fade in:
ext. wemmickSville - morning
It's a beautiful morning.  The BIRDS are chirping LOUDLY, the FLOWERS awake in resplendent colors to welcome the dawn of a new day. Suddenly, a gentle gust of wind blows, uprooting a lone SHEET OF PAPER and carrying it in the air throughout the countryside and into the tiny town.
diSSOLVE TO:
int. eli's workshop - morning
ELI is at his workbench adroitly MEASURING and MARKING a rectangular block of wood. PUNCHINELLO is leaning out of the window trying to get a good look at something down below.  He leans out much too far. Just as he is about to fall, Lucia grabs his arm and pulls him back to safety.
elI
Be careful, Punchinello.
PUNCHINELLO
Whoaaaa!  
LUCIA
One more inch and you'd be nothing but match- sticks.
Eli looks up from his work and smiles.
PUNCHINELLO
Thanks, Lucia.
LUCIA
Why do you have your head stuck so far out the window?
PUNCHINELLO
Because I was trying to figure out why there were so many Wemmicks standing in that long line.
Lucia peeks out and takes a safe look too.
LUCIA
You're right, Punch. Looks like the whole town is lined up for something.
From their P.O.V., WE SEE, scores of Wemmicks standing in line.
PUNCHINELLO
(scared) Oh, no!  Don't tell me it's time for our annual termite inspection again. (scratches arm) I can't stand termite inspection.
LUCIA
(laughs) Don't worry,Punchinello.  Termite inspection isn't for another two months.
Eli smiles (chuckles) again.
Relieved, Punchinello wipes LARGE BEADS of sweat from his brow.
PUNCHINELLO
Whew!...(excited, speculating) Then maybe Hans, the Baker, is having a sale on sticky buns, sugar cookies, scones, (dreamily) or chocolate, chocolate truffle cake. I love chocolate, chocolate truffle cake.
Punchinello rubs his stomach.  
LUCIA
(laughs) Punchinello, you have a very hungry imagination.
A THOUGHT BUBBLE appears over Punchinello's head. He's stuffing himself with a large chocolate cake.
PUNCHINELLO
I guess I do have a hungry imagination, Lucia.  Because now, all I can think about is chocolate, chocolate truffle cake.
LUCIA
(laughs) Oh, Punch.
Punchinello leans out again just as the paper notice flies over the crowd below, circles in the air, then  finally lands smack on his face.  It completely covers it outlining the shape of his nose.
PUNCHINELLO
(muffled) Grrrr...nnnnn.
LUCIA
What is it, Punchinello?
PUNCHINELLO
(muffled) Grrrr....nnnnn.
LUCIA
Speak up, Punchinello. You sound like you have a mouth full of wood shavings.
Punchinello struggles to remove the paper stuck to his face.  He finally gets the paper OFF and READS it.
PUNCHINELLO
Green noses!  Mr. Withit is coming to town with his latest withit. 
Punchinello hands the paper to Lucia.  She quickly scans it.
LUCIA
(incredulous) What?  That's why everyone is standing in line?  To get their nose painted green?
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah.  Splibidy! 
luCIA (o.S.)
Splib-whaty?
Eli smiles again.  Punchinello and Lucia lean out for another look as THE CAMERA PANS DOWN TO:
ext. wemmickSville TOWN square - morning 
The town is BUBBLING with excitement.  Everyone is anxiously anticipating the arrival of Willie Withit. A CACOPHONY of SOUNDS permeates the air. CHILDREN LAUGHING, DOGS BARKING.  A PAPER BOY with TWO LARGE SACKS tosses FOLDED NEWSPAPERS to the crowd.
PAPER BOY
EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it!  Withit brings new withit!  Green noses coming to Wemmicksville!
Everyone is talking about the big event.
ANGLE ON
A group of HAUGHTY WEMMICK WOMEN with ELABORATELY COIFFURED HAIR engaged in a deep discussion. PENELOPE POINDEXTER, a HEAVYSET woman draped in PEARLS and a STOLE leads the conversation.
PENELOPE 
(snobbishly) Oh, Louise Lollipop, this is so exciting.  I can hardly wait. I'll simply look radiant with a green nose. 
The other women NOD in agreement. LOUISE LOLLIPOP, a THIN woman with a walking cane, looks over her handheld eyeglasses.
penELOPE (cont'd)
It will perfectly match my superlative green eyes. I think this calls for a cup of green tea.
The two haughty women move off and WADDLE down the street arm-in-arm.  The other haughty women follow.
ANGLE ON
A JUGGLER on a UNICYCLE rides by, as he skillfully maneuvers through the crowd juggling several balls in the air, never missing a beat.
