My Super Sweet Sixth Birthday



               A MONTAGE OF AQUAMARINE LEVY, A SPOILED SIX-YEAR-OLD GIRL,
               SHOPPING FOR FURS AND FINE JEWELRY, BERATING THE HELP, AND
               GENERALLY STRUTTING HER STUFF AND FLAUNTING HER SHIT.

                                   AQUAMARINE (V.O.)
                         Hi, I'm Aquamarine Levy, I'm almost
                         six years old, and I'm so much
                         better than everyone else that I
                         feel sorry for them.  I don't feel
                         sorry for poor people though.  They
                         deserve to be poor.  I hate them.



               TITLES ACCOMPANY THE POWER POP THEME SONG: 

               "Life is cool/just this once/you're gonna show the world
               tonight.  'Cause you're a princess/a superstar/tonight's your
               night for fun.  Empress/rocket car/'cause you only turn six
               once." 
               Super: TWO DAYS BEFORE THE PARTY

                                   BARRY
                         So what does my princess want for
                         her sixth birthday?

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         I want a rainbow magic unicorn
                         pony, daddy.

                                   BARRY
                         All you want is a doll, honey?

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         It's not a doll.  It's a magical
                         unicorn pony made out of rainbows! 
                         It's real!  Just like your
                         stupidity!

                                   BARRY
                         Okay, okay.  I'm not... I'm not
                         100% positive I can get you one of
                         those, baby.  I'm sure they're
                         very, very hard to find.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         I want it!

                                   BARRY
                         It's not that simple, baby.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (deadly serious)
                         You get me that fucking unicorn or
                         I'm gonna slash your fucking
                         throat, old man.  Got it, chubsy
                         ubsy? 

               He nods, frightened.  AQUAMARINE stomps off, leaving BARRY
               looking shaken and pale.

                                                                CUT TO:



               EXT - LEVY LUXURY FIXTURES OFFICES, A LARGE STRUCTURE IN AN
               INDUSTRIAL PARK, OR THEREABOUTS.  

               We see BARRY pull up in his fancy automobile and park in the
               best spot.  Then maybe we CUT TO: just him standing there in
               front of the building, explaining his job to the camera.

                                   BARRY
                         I own Levy Luxury Fixtures.  We
                         manufacture and sell custom
                         plumbing fixtures, gold toilets and
                         the like.  We cater mainly to
                         dictators.

                                   DIRECTOR (O.C.)
                         Do you think that experience helps
                         you know how to deal with some of
                         your daughter's more extravagant
                         demands?

                                   BARRY
                             (confused, then angry)
                         Huh?  Are you calling my precious,
                         wonderful angel a toilet?

                                   DIRECTOR (O.C.)
                         No, I...

               BARRY rolls up his sleeves, starts to charge the camera, shot
               cuts out.

                                                                CUT TO:



               INT - LEVY HOME

               AQUAMARINE, SWEETYDOLL LEVY (the mother, a woman in her late
               30s, early 40s, ravaged by a life of excess and haunted by
               her misspent youth, no longer beautiful enough for it to be
               her identity, and therefore pilled up to the gills), and
               JAKARTA (the crazy party planner man-woman), are sitting
               around, looking at tablecloth samples and discussing the
               details of the event.

                                   JAKARTA
                         So, we've really gotta get on this. 
                         Now is rush-rush-rush.  We've
                         really gotta firm this up: so who's
                         sitting at table #1?

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         We said the celebrity guests,
                         didn't we?  Has Walter Mondale
                         RSVPd?

               JAKARTA checks his/her notes with no success.

                                   JAKARTA
                         Were we sure he's still living?

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         I--

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (interrupting)
                         What about my dollies?

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         Huh?

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (sarcastic and mean)
                         Duh!  My dollies?  Remember?  They
                         should be at the best table.  I
                         love them!  You're nothing next to
                         my dollies, loser!

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         Yes, sweetie, I know, but--

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (interrupting)
                         I don't even know who Walferd...

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         Mondale, honey.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (quietly)
                         Walferd Mod--

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         Mondale.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         Walferd Mondale.

               Conversation dies momentarily.

                                   AQUAMARINE (CONT'D)
                         I'm tired.

                                                                CUT TO:



               INT. LEVY KITCHEN

               It is a nice kitchen.  SWEETYDOLL, still fairly high, is
               vacantly taking things out of the refrigerator and putting
               other things back in with no clear purpose.  

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                         Aquamarine can be a handful.  I
                         love her and all, but she needs to
                         treat others a little better.  I've
                         thought of putting a pillow over
                         her face while she's asleep, but I
                         don't think I could ever really
                         hate anybody that much!

               She gives a good natured little laugh and returns to
               organizing the refrigerator.

                                                         FADE TO BLACK.



               SUPER: THE BIG DAY



               EXT. ENTRANCE TO THE PARTY VENUE

               Amid the hubbub of arriving guests, busy valets and doormen,
               and so on, the occasional young partygoer slows down long
               enough to hoot and flash gang signs to the camera.

                                   KID 1
                         Aquamarine is da bomb!  Wooooot!

                                   KID 2
                             (sad, then super
                              enthusiastic)
                         I wish I was rich, too.  Holla!

                                                                CUT TO:



               INT. BALLROOM

               The place is all set up, all the guests have arrived. 
               AQUAMARINE is alone on the small stage, addressing the crowd.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         Thank you all for coming here to
                         honor me on this, my special day. 
                         And how lucky you are to be here to
                         honor me.  I have decided, in light
                         of that, that there will be no
                         party until I've been given all my
                         presents.  If I like them, then the
                         party may go on.

               The crowd murmurs uneasily.  SWEETYDOLL and BARRY are off to
               the side, BARRY beaming at his daughter, SWEETYDOLL staring
               absently at her drink..

                                   SWEETYDOLL
                             (sotto)
                         She should really wait at least
                         until after the party's over.

               BARRY, eyes still fixed to his perfect angel, shushes his
               wife cruelly.  

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         Okay, everybody line up, single
                         file.  NOW!  Okay, good.  It's
                         gonna be a great party, everyone. 
                         Boyz Supreme are here!

               A few girls in the crowd shriek enthusiastically.  

                                   AQUAMARINE (CONT'D)
                         Okay, okay, one at a time.

               The first girl hands her a wrapped box, which she unwraps and
               from which she pulls a large doll with a string coming out of
               its back.

                                   GIRL 2
                         It's a talking Paris Hilton doll.

               AQUAMARINE pulls the string 3 times.

                                   TALKING PARIS HILTON DOLL
                         This place is lame... Gross, poor
                         people... We should totally go
                         somewhere else.

                                   AQUAMARINE
                         Whatever.

               She tosses it onto the pile as GIRL 3 steps forward.  She is
               holding a bag of white powder

                                   GIRL 3
                         Ski trip!  Toot toot!

               GIRL 3 makes a "trucker's horn signal".  The two girls move
               to high-five when suddenly...

               SFX: FANFARE

               BARRY and SWEETYDOLL are leading a white unicorn into the
               center of the ballroom, proud smiles on their faces. 
               Everything becomes quiet as we turn to see AQUAMARINE's
               reaction. 

                                   AQUAMARINE
                             (progressively angrier)
                         I... said... rainbow... MAGIC...
                         unicorn!

               BARRY begins to protest, but there is no time.  AQUAMARINE
               claps her hands and summons the GUARDS, who collapse in on
               the horrified parents.  And then, when it gets so tense you
               just can't stand it,

               THE END.

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