| ISAACS | To the audience as much as to Mary and Joseph | Good evening, I'm Isaacs |
| BAILEY | How d'you do? The name's Bailey | |
| ISAACS | From your local newspaper - | |
| BAILEY | "The Daily Israeli" | |
| ISAACS | As if quoting publicity blurb | "The people's parchment ... |
| BAILEY | Taking up the quotation | with all of the news ... |
| ISAACS | for all of the people." | |
| BAILEY | Aside | That's "all of the Jews." |
| ISAACS |
We heard half a rumour and wondered if maybe ... we could make it a story? |
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| BAILEY | With shots of the baby. | |
| ISAACS |
Might make the stop-press, we could give it a spin ... |
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| BAILEY | Suggesting a headline | "Late, late arrival out at the inn." |
| ISAACS | A heading, | |
| BAILEY | A picture, with your permission, | |
| ISAACS | Suggesting alternative headline | "Mother and baby in stable condition." |
| BAILEY | Ushers Mary and Joseph to side of stage |
So let's keep it simple; just the kid in the shot. |
| ISAACS |
"The babe in the manger." They'll love it ... a lot! |
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| BAILEY | Moves to the manger to prepare for the shot | Who's a coochy-coochy-coo? |
| ISAACS | To Mary | Can you get it to smile? |
| BAILEY | Hesitates over name | Maybe... |
| ISAACS | Glancing at notepad | Mary |
| BAILEY | ... the mother, could sit with the child? | |
| ISAACS | To Mary, being helpful | Look loving, |
| BAILEY | Looking through view-finder, fiddling with camera |
Look homely ...Look down a bit |
| ISAACS |
To Mary.. then to Bailey |
To the right. Is that any better? |
| BAILEY | Yeah ... except for the light. | |
| ISAACS | Noticing Joseph | What about you? |
| BAILEY | Who? | |
| ISAACS | Joseph is mildly surprised but just as compliant as Mary. | Joseph, the dad |
| BAILEY | Stand there behind ... | |
| ISAACS | Reminding him again. | Mary! |
| BAILEY |
Look down at the lad. Now put your arm gently around your wife's shoulder. |
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| ISAACS | As Isaacs helps position Joseph, he notices the ox. |
Silent but strong - that's how you'll come over, like the ox at the back |
| BAILEY | Hey! We must have that creature! | |
| ISAACS | But it's covered in muck! | |
| BAILEY | So ... we'll make it a feature. | |
| ISAACS | Could we not clean it up? | |
| BAILEY | In disbelief | You mean, just for one shot? |
| ISAACS | I'd feel a lot happier. | |
| BAILEY | Conceding | I don't see why not. |
| ISAACS | Hey! There's even a donkey back here on the ground! | |
| BAILEY | Could you pull it in closer? | |
| ISAACS | Sarcastic | D'you want the ox to look round? |
| BAILEY | Looks better all the time ... | |
| A few tentative shepherds enter. | ||
| ISAACS | It's certainly fuller. | |
| BAILEY | What it needs now is a touch of local colour | |
| ISAACS | To the shepherds | Hey! What about you guys? |
| BAILEY | Enthusiastic | Bring the sheep, too! |
| ISAACS | Though it's getting to look a bit like a zoo. | |
| BAILEY | Directing shepherds | Crouch on the floor there. |
| ISAACS | Mind that ox-muck! Never mind. | |
| BAILEY | Resenting the interruption | Just stay kneeling right there. |
| ISAACS | Out of sight, out of mind. | |
| Things now begin to get a little out of hand as more and more people come onstage to be included in the shot. The pace gradually quickens. | ||
| BAILEY | That's everybody in ... | |
| ISAACS |
Except these three kings. The gifts and the robe, the crowns and the rings would just add some glamour ... |
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| BAILEY | With abandon | Squeeze in at the side! |
| ISAACS | A little more cautious | But could you perhaps leave the camel outside? |
| BAILEY | Hey, Isaacs! Look up! What is it? A ghost?! | |
| ISAACS | You fool! It's an angel ... and a heavenly host. | |
| BAILEY | To angel |
Excuse me, er ... sir, could you stay there and hover? A little to the right, if it's not too much bother. |
| ISAACS | Some children enter, dressed in carol-singing garb, complete with old-time lanterns, etc. | ' Course, we gotta have children ... |
| BAILEY | Singing carols ... | |
| ISAACS | Lamps bobbing ... | |
| BAILEY | Enter Santa | And Santa ... |
| ISAACS | And reindeer ... | |
| BAILEY | Assembled company all launch handfuls of "snow" into the air. | Some snow ... |
| ISAACS | And a robin. | |
| It may be possible to rig up a slightly larger-than-life plastic robin in flight - or something equally incongruous. Mary and Joseph are a little overwhelmed by it all, as are the kings and shepherds. The children are all keen to have their picture taken. Santa is ho-ho-ho-ing. General confusion. Mary and Joseph almost hidden. The manger is still forward and central. | ||
| BAILEY |
Look, I know I'm a nuisance, but it's masking the ox, Could somebody shift that dirty old box? |
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| ISAACS | Explaining ... |
Yeah, in the middle of the scene it's a bit of a danger |
| BAILEY | A fire risk! | |
| ISAACS | A hazard! | |
| BOTH | Away with the manger! | |
| Two shepherds dutifully remove the manger to the side of the stage. There is a brief pause. | ||
| BAILEY | Looking through view-finder. | Good. |
| ISAACS | To crowd, knowingly. | Relax for a second. |
| BAIL |
Be there in a while ... Now... closer together ... and, all at once ... |
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| BOTH | Smile! | |
| The camera-flash goes off. No movement. No noise. A pause. The baby cries. All heads turn to look at the manger and the child. Realisation. | ||
| - END - | ||