Wreck it Travis (transcript)

WRECK-IT TRAVIS 1 FADE IN:

“INSERT COIN” blinks on the menu screen of JAMES WILLIS TOWN. We hear a coin being deposited.



EXT. KINDTOWN - DAY



WRECK-IT TRAVIS is asleep inside his stump. A voice-over kicks in, sounding more like a confessional than a traditional V.O.



TRAVIS (V.O.) My name’s Travis, and I’m a Bad Guy.

I’m 9 feet tall. I weigh 643 pounds. Got a little bit of a temper on me. You know, my passions bubble very near the surface, not gonna lie.



A bulldozer removes Travis and the stump. Travis’ head pops out of the stump.



TRAVIS (ON-SCREEN) Hey, you moved my stump!

ARRRGGHHHHHH!



Travis throws a bit of a tantrum.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The KINDTOWN APARTMENTS are constructed where the stump was.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) (CONT’D) Anyhow, what else? I’m a wrecker. I

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">wreck -- professionally.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis appears on screen in front of the Apartment.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (ON-SCREEN) (CONT’D) I’M GONNA WRECK IT!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS wrecks the building. He throws a Man out of the building.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) (CONT’D) I’m very good at what I do.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CITIZENS REPAIR IT PLEASE JAMES WILLIS!!!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) Thing is, fixing is the name of the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">game. Literally, figuratively, meta... physically...

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES WILLIS arrives and starts fixing.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT TRAVIS

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES I CAN REPAIR THE DAMAGE IN A FLASH!!!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) (CONT’D) So yeah, naturally the guy with the name James Willis is the good guy. He’s nice enough as good guys go. Definitely fixes stuff really well. But if you’ve got a magic hammer from your father, how hard can it be?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">LADY OUTSIDE WINDOW YOO-HOO!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A WOMAN pops up in a window with a cookie cake. Felix eats the cookie cake and a protective hard-hat appears on his head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I guarantee you he would not be able to fix the things I wreck as quickly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The damage is repaired. The screen reads “YOU WIN!”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) When James does a good job, he gets a Trophy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A Person from the building gives James a Trophy and gives him a peck on the cheek.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) But other awards for wrecking? To that I say, “Ha.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The People pick up Travis and thrown him off the roof.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Ahhhhhhhh!

He lands into a dumper.

KER-PLUNK.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) (CONT’D) ... And no, there are not.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We pull back from the game console. We’re in... CHUCK E. CHEESE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The place is bustling.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT TRAVIS 3

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CHIRON: “40 YEARS AGO.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) (CONT’D) 40 years I've ben doing this and I've seen dozens of game come and go including: Rally X? Poof gone, Galaga? well him too. Look a steady arcade gig’s nothing to sneeze at.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TIME LAPSE -- The Chuck E. Cheese Resturant also has a lot of arcade game from the 20th century and fan made games that expand over the years. Games get wheeled out. New games get wheeled in. Owner JONAS NELSON takes real good care of the place through the years.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CHIRON: “TODAY”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) (CONT’D) It’s just that I must admit that it becomes kind of hard to love your job when no one seems to like you for doing it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The arcade is older now, and all the games are more modern. A giant first-person shooter game gets wheeled in. The arcade closes. The “Open” sign shuts off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A screen for a Sonic Game is visible in the background. On it we see a cycle Amy Rose. Amy suddenly stops, peeks toward the darkened “Open” sign.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSET THE GAME: Amy relaxes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">AMY ROSE OKAY PEOPLE ARCADE’S CLOSED!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSET STREET FIGHTER GAME CONSOLE: Two fighters, GOUKEN and BALROG stop beating each other.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GOUKEN What a day. So do you want to head to Tappers, BALROG?

BALROG Sure thing bud.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 4

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They put their arms around each other and walk off screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE JAMES WILLIS TOWN CONSOLE: James and the Apartment people are on the roof.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Quittin’ time!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We push through the game screen...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. KINDTOWN - DAY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The game is now in hyper-realistic 3-D.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">James and the Apartment People exit the roof as we pan down the building and get a sense of the world.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) I dunno, maybe I wouldn’t be feeling this way if things were different after work. But as it is.

JAMES Good job, everyone!

TRAVIS James and the Citizens go hang out in their homes—which he’s just fixed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis picks himself up from the dumpster. He watches sadly as the Apartment People carry James to the penthouse.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) They go to their homes and I go to mine which happens to be the dump. And when I say a dump i don't mean a gloomy place. Where the rubbish goes and a bunch of damaged building parts, that's what I call home

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph climbs up the brick pile he calls home.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) I guess I can’t bellyache too much; I got my bricks. I got my stump.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He pummels the bricks into dust and pulls a pile of bricks over him like a blanket. He stares longingly at the building.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) It looks uncomfortable, but it’s actually fine. I’m good.

CLOSE ON Travis, who sighs a very long sigh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (V.O.) But... if I’m really honest with myself, I see James up there, getting patted on the back and people giving him treats. And sometimes I think...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS’S POV: Through the penthouse windows, he can see James being ushered over by the people who give him a pat on the back and give him a plate of cookies.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CLOSE ON TRAVIS: As he speaks out-loud.

TRAVIS Boy, it must be nice being the good guy.

Applause. Pull back to reveal...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. VIDEO GAME (LIKE A CHURCH BASEMENT) - NIGHT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis sits in a room full of VIDEO GAME BAD GUYS. A sign on the wall reads: “BadAnon: One Game at a Time.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Nice share, Travis. As us Bad Guys, we’ve all felt what you’re feeling, and we’ve come to terms with it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Really?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING BOO (thick English accent)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Right here. I am King Boo and I am a Bad Guy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OTHER BAD GUYS Hi King Boo.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Hi Boo.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING BOO I relate to you,Travis. When I chased Mario, I caught him and ate him alive. And I am wondering, why do you have to be so bad King Boo? Why can’t more like a good guy? Then I have moment of clarity: If King Boo is now a good guy, who will eat and swallow Mario whole? And I say, “King Boo you are bad guy. But this does not mean you are bad guy.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Claps of understanding.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis Right. I’m sorry, you lost me there.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wario (thick Italian accent) BOO!. I am Wario and I'm a Bad Guy too.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VILLIANS Hi Wario.

TRAVIS Hi Wario.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WARIO King Boo says: labels not make you happy you must love me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DR. NEO CORTEX Yeah! Inside HERE!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cortex points to to Wario's heart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Question Travis: we’ve been asking you to come to this meeting for years now, and tonight you finally show up. Why is that?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I don’t know, I just felt like coming.... I suppose it has something to do with the fact that, well, today is 30th Anniversary of my game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING GOOBOOT Happy Anniversary, Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Thanks, Gooboot. But here’s the thing guys (exhales,) I don’t want to be the bad guy anymore.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GASPS.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DR. NEO CORTEX You can’t mess with the program Travis.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MEDIC You’re not going Turbo, are you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS What? No, I’m not going Turbo. I mean come on guys is it Turbo to want a friend, or an award, or a piece of cake every once in a while? Is it turbo to want more out of life?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WARIO Um... No.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Yes Travis, we get it. But we can’t change who we are, and the sooner you accept that the better off your game and your life will be.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING BOO Hey, being a villain isn't so bad Travis.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Now let’s close out with the Bad Guy Speech.

They all get up, hold hands.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VIDEO GAME VILLAINS I’m bad. And that’s good. I will never be good. And that’s not bad. There’s no one I’d rather be than me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis doesn’t say the Affirmation. His eyes are wide open-- a non-believer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The TITLE burns in over Travis:

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Okay gang, see you next week.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The bad guys break the circle. Gooboot puts a supportive hand on Ralph’s back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING GOOBOOT Hang in there, Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHADOW Hey Wario, don’t forget your latte.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We pull out to see that the meeting was held in the center room of Pac-Man. Travis steals 2 cherries and catches up with the others.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TUNNEL TO DIGITAL CENTRAL STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The bad guys climb onto a train car and shove off down the tracks. Travis sits on the back with the cherries.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. CHUCK E. CHEESE - NIGHT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We follow the trail of the train through the power cord of the Pac-Man game to the power strip.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TUNNEL TO GAME CENTRAL STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The characters hop off the cart and make their way into...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME CENTRAL STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">...a huge open concourse full of VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS bustling about.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME CENTRAL ANNOUNCER (V.O.) Ladies and gentlemen, please do not

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Pac-Monorail arriving at outlet 7. Welcome to Game Central Station.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis passes through the entrance, and a rent-a-cop appears out of nowhere. A buzzer sounds.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Oh No!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Gate Inspector Step aside, sir, random security check.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Random my behind. You always stop me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR I’m just a Gate Inspector doing my job, sir. Name...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Melissa Sturm.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR Hmm nope real name?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Wreck it Travis. THERE!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR And where you coming from?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Um Pac-Man

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR Did you bring any fruit with you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis hides the cherries behind his back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Uh... No, no. No fruit.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR Okay then. Where you heading?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS James WIllis Town.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR Anything to declare?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I hate you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR I get that a lot. Proceed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">As Travis walks through the console. People move out of his way and whisper things like, “Bad Guy.” “Watch out.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BART SIMPSON (whispering) Bad guy coming!

He passes a screen displaying a PSA video narrated by Danny Phantom.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DANNY PHANTOM If you leave your game, stay safe. Stay alert. And whatever you do...don’t die. Because if you die outside your own game...you don’t regenerate. Ever. Game over.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis comes upon a group of homeless characters, Liam amongst them, who hold a sign: “Out of Order. Please Help.” Ralph hands Liam a cherry.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Here you go buddy. It’s fresh. Straight from Pac-Man’s. Hang in there guys.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He approaches the entrance to the James Willis Town portal. The buzzer sounds and Gate Inspector appears.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GATE INSPECTOR Name?

RALPH AARGH!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO: A RAGING PARTY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">In a gorgeous penthouse. Disco lights spin. People dance and drink. SKRILLEX DJs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. KINDTOWN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis arrives on the trolley.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CRACK! SIZZLE! Travis looks up just as “WE LOVE YOU JAMES” fireworks burst over the apartment.

TRAVIS Huh?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He digs two bottles out of the trash. He uses them as binoculars, and aims them at the penthouse...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">THROUGH BINOCULARS: it’s a rockin’ party.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Happy fourtheith anniversary? They’re having a party without me?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">There are ice sculptures and dancing and a giant buffet table. Eating his way across the table is Frogger.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS (CONT’D) Frogger! They invited Frogger? That ran over little frog isn’t even part of this game!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He slams the bottles down. They shatter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. PENTHOUSE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">James struts through the room, happy and proud.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JOE Great party, James.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Why thank you, Joe.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SUSAN James, you’re needed on the dance floor.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Susan drags him onto a colorful dance floor. James does his Fix-it Hammer dance. Everyone follows along.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The door bell RINGS.

JAMES I’ll bet that’s Spongebob, fashionably late, per the norm.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF I’ll get it, James.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Rolf dances to the door and opens it. A smiling Ralph fills the door frame. Rolf Gasps and slams the door.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF (CONT’D) It’s Travis!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">PARTYGOERS scream of terror.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JOHN He’ll wreck the party.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FEMALE PARTY GUEST Hide the buffet.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DAVE Get rid of him, Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Oh, right. I’ll go talk to him, carry on everyone.

James pulls out his hammer and heads out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. PENTHOUSE HALLWAY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis still stands at the door. James slips out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Oh hey Travis Can I help you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Hey James I just wanted to check on you. I saw a big explosion or something go over the building there.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Oh, those were just fireworks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Fireworks. Okay. Is it somebody’s birthday or?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Well, it’s more of an anniversary. The fourthieth anniversary of our game, actually.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS What? Is that today?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES I know right?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I’m such a an idiot with those things. Anyway, congratulations.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Thank you, Trav. And to you, too.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The door opens. Alex the Lion sticks his head out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ALEX Hey just a heads up, James, they’re bringing out the cake in a few secs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Hey, Alex.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ALEX (frightened) Hey.

Alex shuts the door, fast.

TRAVIS Whoa you're having a cake? Never had it. No one ever seems to throw it out, so it never ends up in the dump. Never actually tasted it. Always wanted to try cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Well I don’t suppose you’d like to come in and have a slice, would you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. PENTHOUSE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis throws the door open.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Hey hey, everybody what's up?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis’s head slams into the ceiling. A large chunks falls down on James YELPS! James drops DEAD.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Everyone GASPS in horror.