ANGLE ON
A LITTLE GIRL with a DOLL.  She jumps up and down, holding her MOTHER'S HAND.
LITTLE GIRL
Mommy.  Mommy.  Can my dolly get her nose painted green too?
MOTHER
Of course she can, sweetheart.  We wouldn't want your dolly not to be withit.
LITTLE GIRL
(sing song)  I'm getting a green nose.  I'm getting a green nose...
 
angle on
TUCK, an unscrupulously opportunistic gent with a COCKNEY accent, perched in the BELFRY.  He's accompanied by his equally unscrupulous cohort, NIP, a runt of a man with an IRISH lilt. 
TUCK
It won't be long now, mate.  Yes, once Willie Withit arrives, everyone will be so caught up in all the excitement, there's no telling what kind of mischief we can get into.
NIP
I just wish he'd hurry up and get here.  I do fancy me self with a green nose. A touch of me homeland. Can you see anything yet, Tuck?
TUCK looks through a LONG SCOPE.  From his P.O.V, WE CAN SEE he's trying to focus on an IMAGE that is not quite clear. 
TUCK
Hold on, mate.  I think I'm getting a glimpse of something. Yeah!
ANGLE ON
The whole town CLAMORING ON. Over the DIN, we HEAR the FAINT SOUNDS of a CALLIOPE.  The sounds gradually grow LOUDER and LOUDER. Everyone SUDDENLY stops talking.  A HUSH goes over the crowd.  Their HEADS WHIP in the direction of the commotion. 
ANGLE ON
TUCK's P.O.V. through the scope.  It now comes into FOCUS.  We can now see a fabulous MECHANICAL WAGON.
TUCK (cont'd)
It's coming!  It's coming, mates!  Willie Withit's Wagon is almost here.
Nip and Tuck hug each other and excitedly jump up and down.  When they realize they're hugging, they immediately stop.  Nip then RINGS the BELL.  The SOUND is DEAFENING. Tuck's HEAD VIBRATES from the noise.
nip
Willy Withit's almost here!
TUCK
How many times do I have to tell you not to ring the blasted bell?
NIP
Sorry, Tuck.
ANGLE ON 
THE CROWD.  THE MAYOR, a goofy, impressionable little man with a SPITTING LISP, and THE MAYOR'S WIFE, a rude, self-absorbed woman with a bad attitude, make their way through the crowd toward the platform.
MAYOR
Oh, goody, goody. It won't be long now, my poopsykins.
THE MAYOR'S WIFE
Then can't you do something about all these little people everywhere.  One of them actually touched me.
MAYOR
(mousy) Yes, dear.
The Mayor and the Mayor's wife step up onto a platform.  The Mayor takes an EXTREMELY LARGE MICROPHONE and addresses the crowd.
MAYOR (cont'd)
Hello. Hello! 
(taps microphone) Is this thing on?
SFX: SQUEALING MICROPHONE FEEDBACK.
MAYOR (cont'd)
My fellow Wemmicks.  In a matter of moments, Wemmicksville will be the recipient of Willie Withit's latest withit...green noses. So without further ado, I officially declare today...
SFX: TRUMPETS BLARE
The Mayor's SYCOPHANT AIDE hands him a LARGE SCROLL. The Mayor UNFURLS the scroll. It appears to be endless.
MAYOR (cont'd)
(reads scroll) GREEN NOSE DAY! (pointing) See..It says so right here on this proclamation; so it must be true. 
The CROWD goes wild! 
The Mayor's wife snatches the microphone and abruptly shoves the Mayor out of the way. 
THE MAYOR'S WIFE
Stop babbling. 
MAYOR
Sorry, dear.
THE MAYOR'S WIFE
And anyone worth his Wemmick weight shall have a green nose.
The CROWD cheers!
MAYOR
I think this calls for a song.
ON CUE:  A BAND starts playing, and the CROWD burst into song.  A musical number ensues ala THE MUSIC MANS' "THE WELLS FARGO WAGON IS A COMING."
WEMMICKS
You all know what it means, my friends, when Willy Withit's here, it's something bold and something new that's in the atmosphere. So gather 'round, and lift your voices high in happy song. And welcome Willy Withit with a Wemmick sing-along. 
all
We welcome Willy Withit with a Wemmick sing-along!                                Chorus:                                   Here comes Willy! Willy, Willy-nilly. Willy's walking into - Wemmicks town. Here comes Willy, Willy Pick-a-dilly! Willy's never gonna - let you own. 
nip
Old wily Willy's back in town; it's fun we'll have for sure. 
tuCK
I'm lookin' forward to it, lad, he ain't no amateur. 
niP
I hear he'll paint your nose up green, now that's a lovely hue!
tuCK
Let's join the pretty party, mate, 
nip & Tuck
And see what we can do!
aLL
Let's make a pretty party, folks, and fun for me and you!     

