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MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC

“Bubble Beam’s Best”

©2011 Samuel Smith

FIRST DRAFT

Revision 2.27.11

samuelsmithhhmm@gmail.com

COLD OPEN

1 EXT. DOWNTOWN PONYVILLE

(Wide, establishing shot of Ponyville as the sun rises.  BUBBLE BEAM, the famed gray pegasus pony with yellow mane and eyes, pops up in profile in the foreground, wearing a brown saddlebag, holding an orange envelope in her teeth.  She takes a deep breath and trots into town, the camera following.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

All across Ponyville, the

beautiful sunrise shines off

trees and peeks through windows.

2 INT. LYRA’S BEDROOM

(LYRA, the musical pony, rises from sleep as the sun beams through her window.  She stretches her ‘arms’ and gets out of bed.  Bubble Beam passes by in the background, through the window.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

Just as ponies start to

wake up, I bring them little

reminders…

3 EXT. PONYVILLE STREET

A. (Lyra meets Bubble Beam at the door and leaves her with the orange envelope.  Lyra opens it and reads it as Bubble Beam Trots on to the next destination.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

that there’s a town full

of ponies with something to

say to them.

B. (The letter has a drawing of a stage.  Above it, a pony in silhouette plays a harp, followed by a question mark.  The letter is pulled down to reveal the same stage being prepared in the village green before her by some helpful ponies.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

The sun lets them know

it’s okay to come out into

the world.  

C. (Lyra looks down a couple of houses to the MAYOR, who is standing on her doorstep receiving mail from Bubble Beam.  The Mayor smiles warmly at Lyra, and waves at her.  The Mayor leaves Bubble Beam with some outgoing mail, another orange envelope, as we pan back to see Lyra bouncing happily.  She rushes into her house and bounces back out with her harp in tow.  

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

But I bring news that

makes them want to come out

in that world, and get back

in touch with all their friends,

and do all the things

Ponyville needs them to do.

D. (Bubble Beam pauses a moment and looks at the scene, happy to have delivered good news.  The camera swings out from profile view to reveal Bubble Beam’s lazy eye.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

My name is Bubble Beam.  And I deliver the Ponyville Mail.

ACT ONE

1 EXT. TWILIGHT SPARKLE’S HOUSE

(Morning.  TWILIGHT SPARKLE waits at her door as Bubble Beam approaches with the mail.)

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

Good morning, Bubble

Beam!

BUBBLE BEAM

Good morning, Twilight

Sparkle!  Here’s a letter

from The Mayor!

(Twilight Sparkle opens it and reads.)

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

(READING ALOUD) “Dear Twilight

Sparkle, I have read the piece

you prepared, and I think you’ve

summed up the history of Ponyville perfectly.  I would like to

use it, as written, (EXCITED) for

the New Ponyville Tourism Video.” (STOPS READING) oh, Bubble

Beam!  I’ve been working so hard

on writing the perfect piece, and they’re using it!

BUBBLE BEAM

Congratulations!  I’m always

happy to bring good news.

(Bubble Beam nods, and starts flying off to the next destination.)

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        Thank you, Bubble Beam!

                                See you at the Candy Canter!

2. EXT. SKIES ABOVE PONYVILLE

A. (Bubble Beam flies along.  She shows some skill at maneuvering, taking some showy dips and dives.  She looks down at the houses below, some wispy clouds hanging amidst her altitude.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

One thing I love about bringing

the mail is getting to see all the

different houses that ponies live in.  

When I was a filly, A lot of ponies

made fun of my lazy eye, and no

pony had me over to visit.  

B. (Bubble Beam catches sight of Rarity’s house, and swoops in for a landing at her front door.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

Here it is, the most

beautiful house in Ponyville.  

C. (Bubble Beam rings the doorbell.  She waits with a smile, happy to be around the house.  Some red and blue envelopes are in her mouth, all mixed in together.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

I’d love to see the

inside someday…

 (RARITY flings the door open.  Bubble beam looks dejected as Rarity chews her out.)

RARITY

Oh, for Pony’s sakes,

Bubble Beam!

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

…but I don’t think

that’ll happen anytime soon.

