Coraline Script

Fairy Tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten -- G.K. Chesterton.

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Chapter I.

Coraline discovered the door a little while after they moved into the house.
It was a very old house – it had an attic under the roof and a cellar under the ground and an overgrown garden with huge old trees in it.
Coraline's family didn't own all of the house, it was too big for that. Instead they owned part of it.
There were other people who lived in the old house.
Miss Spink and Miss Forcible lived in the flat below Coraline’s, on the ground floor. They were both old and round, and they lived in their flat with a number of ageing highland terriers who had names like Hamish and Andrew and Jock. Once upon a time Miss Spink and Miss Forcible had been actresses, as Miss Spink told Coraline the first time she met her.
'You see, Caroline,' Miss Spink said, getting Coraline's name wrong, 'Both myself and Miss Forcible were famous actresses, in our time. We trod the boards, luvvy. Oh, don't let Hamish eat the fruit cake, or he'll be up all night with his tummy.'
'It's Coraline. Not Caroline. Coraline,' said Coraline.
In the flat above Coraline’s, under the roof, was a crazy old man with a big moustache. He told Coraline that he was training a mouse circus. He wouldn't let anyone see it.
'One day, little Caroline, when they are all ready, everyone in the whole world will see the wonders of my mouse circus. You ask me why you cannot see it now. Is that what you asked me?'
'No,' said Coraline quietly, 'I asked you not to call me Caroline. It's Coraline.'
'The reason you cannot see the Mouse Circus,' said the man upstairs, 'is that the mice are not yet ready and rehearsed. Also, they refuse to play the songs I have written for them. All the songs I have written for the mice to play go oompah oompah. But the white mice will only play toodle oodle, like that. I am thinking of trying them on different types of cheese.'
Coraline didn't think there really was a mouse circus. She thought the old man was probably making it up.
The day after they moved in, Coraline went exploring.
She explored the garden. It was a big garden: at the very back was an old tennis court, but noone in the house played tennis and the fence around the court had holes in it and the net had mostly rotted away; there was an old rose garden, filled with stunted, flyblown rose bushes; there was a rockery that was all rocks; there was a fairy ring, made of squidgy brown toadstools which smelled dreadful if you accidentally trod on them.
There was also a well. Miss Spink and Miss Forcible made a point of telling Coraline how dangerous the well was, on the first day Coraline’s family moved in, and warned her to be sure she kept away from it. So Coraline set off to explore for it, so that she knew where it was, to keep away from it properly.
She found it on the third day, in an overgrown meadow beside the tennis court, behind a clump of trees – a low brick circle almost hidden in the high grass. The well had been covered up by wooden boards, to stop anyone falling in. There was a small knot-hole in one of the boards, and Coraline spent an afternoon dropping pebbles and acorns through the hole, and waiting, and counting, until she heard the plop as they hit the water, far below.
Coraline also explored for animals. She found a hedgehog, and a snake-skin (but no snake), and a rock that looked just like a frog, and a toad that looked just like a rock.
There was also a haughty black cat, who would sit on walls and tree stumps, and watch her; but would slip away if ever she went over to try to play with it.

Copyright Neil Gaiman 2002. All rights reserved.

CORALINE:

Bricks? I don’t get it.

Coraline is a very brave protagonist, despite being a little girl. She has her moments of fear and hesitation but those are sometimes replaced with determination. In the screenshot above, it shows the determination and bravery and trusting in her idea no matter how risky it is. She's a huge risk taker. Coraline shuns her mother on the ride home, especially when Mel reveals that she locked the small door after finding rat excrement near it. Seeing that the fridge is nearly devoid of food, Mel offers to buy some groceries and asks Coraline to accompany her. Coraline Jones: She's got this whole world where everything's better. The food, the garden, the neighbors. The food, the garden, the neighbors. But it's all a trap.

Coraline scratches her wrist rash with annoyance.

MEL:

They must have closed this off when they

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divided up the house.

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Mel gets up to leave.

CORALINE:

You're kidding? And why is the door so

small?

Mel leaving room, turns back, and loses it.

MEL:

We made a deal. ZIP IT!

She exits. Coralinemakesannoyed sound.

CORALINE:

You didn’t lock it.

MEL (O.S.)

AaaaaH!!!

Coraline pushes the little door shut, her head lowered.

EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT

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WIDE ANGLEON HOUSE. Pouring rain. We hear Charlie

singing a song about Coraline, badly.

CHARLIE (O.S.)

Oh, my twitchywitchy girl,

INT. KITCHEN - SAME

CHARLIE, usingOVENMITT to protect his hand, takes a

BURNED-UP CASSEROLEDISH from the oven while mom closes

up her LAPTOP. Coraline sits at the table with her doll.

CHARLIE:

I think you are so nice,

I give you bowls of porridge

And I give you bowls of ice -

CHARLIE sets the dish on the table.

CHARLIE:

(really bad note)

-- cream!

Coraline pushes it away, disgusted.

CORALINE:

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Why don’t you ever cook, Mom?

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MEL:

Coraline, we’ve been through this before:

your Dad cooks, I clean, and you stay out

of the way.

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Coraline HUFFS.

MEL (CONT’D)

I swear I'll go food shopping soon as we

finish the catalog.

(indicates Coraline's plate)

Try some of the chard, you need a

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vegetable.

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CORALINE:

Looks more like slime to me.

CHARLIE:

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Well, it’s slime or bedtimefusspot --

now what’s it going to be?

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Coraline looks to her doll, cradles its head.

CORALINE:

Think they’re trying to poison me?