To the audience as much as to Mary and Joseph ISAACS |
Good evening, I'm Isaacs | |
BAILEY |
How d'you do? The name's Bailey | |
ISAACS |
From your local newspaper - | |
BAILEY |
"The Daily Israeli" | |
As if quoting publicity blurb ISAACS |
"The people's parchment ... | |
Taking up the quotation BAILEY |
with all of the news ... | |
ISAACS |
for all of the people." | |
Aside BAILEY |
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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Suggesting a headline BAILEY |
"Late, late arrival out at the inn." | |
ISAACS |
A heading, | |
BAILEY |
A picture, with your permission, | |
Suggesting alternative headline ISAACS |
"Mother and baby in stable condition." | |
Ushers Mary and Joseph to side of stage BAILEY |
So let's keep it simple; just the kid in the shot. |
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ISAACS |
"The babe in the manger." They'll love it ... a lot! |
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Moves to the manger to prepare for the shot BAILEY |
Who's a coochy-coochy-coo? | |
To Mary ISAACS |
Can you get it to smile? | |
Hesitates over name BAILEY |
Maybe... | |
Glancing at notepad ISAACS |
Mary | |
BAILEY |
... the mother, could sit with the child? | |
To Mary, being helpful ISAACS |
Look loving, | |
Looking through view-finder, fiddling with camera BAILEY |
Look homely ...Look down a bit |
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To Mary.. then to Bailey ISAACS |
To the right. Is that any better? |
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BAILEY |
Yeah ... except for the light. | |
Noticing Joseph ISAACS |
What about you? | |
BAILEY |
Who? | |
Joseph is mildly surprised but just as compliant as Mary. ISAACS |
Joseph, the dad | |
BAILEY |
Stand there behind ... | |
Reminding him again. ISAACS |
Mary! | |
BAILEY |
Look down at the lad. Now put your arm gently around your wife's shoulder. |
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As Isaacs helps position Joseph, he notices the ox. ISAACS |
Silent but strong - that's how you'll come over, like the ox at the back |
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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? | |
In disbelief BAILEY |
You mean, just for one shot? | |
ISAACS |
I'd feel a lot happier. | |
Conceding BAILEY |
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? | |
Sarcastic ISAACS |
D'you want the ox to look round? | |
BAILEY |
Looks better all the time ... | |
A few tentative shepherds enter. |
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ISAACS |
It's certainly fuller. | |
BAILEY |
What it needs now is a touch of local colour | |
To the shepherds ISAACS |
Hey! What about you guys? | |
Enthusiastic BAILEY |
Bring the sheep, too! | |
ISAACS |
Though it's getting to look a bit like a zoo. | |
Directing shepherds BAILEY |
Crouch on the floor there. | |
ISAACS |
Mind that ox-muck! Never mind. | |
Resenting the interruption BAILEY |
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. |
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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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With abandon BAILEY |
Squeeze in at the side! | |
A little more cautious ISAACS |
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. | |
To angel BAILEY |
Excuse me, er ... sir, could you stay there and hover? A little to the right, if it's not too much bother. |
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Some children enter, dressed in carol-singing garb, complete with old-time lanterns, etc. ISAACS |
' Course, we gotta have children ... | |
BAILEY |
Singing carols ... | |
ISAACS |
Lamps bobbing ... | |
Enter Santa BAILEY |
And Santa ... | |
See what you can do! ISAACS |
And reindeer ... | |
Assembled company all launch handfuls of "snow" into the air. BAILEY |
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. |
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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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Explaining ... ISAACS |
Yeah, in the middle of the scene it's a bit of a danger |
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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. |
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Looking through view-finder. BAILEY |
Good. | |
To crowd, knowingly. ISAACS |
Relax for a second. | |
BAILEY |
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. |
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