RARITY

(OVERLAPPING WITH BUBBLE

BEAM’S NARRATION) If I’ve told

you once I’ve told you a thousand times, the red packages (END

OVERLAP) are to be left with

Sweetie Belle for sorting!  The mailroom is the third balcony

clockwise from the frieze. And

would it be so difficult to

take my outgoing mail first?  

It’s all I can do to account

for the time zones of Lipizzan-

ia!  Ugh, I don’t have time for

this.  Why can’t Ponyville hire a mail pony that can –

(Rarity slams the door in Bubble Beam’s face.)

RARITY (v.o., from within)

-see straight?

SWEETIE BELLE (v.o., from within)

Rarity, that was

mean.

D. (Bubble Beam faces the camera and flies slowly to the next destination.  A tear wells up in her eye as she flies.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

I make mistakes sometimes,

like everypony else.

(APPLEJACK leans in from the side and calls out.)

APPLEJACK

Hay Bubble Beam!  Did

mah seed catalog come in yet?

(Bubble Beam blinks away the tear, heartened again.  With a confident smile, she gets the catalog out of her bag with her mouth, and tosses it in the air.  She bounces it off her nose to Applejack.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

But I can only be the

best mail pony I can be.

BUBBLE BEAM

Right here, Applejack!

(The catalog lands in front of a beaming Applejack.  Bubble Beam crosses the screen in a blur in the foreground, zooming off.  Applejack follows her with her eyes.)

APPLEJACK

                                        Got the other one comin’

tomorrow. Now what would I

                                do without you?

3. EXT. PONYVILLE VILLAGE GREEN - NIGHT

A. (The green is crowded with ponies in costume.  Booths are set up as in a fair.  Lyra is on stage, playing mysterious, creepy music incongrous to a harp, but still played skillfully.)

(Bubble Beam gallops through the scene, wearing a sombrero and a long false mustache.  A new, colorful saddlebag worn on her front, brims over with candy.  Giddy at having received it, she trots off to a remote corner to eat her fill.)

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        So much candy so

                                much candy so much candy…

(She stops short on seeing Rarity, in a ridiculous getup, talking on a public telephone nearby.  She does not turn to face her, but listens in.  Her expression fades and sinks as she listens.)

RARITY

A thousand apologies,

Hoity darling, but I’m afraid

our brilliant mailpony here in

town didn’t get the mail out

yesterday. … Oh, thank you for understanding.  … Oh, I can’t

wait to do the video! Ponyville

will look like the best-dressed

city in Equestria!  Careful now.

(CHUCKLES) Ciao.

(Rarity trots off to the left.  Bubble Beam pouts and hangs her ears, on the verge of tears again.  Then, RAINBOW DASH and FLUTTERSHY come through.  Rainbow Dash has a bandit’s mask, and black and white prison stripes over her colorful form.  Fluttershy is in pirate regalia, with a hat, sash, sword, eye patch, and live parrot CRACKERBEARD on her shoulder.)

FLUTTERSHY

Orrrr! Avast, shiver

me booties and walk the flank!

(Rainbow Dash gives an exasperated sigh, but wears a smirk, not really mad, but giving Fluttershy a hard time.

RAINBOW DASH

It’s “Arrr,” Fluttershy.

You’re a terrible pirate!  You’re

not fit to wear this.

(Rainbow Dash playfully steals her eyepatch away with her teeth, and tosses it aside.  It lands at Bubble Beam’s feet.)

FLUTTERSHY

(SHEEPISH) Oh … okay.  Can

I at keep Crackerbeard?

CRACKERBEARD

Rawk?

(Crackerbeard bites at Rainbow Dash’s bandit mask and tugs at it as the two walk on out of frame)

RAINBOW DASH

                                        Hey!  Let go…

4  EXT. PONYVILLE BACK ALLEYS, NIGHT, cont’d

A. (Bubble Beam looks down and ponders the eye patch.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

All that Rarity cares

about is looks.  

(Bubble Beam takes the eyepatch in her teeth, and walks along the backs of houses.  She catches a glimpse inside a window of Sugarcube Corner, where CUP CAKE is correcting PINKIE PIE.)

CUP CAKE

No, Pinkie, the order was

for Pink Cherry tarts, not

Inkberry tarts!  Put those

outside and go get some sugar,

I’ll have to start over.

PINKIE PIE

                                        (WHINES) Ohhh..