A little flower floats above Felix, and we hear a quick cycle of DEATH MUSIC.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix suddenly regenerates next to Travis.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES It's okay. I’m okay. Now, you all know Travis.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Evening (breaks the steps) oops.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Evening Gail, Blinda, John, Susan & You too Rolf.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF (to James, annoyed) Why is he here?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES He’s just here for a slice of cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS And I am a big part of the game, technically speaking... Why are you here, Rolf?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis bends down and he and Rolf stare at each other but James steps between them, breaking it up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Oh hey look the cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Emma wheels out an elaborate cake of the Apartment complete with “We Love James” candy fireworks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES Well, I’ll be popped you’ve really outdone yourself, Emma.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The Apartment People gather around the cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TED Oh and look; there’s all of us at the top.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis approaches and looks over the cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSET CAKE: A little James stands on the roof, reaching for a medal, surrounded lovingly by Apartment People. But there’s no sign of him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EMMA Each apartment is everyone’s favorite flavor. Dave’s is Cherry, Vanilia for Blinda, Banna Creme cake for Rolf and for James: Chocolate his favourite

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis looks for his figurine and finds himself in the quicksand looking like some sort of deranged troll. His face sinks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Hey Emma, what’s the flavor of that quicksand that I’m stuck in there?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EMMA Hmm? Oh, peanut butter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Never been real fond of peanut butter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EMMA Well, I had no idea.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS One other little thing  I hate to be akward or anything but this angry little guy might be a lot happier if you put him up here with everyone else.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis picks up the little Travis figurine. He puts him on the roof, smooshing the cake a little.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EMMA My cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis pushes an ugly smile onto his figurine’s face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS See that? Look at that smile on him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF No, no, no. You see, Ralph there’s no room for you up here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Rolf knocks Little Travis back into the quicksand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Well, what about this? We can make room by taking turns see easy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis puts Little Travis back on top of the cake and put Little James into the quicksand instead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The Apartment People GASP.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JAMES How about we just eat the cake?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF Hang on. James needs to be on the roof, because he’s about to get his medal!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Well, then how about we just take that medal and give it to moi for once. Would that be the end of the world, Rolf?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis rips the medal off and puts it on little him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF Now you’re just being ridiculous; only good guys win medals, and you sir are no good guy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I could be a good guy if I wanted to, and I could win a medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF Uh-huh. And when you do, come and talk to us.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS And then would you finally let me be on the top of the cake with you guys?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF If you won a medal, we’d let you live up here in the apartment But it will never happen because you’re just the bad guy who wrecks the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS No, I’m not.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE Yes, you are!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Rolf slams Little Travis back in the quicksand upside down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS No, I’m NOT!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis slams his fist down right on the cake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SMASH! Chunks of cake and frosting cover the Apartment People.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Frogger stops eating. His mouth falls open in shock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF Yes, you are.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH All right, Rolf, you know what? I’m gonna win a medal. Oh I am gonna win a medal! The shiniest medal this place has ever seen. A medal so good that it will make James’s medals wet their pants! And good night. Thank you for the party.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis exits.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DAVE Is he serious?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROLF Oh please, where is a Bad Guy gonna win a medal? Of course he’s not serious.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We’re in a bar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life. That’s why I came straight here, Goofy Goober Bartender. Now come on where can a guy like me go and win a medal?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GOOFY GOOBER BARTENDER I don’t think such a game exists Travis.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Oh come on, you know people there's got to be

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GOOFY GOOBER CUSTOMER Hey Bartender! Need Banana Split with Chocolate, Strawberry and Vanilia Ice cream and Rainbow Sprinkles!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GOOFY GOOBER BARTENDER  I'm on it! I'll be right back.

Bartender runs off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUTSIDE THE GAME CONSOLE: we watch the 8-bit view of a Spongebob universe game as Bartender zips down a row of bars, sliding beers to other customers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE THE GAME: Bartender returns to Travis’s side.

GOOFY GOOBER BARTENDER Okay so as you were saying.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS I was saying, I can’t spend another 50 years living alone in the garbage and I’m not going back without a medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BARTENDER Well, I don’t know what to tell you. Maybe somebody left a medal here. You’re welcome to dig through the lost and found.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. BROOM CLOSET

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis digs through the “lost and found” crate. Behind him we see a hallway with the saloon doors on one side and restrooms on the other.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Okay let’s see what we’ve got here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Travis rummages through the box. A little ant scurries out of the box.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TRAVIS Shoo. Shoo. Go on get outta here. Pokeball meh. Wait what is this? (Picked up a Blue Key) No. (sighs) What am I doing?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just then, a heavily-armored space marine enters through the saloon doors and bumps into Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Hey, excuse you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The marine staggers on and right into the wall again and again, in a walk cycle. Meet PVT. MARKOWSKI.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI (mumbling, shell-shocked)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We are humanity’s last hope. Our mission, destroy all cy-bugs. We are humanity’s last hope--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph stands and looks at him, curious.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SLAM CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">20

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You okay there, cadet?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Markowski whips around quickly and grabs Ralph by the collar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI We’ve only been plugged in a week.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And every day it’s climb the building. Fight bugs. Climb the building. Fight more bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph pries Markowski’s hands off of his collar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah yeah yeah, right. Hey, easy on

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the overalls spaceman. It’s tough all over.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph heads for the door.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI And all for what? A lousy medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Medal? You win a medal?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI Yeah. Medal of Heroes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ooooh. Is it shiny?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI Pretty shiny.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ooooh. And it says Hero on it?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh-huh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH And you said you win it by climbing

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">a building?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI ...And fighting bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Right. Bugs. Listen: Is there any

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">chance I could go with you to your game and get one of those medals--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">21

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Negatory.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Does that mean maybe?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI No. Look, only the bravest and the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">best serve in our corps--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The little cockroach climbs up the wall beside him. Markowski sees it and squeals like a little baby.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARKOWSKI (CONT’D) BUG! AAAAEEEEK!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He goes to run away. But slams into the wall and passes out. Ralph looks down at him and gets an idea.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. BROOM CLOSET — MOMENTS LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We see Markowski passed out in his skivvies. An armored foot kicks Markowski’s leg in, slams the door, and breaks off the door handle.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It’s Ralph in Markowski’s armor, his gut hanging out. He SUCKS in his breath, PULLS UP his pants. Breathes a sigh of relief. His gut pops back out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. GAME CENTRAL STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (V.O.) The arcade will open in fifteen

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">minutes. Please report to your games.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A clumsy armored RALPH steps out of the Tapper’s entrance.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (to himself)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Okay, what was it called? Hero- Hero something. Hero’s...Duty! Hero’s Duty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He sees soldiers in the same uniform going into a game called HERO’S DUTY. He follows. He trips over Q*Bert.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">$^&#$^&!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*BERT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">22

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (flipping up the visor)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sorry Q*Bert. It’s me, Ralph. Shhhh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*Bert is shocked to see Ralph. Ralph flips the visor back down. He heads for the Hero’s Duty entrance.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*Bert watches after him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*BERT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">LITWAK’S FAMILY FUN CENTER — MORNING

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The sun is up over Litwak’s. Litwak lights up the OPEN sign.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">LITWAK Morning kids, come on in. Good to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">see you, good to see you...you too, little fellow.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. HERO’S DUTY, TRAM STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A high-speed shuttle sweeps up to a stop. The doors open. A smiling Ralph and a few other soldiers run out. MUSIC STARTS. Ralph looks around in awe.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME ANNOUNCER (V.O.) Quarter alert. Quarter alert.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ooh, sweet golden medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph follows the other soldiers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">QUARTERS GO INTO A MACHINE.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A MOPPET GIRL picks up the gun in front of the Hero’s Duty console.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME ANNOUNCER (V.O.) On a planet with no name. A top

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">secret experiment has gone horribly wrong.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 23

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. HERO’S DUTY, DARK HULL — DAY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It’s chock full of soldiers. Ralph joins them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOLDIER Come on now, hustle up. Clock is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ticking. Let’s go.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Rootin’, tootin’, ready for

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">shootin’!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just then, SERGEANT TAMORA JEAN CALHOUN steps up before her men.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Alright, now listen up ‘cause I’m

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">only gonna say this once. Fear is a four letter word, ladies. If you wanna go pee-pee in your big boy slacks, keep it to yourself! It’s make-your-mamas-proud time!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I love my momma!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOLDIER 2 Heads up! First-Person Shooter

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">coming through.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Soldiers make way for a rinky-dink robot with a flat-screen head that displays the count-down to game play. Stiff mechanical arms hold a gun. The wheels are wobbly to simulate walking. Meet the FIRST-PERSON SHOOTER (“FPS”).

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME ANNOUNCER (V.O.) Game play in 3...2....

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN We are humanity’s last hope. Our

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">mission: destroy all cy-bugs. Ralph shoves his way to the front, right behind the FPS.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) You ready rookie? Let’s find out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The door opens and the view is vicious!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The wind is wild. The terrain is sharp and twisted. Giant CY- BUGS fly towards them. They’re part machine, part nature, with razor-sharp pincers, thrashing metal teeth and laser wings. A 99-story caustic building rises up out of the twisted ground behind them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">24

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (terrified)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sweet Mother Hubbard. Ralph is pushed out of the hub with the other soldiers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) No! Oh no no no, wait a second!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ahhh!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Cy-bug, twelve o’clock. Take it,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">newbie. As soldiers start killing bugs, Ralph runs around in a panic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Oh no, wait, wait, wait!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He raises his gun and shoots randomly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Watch it, Rookie! These monsters

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">are what they eat. A cy-bug grabs Ralph’s gun out of his hands and eats it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH My gun! Hey give that back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The cy-bug’s arm MORPHS into a gun. It starts shooting. Ralph SCREAMS and runs away.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (to the FPS)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Shoot the eggs before they hatch! A Cy-bug lays a bunch of eggs in front of Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Eww. There’s something coming out

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">of their bottoms.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUT IN THE ARCADE: The moppet girl looks confused. Calhoun steps into frame, grabs Ralph, and throws him off-screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Markowski! Get back in formation.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE HERO’S DUTY: Calhoun gets back on script.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) All right people, the kitten

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">whispers and tickle fights stop (MORE)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) now, the entrance to the lab is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">straight ahead. Ralph peeks up from behind a rock, looks at the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’ll meet you guys inside.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sanctuary! Sanctuary! He runs for the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">25

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">As soon as he lab doors fly Ralph runs up pleads to the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">crosses the bridge, he sets off a sensors. The open and a bigger swarm of cy-bugs pours out. to the FPS, banging his head on the screen. He screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ahhhhhh! Ah! I thought this was

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">going to be like Centipede! When did video games become so violent and scary?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUTSIDE THE GAME: The gamer sees his face pressed up against the screen as he blubbers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Save me! Get me outta here!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE THE GAME: Ralph uses the FPS droid as a shield.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Take her!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUTSIDE THE GAME: The gamer watches the camera angle whip up to the jaws of a giant cy-bug, then flip down as if the FPS has fallen dead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Game over.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME VOICE (V.O.)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The “GAME OVER” flashes on the screen. The girl slams the gun into its holder and marches away.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MOPPET GIRL What a rip-off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE HERO’S DUTY: Ralph grapples with the cy-bug who tries to eat him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Get off me! It’s game over. Stop

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">it! BEACON UP! Cease fire. Cease fire!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A beacon light suddenly shines through the center of the building and out the top.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The cy-bug suddenly stops attacking Ralph. It turns to the light, charmed by it. It flies into the light and is zapped into oblivion, along with all the other bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME VOICE (V.O.) Return to start positions. Return

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to start positions.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The FPS robot rises back towards vertical. Ralph dusts him off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Here, let me help you. Sorry about

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">that, I just-- Annoyed, its mechanical arms swat Ralph away. It rolls off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Well, yeah, you must be upset.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun bounds towards Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Markowski!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KOHUT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOLDIER 1

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Who? Oh, yeah, me, I’m Markowski.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph stands at attention, chin raised, to avoid detection. Calhoun CLOCKS his helmet with the butt of her gun.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ow!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN What’s the first rule of Hero’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Duty? ...No cuts, no butts, no coconuts?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 27

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She clocks him again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Never interfere with the first

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">person shooter. Our job is to get the gamers to the top of that building so they can get a medal, and that’s it. So stick to the program, soldier!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Right, right, aye aye!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME ANNOUNCER (V.O.) Quarter alert. Quarter alert.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (walking away)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">All right, pussy willows, back to start positions!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah, right. No way I’m going

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">through that again.... so that’s where they keep the medal, huh?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He looks up at the formidable building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">LITWAK’S ARCADE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The moppet that had been playing Hero’s Duty now walks up to a cheerful racing game called SUGAR RUSH. The marquee advertises: “New Racers Daily” and “Build your own kart.” Two BIG KIDS are playing it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MOPPET New racers daily, sweet...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I got next game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The moppet goes to put a quarter on the console. The Big Kid slides her quarter off with a whole roll of quarters.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BIG KID ONE Go away, kid. We’re gonna play all

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">nine of today’s racers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yeah! Sorry.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BIG KID TWO MOPPET

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 28 The Moppet sighs, goes over to Fix-It Felix, Jr. instead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE NICELAND: The intro music plays. Nicelanders take their positions. But Ralph does not. A quote bubble pops up where he should be, reading: I’M GONNA WRECK IT!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE MOPPET: She looks confused. MOPPET GIRL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Where’s the wrecking guy? INSIDE NICELAND: The Nicelanders start to panic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARY Where’s Ralph? He should be

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">wrecking the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE Shhh. Stick with the program.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">NICELANDERS Fix it, Felix!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (jumping on screen)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I can fix it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He GASPS in shock to see there’s no Ralph and nothing to fix, but quickly recovers and smiles for the gamer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) (through gritted teeth)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph. Quarter alert. Game on. The Moppet Girl makes Felix bounce up the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARY Do something, Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Just act natural. I’ll fix it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE MOPPET: She freaks as the joystick moves on its own as Felix climbs down the building and runs off screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE NICELAND: Felix climbs Ralph’s garbage pile. Ralph’s not there. Felix’s reassuring face turns to panic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Oh my land. Where is he?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE MOPPET: She’s fed up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MOPPET GIRL Mr. Litwak!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MR. LITWAK What’s the trouble, sweetheart?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MOPPET GIRL The game’s busted.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Mr. Litwak takes a look. He can see the Nicelanders and Felix panicking on screen and hears nonsensical computer chatter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MR. LITWAK Whoa boy, looks like the game’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">gone cuckoo...like my Nana. (to the moppet)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sorry, sweetie. Here’s your quarter back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He gives her back a quarter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MOPPET But what about the game?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MR. LITWAK I’ll have someone look at it

