Buster CYCLES DOWN THE HILL AT TOP SPEED and the camera WHOOSHES
away - taking us on an epic tour of the city!
He speeds down the street, nearly hitting a GARBAGE TRUCK.
Buster swerves, avoiding cars.
GARBAGE TRUCK DRIVER
Yikes!
Sing 5.
TITLE CARD: SING
A RHINO COP directing traffic with a shrill whistle. A PIG
rides a scooter over a canal bridge under which a whale
surfaces momentarily.
PIG
Hey, watch it!
SALMON wearing neckties leap up water-filled steps... WHOOSH... as
Buster bikes down the same steps.
We find ourselves at the end of an alleyway where we hear a
beautiful, soulful voice singing ACAPPELLA: “The Way I Feel
Inside” by The Zombies. You would think these tender tones emanate
from a sensitive creature...
JOHNNY
...IN YOUR MIND, COULD YOU EVER BE...
... But we find the source to be a HUGE, TEENAGE GORILLA idly
leaning against an alley wall and singing to no one.
JOHNNY (CONT’D)
...REALLY CLOSE TO ME? I CAN TELL THE WAY YOU SMILE. IF I FEEL THAT I COULD BE CERTAIN THEN, I WOULD SAY THE THINGS I WANT TO SAY TONI--
The sound of a walkie-talkie cuts Johnny off.
Johnny looks around the corner: 2 POLICE RHINOS are strolling in
his direction.
Johnny gasps as he ducks back into the shadows of the alley just
as the COPS appear - mildly curious.
POLICE RHINO
Huh. Thought I heard someone singin’ there. Ah, whatever.
Johnny whispers urgently into his own WALKIE-TALKIE.
JOHNNY
Guys! Listen! Stay where you are! The cops are here and--
Too late -- 2 HUGE GORILLAS IN BUNNY MASKS CARRYING SACKS OF
LOOT SMASH THROUGH A WINDOW FURTHER DOWN THE ALLEY. ALARMS
RING.
POLICE RHINO 2 POLICE RHINO
What the-- Hey! Hold it right there!
Sing 6.
The Gorillas see the cops and dash out of sight down a
perpendicular alleyway. The cops charge past JOHNNY (still
hiding in the shadows) but they are forced back against the
wall as the GANG’S TRUCK roars around the corner, then
charges right past them.
BIG DADDY
Go, go, go!
POLICE RHINOS
Woah!
As the truck passes JOHNNY - he leaps on to the back where the two
other Gorilla’s cling to their loot. The leader (BIG DADDY)
commands with fierce authority.
BIG DADDY
Johnny! You were supposed to be keepin’ a lookout!
JOHNNY
(out of breath)
Sorry Dad.
BIG DADDY
And where’s ya mask?
Johnny awkwardly pulls on a bunny mask. Sirens wail as the VAN
takes a hairpin bend-- WHOOSH! The camera FLIES away, twisting
and turning through the city...
...into the window of AN APARTMENT where we find ROSITA (A FEMALE
PIG) washing dishes while singing along with the radio playing
“Firework” by Katy Perry.
RADIO/ROSITA
DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE A PLASTIC BAG
DRIFTING THROUGH THE WIND, WANTING TO
START AGAIN?
Rosita turns to switch off the tap in time to stop a jug of water
from over-flowing. She turns, kicks a football safely out of her
way, and carries a jug of water towards a table where 25 PIGLETS
feast on their lunch like barbarians.
ROSITA
DO YOU EVER FEEL, FEEL SO PAPER THIN...
As she re-fills their glasses, some of the piglets CRINGE at her
singing. Another piglet (CASPAR) leaps on to the table.
PIGLET CASPAR
Look at me - I’m mommy!LA LA LA!
Sing 7.
He crudely mimics Rosita singing and the piglets EXPLODE WITH
LAUGHTER.
ROSITA
Caspar, get off the table.
He doesn’t of course, so Rosita has to wrangle him instead.
NORMAN, Rosita’s husband, enters wearing a suit and tie.
NORMAN
Rosita, have you seen my car keys?
PIGLETS
La la laaa! La la la la la!
Rosita pulls the car keys out of a piglet’s mouth and hurls them
to Norman before dealing with Caspar who continues to mock her
singing.
ROSITA
Norman, would you please tell them what a good singer I am.
Norman checks his phone as he talks.
NORMAN
Oh yeah, you were great, honey--
He kisses Rosita’s cheek and rushes to the door.
NORMAN (O.S.) (CONT’D)
---By the way, the bathroom sink is blocked again. Bye, honey!
SLAM! He exits leaving Rosita in the midst of chaos. She walks to
the window, turns up the radio and gazes wistfully into the
distance as she leans against the windowsill --WHOOSH!The camera
continues straight out of the window PAST THE UNDERPANTS--Shoots
through the city... Towards the party side of town... and through
the air vents of a Tiki bar...
LANCE
1, 2... 1, 2, 3, 4!