(Pinkie Pie totes the huge, weighty bag of inkberries outside.  She barely gets to the threshhold, where she lets the inkberries spill out.  She catches her breath from the strain, then goes to a sugar barrel to dip out sugar.  Bubble Beam looks on.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

I bet if I made the same

mistakes, but in a prettier

package, she wouldn’t care as

much.  

(Pinkie Pie hums some as she dips out some sugar from the barrel.  Some squishy noises catch her ears.  She turns around and we zoom out to see Bubble Beam, having cast off her costume and candy bag, and now rolling in the Inkberries, leaving her a deep blue hue.  She giggles some at the feel, and fun of it all.  Pinkie Pie sees this, and blinks, and watches for a moment, unsure what to make of it.  She then just joins in, adding her laughter to the mix as she rolls around in the berries and gets herself the same color.)

B. (Wipe to Bubble Beam near a tree.  Her fur is stained deep blue, and she wears the eye patch, along with a blue ‘suit’.  She uses a low-hanging branch, shaped like a comb, to comb her mane into a neater ‘do.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

If I were pretty enough,

she’d probably even let me in

for tea!  

C. (A white elephant silhouette is being painted onto a blue stained flank.  Zoom back to reveal Bubble beam holding a paintbrush.)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o., cont’d)

and that’s when I can

rip off this disguise and call

her out on how prejudiced she is.

BUBBLE BEAM

Now for just a little

lick of Poison Joke…

(She takes a tiny lick of a nearby blue flower, some storm clouds behind her. Her voice and appearance changed, she takes on her new identity with suave confidence.)

IVORY MOONGLOW

The name’s Moonglow.

Ivory Moonglow.

ACT TWO

1 INT. RARITY’S HOUSE, MORNING

A. (Rarity is still in bed, hair messy, waking up groggily. OPALESCENCE is marching in place on her face, until she stirs.  She then hops off and paces about anxiously, the hungry cat unsympathetic to her laments of binging.)

RARITY

                                        Oh, Opal, I’m usually

                                a pony of restraint.  But some-

                                thing about the Candy Canter

                                makes me eat so much!

                                Must be the excitement of all

the fabulous costumes about.

B. (The doorbell rings.  Rarity comes downstairs to answer the door as she talks, looking a mess.)

RARITY

                                        Oh, now who’s this?  

                                It must be that derpy-hoofed

Bubble Beam, right on time with

the wrong package.

C. (Rarity opens the door.  Ivory Moonglow answers the door, presenting a package, and several red and blue envelopes, stacked together in a mixture.  Rarity’s jaw drops at the handsome, elegant, eye-patched pony.  Opal peeks into frame – she has a look, then turns tail to him.)

IVORY MOONGLOW

                                        Fine jewelry shipment

for Miss Rattly.  Can you sign

for it?

RARITY

                                        (BEAT) …Oh, yes, of

                                course.  These must be for me.

                                Rarity, actually.  

(Rarity signs for the package.)

RARITY (cont’d)

                                        You must be new on the

                                mail route.  I most definitely

                                would have remembered you.

IVORY MOONGLOW

Yes. (BOWING) Ivory Moonglow,

at your service. I’m just out of school, so forgive me if I get things

                                wrong.  So many doors in this home.

                                Does Madam have a preference as to

                                which mail goes where?

(Ivory Moonglow nudges the envelope pile with a hoof, cascading the pile of red and blue envelopes.)

RARITY

                                        Hmm? Oh no, you can leave

                                everything with me, it’s no prob-

                                lem at all.

(Ivory gets a little smile.)

        BUBBLE BEAM (v.o)

                                        I knew it!  Bubble Beam’s

                                mistakes don’t displease her,

                                but Bubble Beam does!  That

                                snobby nag!  Right then was my

                                chance to take off my disguise

                                and give her a piece of my mind.

(Ivory’s mouth opens.  His eyes then get distracted on the lush interiors of the boutique.)

        BUBBLE BEAM (v.o)

                                        …so why weren’t the words

                                coming out?

IVORY MOONGLOW

                                        Such a lovely home you

                                have, Miss Rarity.

RARITY

                                        Just another canvas on

                                which to carry out my artistry

                                of design, dear.  You must have

                                been up half the morning by now.

                                Won’t you come in for a pastry?