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">tomorrow. But if he can’t fix it, it might be time to put ol’ Ralph and Felix out to pasture...like my Nana.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Litwak hangs an OUT OF ORDER sign on the screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE NICELAND: The Nicelanders run out of the building and watch in horror as the sign eclipses the arcade light.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE Ladies and gentlemen, we are out of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">order!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MARY Sweet Mercy! Without Ralph, we’re

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">doomed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROY They’re gonna pull our plug!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (forced positivity)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Okay everybody calm down. Ralph probably fell asleep in the washroom of Tapper’s again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just then, a light approaches through the cord.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) (relieved)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">See? There he is now. The push-cart arrives, cranked by Q*Bert, not Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Why it’s Q*Bert. What brings you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">here, neighbor?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*BERT #$^&#$#(@!!*@!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE What’s he saying, Felix?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Stand by, my Q*Bertese is a little

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">rusty. (in bad Q*Bertese)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">#$*@)^#(?@#

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*BERT $^&@#$*@)#!!@!&!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (in bad Q*Bertese)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">!!*$&)@#?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Q*BERT &#$#$&*))@!!*$&

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ralph’s gone Turbo?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH’S STRAINED, GROWLING FACE.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Pull back to reveal, he’s still in Hero’s Duty. He’s forgone the armor and he’s climbing the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph reaches the top. He peers in the window, sees:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A sea of eggs leads to a chamber in the middle of the room. Inside the chamber floats the Medal of Heroes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Oooh, shiny.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DOWN BELOW: Soldiers return to Start Position.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME VOICE (O.S.) Attention, the arcade is now

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">closed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOLDIER 1 Did you get a load of Markowski?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun stops, squints, sniffs. She raises her hand, quieting her troops.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Shut your chew holes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(to herself) Cy-bug.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We hear a BLING. BLING. Felix steps out of the shadows. Calhoun reels around starts firing--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taste it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Soldiers open fire on Felix, too. He springs into action, bouncing, dodging bullets and laser beams. BLING. BLING.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun finally tackles him, straddles him and pins him down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Slick tiddly-winking, pint-size.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She drives her gun’s muzzle into his face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I’m Fix-It Felix Jr., ma’am, from

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the game Fix-It Felix, Jr. From the low angle, looking up at her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Jiminy-jaminy.... Look at that high

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">definition. Your face; it’s amazing!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Flattery don’t charge these

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">batteries, civilian. She lets him up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Now state your business.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Oh. I’m looking for my colleague,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wreck-It Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Never heard of him....

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Well Q*Bert saw him come in here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Impossible. Nothing gets past me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A CRASH is heard from above.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KOHUT That came from the tower!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They look and see Ralph’s shadow on the top floor made giant by the beacon light.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON THE TOP FLOOR OF THE LAB: Ralph punches the window, breaks it, and steps in. He does his most careful TIP-TOE across a sea of eggs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Nice little eggs... excuse me...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He climbs the steps up to the chamber, triggering a giant hologram head to appear.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENERAL HOLOGRAM Congratulations soldier. It is my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">honor to bestow upon you the Medal of Heroes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wow.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (in awe)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The medal floats down to him. As it does, we see...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH’S PENTHOUSE PARTY — VISION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">-Ralph is on the dance floor surrounded by Nicelanders doing the Wreck-it Ralph dance.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">-Mary wheels out a cake with a handsome Ralph on top, wearing his Medal of Heroes and being hugged by the Nicelander figurines.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">-Gene is outside in the brick pile looking longingly up at the party through binoculars. He cries.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK TO REALITY: The medal lands around Ralph’s neck.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) No way. Ho-ho-ho. Wow!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENERAL HOLOGRAM Ten hut! History will long revere

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">your courage and sacrifice.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">More holograms of space Colonels and Generals surround him. Heroic music plays. Ralph backs down the steps, smiling and waving to the holograms.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENERAL HOLOGRAM (CONT’D) You have etched in the rock of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">virtue, a legacy beyond compare.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Thank you. Thanks guys. At ease!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENERAL HOLOGRAM You are the universe’s greatest

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">hero. CRACK! Ralph steps on an egg. SMASH! The egg shatters.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Oops. Aye-yai-yai.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph leans in for a closer look. The baby bug opens its eyes cutely and then attacks. It attaches itself to Ralph’s face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) ...The living embodiment of all

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">that this corps represents: Bravery, integrity, grace under pressure, and above all, dignity.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Ahhhhhmmmffff!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph stumbles around, flies back and into one of the space pods. A harness immediately locks him in place. The door slams shut.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME ANNOUNCER Escape pod activated.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The engine fires and then BOOM! The space pod bursts out of the top of the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE THE POD: Ralph struggles to pull the cy-bug off him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (struggling) Get off my face!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK OUTSIDE: The pod barrels down on Calhoun and Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Incoming!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KOHUT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The pod flies over the heads of Calhoun and Felix. As it passes by, Calhoun sees the cy-bug on Ralph’s face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH But then the bug starts to grow, fast.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ha ha!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oh no!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cy-bug.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX The pods flies out of the game into tunnel to Game Central.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. GAME CENTRAL STATION - MOMENTS LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph’s pod blasts into the terminal, spiralling like an out- of-control bottle rocket off the floor and walls. Ralph tries to pry the bug off of his face. POP! It lets go.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The space pod launches into the tunnel of another game. The blackness of the tunnel turns pink. Globs of pink goo collect on the windshield.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SHIP’S ROBOT VOICE Engine Failure. Engine Failure.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The space pod CRASH LANDS in...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A CANDY WORLD

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It destroys a slice of countryside before stopping at the edge of a cliff. Ralph and the cy-bug slam against the dash. Something beeps. It’s the EJECT button!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Uh-oh. Whoaaaaaaaa!!!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and the cy-bug catapult out of the ship. Ralph lands at the top of a tree. The cy-bug continues on and slams into a nearby tree. It falls into a taffy pool and sinks as if dead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Sayonara, sucker!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">From his vantage point Ralph can see a candy race track and a bunch of dessert go-karts whizzing by. A giant sign glistens: SUGAR RUSH.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Sugar Rush? Oh no, this is that

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">candy go-kart game over by the Whack-A-Mole. I got to get out of here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He wipes the stickiness off on his shirt and realizes that his medal is gone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) No! No-no-no-no-no-NO! My medal!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He spots the medal dangling from the highest branch of a peppermint tree. Ralph quickly climbs down the tree as it shakes from his weight.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">THE MEDAL IN THE PEPPERMINT TREE — MOMENTS LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The tree is surrounded by a bubbling taffy pool. Ralph teeters across some wobbly gum drops floating in the pool. He grabs the tree and climbs, eyes on the medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hi mister!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">AHHH!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (O.S.)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He looks up, terrified. But it’s only VANELLOPE VON SCHWEETZ, a 9-year-old girl, looking down from a branch above him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hello!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Man! You scared me, kid! I nearly

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">soiled myself!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What’s your name?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ralph, Wreck-it Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE You’re not from here, are you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, well, yeah, I mean not from

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">right in this area. But I’m just doing some work here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What kind of work?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He continues climbing.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Some routine candy-tree trimming.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You probably want to stand back. In fact, this whole area is technically closed while we’re trimmin’ so--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Who’s we?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Candy-tree department.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He climbs higher.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ah. Where is everybody else?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Oh, it’s just me, today.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE So, you just meant like the royal

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">we?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yup. That’s right.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope springs up to a branch by his face and hangs upside down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Are you a hobo?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, I am not a hobo. But I am busy,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">so you go, go home.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What’s that? I didn’t hear you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Your breath is so bad, it made my ears numb.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Listen, I try to be nice--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (mimicking him)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I try to be nice.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You’re mimicking me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (still mimicking)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You’re mimicking me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Okay, that is rude, and this

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">conversation is over. He climbs on.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (still mimicking)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">That is rude and this conversation is....hahaha.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(watching him) I wouldn’t grab that branch if I were you. It’s a double stripe.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m from the candy-tree department.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I know exactly-- He grabs the branch. DING! SNAP. Ralph Falls.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">--WHOA! He barely manages to catch a lower branch with one hand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Double stripes break, ga-doi.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hey, why are your hands so freakishly big?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Uh, I dunno. Why are you so

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">freakishly annoying?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Well, why are you so freakishly--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just then, she notices the glistening medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT'D) Sweet mother of monkey milk! A gold

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">coin!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Don’t even think about it. That is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">mine.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Race you for it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope moves like a monkey up the branches. Ralph follows.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I don’t have to race you for it,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">because it’s mine. Grabs a double stripe. DING! It BREAKS!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Double stripe!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope makes it to the top and grabs the medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Come back here! Give it back, give

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">it, give it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE The winner! Whoa!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph grabs the branch she’s on and flings her off. She drops the medal. He catches it. She dives for it, misses. Ralph lands on a double-stripe. DING!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Double stripe!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CRACK. He falls. The medal goes flying again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Aahhh! Nooooooo!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He grabs the bottom branch and hangs inches above the BUBBLING taffy. Vanellope snags the medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Thank you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hops off the tree to the ground, safely beyond the taffy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Look, wait. Let me talk to you for

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">one second. Here’s the thing, I’m not from the candy tree department.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Lying to a child. Shame on you,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH But I wasn’t lying about the medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">That is my medal. That’s why I was climbing the tree. It’s mine. It’s precious to me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope polishes the medal, admiring it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) That thing’s my ticket to a better

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">life.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Yeah, well now it’s my ticket.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope glitches.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What the...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE See ya, chump.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She runs off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Come back! I’ll find you! I will

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">find you! Ralph hears a DING. He looks up. CRACK!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (O.S.) Double stripe!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph falls into the gooey taffy pool! He bubbles up, looking like a taffy beast.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Nowhere to hide!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He disappears back beneath the sticky surface.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 40

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. GAME CENTRAL STATION

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Surge Protector shows Felix and Calhoun the damaged entrance to Sugar Rush.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SURGE PROTECTOR Yeah, he banged around in here like some kind of hot shot. Then he went

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">barreling down there into that sweet, little game like a crazy person.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun studies the entrance to Sugar Rush.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Sugar Rush...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(a steely Clint Eastwood- esque squint)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cy-Bugs’ll chew up that game faster than a chicken hawk in a coop of crippled roosters.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (following close behind)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh. What was that now? She turns on him-- dead serious.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN What’re you, thick? There was a Cy-

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Bug on that shuttle. (off his confused look)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Do you even know what a Cy-Bug IS?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I can’t say that I do, ma’am.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (like talking to a child)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cy-Bugs are like a virus. They don’t know they’re in a game. All they know is eat, kill, multiply. Without a beacon to stop them, they’ll consume Sugar Rush. But do you think they’ll stop there?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN WRONG! Viruses do not stop!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She stands up straight and majestic and looks over Game Central to all the tunnels leading to so many games.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Once those Cy-Bugs finish off Sugar

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Rush, they’ll invade every other game until this arcade is nothing but a smoking husk of forgotten dreams.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(resolute) Kohut! My cruiser.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Kohut hands her what looks like a folded surf board. Calhoun heads down the steps to the tunnel.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (to Kohut)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sheepers. Is she always this intense?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KOHUT It’s not her fault. She’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">programmed with the most tragic back story ever. The one day she didn’t do a perimeter check... her wedding day.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun stares down the dark tunnel.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. CHURCH: Calhoun and an incredibly handsome soldier, BRAD, are about to exchange vows at the altar. Just then a giant cy-bug crashes through the stained-glass window and CHOMPS down on the groom. Calhoun pulls out her automatic weapons and starts shooting through RAGING WAILS.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN: She tries to shake it off. Felix hurries up to her in the tunnel.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Wait, Ma’am! I’m going with you!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Like fun you are, short stack. You

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">die outside your game you don’t regenerate.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Well neither do you, ma’am. Now, it

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">is my job to fix what Ralph wrecks. And I cannot ask you to risk your life cleaning up his mess. No flex

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(MORE)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SMASH CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SMASH CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT'D) on this one, ma’am. I am coming

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">along with you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She gives him a hard look, then scoots aside on her hover board, snaps, and points behind her on the board. He flips onto it. And off they go...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">THE SUGAR RUSH RACE TRACK

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The stands are full. Racers zip up to the starting line in their go-karts. Bright royal music plays.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL (flat, sad voice)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Citizens of Sugar Rush...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BENEATH THE STANDS: Vanellope sneaks up, pushing a tarp- covered kart. She peeks her head out, the Medal of Heroes clenched between her teeth.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Just in time!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL (O.S.) ...all hail our rightful ruler,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Up in the tallest box, a curtain opens and KING CANDY -- with his Ed-Wynn-like mug and style -- jumps out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Hello my loyal subjects! Ha ha!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Have some candy! King Candy throws handfuls of candy into the crowd.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) Thank you for that stirring

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">introduction, Sour Bill

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Mmm hmm.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY And thank you to today’s avatars.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It was a wonderful day, it was. But now the arcade is closed, so it’s time to wipe the slate clean and race to decide our new roster.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Huge cheers!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON THE TRACK: We scan across the racers standing proud in all their candy racing gear as King Candy explains the rules.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) The first nine racers across that

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">finish line will represent Sugar Rush as tomorrow’s Avatars.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CROWD RACE! RACE! RACE! RACE!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Yes, okay. Calm down. Listen, this