Chorus. 
maYOR'S WIFE
I'm so excited, mercy me. My heart is pounding so. Imagine how my lovely nose will radiatae and glow? What shades of green will Willy have? Perhaps a lovely jade. When Willy Withit wields the brush, my nose will never fade!
alL
When Willy Withit wields the brush her nose will never fade!                   

Chorus
hanS THE BAKER
I luff zu bake dese yummy tings dat Yemmicks luff zu eat! I luff zu bake black forest cake, dat's ooh, zoh nice and sweet. Und now Herr Villy's come zu town dat's yust zoh peachy-keen, Like Villy's noses I vill make mein apfel strudel green!
alL
Like Willy's noses Hans will make his apple strudel green!                

Chorus. 
molly
Today is such a special day for Dolly and for me. Today we get our noses painted green, jus' wait and see. And someday soon when I grow up and get myself a car. I'll go to live in Hollywood and be a movie star!  
alL
She'll go to live in Hollywood and be a movie star!                                                                         

Chorus. 
The crowd continues singing and dancing throughout the streets. 
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS BACK UP TO ELI'S WORKSHOP.
INT. Eli's workshop - morning
Punchinello and Lucia are still looking out the window.
PUNCHINELLO
Look at them all having so much fun, Lucia -- Singing and dancing. Everyone's so excited about getting their nose painted green. 
LUCIA
I don't get it. Why would anyone want to paint their nose green?
Eli looks up from his work.
ELI
Because everyone else is.
Eli picks up a perfectly square block of wood. He closely examines it, then picks up his HAMMER and CHISEL and starts CARVING.  Punchinello crosses to Eli's workbench and looks up at him.
PUNCHINELLO
What do you mean, Eli?
ELI
Everyone wants to look like everyone else, Punchinello.  Sometimes it's square hats. Sometimes it's tall shoes.  Why, last year the big thing was yellow ears.  And now it's green noses.  Everyone wants a green nose. 
Eli continues carving.  Punchinello climbs up on the workbench next to Eli.
PUNCHINELLO
Will having a green nose make them smarter? 
ELI
(shakes head) No.
PUNCHINELLO
Then will it make them stronger?
ELI
No. 
PUNCHINELLO
Will it make them faster?
ELI
No.
PUNCHINELLO
(scratches head) Then what will a green nose make them, Eli? 
Eli puts down his hammer and chisel, then pats Punchinello gently on the head and smiles...
ELI
Greener.
Eli then crosses to the window and sadly looks out.
LUCIA
What's the matter, Eli?
A beat...
ELI
They think they'll be happier if they look like everyone else. But I made them different on purpose...
Eli crosses to a shelf of half-painted puppets and points to a variety of different puppet features. Punch and Lucia follow.
ELI (cont'd)
Freckles, long noses, short noses, bright eyes, dark eyes.  These were my ideas. (wistful) Now they all want to look the same.
LUCIA
Not me, Eli. I'm happy just the way you made me. 
PUNCHINELLO
Me too.  I don't need a green nose to make me feel special.
Eli is pleased.  He smiles to himself and returns to his workbench.  Punchinello crosses to the window and looks out again.  Lucia follows.
PUNCHINELLO (cont'd)
But I have to admit. I would love to see how a green nose looks up close. (to Lucia) Wanna go?
LUCIA
Okay. I've never seen a green nose up close either. Good-bye, Eli.
Eli looks up from his workbench and waves good-bye.
ELI
Good-bye. And just remember, I made you different on purpose.
PUNCHINELLO
I won't forget, Eli.  I promise.
Eli smiles and continues carving another new and unique face.  
EXT. Eli's workshop
Punchinello and Lucia bound out the door. 
dISSOLVE TO:
EXT. WEMMICKSVILLE town square - later
An ornate MECHANICAL WAGON with ELABORATE GOLD LEAFING, COLORFUL CARVINGS and PULLEY GEAR SLOWLY makes its way down the street.  The calliope BELCHES STEAM, as it maneuvers through the sea of excited Wemmicks.  The crowd parts to let the wagon through.  The wagon finally comes to a LOUD, GRINDING HALT.  A LARGE BANNER POPS OUT.  IT READS: WILLIE WITHIT'S WITHIT WAGON.