... To a stage where a surly GOTH PORCUPINE DUO (LANCE and
ASH) perform an original song “I DON’T WANNA”. Imagine
Siouxsie Sioux and Robert Smith, but bristling with black
quills and playing electric guitars.
LANCE (CONT’D)
Sing 8.
I DON’T WANNA TALK TO YA! I DON’T WANNA
WALK WITH YA! I’M NOT GONNA PLAY FOR YA! I
DON’T NEED ANYONE ELSE! I LIVE MY LIFE BY
MYSELF! NOT LISTENING ANYWAY!
ASH
NOTHING TO SAY. OUT OF THE WAY. DON’T WANNA PLAY. I DON’T NEED ANYONE ELSE. YEAH YEAH! I LIVE MY LIFE BY MYSELF. YEAH YEAH! CAN’T STAND THE THINGS THAT YOU SAY--
LANCE plays it cool but ASH gets carried away, kicks over her own
mic and joins LANCE on lead vocals at his mic. LANCE pushes ASH
off of his mic.
BUT THE MUSIC SUDDENLY STOPS DEAD and the camera turns to reveal a
contrasting scene: a cheesy HAWAIIAN-STYLE BAR empty except for
the owner: A BEAR called HARRY in a Hawaiian shirt, who has pulled
the plug and holds it up - aghast.
HARRY
Oh my gosh! I thought you guys said you were musicians!
CUT TO:
MINUTES LATER: We remain in the bar as ASH AND LANCE pack up and
the next band set up/tune.
LANCE
Ash - babe - I’m the lead singer, okay? Just stick to the backing vocals.
ASH
Sorry, I--I get carried away.
LANCE
Yeah, I know, right, it just kind of ruins my song, ya know?
WHOOSH! We zoom through the streets until we find ourselves
outside a small house --
MEENA’S HOUSE/KITCHEN:
MEENA (a female teenage elephant) lights the last of 70 candles on
a birthday cake.
Meena carries the cake in while singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Her voice
is beautiful. The house is very small indeed.
Sing 9.
MEENA
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR GRANDPA! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
BEAT AS GRANDPA, GRANDMA and MOM sigh in admiration.
GRANDPA, GRANDMA, MOM
Awwww!
MEENA
(Blushing)
What? C’mon, make your wish.
We HOLD ON MEENA throughout the following as she blushes at her
Grandpa’s grand exclamations.
GRANDPA ELEPHANT
Humph! I wish you’d join a choir, a local band or something--
MEENA
I tried --
GRANDPA ELEPHANT
-- Bah!
MEENA’S MOTHER
Hey, hey, dad, we’ve been over this.
GRANDPA ELEPHANT
So she’s a little shy -so what? If I had a voice like Meena’sI’d be a superstar by now. Just singin’...
(singing)
Oooh yeah, I said ooooh yeah...
MEENA
Sure you would, Grandpa. Now blow out your candles.
GRANDPA ELEPHANT
Humph.
Grandpa closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and blows out the
candles with a great BLAST of his trunk -- WHOOSH! -- The BLAST
carries us out of the house, down the street and up to--
-- The steps of a subway station where a lone saxophone
reverberates. A white mouse called MIKE plays a superb sax solo.
A BABOON tosses a coin into his case. Mike stops playing and
regards the coin with disgust.
Sing 10.
MIKE
A penny? How dare you! I happened to have studied at the Lincoln School of Music!
BABOON
Sorry, it’s, it’s all I got right now. Heh.
MIKE
(Sarcastic)
Oh, is that so?
He JUMPS down the stairs and grabs the Baboon by the collar.
MIKE (CONT’D)
(Fire and brimstone)
Alright, prove it, pal!
BABOON
What?!
MIKE
Empty your pockets, right now!
The Baboon is totally freaked out and awkwardly empties his
pockets. Mike checks everything that lands on the ground.
BABOON
(out of breath)
Trying to find... trying to find...
MIKE
Wha--What is this ya got here? Whaddya smoke outta this?
BABOON
(Wheezing)
That’s my inhaler.
The baboon’s money clip filled with bills lands on the ground.
Mike grabs it and waves it like a defence lawyer to passers by.
MIKE
Ah ha! I knew it! You all saw it! You all saw it right here!The monkey lied!
BABOON
Wha...I forgot I had that...
The baboon clears his throat. Mike takes a handful of dollars out
and hurls the empty money clip at the baboon.
Sing 11.
BABOON (CONT’D)
Ah!
MIKE
And next time pick on someone ya own size! You bully.
The wheezing Baboon runs for his life as Mike resumes his sax
tune.
-- WHOOSH -- we zoom away from Mike and the Baboon to... The
fanciest restaurant in town - LES CALMARS - named after its
distinctive use of squid-filled tanks. Buster arrives on his
bicycle beside the valet parking attendant (A CHIMPANZEE.) Buster
walks away and the bike frame falls apart in the valet’s hands.
BUSTER
Take care of her, will you? She may look old and rusty but she is a classic.