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">event is pay-to-play. We all know this. The fee to compete is one gold coin from your previous winnings; if you’ve ever won, which I have. Let me go first.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy pulls a lever and a rainbow sweeps across the starting line. King Candy throws his gold coin into the air. It’s caught on a rainbow slide and swept into a giant pot. King Candy’s name appears on a CONTESTANT board.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (O.S.) King Candy!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy leaps into the air with a flourish and poses. The crowd goes wild!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The first racer, a strawberry-pink, go-getter, tosses up her coin. We follow it and watch it land in the pot, where it turns into game code and then disappears into an abyss.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (O.S.) (CONT’D) Taffyta Muttonfudge!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta does her signature leap and pose in the air and gives the fans her catch-phrase.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA Stay sweet!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">More kids throw in their coins as Vanellope pushes her covered kart to the starting line.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (O.S.) Adorabeezle Winterpop! Gloyd

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Orangeboar! Vanellope scurries up to the back of the line.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (V.O.) (CONT’D) Crumbelina Di Caramello!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON RALPH: Ralph, covered in taffy, trudges his way towards the race track.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Stealer. Catch that brat.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK AT THE TRACK: Racers continue throwing their coins into the pot.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER Minty Zaki! Snowanna Rainbeaux!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Rancis Fluggerbutter! Jubileena Bing-Bing! Swizzle Malarkey! Candlehead!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It’s Vanellope’s turn. She kisses the medal and throws it. It’s caught by the rainbow, rims around the pot before dropping in. The pot glitches. The medal swirls inside it, turns into game code, and disappears into the abyss.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (covering the mic)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill, who’s that last one?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The board glitches and then a new racer appears on it: VANELLOPE VON SCHWEETZ. The crowd gasps in horror.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (O.S.) Vanellope Von Schweetz!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Yippee! I’m in the race!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Vanellope?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta rips the tarp off of Vanellope’s kart, revealing a sad kart made from recycled junk with the name “Lickity Split” written on the side.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA The glitch!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The crowd starts to panic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Now, now. Everything is all right.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(panicking) Security!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Two donut cops, WYNNCHEL and DUNCAN, come running in.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN Come here, kid.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL We’re not going to hurt you, you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">little freak. Vanellope makes a break for it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL (CONT’D) Get back here!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Slow down!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just then a taffy-covered Ralph -- twigs and candy stuck to him -- comes barrelling onto the track, looking like a creature from the taffy lagoon.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (pointing at her)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">YOU! Give me back my medal right now.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oh boy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY What is that?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph chases Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Get back here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope slips under a spectator’s box. Ralph lifts up the box, revealing her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Nowhere to hide!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Whoa! She scurries back under the next box.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph follows her, tipping box after box. Spectators scatter.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Get out of my way!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Careful! What are you doing?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs out from under then stands. Ralph follows. He slams into a giant cupcake, water tower. It tips.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Huh?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (looking up)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The giant cupcake falls onto him. His taffy-covered head pops out the top. He tips over.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH(CONT’D) Can’t move.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL Now we got him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The donut cops rush up to a helpless Ralph -- who points to where Vanellope went and mumble-yells.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH OH GOOD, THE COPS. SHE WEN DAAAWAY!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They ignore him and knock him with their batons.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN Hold still.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Take that.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hmmmmay! What’re you doing?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (into his microphone)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Okay folks. Calm down! Everything’s all right. The monster’s been caught. We’ll repair all the damage. Don’t worry, we will have our race before the arcade opens.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE And I’m in it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope hops into her kart and pedals off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA (to the other racers)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">There’s no way that I am racing with a glitch. Rancis, Candlehead, come on.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She and the racers hop in their cars and drive off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Sour Bill, that glitch cannot be

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">allowed to race. (MORE)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT'D) (point down to Ralph)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And bring that THING to my castle. Wynnchel switches to using a taser on Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH She took my me-- Aaaahhhhhh!!!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. KING’S CANDY CASTLE OREO GUARDS march and chant outside a grand candy palace.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OREO GUARDS (chanting)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">O-re-o. O-ree-o. O-re-o. O-ree-o.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. KING’S CANDY CASTLE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The donut police roll the Ralph cupcake/taffy ball into a frilly throne room. King Candy drives his kart right into the room and backs it into his THRONE parking spot.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Sour Bill, de-taffify this monster

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">so we can see what we’re up against here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Mmmm-kay.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill pulls off a giant glob of taffy, exposing Ralph’s face and head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Waaahhhhhh!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Milk my duds, it’s Wreck-it Ralph?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (getting his bearings)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yeah. Who are you, the guy that makes the donuts?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Please. No, I’m King Candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I see you’re a fan of pink.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Salmon. Salmon. That’s obviously

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">sal-- What are you doing here?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Look, you’re candiness, this is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">just a big misunderstanding. Just get me out of this cupcake, I’ll get my medal, and I’ll be outta your way.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY YOUR medal? Bad guys don’t win

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">medals.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Well, this one did. I earned it

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">over in Hero’s Duty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY You game-jumped? Ralph, you’re not

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">going Turbo are you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What? No, no no.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Because if you think you can come

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">in here to my kingdom and take over my game, you’ve got another thing coming.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Easy your puffiness. It’s not my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">fault one of your children of the candy corn stole my medal!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Children of the candy corn? Who?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(realizing, GASP) The glitch! The coin she used to buy her way into the race, that was your medal?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH She did what...? I need that back!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Well, I’m afraid I can’t help you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">It’s gone, it’s nothing but code now. And it’ll stay that way until someone wins the cup at the end of the race.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Well, maybe I’ll just have to have

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">a little talk with the winner then.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Is that a threat I smell-- beyond

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the halitosis you so obviously suffer from?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Listen Nillie Wafer, I’m not

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">leaving without my medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Yes, you are. Wynnchel, Duncan, get

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">him out of that cupcake and on the first train back home. And if I ever see you here again, Wreck-it Ralph, I’ll lock you in my fungeon.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Fungeon?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Fun Dungeon. It’s a play on

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">words.... Nevermind. Now, I’ve got a glitch to deal with, thanks to you. Goodbye Wreck-it Ralph. It hasn’t been a pleasure.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy hops into his kart and drives out of the room. Wynnchel knocks on the cupcake.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN This thing’s hard as a rock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL I can see that. Get the tools.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What tools?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wynnchel hits Ralph with the baton.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL Quiet, you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Duncan goes over to a chest, pulls out a chain-saw, and revs it up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What? No! Ah! Stay away from me!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL Hey, take it easy, big boy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph flails. He rolls back onto his feet and starts hobbling towards the door.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN He’s getting away!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The Oreo guards block his way, shouting “Oreo.” He turns and eyes two giant windows.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUTSIDE THE DOUBLE CASTLE WINDOWS

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and the cupcake burst through the wall and fall.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE THE CASTLE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wynnchel and Duncan run to the window. They look down and see the smashed cupcake on the ground and Ralph running away.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL Quick, call out the devil dogs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. LOLLISTIX FOREST - A SHORT WHILE LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DEVIL DOGS on leashes bound through the trees and down the ravine. They stop by a chocolate stream. They lose the scent and run off down river.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A pixie stick, poking out of the stream, moves. Ralph breaks the surface.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Argh... I hate chocolate.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(scrambling to the shore) Got to get my medal back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hears the ROAR of engines. Sees a bunch of racers speed by on nearby road.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) The pot goes to the winning racer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He runs after them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Hey, kids! Can I talk to you for a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">second?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He just misses them, as they disappear around the bend and approach Vanellope, who is working on her handmade kart. It’s up on a jacks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The racers sweep in and surround her. She pushes away any evidence of fear and stands tall to meet them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Hello, fellow racers!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph peeks over the hill.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH It’s that little crumbsnatcher.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Taffyta, Rancis, you’re looking

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">well. Came by to check out the competition, huh? Well, here it is, The Lickity Split.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON RALPH: unimpressed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Jeesh. Looks like she built it

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">herself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE KIDS: Taffyta gets out of her kart and approaches Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Built it myself. Fastest pedal-

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">power west of the Whack-A-Mole. Check her out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope hops in her kart and starts pedalling. The gears catch and spin.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA Oh, Vanellope, it’s so...you. But

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you have to back out of the race, yeah.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope gets out of her kart and approaches Taffyta.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Oh, no I don’t, because I paid my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">fee. I’m on the board. So, yeah, I’m definitely racing.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA Well, King Candy says glitches

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">can’t race.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m not a glitch, Taffyta.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(she glitches) I’ve just got Pixlexia, okay?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ignoring her, Taffyta walks over to Vanellope’s kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA The rules are there for a reason,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope. To protect us. (getting in Vanellope’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">kart) Say I’m you. I’m in my weird little car, and I’m driving, and I actually feel kinda cool for once. And then, all of a sudden, oh no! I’m gl-gl-gl-gl-itching!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta shudders and then rips the steering wheel right off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hey!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA See? You’re an accident just

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">waiting to happen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUBILEENA Oh no, I glitched, too.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Jubileena goes over to the kart, flails and crashes into it, ripping off the brake. Vanellope rushes over to her kart, but other racers get in her way and block her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON RALPH: Disturbed by what he’s seeing.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uncool. BACK ON THE KIDS: The other racers tear apart the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VARIOUS RACERS Oh no, I glitched. I glitched. Look

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">out, I’m glitching.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Stop. You’re breaking it! No!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Please. Vanellope grabs Taffyta and spins her around to face her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) I just want to race like you guys.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA You’ll never be a racer, because

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you’re a glitch...and that’s all you’ll ever be.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta pushes Vanellope, who goes flying back, and lands SPLAT in the mud.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON RALPH: That’s the last straw; he jumps up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hey! Leave her alone!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He runs down the hill, flails his arms, and throws mud at the kids. They SCREAM in terror.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Scram, you rotten little cavities,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">before I throw YOU in the mud!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The racers drive off. Ralph puffs up. He turns to Vanellope. She wipes away tears, while sifting through the wreckage of her kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What are YOU looking at?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You’re welcome, you rotten little

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">thief.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m not a thief. I just borrowed

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">your stupid coin. I was gonna give it back to you as soon as I won the race.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH It’s not a coin. It is a medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Coin. Medal. Just go back to your

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">own dumb game and win another one.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I can’t. I didn’t win it in my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">game. I won it in Hero’s Duty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Hero’s Doodie?! Ha!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH It’s not that kind of duty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I bet you really gotta watch where

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you step in a game called Hero’s Doodie. What did you win a medal for? Wiping? I hope you washed your hands after you handled that medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Listen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Wait. One more. One more: why did

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the hero flush the toilet?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) RALPH VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Say why... Why. Because it was his doodie.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH How dare you insult Hero’s Duty,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you little guttersnipe! I earned that medal, and you better get it back for me, toot-sweet, sister!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Well, unless you’ve got a go-kart

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">hidden in the fat folds of your neck, I can’t help you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph makes like he wants to crush her, but forces himself to smash a nearby candy tree instead. He then punches a giant jawbreaker. It doesn’t so much as crack. He tries again. Nothing. Incensed, he pounds on it-- temper-tantrum style.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) What a moron.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(calling to Ralph) Hey genius, it’s a jawbreaker! You’re never gonna break--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(as he breaks it) ...that...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">That gives her an idea.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hmmm.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 55

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph plops down on a rock, out of breath. Vanellope comes over and leans against a nearby jawbreaker.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Enjoy baby?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Leave

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) your little tantrum, diaper

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH me alone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE you want that medal, right?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Look, And I want to race. So, here’s what I’m thinking; you help me get a new kart, a real kart, and I’ll win the race and get you back your medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You want me to help you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE All you got to do is break

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">something for me. Come on, what do you say, friend?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She holds out a hand. He doesn’t take it right away.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH We are not friends.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ah come on, pal. You son of a gun.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Come on buddy, let’s shake on it. Come on chumbo. Ralph, my man. My main man. Hey, my arm’s getting tired. We have a deal or not?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You better win.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He takes her little hand, and they shake on it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH, CRUISER, FLYING - DAY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix and Calhoun get a bird’s eye view of Ralph’s wreckage.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN I’ll say this much, they don’t call

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">your friend Wreck-It for nothing. There’s the shuttle!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 56

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She lands the cruiser.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH, THE BROKEN SHIP

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun does a military run up to the ship, gun raised. She circles it, checks the cockpit.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix approaches cautiously.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Is he in there?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Nope. Lucky for him, otherwise I

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">would have slapped his corpse.... No cy-bug either.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She pulls out her tri-quarter bug sensor and starts scanning.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Got to find it before it lays its

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">filthy eggs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. CANDY CANE FOREST, TAFFY PIT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun and Felix pass the pit. She’s getting a faint signal on the sensor. It scrambles. She smacks it. It scrambles more.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (with disgust)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Argh. This atmosphere is full of sugar particles, and it’s jamming my Sensor with funny fudge.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They walk on.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) So, what is it with this Wreck-it

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">joker? Why’d he go AWOL?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I wish I knew, ma’am. He was acting

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">all squirrelly last night-- going on about cake and medals.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(distraught) But I never thought he’d go Turbo.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Go Turbo...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX That’s right, guys just got plugged

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">in. Well, back when the arcade first opened...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. LITWAK’S ARCADE, EARLY 80S - FLASHBACK

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FADE TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Simpler days. 80s music. 80s kids play classic games -- FFJ, PAC MAN, and an 8-bit racing game called TURBO TIME. We meet TURBO -- basically a giant smiley face in a generic car, racing on a generic road.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) ... Turbo Time was by far the most

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">popular game. Turbo crosses the finish line and gives us a giant thumbs-up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TURBO TURBO-TASTIC!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) And Turbo-- well, he loved the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">attention.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Turbo takes the first-place spot on a podium. He blocks the second-place racer down with a wave of his trophy and blocks the third-place racer from view with his Turbo thumbs-up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) (CONT’D) So when RoadBlasters got plugged in