IVORY MOONGLOW

                                        …I’d love to.

                                        I was jut so glad to

                                finally get to see the inside

                                of her house.  Finally … this

                                little wall-eyed mail pony

                                gets invited over to the

                                house of a … friend?

(Rarity’s kitchen.  Rarity and Ivory eat off elegant trays, as Opal overdramatizes her hunger.)

RARITY

                                        Ivory, darling, you

                                simply must come to the

                                shoot for the Tourism Video.

                                We want to show Ponyville

                                In the best light possible,

to bring ponies in from

all over Equestria to visit!

                                I’m sure I could create a

                                dashing ensemble for a pony

                                such as yourself.

IVORY

                                        Oh, you’re too much,

                                Rarity.  But I would love

                                to be on a video…

RARITY

                                        We can make it happen,

                                Darling.  Just show up at Silver-

mane Studios tomorrow, two hours

                                before dawn.  (SIPS TEA)

IVORY

                                        Two hours?

RARITY

                                        There’s lots of makeup

                                and mane involved, darling.

                                Don’t worry, you’ll do fine.

(Ivory wears a pained expression, which follows him to the next scene.)

2 INT. SILVERMANE STUDIOS

(A busy studio set, where ponies (including the Mayor) bustle about.  Ivory is suspended upside down, and Rarity is applying product to his mane.  Opal meows loudly, getting in her way.)

RARITY

                                        There.  Now just let

                                that set for forty more minutes

                                and you’ll absolutely shine on

                                screen, love.

(APPLE BLOOM and her dog WINONA wander onto set.  They both search around.)

APPLE BLOOM

                                        Sis says we’re supposed

                                to get another seed catalog in

                                the mail today.  Where’s our

                                seed catalog?

(She is eclipsed by Twilight Sparkle arguing with the Mayor.)

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        I thought you said

                                we were using my piece

                                as written!  We can’t just

                                ignore two hundred years of

                                sweet potato cultivation

                                advancements!

MAYOR

                                        It’s nothing personal,

                                dear, it’s just that we had to

                                budget in more time for Ivory

                                Moonglow’s musical number!  

                                Didn’t you get my letter?

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        I haven’t been getting

                                any mail!  What happened to

                                Bubble Beam?

(Ivory pouts.  He gets nervous when Winona comes up to his side, tail wagging.)

(Rarity pushes out a well-dressed pony mannequin on wheels.)

RARITY

                                        Voila!  The wardrobe

design for the runaway star

of our video, Ivory Moonglow!

(Nearby ponies ooh and ahh at the design.)

RARITY

                                        What do you think

                                Ivory darling, is it good

                                or grand?  Ivory?  IVORY!

(Winona and Opal have licked away a big sections of Ivory’s deep blue stain, revealing Bubble Beam’s gray underneath.  The tickle of the tongue makes Ivory laugh, and sways him in the upside-down suspension.  Pinkie Pie finds her way into frame.)

PINKIE PIE

                                        Ooh, Inkberry!

Pinkie Pie starts licking as well.

IVORY MOONGLOW

                                        (AMIDST LAUGHTER) No …

stop it … help…

(Opal snatches away Ivory’s eye patch.

RARITY

                                        Bubble Beam!?

IVORY MOONGLOW

(SIGHS) Can I get down

from here please?

RARITY

                                        You know, not everypony

could pull off such a convincing

                                disguise.  You’re a natural

                                actress.  But you’re still

                                a wall-eyed mailpony at heart,

                                and you’ve manged to mess

                                everything up.  No matter.

                                We need you to be Ivory Moon-

                                Glow now. Let’s get Makeup

                                back in here.

PONY

                                        Makeup!

IVORY

                                        No.

RARITY

                                        I’m sorry Bubble Brain,

                                Did you just tell me no?

(ZECORA noses in a cup of tea on a saucer.  Ivory drinks this, turning her voice back to Bubble Beam.)

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        Yes!  I did.  And it’s

                                Bubble Beam to you.  The same

                                Bubble Beam who you treated like

                                Dirt.  But ‘Ivory Moonglow’ made

                                all the same mistakes, and you

                                didn’t have a bad word to say

                                about him!  You even brought

                                him in for cookies.  Just

because he looks more sophis-

ticated.