We then see:  WILLY WITHIT as he emerges on a MOTORIZED PLATFORM holding a BULLHORN. He's the quintessential salesman who could sell you your own shoes. A wiry man with a MELLIFLUOUS VOICE and a BIG SMILE.  He's clad in a TALL HAT, and a GREEN BOW TIE to match his GREEN NOSE. WILLY straps a REMOVABLE GREEN NOSE onto his face.
WILLY WITHIT
Hear the call!  Come one, come all, don't be left behind, a green nose for you all!  
The crowd of Wemmicks storms the wagon and ad-libs, "Pick me. Pick me. I'm next."  Willy Withit then presses a button, and the wagon MAGICALLY transforms into a MINI STAGE, complete with a BARBER SHOP CHAIR and a SHIMMERING, LARGE, GREEN NOSE.
WILLY WITHIT (cont'd)
Yes, folks, Willie Withit warranties...guarantees...green noses are the most fab-u-rific new thing of all time!  And you're just not withit, without it!
The CROWD begins to chant, "GREEN NOSE, GREEN NOSE."
WILLY WITHIT (cont'd)
And why are green noses the most stu-pen-derific new thing?
The enraptured crowd looks on anxiously with their MOUTHS AGAPE.  
WILLY WITHIT (cont'd)
Because they're so?...(points, prompting the crowd)
old man
WITHIT!
WILLY WITHIT
That's right.  So who will be the first to get their nose painted green?
The Mayor and his wife step up to the stage.
MAYOR
Well, my good man, as Mayor I shall be first to do the honors.
The Mayor's Wife LOUDLY CLEARS her throat.
							MAYOR (cont'd)
(covering) That is, after my lovely wife has had her nose painted.
wilLY WITHIT
Step right up!
The Mayor's wife sits in the barber's chair.  Willy drapes a sheet around her, then presses a LARGE GREEN BUTTON. A MECHANICAL HAND emerges and paints her nose green.  She then stands up with her nose tilted high in the air. Willy Withit hands her a mirror.
WILLY WITHIT (cont'd)
A vision of loveliness.
With her nose held high, the Mayor's wife studies herself in the mirror, and she is pleased.
MAYOR'S WIFE
My! I had my suspicions, but now there's no doubt. I simply am the most beautiful Wemmick in all of Wemmicksville. 
The Mayor giddily jumps up and down.
MAYOR
Ooh!  Ooh!   Do me next.  I just have to have a green nose.
The Mayor sits in the barber's chair and the mechanical hand paints his nose green too.  He checks himself in the mirror. WITHIT assists the Mayor out of the chair.  Then ala DRILL SERGEANT.
WITHIT
Dear sir, do the green nose justice...Stand up straight (bops in the belly)...pull that gut in (yanks his head back)...and proudly (gently pushes Mayor's nose up)...elevate that snout.
MAYOR
Hey!  Not bad...Green noses for everyone!
The crowd of Wemmicks rushes to the stage, and one by one they get their noses painted and AWKWARDLY walk amongst each other, with their noses held high.
dISSOLVE TO:
ext. WEMMICKSVILLE town square - later
Punchinello and Lucia enter the town to find utter CHAOS. The Wemmick people are all parading around with  their GREEN NOSES snobbishly pointed high in the air. They are continuously bumping into each other, into buildings, falling in mud puddles, tripping over sleeping dogs with green noses, and over curbs--everyone careening around like balls in a pinball machine.  
ANGLE ON 
Punchinello looks around staring at everyone in complete awe.
PUNCHINELLO
(excited) Wow, Lucia, look at all the green noses.  Doesn't everyone look cool?
LUCIA
If you ask me, Punchinello, I think they look rather ridiculous. Look at them.  They're falling all over each other.
WEMMICKS
Ooh!  Ouch! Excuse me.  Hey that's my foot.  Pardon me.  Oooh, that hurt! Hey, watch where you're going, pal.
The juggler on the unicycle is now clumsily trying to ride his unicycle and juggle the balls, but his nose is held so high he drops every one.  Nip and Tuck round the corner on a tandem bicycle. Nip is on the front seat, riding with is nose in the air. Nip swerves out of the path of the juggler and goes crashing into a wall, throwing them both off the bike.  
TUCK
What's the matter with you, Nip,  driving us into a bloomin' wall?
NIP
Sorry, Tuck, but it's hard to ride a bike with my nose so far up in the air.
