER
What about me?

HIGHWAYMAN
You can wait here.

The HIGHWAYMAN is about to leave the cover of the tree when he slips and nearly falls over. When he finally regains his balance he turns to HOBBS.

HIGHWAYMAN
Watch it, the ground�s a bit slippery.

There is a sound that you�d expect to here in a forest.
The DESIGNER looks startled.

DESIGNER
There�s no way I�m stopping here.

The DESIGNER gets up and runs after the HIGHWAYMAN. He too slips but recovers straight away and continues to run.
CUT TO:
The HIGHWAYMAN heads towards the hut. He stands under the window and peers in.
CUT TO: HIGHWAYMAN point of view.
We see shadows dancing in the room, though not clearly.
The HIGHWAYMAN creeps under the window and heads to the front door. He stands in front of the door and poises himself. He is about to kick the door down when the DESIGNER comes into the shot. The HIGHWAYMAN jumps.

HIGHWAYMAN
What the bloody hell are you doing?

DESIGNER
I thought you might need some help.

HIGHWAYMAN
Help doing what- picking out curtains?

He kicks the door open and they both enter.

11 INT. DAY WITCHES HUT
We see a shot of the door from the inside. The HIGHWAYMAN and the DESIGNER are in the doorway. The DESIGNER looks at something in the room (we do not see what) and screams.
CUT TO:

12 EXT. DAY outside the WITCHES HUT
HOBBS is still sitting behind the tree. He hears the DESIGNER�s scream.

HOBBS
This is my chance, I could become a hero.

He gets up and is about to run.

HOBBS
Don�t worry, I�ll save you. I�ll save-

HOBBS slips in the same place as the others. Instead of keeping his balance he slips over and rolls backwards thanks to the tree suit.

13 INT. DAY WITCHES HUT
The DESIGNER is in the arms of the HIGHWAYMAN (like a baby-carry). He is still screaming.
Enter HOBBS covered in mud.

HOBBS
What�s the matter?

The DESIGNER stops screaming and looks at him.

DESIGNER
(in hysterics)
What�s the matter? They�ve got a blue carpet and cream walls.

The HIGHWAYMAN drops the DESIGNER on to the floor.

HOBBS
Is that all?

The DESIGNER gets up and dusts himself off.

DESIGNER
What do you mean �is that all?� Whoever decorated this should be shot.

HIGHWAYMAN
They probably will be, knowing this village.

A voice is heard. We do not see the owner of the voice. This is MARION.

MARION
We quite like it like this.

The HIGHWAYMAN recognizes the voice. He looks at MARION in shock.

DESIGNER
Blue and cream- are you crazy?

HIGHWAYMAN
(shocked)
Marion?

The camera moves to MARION and we see her for the first time.

MARION
Hi, snooks.

HOBBS and the DESIGNER begin to laugh.

HOBBS
Snooks!

HIGHWAYMAN
(to HOBBS)
Shut up!

DESIGNER
Do you two know each other?

HIGHWAYMAN
Know each other? She�s my wife!

DESIGNER
Wife? I thought you were gay.

Everyone in the room looks at the DESIGNER.

DESIGNER
What?

HOBBS
There must be some mistake, we were sent here to arrest a witch.

MARION
And you�ve found one.

HIGHWAYMAN
You�re a witch?!

MARION
Yes.

HIGHWAYMAN
You? Your mother maybe, but not you.

MARION
It�s not as bad as you think.

HIGHWAYMAN
Not as bad as I think? I�ve just been released from jail to capture a witch who�s been terrorizing the village only to find out that she�s my wife.

MARION
I�m not the witch who�s been terrorizing the village.

HIGHWAYMAN
How many witches are there?

MARION
A few.

HIGHWAYMAN
How many exactly?

MARION
It depends what type of witch.

HIGHWAYMAN
How many types are there?

MARION
A few.

HIGHWAYMAN
Give me a break.

MARION
Well, basically there are two types of witches: the white witches and the black witches.

HOBBS
And which witch are you?

HOBBS runs through the sentence again in his head to make sure it made sense.

MARION
I�m the head of the white witches.
(to the HIGHWAYMAN)
I�m glad you came; I�ve got something to tell you.

HIGHWAYMAN
Like what, you�re a witch?

MARION
You�re in great danger.

HIGHWAYMAN
You�re telling me. How am I going to explain this to the mayor- I married a witch.