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">and stole Turbo’s thunder, boy was he jealous...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RoadBlasters is wheeled in. Kids abandon Turbo Time to play it. TURBO is left mid-game. He stops and looks across the arcade to Pole Position. His big smile turns to a frown.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) (CONT’D) So jealous that abandoned his

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">game...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">POWER STRIP: We watch the little Turbo dots cross the power cord from his game to RoadBlasters.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) (CONT’D) ...and tried to take over the new

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">one.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ROADBLASTERS — SHORT TIME LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 58

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A frustrated kid tries to play RoadBlasters, but the screen is in chaos -- an 8-bit Turbo glitches all over the track, causing the kid to crash his car.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KID 1 Is that-- that looks like Turbo!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KID 2 Aw what’s Turbo doing in this game?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(crashing) Aw c’mon!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KID 1 Mr. Litwak!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (V.O.) Turbo ended up putting both games

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">and himself out of order, for good. A WORKER wheels out both Turbo Time and Pole Position. BACK ON CALHOUN AND FELIX: Calhoun shakes her head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN The selfish man is like a mangy dog

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">chasing a cautionary tale.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They step onto a fallen peppermint tree acting as a bridge over a ravine.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I know, right? That’s why I have to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">get Ralph home, or the same thing’s gonna happen to my game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DING! DING! The entire tree is double stripe. It blinks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Huh?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The tree disappears. They fall into a pit of chocolate powder.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN What is this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A sign reads: NESQUIK SAND.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Nesquik Sand?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They start sinking. Felix panics.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Quik sand?! I’ll hop out and grab

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you one of those vines!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun stands calm, sizing up the situation. Felix flails as he tries to hop out of the sand. But his usual “boing” is more like a “bllllrgh” as the sand swallows him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) I can’t hop. I’m hopless! This is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">hopeless! We’re gonna drown here!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Stop thrashing! Stop moving--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you’re making us sink faster! He’s still panicking. Calhoun slaps him in the face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Get a hold of yourself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He looks at her, shocked. Suddenly they hear GIGGLING. They look up to see Laffy Taffy vines hanging from a tree. As the vines giggle, they stretch and lower towards them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Those vines. They’re Laffy Taffy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They’re attracted to whatever makes them laugh. Here, hit me again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She smacks him, lightly. The taffy vines retreat, disappointed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) That’s not funny enough. Harder.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hesitates.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Look, you’re a nice guy, I can’t--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (unusually forceful)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No, ma’am! The arcade is depending on us. Now do your duty, that’s an order!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She full on belts him. The taffy howls with laughter. He’s got a huge back eye.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Owwww! It’s working, hit me again!

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Ooh, your eye.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I can fix it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hits his eye with the hammer. His black eye goes away.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Now go-- ow! San Frantastic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WHAP! The vines howl. Felix smiles at her. He’s got teeth missing. He hammers his teeth. BLING! His teeth reappear.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Again! Ow! You mean business! Ow!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yikes on bikes!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hits. BLING. He fixes his face. She hits. BLING. He fixes his face. She hits. Bling. He fixes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) We’re... killing... them...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Finally, the vines are within reach. He grabs hold, then pulls her into his arms.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Hold on tight, m’lady.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The vine sweeps them up and out of the quicksand. The world slows down. Music swells. Calhoun looks up at Felix. For some reason he looks strong-jawed and heroic. He smiles down on her. Man, she’s beautiful. There’s a real chemistry between them. They arrive on the tree branch.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun notices that the Laffy Taffy are singing in a Disney- esque choir and have formed a heart shape around them. She pulls out her gun and shoots at the vines.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Alright, enough with the goo-goo

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">eyes. She looks at the sensor, all business.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) (climbing out of the tree)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Argh, we lost the cy-bug. Let’s go. Come on, we’ll get a better view from the air. Think you can fix that shuttle?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Can do. He follows back her towards the shuttle.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Down below the tree, unbeknownst to them, something has burrowed into the ground. We recognize the sounds of a cy-bug coming from the hole it made.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We see a Cy Bug emerge from the hole. It eats a candy cane and becomes striped.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. GO-KART BAKERY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">An impressive facility shaped like a giant cake. Birthday candle chimneys line the top. Ralph and Vanellope sneak past a guard’s booth with BEARD PAPA snoozing inside of it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. BAKERY WALL — MOMENTS LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They slink up to a giant door with a hefty dead-bolt on it. Vanellope’s face is painted huge on the door with a circle- slash through it and the words: “No Glitches Allowed!”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Alright, do your thing, knuckles.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Bust it open.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What’s this? You are a full on

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">criminal, aren’t you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Hey, we shook on it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. KART BAKERY

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SLAM CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph’s fist busts through the door, destroying it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Thank you, Jeeves.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs in. It’s dark. There’s nothing but a start button.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What is this place? Where are the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">karts?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hits the START BUTTON. A screen lights up. It reads: CHOOSE YOUR KART. There are a bunch of cool candy karts to choose from.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE We gotta make one.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What? No, no no. Look, kid, bad

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">idea, trust me. I don’t make things, I break things.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Looks like you’ll be stepping

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">outside your comfort zone then, Gladys.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(seeing a kart she likes) Ooh, this is a good one.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She presses the “choose” button. Suddenly the entire place lights up. There are levers and pulleys and bins.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GAME VOICE Welcome to the BAKERY. Let’s bake a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What is this, another game?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Yeah, well, it’s a mini game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE You have one minute to win it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">What? Come on, Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Go!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oversized numbers fly through air from the background to the foreground.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs over to giant steering wheel. Before her: two shoots, a balancing platform, a bowl, and a trash can.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MIXING!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The word “MIXING” flies through the air and knocks Ralph on the head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE (CONT’D) Put the ingredients in the bowl and

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">throw away the trash.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope hangs on the wheel to steer it. Egg come out of the shoot and onto the platform. She steers the wheel. The platform tilts to drop the eggs in the batter bowl.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Other objects come out of the shoots like boots, soccer balls, underpants, and hairbrushes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A recipe card keeps score. Vanellope’s having trouble with the steering and is missing the ingredients.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hair brush, no. Underpants. No, no!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(frustrated) You’re getting it all wrong, kid!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m trying!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The clock reads: 45 seconds.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Urgh. I’ll do it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He jumps up on the platform, catches all the ingredients, throws the good ones into the bowl and the bad ones all over the floor.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) No... yes... gross.. Milk, yes,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">yes!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The flour hits him. He falls into the batter. The beaters comes down and mix the batter, Ralph and all.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Batter up!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The batter and Ralph dump into a mold. Ralph crawls out of the batter just before it goes into the oven.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Come on, no sleeping on the job.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Baking!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph gets up, stumbles around, dizzy. The word “BAKING” flies through the air and clocks him. UMPH.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE (CONT’D) Pump up the heat and hold the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">perfect temperature.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs over and jumps on the bellows. She can’t get it hot enough.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ralph! A little help here.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ralph jumps on it. He completely breaks the bellows.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I’m on it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah, no problem, just give me this

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">thing here--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph grabs the hose and blows into it himself. The mercury rises.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Okay, good! A little more. That’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">it! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">His cheeks are bulging. He turns red...then purple...then blue.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DING! Vanellope cheers. Ralph collapses.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Yes! Come on, get up, Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Fifteen seconds! The door opens. The kart slides onto a conveyor belt.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE DECORATING!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph manages to duck under the “DECORATING” word.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The conveyor belt goes under a bunch of candy dispensers filled with everything from wheels to jimmies. They must

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">launch eggs off of a spatula aimed at targets on the respective bins.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Wheels first.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">How many? FOUR, doi! Got it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH VANELLOPE RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph hits the spatula four times hard. Four eggs launch, hit the target and four wheels pop out of the bin.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Now frosting. A buttload of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">frosting!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No problem.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hits the spatula several times. Several eggs go flying and smash the entire bin, which dumps all of its frosting onto the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Then the entire bin tips, knocks the next bin. The bins collapse like dominoes and dump all the ingredients down on the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh oh. The final buzzer sounds.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The kart drops down a ramp into a fancy garage.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Times up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They run to the garage door, on which there’s a beautiful image of a perfect kart. The garage door opens, revealing their abomination beneath it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VOICE (CONT’D) Congratulations. You did it. And

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">here’s your kart! Vanellope stares wide-eyed at the kart,.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Aye yi yi. Look, kid...I tried to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">warn you, I can’t make things, I just break--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I love it! You do?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE RALPH VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I love it. I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! Look, it’s got a real engine, and look at these wheels.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(kisses the wheels) I love it! I finally have a real kart!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hugs the kart. Ralph grins, pleased. Vanellope then grabs two small pastry bags.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE(CONT’D) Come on. A work of art like this

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">must be signed. BACK OUTSIDE: Beard Papa wakes with a start.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He sees Vanellope on the security camera. Beard Papa GASPS. He grabs his Red emergency phone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BEARD PAPA This is Beard Papa. The glitch is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">in the bakery! Get me King Candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK INSIDE THE BAKERY: Ralph and Vanellope finish putting their names on the kart and stand back to admire their work. Ralph’s smiling like a sap-- the first we’ve seen him smile.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Whoa. You have teeth? I’ve never

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">seen you smile before.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m not smiling. I’m gassy, okay?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They start to crack up, when:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (O.S.) Hold it right there, glitch!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy, Wynnchel, and Duncan drive in. King Candy sees Ralph and GASPS in shock!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) (seeing Ralph)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And Wreck-it Ralph?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh-oh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph aims the pastry bag at King Candy and the donuts and sprays them in the face, temporarily blinding them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Start the kart!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph throws Vanellope in the driver’s seat of her kart and hops on the back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Start the kart....

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She fiddles with the buttons and knobs but nothing happens.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) What are you waiting for?! C’mon,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">let’s go?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I... ah. I don’t know how to drive

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">a real kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You don’t what?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Duncan looks at King Candy, concerned.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN Are you hurt, Sire?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY No, he just glazed me! Get them!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph pushes off the floor with his hands. The kart takes off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Gang way!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 68

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. BAKERY — CONTINUOUS

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and Vanellope burst right through the wall. Ralph hand- pedals the ground faster. They catch a downhill and pick up speed. King Candy and the donuts are hot on their trail.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Stop in the name of the king,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">that’s me!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Get off the road!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph digs into the ground and takes a tight turn. The CLAW swat truck over-shoots and goes tumbling.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Head for Diet Cola Mountain!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They take a fork in the road.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Drive into the wall!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">What?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Right there, between the two sugar-

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">free lollipops!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Are you crazy?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Just do it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph aims the kart at the mountain head on! And just as we brace for impact, Ralph, Vanellope, and the kart hit the mountain wall, pixelate, and disappear.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. DIET COLA MOUNTAIN - CONTINUOUS

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and Vanellope come sweeping into a Dali-esque world of half-built game props. They CRASH. The kart ends up vertical against a rock, front wheels spinning.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. DIET COLA MOUNTAIN - CONTINUOUS

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy and the donut police screech to a halt. King Candy removes his goggles and looks around.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">69

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Where’d they go? Find that glitch.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Destroy that kart. She can’t be allowed to race.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Wynnchel and Duncan drive off. King Candy wipes his sweaty brow, upset.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. DIET COLA MOUNTAIN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph picks himself up and lays into Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Let me get this straight; you don’t

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">know how to drive.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Well no, not technically. But I

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">just thought-- Ralph gets to his feet.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What did you think?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(mocking voice)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oh, I’ll just magically win the race just because I really want to!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She grabs the steering wheel, eager.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Look wise guy, I know I’m a racer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I can feel it in my code.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH That’s it, I’m never getting my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">medal back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope jumps up and tries to push the kart off the rock. It doesn’t budge.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What is the big whoop about that

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">crummy medal anyway?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH The big whoop? Well this may come

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">as a shock to you, but in my game, I’m the bad guy, and I live in the garbage.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cool.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">70

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, not cool. Unhygienic. And

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">lonely. And boring. But that “crummy medal” was gonna change all that. I go home with that baby around my neck, and I’ll get a penthouse. Pies. Ice sculptures. Fireworks...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(off her blank stare) ...Ah, it’s grown up stuff. You wouldn’t understand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE No, I get it. That’s exactly what

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">racing would do for me. She goes back to trying to push the kart off the rock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Well, guess what?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">What?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH News flash! Neither one of us is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">getting what we want. Ralph stomps his foot. BOOM! Something explodes nearby.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) What was that?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph follows the sound. He comes to a room with a bubbling pool. He reads the signs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) (reading)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">“Diet cola hot springs. Watch out for falling Mentos?”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Yeah, check it out. Look!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope throws a rock at the stalactite. Hits it. A piece of Mentos falls into the pool. BOOM! A giant broiling geyser shoots up into the air.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Oh, you gotta watch out for the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">splash. That stuff’s broiling hot.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">71

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah, I got that, thank you. What

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">is this dump?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I think it’s some sort of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">unfinished bonus level. Yeah, it’s pretty cool, huh? I found that secret opening, and now I live here. See, look, look look!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She runs over to a crudely fashioned lean-to above a bed of candy-wrappers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Welcome to my home! I sleep in these candy wrappers. I bundle

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">myself up like a little homeless lady...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Suddenly, it occurs to Ralph: their plights are the same.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH By yourself, with all this garbage

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">around you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Well, yeah. I mean everyone here

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">says I’m just a mistake, and that I wasn’t even supposed to exist. What do you expect?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Listen, kid... I know it’s none of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">my business, but why do you even stick around this game?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE You really don’t know anything, do