EXT. BAKERY
A green-nose TEENAGE WEMMICK on a SCOOTER bumps into HANS, THE BAKER, with a LARGE HANDLEBAR MOUSTACHE, trying to carry a VERY LARGE CHOCOLATE, CHOCOLATE TRUFFLE CAKE.  He's having a difficult time carrying it with his nose tilted so high as well.  As the teenager whizzes by...
HANS THE BAKER
(perfect German) Ach Du liebe Guete!  (TRANSLATION: OH! MY GOD!) (English)Whippersnapper!
Hans SPINS around several times like a SPINNING TOP, the cake flies high into the air.  When it finally comes down, it lands on top of Punchinello, who is now COVERED IN CHOCOLATE from head to toe.  Punchinello licks the chocolate off his face and hands.
TEENAGER
Sorry, mister.  
PUNCHINELLO
(eats cake) Chocolate, chocolate truffle cake.  My favorite.
Lucia helps a cake-covered Punch to his feet.
LUCIA
Are you okay, Punchinello?  You're a mess.
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah, I'm okay. (still licking his chops) Hey, Lucia, look at those green nosed acrobats.
WEMMICKS observe the ACROBATS doing balancing acts with their GREEN NOSES.
WEMMICK ONE
Aren't they cool?
WEMMICK TWO
Aren't they neat?
WEMMICK THREE

A green nose makes a Wemmick so complete. 
WEMMICKS (TOGETHER)
Yay, Wemmicks!  Yay, Wemmicks!
The Mayor and his wife come rushing down the street through the crowd, pushing everyone out of their way.  
MAYOR
Make way, make way. We have a terrible emergency!
The Mayor's Wife makes her way through the crowd covering her nose with both hands.
THE MAYOR'S WIFE
I chipped some paint off my nose when I bumped into a tree.  Now the real me is showing.
Lucia helps a wet, but a now cake-free Punchinello out of the fountain.
maYOR (o.S.)
It's horrible. Just horrible. 
LUCIA
(shakes head) All this fuss over a green nose.
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah, you'll never catch me with a green nose.
OFF CAMERA: 
TWIGGY (O.C.)
Aw, Punch, I was hoping you'd get one.
Punchinello turns around and sees TWIGGY, a beautiful wide-eye Wemmick girl with a sweet smile and a green nose.  Punchinello's ears immediately turn RED.  He reaches up and covers them.
PUNCHINELLO
Twiggy?
TWIGGY
Why don't you paint your nose green, Punch?  I painted mine. 
PUNCHINELLO
Oh, I don't think so, Twiggy.  I'm happy just the way I am.
TWIGGY
Come on, Punch.  Everyone else is getting theirs painted... Besides,`you'd look good in green. Yours is so cute.
Twiggy lightly touches the tip of Punch's nose.  Punch lets out an uncontrolled, nervous, goofy laugh.
PUNCHINELLO
It is?
Twiggy turns and walks off.
TWIGGY
(waving) Bye-bye, Punch.  See you around.
PUNCHINELLO
(giddy)  Bye, Twiggy.
Punchinello removes one hand from his ears and looks at his reflection in a store window.  Lucia grabs his hand and pulls him away from the window.
LUCIA
(annoyed) Come on, Punchinello.  Let's go.
Lucia drags Punchinello away from the window and down the street, maneuvering through all the colliding Wemmicks.
EXT. PUNCHINELLO'S - HOUSE - LATER
Lucia walks Punchinello to his gate.
PUNCHINELLO
That was pretty exciting, huh, Lucia?
LUCIA
I guess. Bye, Punchinello.
PUNCHINELLO
Bye, Lucia.  See you tomorrow.
Lucia makes her way down the road.  Punchinello exits to his house.
INT. PUNCHINELLO'S - HOUSE - LATER
Punchinello sinks down in his chair and sits pensively for a bit, with his feet up, resting the side of his head against his propped-up hand.  
FLASHBACK
Punchinello ponders Twiggy's words.
TWIGGY
Why don't you paint your nose, Punch.  I painted mine. Everyone else is painting theirs.  Besides, you'd really look good in green.
Twiggy reaches up and touches his nose with her finger.
TWIGGY (cont'd)
Yours is so cute.
END FLASHBACK.
Punch rises from his chair and picks up a mirror from a table and studies his face.
PUNCHINELLO
Gee, I've never noticed it before. But my nose does look kind of pale.
OFF, Punchinello's serious expression, we:
																		DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. WEMMICKSVILLE - NEXT morning
The day awakens.  A COCK CROWS LOUDLY.  FLOWERS reach for the dawn.  BEES BUZZING.  A BIRD flies through the streets of Wemmicksville and adds a twig to the nest it's building in the tree by Punchinello's porch.  Punchinello opens his front door and heads down the road with his FISHING POLE slung over his shoulder.