MARION
Will you just shut up for a minute; I�ve got something important to tell you.
Something terrible is going to happen.

DESIGNER
This season�s colours aren�t going to be blue and cream, are they?

MARION
Even worse.

DESIGNER
(horrified)
Not red and yellow!

HIGHWAYMAN
Will you shut up?
(to MARION)
Right, carry on.

MARION
The Black witches are planning to attack the village.

HIGHWAYMAN
And that�s bad, why?

MARION
If they take over the village, nothing will stop them from taking over the world.

HIGHWAYMAN
So they�ve got to take over Clecklebridge before they can take over the world?

MARION
Yes.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why?

MARION
The village contains the strongest source of natural spiritual energy in the world. Without that energy, the witches won�t have the power to attack the rest of the world.

HIGHWAYMAN
So what do you want us to do?

MARION
You must go back to the village and warn the mayor.

HIGHWAYMAN
He won�t believe it and we�ll get thrown into jail and punished. And if Pescrott�s in charge of the torturing, we�ll have livestock shoved into every available orifice.

MARION
Don�t worry, we�ll protect you.

HOBBS
Who�s �we�?

MARION
The rest of the white witches.

HOBBS
Where are they?

MARION
They�re right here.

HOBBS
I can�t see them.

MARION
But you can feel them.

HOBBS jumps up in the air.

HOBBS
What the hell was that?

MARION
Just Katherine, she likes you.
You�d better get going- the mayor needs as much warning as possible.

DESIGNER
What would happen if the witches took over the world?

MARION
Well, they�d enslave all of the humans and turn them into familiars, probably black cats.

DESIGNER
Black? That is so last year.
(to HIGHWAYMAN and HOBBS)
Come on, we�ve got a sense of fashion to save.

Exit DESIGNER, HOBBS and HIGHWAYMAN

13 INT DAY JAIL
In the cells in the background are HIGHWAYMAN, HOBBS and DESIGNER.
Enter PESCROTT.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why will no one listen to me?

PESCROTT
Because it�s obvious that your insane.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why? What�s so unbelievable about my story?

PESCROTT
Witches trying to take over this village in order to gain enough power to attack the rest of the world? You could have said something a little bit more believable.

HOBBS
So what are you going to do with us?

PESCROTT
I�ve decided to have you executed.

HIGHWAYMAN
For what?

PESCROTT
What ever you decided to confess to.

Enter CARDINAL


CARDINAL
Hello boys!

HIGHWAYMAN
Shit.

14 INT. DAY INTERROGATION ROOM
The HIGHWAYMAN and CARDINAL are sitting at opposite ends of the table. The shot is a close-up of the two men's faces. CARDINAL is struggling with something that we can�t see on the desk, HIGHWAYMAN doesn't seem bothered.
We hear a POP and the CARDINAL's right hand comes into the shot. In his hand is a pair of pliers. In the pliers is a fingernail. CARDINAL looks pleased with himself, HIGHWAYMAN doesn't seem bothered. CARDINAL notices HIGHWAYMAN's reaction.
 
CARDINAL
(completely miffed)
Why aren't you in pain? Why aren't you pleading for mercy? Why didn't that hurt?
 
HIGHWAYMAN
 Firstly, because I'm protected by the White Witches, and secondly, that's not my fingernail.
 
The camera moves down. We see CARDINAL's finger covered in blood. CARDINAL screams. HIGHWAYMAN gets up and runs out of the room. He runs back in and pokes CARDINAL in the eye.
Exit HIGHWAYMAN.

15 INT DAY JAIL
HOBBS and DESIGNER are in the cells.

DESIGNER
What do you think they�ll do to us?

HOBBS
They�ll probably torture us until we till them what they want to hear.


DESIGNER
What will you do?

HOBBS
I�ll do what any real man would do in a situation like this: crack under the pressure and blame it all on the WitchFinder.

Enter HIGHWAYMAN.

DESIGNER
You�re alive!


HIGHWAYMAN
(sarcastically)
Really?

HOBBS
How did you escape?

HIGHWAYMAN
Skill, cunning, strength-

HOBBS
You mean your wife protected you.

The HIGHWAYMAN ignores HOBBS� comment and takes the keys of the wall and unlocks the cell.

HIGHWAYMAN
Come on, let�s go.

HOBBS and DESIGNER leave the cell and follow the HIGHWAYMAN out of the room.

