INT. A HOUSE/ LIVING ROOM. DAY
A LITTLE BOY tenderly wipes his Mother’s chin, she’s
paralyzed and confined to wheelchair. Everything is grey.
The boy closes his eyes and his surroundings start to fade
away, gradually and then all at once…
BLACKNESS. The boy opens his eyes, he’s floating in a void
of silent, vast nothingness. He is completely alone.
Glowing light starts to emerge from his clenched fist. He
opens his palm to reveal a large paint brush, the nib is
multi-coloured, shining out against the darkness.
Intrigued, he flicks the brush and three bright dots splat
against the darkness, brilliant colours shine through…
Excited, he throws out his arm, slashing against the
darkness. It creates a massive tear in the blackness around
him, revealing beautiful colour.
Suddenly, a huge pirate ship bursts through the the massive
hole. Pirates SHOUTING and LAUGHING, jumping from the boat.
The boy starts to run into the darkness, rapidly swiping his
magical paint brush in every direction. Each swipe tears
into the darkness, fantastical colours pour through.
Everything the boy imagines, comes to life. SQUEALS OF
DELIGHT fill the air.
Still running, the boy sees a LITTLE GIRL, she too holds a
paintbrush and her magical creations follow behind her.
Ahead is a giant, swirling vortex of greens and blues, a
bright white light shining from its center.
Just as he jumps into it, the boy closes his eyes…
INT. CLASSROOM. DAY
The boy opens his eyes. He’s in a classroom , bright,
colourful and full of children. He’s been painting.
A helper wearing a t-shirt with the CREATE logo, sits next
to him, smiling at his picture. It’s him and his mum, both
TEXT APPEARS ACROSS THE SCENE:
Imagine, Make, Create… CREATE