EXT. POND - MORNING
Punch approaches the pond and greets his pals, WOODY, AFRICAN AMERICAN wearing a baseball cap, and SPLINT, LATIN sans an accent.
PUNCHINELLO
(waves) Hi, guys.
SPLINT
Hey, Punchy.
WOODY
What's up, Punch?
A JAR filled with WORMS is resting beside Woody and Splint. A WORM interacts with the conversation between the guys, snaking his head back and forth between the boys -- LISTENING attentively.  Punch sits looking down at a ROCK and examines it with his finger.
PUNCHINELLO
(softly) You know something, guys.  I've been thinking about getting a green nose myself.
WOODY
Are you serious, Punch?  You're really thinking about it?
PUNCHINELLO
Sort of.
WOODY
I don't know.  They say the paint stings your nose.
SPLINT
And it stinks.
WOODY
Yeah, the brush could get in your eyes too.  I bet that would hurt.
SPLINT
And the paint only comes off with sandpaper.
Punch makes a face.
WOODY
I don't know, Punch.  Maybe it's not such a good idea after all.
THE WORM SNAKES HIS HEAD, "NO."  
In the DISTANCE the sound of MUSIC is heard.  Punchinello squints his eyes and looks in the direction of the music.
PUNCHINELLO
(fingers to lips) Shhh.  Do you guys hear that?
The boys listen intently for a beat.
WOODY
Yeah, I hear it.
SPLINT
What do you suppose it is?
PUNCHINELLO
I don't know.  Let's go see.
WOODY
I'm right behind you, Punch.
SPLINT
Me too.
The boys head for the town square.
EXT. WemmickSville town square
The Mayor is standing on the speaker platform with his freshly painted wife, joined by Willy Withit.  MUSIC plays as the Mayor delivers his speech.
MAYOR
Welcome, one and all, to the first meeting of the Nosey Wemmicks Club.  Your glorious glistening green noses set you apart as Withit Wemmicks.
The crowd TITTERS appreciatively.  Some touch their noses in response.  The Mayor then burst into song.
old man
We owe it all to you, Willy Withit. The pioneer of the painted snout. Let's hear it for Willy 
Withit. 
The Mayor displays a goofy smile.  The crowd CHEERS LOUDLY and joins in the number.
A BARBER SHOP QUARTET sings a cappella.
BARBER SHOP QUARTET
We are classy we are keen, with our noses painted green, to splendor that is wondrous to the eye. Though our necks have chronic pain and we can drown in heavy rain, we proudly hold our noses high to the sky. We were sad, we were plain, our lives were so mundane, then Willy Withit showed us what to do. The beauty he imposes on our big green noses...Willy we owe it all to you!

The Mayor hangs a MEDAL around Willy Withit's neck.
MAYOR
You have changed the face of Wemmicksville.  We salute your brilliance.  Without you we'd all look like...like...
The Mayor searches his brain for just the right word, then spies Punch, Woody and Splint standing in the crowd. He points his finger in their direction, then laughs scornfully...
MAYOR (cont'd)
Them!
TUCK
(pointing)  Get a gander at those blokes with the plain noses.
The crowd of Wemmicks GASPS LOUDLY. 
THE MAYOR'S WIFE
Look at them!  They're a disgrace to all of Wemmicksville!
The Wemmicks then burst into LOUD RAUCOUS LAUGHTER.  They ad-lib more disapproval.  Punch and his friends lower their heads and shamefully cover their noses.
MAYOR
Let's hear it for Willy Withit!  The Wemmick who discovered the cure for the common nose.
As the crowd cheers "WILLY! WILLY! WILLY!", Punch and his friends look at each other, then SLOWLY walk toward Willy Withit's fabulous wagon.  ON THEIR TREPIDATION, WE:
dISSOLVE TO:
ext. town square -  later
Punch, Woody and Splint are now strutting about, sporting shiny green noses.  They are still trying to get the walk down.
SPLINT
(holding head high) Hey Punchinello, am I doing all right?
Punch doesn't look.  He's concentrating on his walk.
PUNCHINELLO
I can't see you, Splint.  If I turn to look, my nose won't be in the air.
Woody, trying to keep his balance...
WOODY
Whew! This is tough work. Not only is your nose painted green, but you have to walk weird too.
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah, but doesn't it feel great to be withit?  
We see the three boys comically struggling to look withit, coolly strutting down the street.
A MONTAGE begins as we cover the new life for the boys with their Green noses.