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you? Glitches can’t leave their games. It’s one of the joys of being me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph looks around at her sad life. He gets a thought. He raises his giant fist and starts pounding the twisted, nonsense architecture.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Hey! What are you doing?! Come on! I know it’s a dump, but it’s all I

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">got!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (still pounding)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">If you’re going to be a racer, you have to learn how to drive, and you can’t do that without a track.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">REVEAL: He’s made a beginner’s track around the hot springs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Whoa. Ralph picks up the kart and puts it on the track.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Alright now, let’s hustle up. We

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">got some driving to do.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs in a circle around Ralph and the kart, cheering.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m gonna learn to drive! I’m gonna

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">learn to drive! I’m gonna--Wait. Do you know how to drive?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah! I mean, I haven’t done it,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">but look, I flew a spaceship today, okay?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE You crashed it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Just get in. How hard can it be?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Okay, uh... start it up. Vanellope starts it up and revs the engine.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT'D) There you go. Okay, now--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE There’s so much stuff in here!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Don’t start touching anything yet.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope touches everything. She turns on the lights.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What’s this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">73

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Them’s the lights.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE And what’s this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She hits the horn, holds.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH That’s the horn. Yeah, that’s still

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the horn.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I like the horn.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Listen, we got work to do!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Okay! She stops, focuses on him. He points to the pedals.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH So there’s some buttons on the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">floor... Pedals!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Pedals. Right. Now, that’s the Go

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">pedal. That, I believe is the stopper. And this.... Wait. What is this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(pressing the clutch) It doesn’t do anything.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He picks up the kart, looks closely at the pedals, and starts playing with them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What does this joystick do?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She pushes the gear shift. The kart jumps forward, dragging Ralph with it. He lands flat on his face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Vanellope stalls. Ralph lifts his head up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">AAOOWW!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH Good. Let’s try that again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH: standing in front of her. She zips forward and slams into Ralph.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUCH!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH: standing behind her. She grinds the gears, flies in reverse, slams into him. He

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">cries out. She slams into him again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH: hiding behind a rock. Vanellope bucks forward, hits a tree. The tree falls, lands

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">on Ralph’s head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE: steering through an obstacle course. CUT to reveal Ralph is pushing the kart from behind, guiding her around the rocks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH: motion-steering as Vanellope watches. She turns the wheel and slams into a rock. Spitting out a tooth, she gives a “thumbs up.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">JUMP CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE: driving in first gear. She lifts her foot off the clutch slowly and moves forward smoothly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Hey, wait, you’re doing it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She shifts again. Oh, I am.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Okay. Shift it again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 75

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She makes it around the track. Shifts perfectly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Whoa! I told you; racing’s in my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">code! She drives faster...and faster.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Whoa, whoa whoa! Eyes on the wheel!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Hey Ralphie, watch this! I’m going

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">off road!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She jumps the track then drives right up a steep, natural ramp. She jumps a part of broken track. Lands perfectly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She makes another jump. Perfect.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I got that medal in the bag.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She then aims for a giant jump...takes flight and....GLITCH!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Her kart glitches about in the air, out of control. She’s headed right for the stalactite. She SCREAMS!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Look out!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She ducks, but her spoiler hits the Mentos. She glitches again and crash lands on the track on the other side.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Giant chunks of Mentos fall into the hot springs. Geysers shoot up. Ralph jumps out of the way of the boiling cola falling around him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope keeps spins out of control. She skids to a stop. She looks spooked, but then she shakes it off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE So, how’d I do?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Um... well, you almost blew up the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">whole mountain.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Right, right, that’s a good note.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You’ve got to get that glitch under

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">control, kid!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">76

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Okay, I will, I will! And then you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">think I got a chance? He contemplates.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">...Tiny. She jumps up and around Ralph shouting--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Yes! I’m gonna win! I’m gonna win!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I’m gonna win! I’m gonna win!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (giving in to her

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">enthusiasm) Top shelf.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Top shelf! They fist bump.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. KING CANDY’S CASTLE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy paces in front of his kart throne. Sour Bill follows, waving him with a fan lollipop.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The castle doors open. Wynnchel and Duncan approach.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (urgent)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Did you find her? Tell me you found her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The donut cops shake their heads, no, solemnly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) You didn’t? Go... leave me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The donuts leave.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy thinks, gets an idea, then storms off through the door by his throne. Sour Bill hurries after him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 77

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. “UNDERGROUND” CHAMBER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">An elevator door opens and King Candy and Sour Bill step out and walk along what looks like the insides of a wire.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy approaches a large door, upon which rests a game controller. He types in a cheat code. The door swings open.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King candy steps through it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. THE GAME’S CODE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">For the code savvy, it’s clearly a node graph. To the rest of us it looks like an electric spider web of glowing threads connecting an endless number of vault-like boxes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Oh the code, the sweet life blood

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">of the game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The boxes are labelled with icons and text, saying everything from: “GOBSTOPPER VALLEY” and “CHOCOLATE RIVER” to “TAFFYTA MUTTONFUDGE” and “SOUR BILL.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The physics are different here, and so King Candy floats as if in zero gravity. He drifts amongst the web, cautiously.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) Where are you? Let’s see....

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Stadium.... Jumbotron. There it is the “Winner’s Cup.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He double-clicks the box labeled “WINNER’S CUP.” The box opens. Inside floats a bunch of smaller boxes labeled “Coin,” interconnected with threads. Amongst the boxes, one stands out. Its label says, “MEDAL.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) One of these things is not like the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">others. You! We’re going to give you a nice new home.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy slides the Medal box out of the Winner’s Box and along the network of threads. He arrives in front of a very special box, connected with the most number of threads. It’s labeled, “KING CANDY.” He double clicks it. It opens and he slides the “Medal” box inside.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A string of ones and zeros gathers around his neck, then solidifies into The Medal of Heroes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Success.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 78

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He floats back towards the door. On his way he passes by a box that is off alone, with no threads attached. It glitches. Its label says: “VANELLOPE VON SCHWEETZ.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (O.S.) (CONT’D) Sour Bill, I’m going out. You’re in

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">charge of the castle until I get back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT./EXT. SPACE POD

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The cy-bug sensor is locked on the dash, scanning. There are no bugs detected.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun pilots. Felix stares at her, blushing-- unapologetically smitten.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Your face is still red, you might

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">want to hit it with your hammer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Oh that’s not blunt force trauma,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ma’am. That’s just the honey glow in my cheeks.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ma’am, I just gotta tell

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you...You’re one dynamite gal. Calhoun reacts.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: Calhoun at the gun range, letting out a round. BRAD in the cubicle next to her, turns, impressed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BRAD Wow, you are one dynamite gal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: Calhoun and Brad, sharing a Sunday.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BRAD (CONT’D) One dynamite gal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: Calhoun and Brad having a flowery picnic.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BRAD (CONT’D) Dynamite gal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 79

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: Brad on one knee proposing.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BRAD (CONT’D) Dynamite gal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: Calhoun and Brad’s wedding.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BRAD (CONT’D) Dynamite gal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The glass shatters as the bug bursts in.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. SHIP — DAY, BACK TO PRESENT

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SLAM CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun snaps back to reality, upset, almost livid. She banks the ship hard to the right. Felix goes tumbling.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She lands the ship in the woods by the castle.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Get out!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX All I said is you’re a dynamite

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">gal!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN I said GET OUT!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He climbs out. Turns to say something else, but the glass comes down immediately and the ship lifts off.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (distraught)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Jimminy jamminy... He lumbers off towards the castle.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. KING CANDY’S CASTLE DOOR — SHORT TIME LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix knocks on the castle door. Sour Bill opens the door.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Mmmmyes?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">80

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I’m Fix-it Felix, Jr,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">game Fix-it Felix Jr. my friend, Ralph?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Wreck-it Ralph?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Yes, yes, that’s him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Shoulda locked him up

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the chance.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Locked him up?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">sir, from the Have you seen

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">when we had

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill grabs a handle and pulls. A trap door opens and Felix falls in.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Not making the same mistake with

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you. Oh my land!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. DIET SODA MOUNTAIN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (falling)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope comes running out of the secret door. Ralph pushes the kart out behind her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Come on Ralph! This is it. This is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">really happening. I almost don’t believe it. I mean, I have dreamt about it for so long, and now...now I think I’m gonna puke, actually. I mean I think I might puke. You know, like a verp?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A what?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Vomit and a burp together, and you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">can taste it, and it’s just like rising up.... Oh this is so exciting!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">81

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yes! It is. It’s exciting!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I mean, am I ready to be a real

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">racer? Ralph, what if the gamers don’t like me?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Who doesn’t love a brat with dirty

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">hair? Come on, those people are gonna love you. You know why? Because you’re a winner.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m a winner.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH And you’re adorable.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m adorable.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH And everyone loves an adorable

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">winner! Yeah! Okay. Come on.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She laughs and hops in her kart. Ralph climbs on the back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Listen to me: if you get nervous,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">just keep telling yourself: “I must win Ralph’s medal or his life will be ruined.” And have fun. Got it?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Got it. Vanellope starts driving away, then slams on the brakes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Wait. Hold on!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph FALLS forward. She puts it in reverse, then stops short. He FALLS off the back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Where are you going?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">82

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I forgot something. I’ll be right

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope runs back into the mountain. Ralph watches after her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Huh. kids...!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He sighs, content. We hear the sound of a kart engine.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (O.S.) Ralph, there you are! Hello!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph turns to see King Candy getting out of his kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Now, I came alone. Unarmed. Whoa--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He ducks as a boulder flies past his head.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’ve had enough of you, Pillow

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Pants. Ralph chases King Candy around a giant gum drop.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Now, calm down! Calm down!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m gonna beat the filling out of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (putting on giant glasses)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You wouldn’t hit a guy with glasses, would you?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph grabs the glasses off of his face and knocks King Candy on the head with them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) Oh you hit a guy WITH glasses, well

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">played. Ralph grabs him by the lapels.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What do you want, Candy?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">83

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY For you to close your mouth. Your

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">breath... Listen, I just want to talk to you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m not interested in anything you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">have to say.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY How about this? Are you interested

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">in this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy holds up the Medal of Heroes. Shocked to see it, Ralph drops King Candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH My medal. How did you--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY It doesn’t matter. It’s yours....

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Go ahead. Take it. Ralph takes the medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) All I ask is that you hear me out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph stares at the medal as he considers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH ...About what?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Ralph, do you know what the hardest

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">part about being a King is? Doing what’s right, no matter what.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Get to the point.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Point being, I need your help. Sad

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">as it is, Vanellope cannot be allowed to race.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Why are you people so against her?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY I’m not against her. I’m trying to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">protect her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">84

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) If Vanellope wins that race, she’ll

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">be added to the Race Roster.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We close in on King Candy’s eye and into his mind, where we see Vanellope pop up as one of the nine daily avatars.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A gamer selects Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (V.O.) Then gamers can choose her as their

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">avatar. And when they see her glitching and twitching and just being herself...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASH FORWARD: Vanellope glitching all over the track.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (V.O.)(CONT’D) ...they’ll think our game is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">broken. We’ll be put out of order, for good.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASH FORWARD: The Out-of-Order gets slapped onto the Sugar Rush console.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy’s subjects rush into Game Central.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY(V.O.)(CONT’D) All my subjects will be homeless.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">But there’s one who cannot escape, because she’s a glitch.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASH FORWARD: A scared Vanellope is sucked into the vortex of un-plugged oblivion.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Help! Somebody help!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (V.O) And when the game’s plug is pulled,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">she’ll die with it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">We pull out of the FLASH FORWARD through Ralph’s eyes. He’s horrified by the thought.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You don’t know that’ll happen. The

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">gamers could love her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY And if they don’t?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph sits down, eyes still on his medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">85

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) I know it’s tough. But heroes have

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to make the tough choices, don’t they? She can’t race, Ralph. But she won’t listen to me. So, can I count on you to talk a little sense into her?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph contemplates, then gives a small, pained nod.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) Very good.... Now, I’ll give you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">two some time alone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy disappears around the bend. Ralph stares at the medal. He hears Vanellope returning. He stands, braces himself, and puts the medal in his pocket.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m back. Did you miss me?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yeah. Yeah. Hey, can we talk for a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">second?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Wait. First, kneel down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What? No, no, we really--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Will ya just do it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ok. He kneels down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Now close your eyes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Shush. Close ‘em!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He shuts them. She ties something around his neck.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Okay. Open ‘em up!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 86

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He looks down and sees a small, handmade candy heart on a string, on which is hand-painted the words: “To Stink Brain.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (reading)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">To Stink Brain. Gee, thanks. VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Turn it over. He does. On the back is painted the words: “You’re my Hero.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) I made it for you, just in case we

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">don’t win. Not that I think there’s even a remote chance we’re not gonna win.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (this is killing him)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Thanks kid, Um listen--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Now rise, my royal chump! I’ve got

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">a date with destiny! (Ralph doesn’t move)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph, come on, move your molasses!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Um, I’ve been thinking--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE That’s dangerous.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Who cares about this stupid race,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">anyway?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE That’s not very funny, Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, I’m serious. It was really fun

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to build the kart and everything but maybe you shouldn’t do it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">That gets her attention.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ah, hello? Is Ralph in there? I’d

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">like to speak to him please.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">87

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Look, what I’m saying is, you can’t

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">be a racer. Her eyes go down to his chest and she sees something.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What? Why would you--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She pulls the Medal of Heroes out of Ralph’s pocket.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Wait a minute. Where did you get

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Look, I’m gonna be straight with

