The Adventures of Rip Van Winkle

The Adventures of Rip Van Winkle

by Samuel Schatz

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ISBN-13: 9781504983983
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Publication date: 04/13/2016
Pages: 308
Product dimensions: 8.50(w) x 11.00(h) x 0.84(d)

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The Adventures of Rip Van Winkle


By Samuel K. Schatz

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2016 Samuel Schatz
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-5049-8398-3


CHAPTER 1

EXT. Dirt road in the forest. Day time


An 18 th century single horse, two wheeled buggy with a driver. The driver is well dressed. Black pants, white shirt under a blue jacket. The jacket has gold trimming and buttons.

The man in the buggy is Washington Irving. He leans out window of the buggy and yells to the driver.

WASHINGTON IRVING

I say driver. Are we getting close?

I would like to get to town before sundown.

THE DRIVER

Yes Mr. Irving we will be there with in the hour.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Good.

CUT TO:

EXT. THE BUGGY PULLING UP TO AN INN.

The driver stops the buggy, sets the break. Then climbs down from his seat. Walks and opens the door of the buggy.

THE DRIVER

Herewe are, Sir.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Yes, thank you.

Washington steps out of the buggy and starts walking toward the Inn. Before he reaches the door a man comes out and walks up to Washington.

THE INN KEEPER

Washington Irving I presume?

WASHINGTON IRVING

Yes.

THE INN KEEPER

Ah. Good we were getting worried. For the hour is late.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Worried? Why would you worry?

THE INN KEEPER

Here in Sleepy Hollow we like to be in before sun down. Old habits and all.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Ah yes. I understand and those stories are why I am here.

THE INN KEEPER

Then lets get inside.

The Inn keeper and Washington head in side and the driver and remounts the buggy and drives away.

CUT TO:

INT. FRONT DESK OF THE INN.

The Inn keeper spins the guest book around and points to were Washington needs to sign. As Washington signs he speaks.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Now I would like some one to wake me at sun rise. I would also have a horse ready after breakfast so I can go for a ride.

THE INN KEEPER

Yes Sir.

CUT TO:

EXT. HORSE STABLE. SUN RISE.

A mule skinner leading a horse out of a barn and walking toward a waiting Washington Irving.

THE MULE SKINNER

Here you go, Sir.

The man hands the reins over to Washington. Washington takes the reins and gets ready to mount.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Tell me again. What way should I go?

THE MULE SKINNER

Go that way. It is the road out of town that goes into the farm land.

Then it comes to the forest. Just one more thing Sir, please try to be back before sun down.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Yes, Yes I will be back way before then.

Washington starts riding out of town. All the towns people look at him and whisper. Washington just nods and smiles.

CUT TO:

EXT. THE EDGE OF THE FOREST. NOON

Washington stops at the edge of the forest. His horse whinnies nervously and starts to back up. The wind blows softly then picks up to a strong gale. Washington reaches up and grabs his hat and holds onto it. The horse starts to act up.

WASHINGTON IRVING

Steady boy, steady. Its is just the wind.

The horse settles down. Washington kicks the horse to get him moving. They don't get far into the forest when the horse spooks and bolts. The horse runs wild thru the trees.

WASHINGTON IRVING (CONT'D)

(yelling) Whoa horse, whoa horse.

The horse just keeps running. Washington lets go of the reins and looks ahead for some thing to grab onto. He sees a low hanging branch. Readies him self to grab it. Right as he reaches for it. The horse stops.

WASHINGTON IRVING (CONT'D)

Horse, you have some sense of timing.

Washington looks around. He dismounts the horse. As he gets down he steps on something hard in the grass. He stumbles and falls to his knees. He looks around for what he stepped on. He finds it. It is a round cup looking thing.

WASHINGTON IRVING (CONT'D)

What is this? It looks like a sucker from a squid.

Washington starts brushing the dirt from it. As he does one of the sharp barbs on the sucker, sticks him in the finger.

WASHINGTON IRVING (CONT'D)

Ouch! That hurt.