INT. NOSE-A-CURIST shop
The boys are leaning back comfortably in chairs getting their noses polished.
ext. WEMMICKSVILLE NOSE and MUFFLER SHOP- morning -day
a sign reads: the finest in nose APPAREL. BUY ONE GET ONE FREE. 
The boys emerge wearing GREEN nose gloves and mufflers.   They are all carrying SHOPPING BAGS.
EXT. WEMMICKSVILLE - COUNTRYSIDE
The boys are happily walking along with NOSE UMBRELLAS secured to their GREEN noses.
EXT. pond
The boys are huddled together reading Willy Withit's WINNER BY A NOSE.  
puNCHINELLO
Uh. Yeah. I'm ready. 
The gang turns the page. 
END MONTAGE
Ext. ponD
A BOY WEMMICK passes by with an unpainted nose.  
WOODY
(pointing) Hey, guys. Check out that kid with his plain nose.
The boys laugh and point at him, then turn their noses up at him even higher.  The boy lowers his head in shame and sadly walks off.
SPLINT
Can you believe he would come out in public looking like that?  
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah, anyone without a green nose is so...
Unbeknownst to Punch, Lucia is standing behind him with her unpainted nose.
LUCIA
(annoyed) So what, Punchinello?
Punchinello turns around and is shocked to see Lucia standing behind him with her hands place firmly on her hips. Punchinello's ears immediately turn red.  
PUNCHINELLO
Lucia!  I haven't seen you in a while.
LUCIA
You haven't seen anyone in a long time.  Except for yourself.
The boys are vainly admiring their reflections in the pond. 
PUNCHINELLO
But... But...
		Punchinello is at a loss for words, when...
WOODY
(pointing)
Hey, everybody. Check that out.
The other three turn their heads in the direction of Woody's finger.  Standing at the corner of the road is a Wemmick with a RED nose.
SPLINT
(laughs)  He needs to get withit.
WOODY
(laughs)  Yeah, he is so...not withit.
PUNCHINELLO
(laughs)What kind of Wemmick would be caught wearing a RED nose.
They turn and see another red-nosed Wemmick.  Then a third and fourth.  The boys look at each other with concern, then take off running toward town.  Lucia follows.
EXT. Town square - moments later
Out of breath the boys enter the town square and are immediately surrounded by RED-nosed Wemmicks.  The line to Willy Withit's wagon is full of GREEN noses waiting anxiously to get painted RED.
WILLY WITHIT
Step right up! Step right up! Green noses are out and RED noses are in!
Punchinello moves closer to the stage.
PUNCHINELLO
But we just had our noses painted green!
WILLY WITHIT
No problem.  Our red will cover the green.  Step right up and get in style!
Punch, Woody, and Splint look at each other sadly.
WOODY
We thought we were in style.  
The three boys take a deep breath and sigh.  They get back into the line to have their noses painted red.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. ponD
Punch, Woody, and Splint are sitting by the pond, now all with red noses.  Punch is reading BE THE LEADER OF THE PACK WITH A RED NOSE written by RUDOLPH R. REINDEER.  Punch looks up from his book.
puNCHINELLO
Yeah. Alright. 
The gang turns the page. 
PUNCHINELLO (cont'd)
Oh, no!  You guys aren't going to believe this.
Splint and Woody are facing the opposite direction.
SPLINT
What?
Woody and Splint WHIP their heads around and see a Wemmick with a purple nose.
WOODY
Oh, No!
SPLINT
This is ridiculous!
PUNCHINELLO
What next?  PINK noses?
We then see Wemmicks with their noses cross-fading from PURPLE to PINK, then a MONTAGE from PINK TO ORANGE TO BLUE.  From their P.O.V. everything is SPINNING extremely fast.  They try to keep up with the action but become dizzy from watching.																				
dISSOLVE TO:
EXT. WEMMICKSVILLE Town square 
The three boys are sitting in the middle of the town square.  THE CAMERA CIRCLES the exhausted trio to reveal they now all have blue noses.
PUNCHINELLO
(weary) This has got to be the final color.
The boys then hear Wemmicks walking behind them.
WOODY
Should we look?
SPLINT
I'd rather not.
PUNCHINELLO
You look, Woody. I just can't.
woODY
It's the baker and the flower lady. And they all have yellow noses. 
All three turn at once to look, and they are visibly shocked to see Hans, the Baker, walking by carrying a basket of freshly baked bread, and FLORENCE the FLOWER LADY pushing her flower cart. Both now have YELLOW noses.  
puNCHINELLO
You know. I didn't even smell the baker coming. I used to smell his bread two blocks away. 
spLINT
Yeah. I can't smell the flowers anymore!