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you; I’ve been talking to King Candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE King Candy? You sold me out?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You don’t understand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE No, I understand plenty, traitor.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She throws the medal at him. It hits him in the face and falls to the ground. She jumps back in the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) You’re a rat. And I don’t need you!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I can win that race on my own.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH But I’m trying to save your skin,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">kid! Ralph grabs her and picks her up out of the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Hey! Put me down. Let me go!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He sets her down. She immediately makes a dash for the kart. Ralph blocks her way. She struggles to get around him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, you listen to me. You know

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">what’s gonna happen when the players see you glitching? They’re gonna think the game’s broken.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">88

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I don’t care, you’re a liar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You better care, because if your

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">game goes out of order, you go down with the ship, little sister!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m not listening to you! Get out

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">of my way! She gets under his leg and gets back in the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) I’m going to that race!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He pulls her out again and holds her by the scruff. She thrashes and kicks at him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, you’re not.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hangs her by her hood on the edge of a pointy gumdrop.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Take me down from here, Ralph,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">right now!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No.... I’m doing this for your own

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">good.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He goes over to the kart and raises his fists. She struggles to get free, but can’t.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Wait. Wait. Wait. No. No. No.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Please, Ralph! No! Stop! But he doesn’t stop. He destroys the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She sobs. Then she glitches and lands on her butt on the ground.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The kart is in ruins. Ralph turns to her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) (heartbroken)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You really are a bad guy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She runs sobbing into the mountain entrance. Ralph hangs his head. He sighs, then walks over and picks up his medal.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 89 He starts down the road alone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DISSOLVE TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. FIX-IT FELIX, JR.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph rides up on the push cart, wearing his medal. It’s awfully quiet. All the lights are out at the Niceland Apartments, but for a single light in the Penthouse.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. PENTHOUSE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The door hangs slightly open. Ralph pushes it the rest of the way and steps inside. The place looks like it’s been looted.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hello? Anybody home? Felix? Mary?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE (O.S.) Well, you actually went and did it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">There, by the bar, stands Gene, pouring one last Martini.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Gene? Where is everybody?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE They’re gone. After Felix went to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">find you and then didn’t come back, everyone panicked and abandoned ship.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH But--but I’m here now.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE It’s too late, Ralph. Litwak’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">pulling our plug in the morning.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Gene motions towards the balcony. Ralph goes over and looks out. He sees the Out-of-Order sign taped to the console.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE (CONT’D) But, never let it be said I’m not a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">man of my word. The place is yours, Ralph. Enjoy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Gene tosses Ralph the keys to the Penthouse. Ralph catches them and looks at them, upset, as Gene grabs his suitcase and heads for the door.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">90

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Gene, wait. Listen, this is not

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">what I wanted. Gene stops and turns back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE So what did you want Ralph?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I don’t know, I just.... I was just

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">tired of living alone in the garbage.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">GENE Well now you can live alone in the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">penthouse. Gene leaves.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. PENTHOUSE BALCONY — SHORT TIME LATER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DISSOLVE TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph stands there, alone. He looks down at the Medal of Heroes. He shakes his head, disgusted, then throws it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The medal smacks against the game screen. The hit on the screen causes one corner of the tape on the Out-of-Order sign to release. The sign goes crooked.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He looks out the game screen and sees the Sugar Rush console across the way. It reminds him of the homemade medal Vanellope gave him. It’s still around his neck. He takes it off and turns it to the side that says, “You’re my Hero.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hugs it to his chest and looks back out at the Sugar Rush game. He notices something...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">There on the console’s side, are illustrations of all the racers, including Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON RALPH: That makes him think...then run off. CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. SUGAR RUSH, THE BASE OF DIET COLA MOUNTAIN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill loads the scraps of Vanellope’s kart into a candy wheelbarrow. A shadow rises over him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">91

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (O.S.) Hey cough drop. Explain something

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to me... Sour Bill turns to see Ralph, looming, fists on hips.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) If Vanellope was never meant to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">exist, then why is HER picture on the side of the game console?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Uuhhhhhh...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill makes a run for it. Ralph grabs him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What’s going on in this candy-

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">coated Heart of Darkness?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Nothin’. Talk. No. I’ll lick you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL RALPH SOUR BILL RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL You wouldn’t.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Oh yeah? Ralph gives him a quick lick. Sour Bill cringes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL That’s like sandpaper.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hmm, wonder how many licks it’ll

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">take to get to your center.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL I’ll take it to my grave.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Fair enough.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph tosses Sour Bill in his mouth.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">92

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) (puckering)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ooh-hoo-hoo. They call you Sour Bill for a reason.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill SCREAMS as Ralph swishes him around. Finally, Ralph pulls him out.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Had enough yet?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Sour Bill squeals like stoolie.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Okay, I’ll talk. I’ll talk. I’ll

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">talk. Vanellope WAS a racer until King Candy tried to delete her code-

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">As Sour Bill spills the beans...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: King Candy in the code room, tearing all the connections off of Vanellope’s code.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (O.S.) Tried to delete her code? So that’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">why she’s a glitch! BACK ON RALPH: shocked.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh-huh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Why is he doing this to her?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL I don’t know.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Suit yourself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph threatens to eat him again. Sour Bill throws his arms up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL No no no, I swear, I don’t know!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FLASHBACK: We see King Candy floating through the code room, scooping up nodes of memory into a royal chest. He locks the chest with a pad lock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">93

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL (CONT’D) He literally locked up our

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">memories. And I cannot remember. Nobody can.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON SOUR BILL: Arms still up, praying he won’t be eaten.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL (CONT'D) But I do know this. He’ll do

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">anything to keep her from racing, because if she crosses the finish line, the game will reset and she won’t be a glitch anymore.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Where is she now?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL In the Fungeon with Fix-it Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL And that’s all I know. I swear. Now

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">please don’t put me back in your filthy mouth again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph licks Sour Bill, then sticks him to a tree.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Stick around.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL Yes okay, I will, I will, thank

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH, LICORICE FIELD

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun patrols the area. Her scanner goes off. She pulls out her gun and follows the beep.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Come on, I know you’re out there.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The signal suddenly drops out. She hits the tri-quarter, frustrated.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Ugh. Saccharine-saturated

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">nightmare.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 94

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The tri-quarter suddenly goes off, loudly. She looks around on alert.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) But-- where...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The ground gives way and she tumbles into...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A GIANT CAVERN: She grabs licorice roots to keep from falling into the nest below, full of hatching cy-bug eggs and candy- coated cy-bugs traveling in and out of long caverns.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) (to herself)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Doomsday and Armageddon just had a baby and it is ugly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">THE TIME CLOCK IN THE SKY: The arcade opens in less than an hour. We pull back and through a barred window into...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. FELIX’S CELL, KING CANDY’S FUNGEON

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A frustrated Felix calls out the dungeon window.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Hello! Somebody?! Anybody! Please

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">let me out! He shakes the bars. One bar is loose.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) What’s he say? How does he say it?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(imitating Ralph) I’m gonna wreck it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He hits the bars with his hammer. They fortify, stronger.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Oh why do I fix everything I

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">touch?! Suddenly, Ralph bursts through the wall.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ralph! I’m so glad to see you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix throws his arms around Ralph. Changing his mind, he lets go and turns away from him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">95

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) Wait. No I’m not. What do you have

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to say for yourself? Wait, I don’t want to hear it. I’m not talking to you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Ok, don’t talk, that’s fine. But

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you have to fix this go-kart for me, pronto.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX I don’t have to do boo...forgive my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">potty mouth. I’m just so, so, cross with you. Do you have any idea what you’ve put me through? I ran higgledy-piggledy all over creation looking for you. I almost drowned in chocolate milk mix. And then I met the most dynamite gal. She just gives me the honey-glow something awful. But she rebuffed my affections. And then I got thrown in jail.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Felix, pull yourself together.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX No Ralph, you don’t know what it’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">like to be rejected and treated like a criminal!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Yes, I do. That’s everyday of my

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">life. It is?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Which is why I ran off. And I tried

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">to be a good guy. But I’m not. I’m just a bad guy. And I need your help. There’s a little girl whose only hope is this kart. Please, Felix, fix it and I promise I will never try to be good again.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix can’t help but be moved.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 96

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. VANELLOPE’S CELL

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope sits in a fungeon fortress. The door looks unbreakable. Silly pictures and games line the walls. Vanellope sits in the middle of the room with a “Glitch proof” collar and chains around her waist. BAM! Ralph busts the door down and pushes in her fixed kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I know, I know, I know. I’m an

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">idiot. And...? And a real numbskull.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH A...Stink brain?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE The stinkiest brain ever.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH RACE ARENA

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE RALPH VANELLOPE RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And...? A selfish diaper baby.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Giant soda bottles pop and spray. The lids of the fan boxes fly off, revealing hundreds of spectators. The racers line up at the start. A blimp flies over head. King Candy stands in his royal box.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY My sweet subjects, I can without a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">pinch of hesitation assure you that I have never been so happy in all my life to say the following words: Let the Random Roster Race commence!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Cheers! King Candy slides down his royal banner. He lands in his own kart. A MARSHMALLOW waves the checkered flag. And they’re off!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 97

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BEHIND THE STANDS: Ralph and Felix ride on the back of Vanellope’s kart, holding on for dear life, as she drives.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Remember, you don’t have to win!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Just cross that finish line, and you’ll be a real racer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">As they enter the arena, Ralph and Felix jump off the kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m already a real racer, and I’m

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">gonna win! Vanellope speeds across the starting line. She’s in the race!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">OUT ON THE TRACK: The racers enter GUM BALL PASS and must dodge gum balls the size of bowling balls.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Adorabeezle Winterpop hits a Power-Up. Her kart transforms to reveals an ice cream cannon.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Power up!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She shoots a scoop of ice cream, hitting Jubileena square in the face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER (CONT’D) Oh, Ala Mode!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy hits a Power-Up. The hood of his kart opens and unleashes a canon. He fires three fireballs at Rancis and Minty, knocking them out of his way.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Have some candy!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER Further back on the track, Vanellope passes Minty Zaki.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">MINTY ZAKI

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope! Vanellope then catches up to Taffyta.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Pardon me. Excuse me. Hot soup!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Coming through! Lady with a baby!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RANCIS It’s the glitch, it’s the glitch!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Red hots!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">98

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA The glitch?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta pulls ahead and up the layer cake, lined with giant cherries. She passes Candlehead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA (CONT'D) (to Candlehead)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Light ‘em up, Candlehead!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Candlehead leans over and lights the cherry stems with the flame on her helmet. They turn into cherry bombs that blast as Vanellope glitches passes them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER What’s this? Cherry bombs!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Taffyta hits a Power-Up. Sprinkle spikes shoot out the back of her kart and hit Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFTYA Stay sweet, glitch!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope glitches all over the place, out of control.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ANNOUNCER Oh, Taffy-Whacked!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">IN THE ARENA: Ralph and Felix watch, aghast.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Oh no, she’s glitching!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Come on, kid. Get it under control.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE TRACK:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Tafftya, Candlehead, and Rancis shoot into a giant straw. Vanellope glitches up the rear.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFTYA I told you. You’re just an accident

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">waiting to happen!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She suddenly glitches between the karts and ends up in front, driving straight.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Shocked, the racers lose control and spin out, just as the tunnel spits them out over the sea.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope lands hard on the ramp on the far shore, stunned and confused.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 99

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The rest of the racers miss and crash into giant cupcakes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA (spitting out frosting)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Waaaaaaaaa.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CANDLEHEAD I’m a burnout!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (to herself)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Keep it under control, Vanellope. No more glitching.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">IN THE ARENA: Ralph and Felix cheer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Okay, kid, let’s finish this thing

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">without any more surprises--UMPH! Ralph is punched in the face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Hope you’re happy, junk pile.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">This game is going down, and it’s all your fault.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX My lady? You came back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Can it, Fix-it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">(back to Ralph) That cy-bug you brought with you, multiplied.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, it died in the taffy swamp.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The earth shakes. Cracks. Cy-bugs burst out of the ground.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Bull. Roar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph gasps in shock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE TRACK: Vanellope catches King Candy, passes him. She takes the lead.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK IN THE ARENA: Calhoun holds off bugs and ushers the crowd out of the stands.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN (CONT’D) Listen up! Head to Game Central

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Station now. Move it, let’s go, go, go!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The spectators scream and hotfoot it out of the stands.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph sees Cy-bugs swarming the finish line, attracted to the neon glow “FINISH.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">What? No! He runs over and starts punching them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Get away. Shoo! Go on, go back to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">your game!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ENTRANCE TO THE NOUGAT MINES: Vanellope enters the mines. King Candy takes a short cut.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE THE NOUGAT MINES: King Candy sweeps in and rear-ends her so hard that she spins out. He hits her again and her front end goes up on his hood. She tries to shift and get off of his hood.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY Get off this track!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">King Candy stands up, breaks the antenna off of his kart, and whacks at her. She screams.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY (CONT’D) I forbid you to cross that finish

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">line!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK AT THE FINISH LINE: Felix and Ralph continue fighting off bugs. Felix points to the jumbotron.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ralph, look!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Kid!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (seeing Vanellope in

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">danger)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK IN THE MINES:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She and King Candy wrestle with the antenna. She glitches nervously, causing King Candy to glitch, too.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY No, no! I’m not letting you undo

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">all my hard work! Vanellope grabs King Candy’s antenna and WRESTLES with him. BACK IN THE ARENA: Felix and Ralph see it on the Jumbotron.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Is that...?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, it can’t be.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">ON JUMBOTRON: The more King Candy glitches, the more we lose sight of him and get flashes of a creepy, familiar face.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH AND FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TURBO! BACK IN THE MINES: Vanellope screams in shock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE What? Who are you?!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY I’m Turbo! I’m the greatest racer