RARITY

                                (BLUSHING) I … oh dear…

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        So why did you keep up the

                                disguise?

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        Because … because I got to

                                See Rarity’s house, and she even

                                got me a part on a video!  I’m

                                just a mailpony, this is all so

                                new to me.  The character brought

                                me things that Bubble Beam couldn’t

                                get for herself.

APPLEJACK (v.o.)

                                        “Ivory Moonglow,” huh?

(The ponies turn to look at Applejack and Apple Bloom, near the entrance.)

APPLEJACK

                                        Sounds like that character’s

                                gettin’ in the way of my mailpony.

                                Show ‘em what we think about that,

                                Sis.

(Apple Bloom kicks a nearby pulley. A stage light comes crashing down on the Ivory Moonglow mannequin, shattering it, and catching it on fire briefly before handy ponies put it out.)

RARITY

                                        My suit!  Oh…

(Applejack approaches Bubble Beam and nuzzles her.)

APPLEJACK

                                        Bubble Beam’s a sweetie pie,

                                and there ain’t no call bein’

                                mean to her.  She might not be

                                cut out for bein’ on camera, but

                                that doesn’t stop her from doin’

                                good in this world.  Now, do ya

                                think you could bring me mah

                                new seed catalog, Sugarcube?

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        Okay.

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        Then come right back here.

(Everypony reacts in puzzlement).  

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        Hmm?

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        We’ve got to make up for

                                Ivory’s musical.  So go deliver

                                the mail, and while you’re out,

I’ll write the Bubble Beam segment.

                                The pony stays in the picture!

(Everypony cheers.  Bubble Beam looks gives a grateful look to the confident Twilight Sparkle.)

ACT 3

(AS BEFORE, Bubble Beam looks out over Ponyville at sunrise)

BUBBLE BEAM (v.o.)

My name is Bubble Beam.  And I deliver the Ponyville Mail.

(A splashy logo for “Ponyville” gets rendered across the screen, to a bouncy musical number.  Cut back to reveal ponies watching the video at a large, homey gathering spot with refreshments.  The ponies erupt in a cheer.  A male pony jumps above the crowd in the distance turning somersaults in the air and wearing a Bubble Beam shirt.)

PONY

(SHOUTING) We love you

Bubble Beam!

(Bubble Beam looks on, satisfied.  She then looks to her side, as Rarity noses a tray of cookies up to her.)

RARITY

                                        More cookies, Bubble Beam?

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        Thank you, Rarity!

PRINCESS CELESTIA (v.o.)

                                        May I have one too, Rarity?

(Rarity turns, and immediately bows.  The other ponies follow, among murmurs of “Princess Celestia!”)

RARITY

                                        Of course, Princess.

Celestia eats the cookie as Twilight Sparkle approaches.

PRINCESS CELESTIA

                                        Mmm, delicious.  Twilight

                                Sparkle, I was impressed by your

                                thorough history of Ponyville.

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        Thank you, Princess Celestia.

PRINCESS CELESTIA

                                        But I was impressed more

                                by how much Bubble Beam, our

                                little mailpony, really shined

                                on screen.  They love you,

Bubble Beam!  Ponies from all

around are already on their way to visit Ponyville.  Great

work! Have you learned anything

about friendship from all this,

Twilight?

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        Yes, Princess Celestia.

I learned that friends should be there through whatever doors may open or close in a pony’s life.  We should be able to see our friend as an actress and a mail pony – as charming and hardworking as well as flawed. Ponies have all different sides to them, and it sometimes takes all kinds of different eyes to see the whole picture.

PRINCESS CELESTIA

                                        (BEAT) Goodness, that cookie

made me thirsty. Who wants punch?

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

                                        (BOGGLED) …Princess?

(Princess Celestia steps behind the bar.  She uses her magic soon lifts up many bottles, fruits, and ice, to start building a punch.

PRINCESS CELESTIA

I ‘ve always had a knack for mixing juices.  My punch was the talk of the Canterlot Ball.

(She serves Twilight Sparkle and Bubble Beam two glasses full.  They drink.)

PRINCESS CELESTIA

Just showing you another

side of myself, Twilight.  

BUBBLE BEAM

                                        And it’s delicious!

(All laugh.)

PRINCESS CELESTIA

                                        Everypony, come get some!

END