Oliver and Company 2 (Work In Progress)

[SimbaKovu]

Hey, guys! Tell me what you think of this first scene! Just keep in mind, somewhere down the line writing this screenplay, I may add another scene preceding this one, which would be the new opening scene, so just be on the lookout for that as this process goes on. Once again, tell me what you think! XD

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Scene 1

(Opening Song)

(Over cheery background music, the shots of New York City cut to a frontal view of the Foxworth mansion. Fade to a view of the inside staircase and we hear Winston’s voice in the background.)

Winston (off-camera and from a distance): Georgette!! Oliver!!

(Winston enters the shot to lean against the banister of the staircase and shout up it.)

Winston: Oliver!! Georgette!! Wake up!!

(Cut to a panning shot of Georgette’s darkened room, which runs over until it reaches a view of a still-sleeping Georgette. The camera resumes the panning shot, running about five feet to the right of Georgette’s bed to see a stirring, adolescent Oliver as Winston’s calls continue in the background. Oliver stands up tiredly in his bed and stretches. Afterwards, he walks over to Georgette, who is still sleeping, and nudges her. His voice is noticeably matured since the last movie.)

Oliver: Georgette, come on! You know what today is!

Georgette (now stirring, but still exhausted): Is it grooming day?

Oliver: No! Today’s the day the gang’s coming over!

Georgette (agonizingly and defiantly): Mmmmm!!!!

(She turns away from Oliver to go back to sleep. Oliver becomes very impatient and ruffles his eyebrows and begins to attempt to pull Georgette by her ear.)

Oliver (muffled) Georgette!! Come on!! Get…out…of bed!!

(With a loud grunt, Georgette props herself up in her bed and Oliver steps away.)

Georgette (turning to Oliver and stepping out of bed towards her makeup counter): First of all, ow!! Second of all, I don’t want to see those imbeciles!

(She sits down at her counter and begins applying her daily cosmetic regimen, as her conversation with Oliver continues.)

Oliver: Oh, gimme a break, Georgette! You know you miss them! We haven’t seen them in months!

Georgette (still applying her makeup): My point exactly, Ollie. The only reason I’m even being forced to see them is because apparently Fagin can’t go anywhere without those dogs, even to a business meeting. And so now, our house is going to be crawling with those idiots! (After a pause) Be a dear and pass me the mascara, Oliver?

Oliver (as he slides the canister of mascara down along the table towards Georgette): But what about Tito?

Georgette: Huh!! That little pipsqueak?! He and I have been through for over a year now!

Oliver: Oh, well, what happened?

Georgette: Let’s just say our relationship wasn’t…satisfying.

Oliver: You mean…?

Georgette (interrupting while applying the mascara): Mhm.

Oliver (beginning to turn away to head downstairs): I’m gonna go get some breakfast before that image haunts me for life.

Georgette (calling after Oliver): Oh, Ollie dear, would you be a doll and hand me the bow on my nightstand?

(Oliver sighs, turns around, goes to Georgette’s nightstand, picks up the bow in his mouth, and gives it to Georgette, who takes it from his mouth.)

Oliver: I don’t see the point in you getting all dolled up. I thought you hated them?

Georgette (tying the bow): Hate is such a strong word, Oliver. I prefer the term dislike. And to answer your question, as a six-time winner of the Westminster Dog Show, I always must look my absolute best, no matter who I see on any given day.

(Oliver shakes his head, smirks and rolls his eyes in exasperation as he once again heads for the stairs.)

Oliver: Whatever you say, Georgette.

Georgette (still facing the mirror with her back toward Oliver): You know, Oliver, you really should take some pride in your appearance as well. Who knows, it might just land you a nice girl.

(Oliver angrily turns around to face Georgette and walks back up toward her so he is directly behind her.)

Oliver: And what’s that supposed to mean? That I can’t get a girl if I wanted to? That I don’t take pride in my appearance?! I could get a girl today if I wanted to! And just because I don’t spend an hour in front of a makeup counter every morning doesn’t mean I don’t care about how I look!

(Georgette has been stoically amused throughout Oliver’s intensely angry monologue.)

Georgette (turning to Oliver and smirking): Whatever you say, Oliver.

(Oliver furrows his brows and storms back towards the stairs, then, when he reaches the head of the staircase, furiously turns around on the spot and shouts back at Georgette.)

Oliver: You’ll see!

(We cut to the image in Georgette’s mirror, which shows a smirking Georgette and an angry Oliver beginning to storm down the staircase.)

Georgette (sighing amusedly): Hmm, kids….

[SimbaKovu]

I'm not posting the next part until someone tells me what they think lol. XD

[Tiombe]

I like it very much so far! I take it that Oliver's an adult cat now?

[SimbaKovu]

He's older, in his adolescent years. haha

[Nitro]

Pardon me if I sound stupid while asking this, is this your sequel to the movie Oliver and Company?(Sorry, haven't seen the movie in so long, I can't connect the dots)

[lionkingfreak]

love it ! oliver and co is my favrite movie ever !

[Nukascar1]

I will show you... the *greatest* nightmare!