16 EXT DAY COURTYARD
The three escapees are in the courtyard of the Village Hall. They run to the main gate that leads into the village.
The HIGHWAYMAN pushes against the door. It doesn�t move.

HIGHWAYMAN
Damn! It�s locked.

DESIGNER
Perhaps they keep a spare one under the mat.

HIGHWAYMAN and HOBBS look at DESIGNER in disgust.

HIGHWAYMAN
What sodding mat?

DESIGNER
It was only a suggestion.

HOBBS
Has anyone got any better ideas?

DESIGNER
Why don�t we pick the lock?

HOBBS
With what?

DESIGNER takes a hairgrip out of his hair and holds it up.

DESIGNER
With this.

HIGHWAYMAN looks shocked.

HIGHWAYMAN
What are you doing with a hairgrip?

DESIGNER
I always keep a few handy in case of an emergency.

HIGHWAYMAN
What sort of emergency could possibly be solved by a hairgrip?

DESIGNER
In case I ever got locked inside a village courtyard with several armed soldiers running after me.

HIGHWAYMAN
Good thinking. Now get on with it.

The DESIGNER puts the hairgrip to the lock.
HOBBS turns around.

HOBBS
Hurry up, the guards are coming.

DESIGNER
We could have a problem.

The camera cuts to a shot of the lock and the hairgrip. The lock is far too big for the hairgrip.

HOBBS
What do we do now?

HIGHWAYMAN
There�s only one thing we can do, break the door down.

He steps back.

DESIGNER
Are you crazy? It�s about a foot thick. You�ll break your arm before you break the door.

HIGHWAYMAN
Got any better ideas? It�s either this or be arrested.

DESIGNER
I�d rather be arrested than be cut open on the door; red is not a fashionable colour this season.

HIGHWAYMAN
If you get arrested you�ll get executed. Think of all of the blood that�ll come out then.

DESIGNER
I suppose you�re right.

DESIGNER steps back and stands next to HIGHWAYMAN.


HIGHWAYMAN
(to HOBBS)
What about you?

HOBBS steps back and joins the others.

HIGHWAYMAN
Right, after three�1�2�3

The three of them run towards the door and bounce of it. They land on their backs. The camera cuts to a birds eye shot of the trio. They look in pain with their eyes closed.
The HIGHWAYMAN opens his eyes. He notices something in the sky.

HIGHWAYMAN
That�s it.

HOBBS
What?

HIGHWAYMAN
The wall.

DESIGNER
No, it was the door. If it were the wall it would�ve hurt a lot more.

All three of them get to their feet.

HIGHWAYMAN
No, why don�t we climb over the wall?

HOBBS
Because it�s too high.

HIGHWAYMAN
Surely we can use something to help us climb over it, like a pile of rocks.


HOBBS
There aren�t any rocks anywhere.

A pile of rocks falls from the sky and arrange themselves neatly against the wall to form some steps.

DESIGNER
That�s convenient.

HOBBS
How did you do that?

HIGHWAYMAN
Don�t you see?

HOBBS
Yes, that�s because I�ve got two eyes.

DESIGNER
It�s the white witches, they helping us. We can get anything we want.

HIGHWAYMAN
How about a couple of women?

Another rock falls from the sky on to the HIGHWAYMAN�s head.

DESIGNER
Well, perhaps not �anything�.

The HIGHWAYMAN recovers his composure and runs to the steps.

HIGHWAYMAN
Come on, let�s go.

All three climb over the wall, followed seconds later by the armed guards. As the guards climb on the steps, the rocks disappear and they fall to the ground.

17 EXT DAY FOREST
The HIGHWAYMAN, DESIGNER and HOBBS are running through the forest. They stop and rest against a tree, breathless.

DESIGNER
How many soldiers do you think are after us?

HIGHWAYMAN
Dozens, and not only soldiers.

DESIGNER
What else will be after us?

HOBBS
I�ll tell you.

HOBBS gets on his hands and knees.

HIGHWAYMAN
What are you doing?

HOBBS
An old army trick.

HOBBS lowers his ear to the floor and listens- Indian style.

HOBBS
Dogs come.

HIGHWAYMAN
You found that out just by listening to the ground?

HOBBS gets up.

HOBBS
No, sticky ear.

HOBBS wipes his ear clean.

HOBBS
We�d better get going; they�ll be here soon.

The three turn around and are about to walk.