HANS, THE BAKER
You know you're right. With my nose so covered up in paint, I can't smell a thing. 
Bob and Florence move off.  The boys look at each other for a beat, then...
puNCHINELLO
That's it. I'm tired of this. I should have listened to Eli. 
WOODY
Do you think he'd help us?
LUCIA (O.C.)
Why don't you ask him?
All three quickly turn around to the sound of a familiar voice.
PUNCHINELLO
Lucia!
LUCIA
He asks about you every day, Punchinello.
PUNCHINELLO
Is he angry with me?
Punchinello looks toward Eli's workshop on the hill.
LUCIA
Of course not. He's always glad to see you. 
PUNCHINELLO
Can I take my friends too?
LUCIA
Sure.
PUNCHINELLO
Will you go with us, Lucia?
LUCIA
Absolutely.
The four friends slowly walk up the hill to Eli's workshop.  As they approach the workshop Eli steps out of the door and walks toward the group to greet them.  One by one he examines their noses with an amused look on his face.
ELI
Been trying to fit in, eh?
Punchinello nods.
ELI (cont'd)
Well, did you succeed?
Punchinello shakes his head.
PUNCHINELLO
No.  Every time we thought we were withit, someone changed the rules.
ELI
That's the way it usually is.
WOODY
(rubs neck)  Yeah, and my neck is pretty sore from sticking my nose in the air.
ELI
You weren't really built to walk that way.
SPLINT
We just want to be ourselves again.
ELI
(smiling) I'm very glad to hear that.
PUNCHINELLO
Can we?
ELI
Of course you can.  I'll always help you to be the way you were meant to be... The way I made you. 
The gang follows Eli into his workshop.  Eli crosses to his workbench and retrieves some sandpaper, then turns to them.
ELI (cont'd)
This might take some time. (smiles) And it'll probably sting just a little.
Eli picks up Punchinello, then sits him on his workbench and begins gently sanding his nose.
eLI (cont'd)
Now let's see here. Ah. Here we go.
dISSOLVE TO:
EXT. ELi's workshop - HOURS LATER
The day has come to an end. The SHADOWS are long and the sun is almost setting.  The four friends emerge from Eli's workshop.  WE SEE, the three boys once again have normal noses.  In the DISTANCE, just over the hill, WE SEE, Willy Withit's Wagon leaving Wemmicksville. 
LUCIA
Looks like Willy Withit's leaving town.
SPLINT
Good.
WOODY
Yeah, what a relief.
CLOSE ON Punchinello rubbing his nose.
PUNCHINELLO
Yeah.  I'll never try to be withit again.  I just want to be the way Eli made me.  
Woody pauses and looks at the sunset.
WOODY
Me too.  
Looking in the same direction.
SPLINT
Me three.
puNCHINELLO
Splibidy!
Eli looks out the workshop window, smiling and nodding, pleased with his creations.
ELI
(to himself) Amen.
The four friends merrily walk into the setting sun, arm in arm, laughing.  Woody SNIFFS the air and inhales deeply.  
WOODY
Something sure smells good.
LUCIA
(sniffs)  It sure does.
PUNCHINELLO
(sniffs, dreamily)  It's chocolate, chocolate, truffle cake.  I love chocolate, chocolate truffle cake.
WOODY
Me too.
SPLINT
Me three.
PUNCHINELLO
Last one to town is a green nose. Woo hoo!
The four friends take off running toward town.  Lucia begins to CHUCKLE, then LAUGHS UPROARIOUSLY.  After a beat, the boys begin to CHUCKLE, then burst into full-blown LAUGHTER.
As the friends continue happily down the road, a GENTLE BREEZE flicks up a few loose LEAVES, and a flock of BIRDS flies over them in the same direction they are headed.  
fADE TO BLACK.
THE END
Credits Song: "I'm Beautiful" by Joel Hanson
V1
When I look at myself I can always find something
I wish I could change, hide or cover up
But when you look at me you don't see what I see
Just the wonderful face of someone you love
Chorus
Help me to see that I'm beautiful too
Nothing I can do can make me more lovable
Help me believe that just being me
Is all I need to be because I'm beautiful
V2
I try to fit in but it never works out
Pretending to e somebody else
Is it really okay not to follow the crowd
Will others like me if I just like myself
Chorus
Bridge
Just the way you've made m
I'm wonderful just the way I am
Chorus
Help me to see that I'm beautiful too
Nothing I can do can make me more lovable
Help me believe that just being me
Is all I need to be because I'm beautiful
I can just be me because I'm beautiful