As he pulls it from his finger, a single drop of blood appears. Washington sticks his finger in mouth and sucks it. He takes his finger out of his mouth and looks at it. Now a drop of green and black goo appears. Washington sees this. Looks closely and his vision blurry and then every thing goes black.

FADE TO BLACK.

OPEN TO: INT. 17 TH CENTURY FARM HOUSE BED ROOM. LATE AT NIGHT.

A woman in bed having agonizing labor pains. The woman in the bed's name is MRS. Van Winkle.

A mid-wife and the village doctor standing beside the bed.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Doctor Archer why dose it hurt so bad?

DOCTOR ARCHER

Ma'am it is child birth, it is always painful.

MID-WIFE

I have delivered lots of babies ma'am and it is always the same.

Mrs van winkles pain has subsided and she is breathing slowly.

The look on her face is a for warning that another contraction is on the way.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Ahaaaaa this one is going to hurt more than the last one.

The doctor and the mid-wife speak at the same time.

MID-WIFE AND DOCTOR

This is the one you really need to push on!

Mrs van winkle pushes hard.

DOCTOR ARCHER

I see the head, I see the head.

MID-WIFE

Push hard ma'am, push hard.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Not to hard.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Ahaaa, it is tearing me apart.

MID-WIFE

I have an arm out. Push one more time.

In a husky low teeth gritting voice, Mrs Van Winkle speaks.

MRS VAN WINKLE

I AM PUSHING.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Ma'am no need for that.

Mrs. Van winkle shoots a dagger eyed glare at the doctor.

MRS VAN WINKLE

GET IT OUT OF ME NOW !!!

MID-WIFE

Ma'am just one more little push.

MRS VAN WINKLE

I can't it hurts to bad.

MID-WIFE

Just a small push.

Mrs Van Winkle take a breath and bears down one more time. The baby comes out, but some thing is wrong. The baby is not moving or crying.

MID-WIFE (CONT'D)

Doctor come over here. Now!

The doctor comes over.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Handme that baby.

The mid-wife hands him the baby and leaves the room.

The doctor slaps the babies butt and feet, but no response from the baby.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

What is wrong with my child?

DOCTOR ARCHER

Ma'am, I am afraid your child is still born.

Just then Mr. Van Winkle and the mid - wife inter the room.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Doctor what is it. What is wrong?

DOCTOR ARCHER

I am sorry to inform you that your son is still born.

In a stuttering voice.

MR. VAN WINKLE

(stuttering) W W W What does that mean?

MID-WIFE

Sir, it means your son was born dead.

Mrs. Van Winkle sobbing quietly.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Please let me hold him.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Yes ma'am, here he is.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Please doctor can me and my wife have some time alone with our baby?

The Doctor and the mid-wife leave the room. Mr. and Mrs. Van Winkle lay on the bed with the baby between them. Both touching him.

MR. VAN WINKLE (CONT'D)

What should we name him?

MRS. VAN WINKLE

We should name him Rip after my Grand father.

MR. VAN WINKLE

That is a good name. That is what I will have put on his grave stone.

As Mr. and Mrs. Van Winkle both put their hands on the baby. They both say at the same time.

MR. AND MRS. VAN WINKLE

Rip Van Winkle is his name.

Just as they both say his name, the baby flinches and starts breathing.

MR. VAN WINKLE DOCTOR, DOCTOR COME IN HERE.

The Doctor and the Mid-wife rush though the door.

DOCTOR ARCHER

What, what is it?

MRS. VAN WINKLE

The baby has started breathing.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Impossible it has been to long with out breathing.

MR. VAN WINKLE

No, no it is true, he is breathing.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Hand me that baby.

The Van Winkles hand the baby to the Doctor.

The Doctor holds the baby up and looks into his eyes and baby Rip looks strait back at him with a WHAT look on his face. The Doctor is taken back by this, but keeps it to him self. The Doctor hands the baby back to his mother.

DOCTOR ARCHER (CONT'D)

You two are very lucky. I have never seen this before. You are truly blessed. Hold that child close fore he is special.