HIGHWAYMAN
This is all we need.

A HILLBILLY comes into view with a musket. He looks like a stereotypical hillbilly.

HILLBILLY
Don�t move.

DESIGNER throws himself to the feet of the HILLBILLY.

DESIGNER
What do you want from us?

HILLBILLY
I want you to squeal like a pig for me, boy.

HIGHWAYMAN
What?

HILLBILLY
I said �I want you to squeal like a pig for me, boy�.

HIGHWAYMAN
There aren�t any pigs here. This is Wales; there are only leeks and sheep.

HILLBILLY
Okay then, baa like a sheep for me, boy.

DESIGNER begins to baa like a sheep. The HILLBILLY sits on his back.
As he does, DESIGNER turns into a real sheep and runs away, leaving the HILLBILLY on the floor.
The HILLBILLY looks at HIGHWAYMAN and HOBBS.

HILLBILLY
You aren�t going to get away that easily.

HOBBS points to the right of the HILLBILLY.

HOBBS
Look, a decoy.

The HILLBILLY looks right. As he does, HOBBS and HIGHWAYMAN run to the left.

18 EXT. DAY outside the WITCHES HUT.
HIGHWAYMAN, HOBBS and DESIGNER (now back in his human form) are heading towards the hut.

DESIGNER
What I don�t understand is why didn�t that hillbilly shoot us?

HOBBS
Perhaps you reminded him of his mother or his sister.

HIGHWAYMAN
Probably both knowing these forest types.

HOBBS
Come on, let�s get in.

19 INT WITCHES HUT
MARION is standing in the room.
Enter the trio.


MARION
Come on, we haven�t got much time.

HOBBS
Much time for what?

MARION
The black witches have discovered that you know their plan. They�re coming here to get you. So are the guards from the village.


HIGHWAYMAN
So what are we going to do?

MARION
I�ll have to send you somewhere safe.

HIGHWAYMAN
Like where?

There is a crash at the door.

MARION
You�ll find out when you get there.

MARION shuts her eyes and concentrates. The crashing at the door gets louder.
Suddenly, the HIGHWAYMAN, DESIGNER and HOBBS disappear. As they do, the door crashes open. We do not see what enters the room.

20 INT TUNNEL
The trio are falling down some sort of tunnel. They are travelling at some pace and all screaming.
The HIGHWAYMAN stops screaming and looks around.

HIGHWAYMAN
Hey!

HOBBS Stops screaming but DESIGNER continues to do so. He screams high pitched like a child.

HIGHWAYMAN
Hey!

DESIGNER continues to scream.
HIGHWAYMAN swings one his arms and hits DESIGNER.

HIGHWAYMAN
Hey!

DESIGNER looks at him.

DESIGNER
What?

HIGHWAYMAN
Firstly, why are you screaming like a girl?

DESIGNER
Because we�re falling through a tunnel at an incredible pace.

HIGHWAYMAN
That brings me on to my second point: where are we?

DESIGNER
We�re in a tunnel, falling at an incredible pace.

HOBBS
Why don�t we all calm down?

DESIGNER
Because were falling so quickly that when we reach the end of this tunnel we�ll be people pate.

HOBBS
Good point.

HOBBS and DESIGNER begin to scream.

There is a flash of light. CUT TO:

21 EXT DAY COUNTRY LANE (Present time)
The trio are under a tree. HOBBS and DESIGNER still screaming. Near the tree is a road.

HIGHWAYMAN
Will you two stop screaming, we�ve landed.

HOBBS and DESIGNER stop screaming and look around.

HOBBS
Where are we?

HIGHWAYMAN
I don�t know.

DESIGNER looks at HIGHWAYMAN

DESIGNER
I�m hungry.

HIGHWAYMAN
What do you want me to do? I haven�t got any food.

DESIGNER
Steal some.

HIGHWAYMAN
Why me?

DESIGNER
(mockingly)
Because you�re the great El Mustachio, feared throughout the land.

HIGHWAYMAN realises he must steal food or risk losing face with the others.
He picks up a stick from the ground and goes on to the road.
He stands in the middle of the road, brandishing his stick threateningly. He sees something in front of him.

HIGHWAYMAN
Stand and deliver. Your money or your life.

His �victim� comes into view. It is a car.
He is knocked over and falls to the ground, unconscious.



TO BE CONTINUED�
*****THE END*****

 

 

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