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">in this arcade! And I didn’t escape Roadblasters, learn code, and reprogram this game to let you and your obese warthog of a friend take it away from me!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He aims for a wall separating a fork in the road. He’s going to ram her right into it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No! Stop! The wall gets closer. King Candy laughs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KING CANDY End of the line, glitch.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE ...Glitch.... That’s it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">That gives her an idea. The world seems to slow down as she concentrates.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Come on. You can do it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Concentrate. And... Glitch!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH 102

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She glitches. Disappears. Reappears to the left of the wall. King Candy swerves, bounces off the wall, and heads down the right hand tunnel.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Sweet mother of monkey milk! I did

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope speeds off and out of the mines. King Candy, on the other hand, speeds right into the open mouth of a cy-bug!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK AT THE FINISH LINE: Ralph sees her coming. He and Felix have a path cleared for her.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX There she is, Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Bring it home, kid! The finish

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">line’s wide open!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BOOM! Cy-bugs start bursting out of the ground on the track. Vanellope screams and swerves around them, aiming for the finish line.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">But a cy-bug bursts out right in front of her. She crashes into it and goes flying.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No! Ralph and Felix leave the finish line and run to her. Ralph scoops her up out of candy debris.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) Kid, are you okay?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE I’m fine, I’m fine. Let’s finish

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">this race!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (O.S.) Ralph, look!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph turns to see that finish line is completely over-run by bugs. It collapses.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (CONT’D) I can’t fix that.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Let’s go.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE But I didn’t cross the finish line!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH There is no finish line.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They run out of the arena. ON THE RAINBOW: Calhoun shoots bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Everybody out! Now, now, now!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and Vanellope come running up the rainbow.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ralph, it’s not gonna work.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH We gotta try.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph runs through the exit with Vanellope on his shoulders, but she’s ripped back into the game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ralph, I told you, I can’t leave

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the game. He tries to push her through, but she can’t leave.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Come on, get through, it’s got to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">work.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ouch. Stop. It’s no use.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix joins Calhoun as the last of the citizens leaves.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN That’s everyone. Now we’ve got to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">blow up this exit.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Just go without me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH No, I’m not leaving you here alone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph and Vanellope look out at the destruction around them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX But what about this game?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN There’s nothing we can do. Without

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">a beacon, there’s no way to stop these monsters.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph looks up at Diet Cola Mountain.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A beacon? (to Vanellope)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Stay with Felix. He jumps onto Calhoun’s cruiser. Wobbles. Steadies himself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D) (to Calhoun)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Let me borrow that, lady.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ralph, where are you going?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH What I do best; I’m gonna wreck it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun steps ahead of Felix and Vanellope and shoots at the advancing bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Fix-it, get behind me!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph flies off, through the air, most ungracefully. Bugs attack. He punches them out of his way, sways, almost falls.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph reaches the top of Diet Cola Mountain and jumps off the hover board. The crater’s center is like petrified Mentos (think Giant’s Causeway). Ralph punches it with all of his might. RUMBLE.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INSIDE VANELLOPE’S LAIR: Small pieces break off the giant stalactite and land in the hot cola beneath. Bright glowing geysers shoot up all around.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE CRATER: Ralph gives it all he’s got. The crater cracks all around. He prepares for a final blow.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">One more!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SLAM! Ralph is knocked aside by what we assume is a cy-bug. He slams hard into the rim of the mountain. He shakes it off, as we hear a familiar sinister LAUGH.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph looks up to see he is face-to-face with a giant, monstrous King Candy Turbo Cy-bug mash up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Uh-oh.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG Hello, old friend. Like what you

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">see? Be honest.... Because of you, I’m now the most powerful virus in the arcade. I can take over any game I want. I should thank you, but it’d be more fun to kill you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Turbo lunges at him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG (CONT’D) Have some candy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph gets past him. Turbo grabs him, throws him back again. Ralph gets to his feet and dives for the crater.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG (CONT’D) Get back here little guy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Turbo catches him by his feet and flies him way up into the air.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Up we go. No!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK AT THE RAINBOW: Calhoun struggles to fight off the cy- bugs as they swarm the exit. Felix pushes Vanellope behind him protectively.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Calhoun runs out of Ammunition. She resorts to swatting away bugs with the butt of her gun, but they close in.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Fall back!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She and Felix fall back through the exit. Vanellope stands before the bugs, alone.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK IN THE AIR: Ralph sees the bugs closing in on Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG Look at that. Your little friend is

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">doomed. Let’s watch her die together, shall we?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No! Turbo flips Ralph around and catches him by his collar.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG Guess, it’s game over for both of

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">you.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph looks down at Vanellope, then looks to his goal, the volcano now so very far below him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (determined) No. Just for me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph breaks free from Turbo’s grasp.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE RAINBOW: Vanellope sees Ralph falling from such a great height.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A bug closes in on her. She glitches and lands on top of the cy-bug. Glitches again and lands on top of another one, heading towards the mountain.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK IN THE AIR: Ralph recites the Bad Guy Affirmation on his way down.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m bad, and that’s good. I will

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">never be good, and that’s not bad.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope’s medal slips out of his shirt. He grabs onto it and hugs it to his chest.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT'D) There’s no one I’d rather be than

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">me.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He slams his fists down on the volcano’s Mentos crater. It cracks all around.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">IN DIET-COLA MOUNTAIN: The stalactite falls towards the broiling hot diet cola. Ralph falls with it. This is it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Suddenly, Vanellope rides up the side ramp in a kart. She makes the big jump and catches Ralph on the hood of her kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Kid?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Don’t worry, I got it under

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">control!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She bounces off the stalactite, and glitches through the other side of the mountain, just as the mountain erupts.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The cy-bugs instinctively stop fighting. They turn and fly towards the geyser's bright light. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Up in the air, Turbo looks around at the other bugs.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">You fools! Why are you going into the light--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Turbo looks at the light and his eyes suddenly bulge like an entranced cy-bug. He flies towards the light.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">KC TURBO BUG (CONT’D)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">No, no. (laughs)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">I must go into the light! He flies right into the light and is zapped. Ralph and Vanellope crash land in the chocolate river, safe.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (laughs)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Chocolate? I love chocolate. Felix and Calhoun see it all from the rainbow.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX You did it, Ralph! You did it,

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">brother!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">He laughs for joy. Felix hops up and gives Calhoun an 8-bit- kiss on her cheek. A little ten-point heart rises up. She looks at him like she’s going to kill him. Yanks him up by

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">his collars and slams her lips on his. It’s worth ten thousand points.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DISSOLVE TO:

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH RACE ARENA

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix puts the finishing touches on the finish line.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">All fixed! Ralph puts Vanellope into her own, dented kart.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH You ready for this?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE As ready as I’ll ever be.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph gives Vanellope a push. She rolls across the line. Sparkles flicker everywhere.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. CODE ROOM: The threads flicker. Vanellope’s lonely box is suddenly attached to the giant web by dozens of threads.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. SUGAR RUSH LANDSCAPE: The landscape resets back to all its beauty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">THE POWER CORD ENTRANCE: The citizens of Sugar Rush flood back into the game in amazement.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE TRACK: Vanellope rises up out of her kart, into the air, and twirls.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) Whoa. What’s with all the magic

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">sparkles?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">A beautiful princess dress forms on her body. A crown appears on her head, a wand in her hand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">IN THE CODE ROOM: The memory box unlocks and strings of memory pour out of it.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">BACK ON THE TRACK: Vanellope’s eyes widen as her memory comes rushing back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The faces of her citizens brighten as they remember, too. Sour Bill returns, a candy tree limb stuck to his back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">SOUR BILL (kneeling down)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Now I remember. All hail the Rightful Ruler of Sugar Rush: Princess Vanellope.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The kids look to each other in panic; the horrible way they treated her coming back to haunt them.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA (cool-headed)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Hey Vanellope, you know all that stuff we said earlier, that was all a joke, you know that, right?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (a voice like Snow White)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Tut-tut. As your merciful princess, I hereby decree that everyone who was ever mean to me shall be...executed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RACERS What?! No, please!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">They cry. They wail. Felix and Calhoun share a look -- this is getting creepy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Oh my land!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN This place just got interesting.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (back to her normal voice)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ahhhh....I’m just kidding. Stop crying, Taffyta.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">TAFFYTA (a total mess)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">...I’m trying... it won’t stop.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Wow, so this the real you, a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">princess.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Ralph, what are you, nuts? This

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">isn’t me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope concentrates and glitches right out of the dress and crown and back into her regular clothes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH This is me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">What?

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yeah, who?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">DUNCAN

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE (CONT’D) RALPH VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Look, the code may say I’m a princess, but I know who I really am, Ralph, I’m a racer with the greatest superpower ever. I was here. I was there. I was glitching through the walls. I’m not giving that up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WYNNCHEL Pardon me for asking, but without a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">princess, who’s gonna lead us?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Uhhhhh ME. I’m thinking more along

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the lines of a constitutional democracy. President Vanellope Von Schweetz. Has a nice ring to it, don’cha think?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CALHOUN Fix-it, Wreck-it, the arcade’s

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">about to open. Let’s move ‘em out! Felix joins Calhoun in the shuttle parked by the finish line. Ralph turns to Vanellope. She runs into his arms.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE You know, you could just stay here

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">and live in the castle. You’d have your own wing where no one would ever complain about your stench, or treat you bad ever again. You could be happy.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH I’m already happy. I’ve got the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">coolest friend in the world.... (off her smile)

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">And besides, I’ve got a job to do, too. It may not be as fancy as being president, but it’s my duty. And it’s a big duty.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ha.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX Ralph? Are you coming, brother?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph sets Vanellope down. They fist bump.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH See ya later, President

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Fartfeathers.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Au revoir, Admiral Underpants.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH And farewell, Baroness Boogerface.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE Goodbye, Major Body Odor!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH Hasta la vista...

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph! Alright, to be continued.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Yeah!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">VANELLOPE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph jumps in the shuttle and watches her until the door closes.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. BADANON

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph sits amongst the usual BadAnon folk.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH So yeah, I’m taking life one game

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">at a time, and I gotta tell ya, I feel like a new Ralph.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The bad guys all clap.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">CUT TO:

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. LITWAK’S ARCADE

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Litwak grabs the out-of-order sign, just as Ralph rushes into the game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (IN GAME) I’m gonna wreck it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">LITWAK Hey, look at that! The gang’s all

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">here. False alarm.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Litwak crumples up the sign. The Moppet Girl starts to play the game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. NICELANDER APARTMENTS — GAME PLAY: The same building. Same game. Ralph falls in the mud. SPLAT.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) Course, the job hasn’t changed. But

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">the Nicelanders are actually being nice to me.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">The Nicelanders bring him a Penthouse cake. His ugly figurine is on the roof of it with everyone else this time.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) And that got me thinking about

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">those guys left without a game.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. NICELAND APARTMENTS: The homeless characters hang out the windows and scream along with the Nicelanders as Ralph and Coily wreck the building.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) So we asked some of our friends to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">help us out on the bonus levels. And I swear our game hasn’t been this popular in years. The gamers, they say we’re retro, which I think means old but cool.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. LITWAK’S ARCADE: Kids line their quarters up on the Fix- it Felix console while the moppet happily plays.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (IN GAME) We’re gonna wreck it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FELIX (IN GAME) We can fix it!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. NICELAND DUMP — AFTER HOURS: The dump has a new sign. It reads “WELCOME TO EAST NICELAND.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) Oh, and I decided that living in a

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">dump wasn’t making me feel very good about myself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Dig Dug helps dig as Ralph builds a rudimentary home. Nearby, Felix completes a row of professional-looking homes. The homeless characters cheer.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) So I cleaned it up. Built houses

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">for our new co-workers, too-- well, with a little help from Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">INT. CHURCH DAY: Felix and Calhoun are getting married. Ralph stands beside Felix as his best man.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) And guess who was the best man at

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">his and Calhoun’s wedding? Old ham- hands himself.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">All the soldiers are on Calhoun’s side of the aisle. All the Nicelanders and random game characters on are Felix’s side.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) Very elegant affair-- lotta

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">grandeur. Not one bug.... And I’d be a liar if I said no tears were shed.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Felix goes in for the kiss. Calhoun first glances up to the window, expecting a bug attack. The entire congregation cocks their weapons. No bugs. Calhoun kisses Felix.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. NICELAND APARTMENTS, ROOFTOP: Felix wins another medal, which lowers from the sky, as the Nicelanders take Ralph onto their shoulders.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Ralph is on the roof. He watches Felix get his medal. It doesn’t phase him. He smiles and looks pretty darned content.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) But by far the best part of my day

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">is when I get thrown off the roof. Because when the Nicelanders lift me up... I get a perfect view of Sugar Rush.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">As they carry him to the edge of the roof, he looks out--

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH’S POV: Through the arcade, a kid is playing as Vanellope as she speeds through the Sugar Rush racetrack.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">WRECK-IT RALPH

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">114

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) Vanellope is a natural. And the

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">players, they all love her. Just like I knew they would.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She tries to get around two racers, and with a glitch and a flip, she takes the lead as the race ends. She wins!

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">She holds out a fist to the gamer. Words on the screen say, “TOP SHELF.” The player fist-bumps the screen.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">Vanellope then looks over at Ralph and gives a little wave.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">EXT. NICELAND APARTMENTS ROOFTOP: Ralph beams with pride. He waves back.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">RALPH (V.O.) Turns out, I don’t need a medal to

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">tell me I’m a good guy. ‘Cause if that little kid likes me, how bad can I be?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxMonaco">FINAL FADE OUT.