MR. AND MRS. VAN WINKLE

We will Doctor. We will.

The Doctor leaves the room. The Mid-wife right behind him.

FADE OUT.

AT HOME AND AROUND TOWN

RIPS EARLY YEARS.

For the first several months ever thing seems fine with baby Rip, eating sleeping but he was quit and didn't fuss much. By Rips third birth day it was clear that Rip liked to take his time at things. When he and his mother walked around the farm Rip was always far behind looking at bugs and picking up rocks.

Even in the town square with the other kids playing, Rip just sat and watched. Come Rips 13 th birthday every one in town new Rip was lazy.

CUT TO:

I/E LUMBER YARD

Mr. Van Winkle and Rip are in town at the lumber yard, getting a timber to replace a broken one in the barn. Mr. Van Winkle just finished paying for the timber, and leaves the office steps out side and starts looking around for Rip.

Just then a man walking by sees Mr. Van Winkle looking around.

MR. PHILLIPS

Are you looking for Rip?

MR. VAN WINKLE

Yes, yes I am.

MR. PHILLIPS

Well I just saw him down by the tavern. Listening to the old men tell storeys.

MR. VAN WINKLE

That boy, that's all he wants to do is listen to storeys.

MR. PHILLIPS

Well he is there. But I think you will have to pull him away by his ear!

MR. VAN WINKLE

(in a gruff voice) I think I will just do that.

Mr. Van Winkle gets on his wagon and heads toward the tavern. When he pulls up to the tavern and catches eyes with Rip. Rip knows that he is in trouble.

MR. VAN WINKLE (CONT'D)

Rip, lets go.

RIP

(bowing his head and scuffing the ground with his foot) Yes father.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip, what is with you ? Why don't you want to help me with the farm work?

RIP

I don't know. I just don't feel like doing any thing.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Well today Rip your laziness ends or it will be the death of me.

RIP

(with a sigh in his voice) Yes father.

Rip and his Father get home. They get the wagon unloaded and get to work. Rip drops a hammer on his Fathers toe. Mr. Van Winkle bites his tongue and says nothing, but by the way he walks off shaking his head and limping you can tell it really hurts. After a few minute he comes back and gets to work.

Mr. Van Winkle grabs a rope that is hooked to a pulley in the rafters and ties it to the timber. Mr. Van Winkle pulls the rope lifting the timber up in to the rafters. Mr. Van Winkle ties the rope off with a slip knot.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip. Come over here.

RIP

Yes Father.

MR. VAN WINKLE

You stand here and when I tell you to I want you to pull this end of the rope and untie it.

RIP

Yes father.

Mr. Van Winkle sets up a ladder climbs up it and starts working on the new timber. Rip is standing by rope messing with the loose end, pulling on it.

Mr. Van Winkle see this and yells at Rip to stop.

MR. VAN WINKLE

(loudly) Rip, stop playing with that rope!

This scares Rip and he jumps back and bumps in to a log leaning against the wall and knocks it over, it falls and hits the ladder that Mr. Van Winkle is standing on and causes him to fall. On the way down Mr. Van Winkle strikes his side on a fence board, then tumbles to the ground.

Rip runs over to his Father.

RIP

Father, Father are you alright?

MR. VAN WINKLE

(in a low out of breath voice)

Not sure Rip, just help me to the house.

Rip and his Father make to the house. When they walk in to the house, Mrs. Van Winkle knows some thing is wrong.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

What happened?

MR. VAN WINKLE

I fell off the ladder.

RIP

(in a sobbing voice) It was my fault, I knocked down a log and it hit the ladder and made Father fall.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Don't say that, it was just an accident.

RIP

(in a sobbing voice) No, No Mother it was my fault.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip now stop that it wasn't your fault. Now help me to bed.

Rip and his mother help Mr. Van Winkle to bed. As Mr. Van Winkle lies in his bed he starts talking to Rip.

MR. VAN WINKLE (CONT'D)

Rip, I think this is it. I am hurt really bad.

RIP

No Father, you will get better.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Don't say that you are scaring us!

