Act+II+script



ACT II: To submit the script copy and paste from wherever you write it to under the scene you're doing. Scene 1: Welcome to the Reservation - Stephen 99-112 //The journey was quite uneventful. The Blue Pacific Rocket //was just barely late to New Orleans but ended up landing at Santa Fe less than forty seconds behind schedule time. They slept the night at a hotel in Santa Fe before continuing the next day. //Lenina and Bernard talking to eachother // Lenina: But this hotel sounds simply too lovely! I almost wish we could stay here [she seemingly shouts] Bernard: There won’t be any of this in the Reservation [he warns] no scent, no hot water…. Lenina: (in an offended tone) of course I can stand going! Bernard: Progress IS lovely, but don’t come unless you really want to Lenina: I do want to Bernard: Very well then…. [It was almost a threat] //Next morning at the Warden’s office getting the permit signature // Warden: Five hundred and sixty thousand square kilometers, divided into four distinct subreservations, each surrounded by a high-tension wire fence //Lenina inconspicuously swallows half a gramme of //soma Warden (continuing on): There is no escape from the savage reservation…those who are BORN there are destined to die there. //When they finally escaped Bernard has a quick phone call to Helmholtz who informs him that the DHC was looking for someone to replace him as he got transferred to Iceland. // <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">[At this point Bernard starts singing the song to the tune of For the First Time about their recent experiences so far.] //<span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The mesa was like a ship becalmed in a strait of lion-coloured dust. // <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: Queer…very queer. I don’t like it and I don’t like that man. (pointing to Indian guide) <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard: I don’t disagree he does smell funny.. <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: (again upon seeing two more Indians): I don’t like it. How can they live like this! With dirt and rubbish…dust and flies. <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard: They must be used to it by now I suppose.. <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: But but… cleanliness is next to fordliness she insisted <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina (upon seeing an OLD savage descending a ladder): What’s the matter with him! [Terrified] <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard (trying to stay calm also): he is old that’s all <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: but the directors old and so are lots of people but they don’t look like that! <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard: that’s because we don’t allow them to be like that. We preserve them from diseases. <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: That’s terrible. We ought not to have come here [reaches in her pocket for more soma only to realize she left the bottle at the rest house] //<span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The two are left to face the horrors of Malpais reservation unaided. // <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard (continuing to make open comments on the viviparous scene): What a wonderfully intimate relationship. And what an intensity of feeling it must generate! Lenina, imagine yourself sitting there with a little baby of your own…… <span style="color: #002060; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Lenina: Bernard how can you! Let’s go away [begging him] I don’t like it!

Scene 2: Savage Ritual - Morgan 113-122 **I cut it down to 2 pages. Sorry, I didn't see the thing about the length XD ** Scene 3: Growing Up Savage/John's Childhood Flashback - Angelina 123-137(In case you need it in word too)
 * Thank you, I'm still going to need to delete some probably to fit everyone's together but that helped a lot. No prob! Oh, and if she doesn't accept "Colors of the Wind" I'll have "Our Men are Ours" in place of it.**

//<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard and John are walking around the village. // <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard: It is so hard for me to imagine, how you’ve been living here. Please explain to me everything. All your life. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">John: [takes a deep breath] Okay, as far as I can remember. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">[Breaks into a song (the Lazy Song by Bruno Mars)] <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">I hated Pope, and all the men that came to our house. I remember Linda calling people savages. I saw them whipping her for sleeping with their husbands, and all the hatred that was coming out of them for just a misunderstanding among the societies. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard: [terrified] What a horrible kind of people… <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">John: That’s what every person from the Other Place would think. That is why I was alone for most of the time, just thinking about things. My friends, who were not my real friends, made fun of me for having a mother like that. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard: [shaking his head] You never hear stories like that in the World State… <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">John: I’m sure of it. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard: Have you ever done anything unusual? <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">John: Yes. I’ve done something that no one else has. One time I stood against a rock with my arms out, like Jesus on the Cross, to know what it is like being crucified. I thought if Jesus could do it, I could. Besides, I was unhappy. <span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;">Bernard: [Laughing] Seems like a funny way to cure your unhappiness. Well, better than taking soma I guess.

Scene 4: Bernard invites John to the World State - Bianca [] 138-139 // [Bernard and John enter] //

Bernard: John, I have an important question for you

// [John nods] //

Bernard: I wonder if you’d like to come back to London with us?

John: Me? Really? Of course! Wait, Linda too?

Bernard: Wellllll… Yes, of course!

John: This is like a dream, I have wanted to all my life! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world!

Umm... Are you married to her? Like, forever, you know? <kinda random but thats how it is in the book..

Bernard: What?! Lenina? Ford no!

// Bernard and John laugh, John embarrassed //

Bernard: you are very strange sometimes.. "And, anyhow, hadn't you better wait till you actually see the new world?"

exit. Scene 5: John creeps on Lenina - Jessie 139-144 <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (to random savage people) Have you seen Lenina? Pretty girl about this tall? <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Savage People: (nod and move on) <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: Have you seen Bernard or Lenina, the new people with the nice clothes and the pills? <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">[John wanders through the Reservation and approaches Bernard and Lenina’s rest-house] <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (knocking with increasing urgency) Bernard! Lenina! You in there?! It’s me, John! <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (with increasing fear and angst): Lenina! Bernard! (like a lost boy in a grocery store) <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">[John sits on step and proceeds to cry] <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">[After a short while John stands and proceeds to snoop around the house, peering through windows] //<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John breaks a window and enters the house, proceeding to peruse through her belongings, the zippers of her shorts, her scarves, her perfumes, with utmost admiration. // <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (whispering) Lenina. Oh Lenina? (he discovers her asleep and immediately falls in love) <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (gazing lovingly at her eyes) “On the white wonder of dear Juliet’s hand, may seize <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">And steal immortal blessing from her lips, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Who, even in pure and vestal modesty, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.”

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">John: (fighting temptations, admires her zipper) **Lenina Song to the tune of Poison** //<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">A buzzing sound, like that of a fly, with increasing volume, like that of a helicopter, comes over the stage as John scurries away. // //<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Bernard exits the helicopter, on a dimlit stage, Bernard, Linda, John, and Lenina are ushered onto the helicopter and taken to the World State. //