Emma, Part I

EXT. CAPITOL BUILDING. MORNING. 1933.

CHILD EMMA(a nine year old girl with coffee brown hair, golden brown eyes, pale skin and a thin physique) stands with her father, FREDERIK (a man with dark brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, and a medium build) as a crowd gathers by a capitol building. Frederik chats with some people nearby, so Child Emma looks around for her friends. She spots CHILD HADON (a nine year old boy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall stature) and waves to him. Child Hadon waves back enthusiastically. She looks around more and sees CHILD BELINDA (a nine year old girl with dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and a medium build). Child Belinda waves to her, and she waves back. As a man announces the speaker, Child Emma feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around to see CHILD NICKLAUS (a nine year old boy with brown hair, dark brown eyes, pale skin, and an athletic build). They both get excited and give each other a hug. Frederik shushes them, and they both obey. Child Emma pays attention to the speaker, who emerges from the balcony. The speaker is HITLER. He salutes the crowd, and everyone salutes back.

 

INT. KITCHEN. MORNING.

EST-a small, rustic kitchen. Everything is cramped and appears to constantly break down. A small table rests at the end of the kitchen where Frederik, Child Emma, and MARTHE (a woman with blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a fairly fit physique) eat breakfast. Frederik reads the newspaper as Marthe serves her family with a sigh.

CHILD EMMA:

What’s wrong, mother?

MARTHE:

I wish I didn’t have to serve my

family the same thing every day

for breakfast.

FREDERIK:

It’s not your fault, Marthe. The

economy has been gone from bad to

worse ever since the war.

MARTHE:

I know. That’s why I am sad. It’s

not much, but many families in

Germany have even less. What are

the odds our lives will improve

when it’ll take so much work to

get others to where we are?

FREDERIK:

Darling, look at this article.

Frederik shows Marthe the front page of the newspaper with Hitler’s picture on it.

FREDERIK:

We were there for his speech. He

has a plan to create jobs. I will

find work. I promise! All I care

about is my family’s welfare.

CHILD EMMA:

He’s creepy!

FREDERIK:

He is not creepy, Emma! This is the

man who will save Germany, and don’t

you forget it!

CHILD EMMA:

Okay, I promise I won’t forget!

Frederik pats her head affectionately. Marthe smiles at this.

 

EXT. FREUNDSCHAFT STREET. AFTERNOON.

EST-a cobblestone street in a neighbor that looks poor but is brightly painted and sunny. The people look poor but content. Hadon, Belinda, and Child Nicklaus are playing outside together. Child Emma runs out to meet them, and they greet her enthusiastically.

CHILD EMMA:

What are we playing?

CHILD HADON:

We’re playing run away from the monster!

CHILD BELINDA:

Nicklaus is the monster!

CHILD EMMA:

What kind of monster are you?

CHILD NICKLAUS:

I don’t know, the one they keep talking

about; like the ones on the radio that

are going to destroy the world!

CHILD EMMA:

Oh, okay. I’m running away from you!

They resume their chasing games for a minute.

HADON’S MOTHER (O.S.)

Hadon! Supper is ready!

CHILD HADON:

‘Bye guys!

Child Hadon runs inside his house.

BELINDA’S MOM (O.S.):

Belinda! Supper!

CHILD BELINDA:

‘Bye guys!

Belinda skips inside. Child Nicklaus keeps chasing Child Emma. Emma trips, and Child Nicklaus tackles her.

CHILD NICKLAUS:

I got you!

CHILD EMMA:

Aw, rats!

NICKLAUS’S MOM (O.S.):

Nicklaus! Supper time!

CHILD NICKLAUS:

I got to go.

He gives Child Emma a big hug.

CHILD NICKLAUS:

You’re my best friend!

CHILD EMMA:

I’ll always be your best friend!

Child Nicklaus runs off. Child Emma watches him enter his house and smiles. After he is inside, she continues running around like before.

 

INT. FREDERIK AND MARTHE’S ROOM. EVENING. 1937.

Frederik sits on the edge of his bed with his head in his hand and a newspaper in the other hand. The radio is playing. TEEN EMMA (age thirteen) passes by the room and sees her father. She enters the room.

TEEN EMMA:

What’s wrong, Father?

FREDERIK:

Things have gotten a little better for

Germany, but I still haven’t found a

job. I don’t know what to do. At this

rate, we’ll lose the house!

TEEN EMMA:

You want to hear one of my stories?

FREDERIK:

You wrote another one already?

TEEN EMMA:

It’s just in my head right now.

(beat)

Once, there was a king. His realm

was in trouble, but all he really

cared about was making sure his

family stayed safe. One day, a

white hart was caught in a thorn

bush. The kind king helped the hart

out. The king noticed the hart was

starving, so he gave him his last

piece of food he owned. After the

hart finished eating, he changed

into a genie. He was so moved by

his grace that he would fix the

kingdom and save his family.

Everything worked out for him all

because of his kind heart.

Frederik smiled warmly at his daughter.

FREDERIK:

I don’t think it’ll be that easy

for me.

TEEN EMMA:

A single act of kindness can go a

long way!

Frederik hugged Teen Emma.

FREDERIK:

Maybe we can sell your stories in

Hollywood and make us millions.

They both laugh. The radio d.j. caught their attention.

RADIO D.J (O.S.):

Tomorrow at noon. Hitler promises to

make this rally his greatest ever.

I hope to see you there! Now, in

sports news…

FREDERIK:

Maybe his rally will give us some ideas.

Or at least, it will keep my mind off

of my troubles.

TEEN EMMA:

Not for me! My mind always go straight

to my stories when I get bored.

FREDERIK:

Pay attention to his speech! This man will

make history!

TEEN EMMA:

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Frederik playfully ruffles her hair, and Teen Emma laughs.

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