MR. VAN WINKLE

Now you two listen to me. I don't think I have much time. Rip I need you to man up and take care of your mother.

RIP

I will do my best.

MR. VAN WINKLE

You will have to do better than that, I have seen your best. Rip you are 13 Years old. You need to put out more of an effort. You need to stop being so lazy.

RIP

Father, I don't know why I am the way I am.

MR. VAN WINKLE

My father told me that hard work pays off in the end. I am now trying to pass that off on to you.

RIP

I know that hard work pays off in the end. But the old men at the tavern say laziness pays off now.

Mr. Van Winkle rubs his hand over his face and sighs out loud.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip that is the kind of thinking that will get you no where.

Rip goes over and grabs his fathers hand.

RIP

Father, I will try to change my ways.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip there is no try. There is only do or do not. Now let me rest and go get Dr. Archer.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Hurry Rip, get the doctor.

RIP

I will get him, don't you worry.

Rip running his fastest, runs down the road heading for town. Mrs. Van Winkle is standing in the door way clasping her hands praying that Rip finds the doctor soon.

Rip gets into town and runs right by the tavern. Looks over to see all the old men sitting there talking. Rip slows to a walk trying to hear what they are saying. Rip shakes his head and remembers what he is doing.

Rip starts running to the doctors house. He reaches the door and starts pounding on it. Yelling for the doctor to come help him.

RIP (CONT'D)

Doctor, doctor come quick my father is hurt.

The front door flies open and it is the house keeper.

THE HOUSE KEEPER (in a loud voice) Boy settle down the doctor is not home.

RIP

Where is he ?????

THE HOUSE KEEPER

He is at the Johnstone house.

Rip turns and runs off.

RIP

(yelling) Thank you.

THE HOUSE KEEPER

Wow, I have never seen that boy run!

Rip running just as fast as he can toward the Johnstone house. When he gets there the Doctor is just getting in his buggy.

Rip runs up and grabs the side of the buggy.

RIP

Doctor Archer come to my house quick my father has been hurt.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Get in the buggy boy.

The Doctor and Rip head to his house.

By the time they reach the house it is almost dark. Rip gets out of the buggy and runs into the house. The doctor is right behind him. Rip runs into the bed room were his father is.

His father is sleeping.

RIP

(in a soft whisper) Father are you sleeping?

Rip goes over and touches his fathers chest. Mr Van Winkle wakes up and looks at Rip, then put his hand on Rips head and pats it.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Rip, did you get the doctor?

RIP

Yes father, he is here.

MR. VAN WINKLE

Good, go out and stay with your mother and send the Doctor in.

Rip leaves the room and tells the Doctor to go in. Rip goes in the kitchen with his mother.

RIP

(in a low tone) Mother.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Yes Rip. What is it?

RIP

Do you think father is going to be alright?

MRS. VAN WINKLE

Rip your father is hurt bad. I have seen him hurt before and this is the first time I have seen him unable to just shake it off.

RIP

I don't want father to die.

MRS. VAN WINKLE

(with a sigh) Neither do I, neither do I.

Rip goes and sits by the fire place. The house is quit. Mrs. Van Winkle comes over and sits in her chair and stares in to the fire. The Doctor inters the room, comes over by the fire and puts his hand on Mrs. Van Winkles shoulder and starts to speak.

DOCTOR ARCHER

Mrs. Van Winkle, Rip. I regret to inform you that he has passed on.

Mrs. Van Winkle bows her head and Rip cries out and runs over to his mother, she grabs him and holds him tight both sobbing.

DOCTOR ARCHER (CONT'D)

I will head back into town and send the mortician.

CUT TO:

I/E. FARM HOUSE AND AROUND THE FARM

The sun has just rose and a rooster crows. In the rising sun light we see a barn that is in poor repair, and a farm house that is not in any better shape. We see a window in the up stairs part of the farm house. We see inside a man lying in bed sleeping. Sounds coming from down stairs. The sound are of children playing and cooking pans being used. A smell of bacon and fresh baked bread wafting thru the air.


(Continues...)

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