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ACT THREE: The Legal Debate INT. THE BUSHES - CONTINUOUS The four Rabbids are huddled around the 1980s video camera. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) is looking at the replay of Cera shouting at Littlefoot. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) (Whispering) Guys, look at this. She's not just a "mean girl." She's actively preventing him from eating and threatening him with more violence. Do you think that’s... you know... illegal? RABBID 1 (The Police) (Nodding sternly, holding his clipboard) Oh, it’s illegal alright. On Fun Island, we call that Criminal Coercion and Felony Bullying. In a civilized place, you can't just take someone's Treestars and tell them they aren't allowed to play. RABBID 4 (The Map Reader) (Pointing at the Satellite Map) And look at the geography! She’s basically holding him prisoner in this part of the Valley. That’s False Imprisonment. RABBID 2 (The Firefighter) Plus, she's making threats. That’s Assault. If I saw a fire this bad, I’d put it out. But this is a "friendship fire," and

ACT THREE: The Confrontation EXT. THE CLEARING - MOMENTS LATER The Rabbids dive into the thick bushes just as the heavy, rhythmic THUD of footsteps echoes through the trees. RABBID 3 quickly aims the 1980s video camera through the leaves, capturing everything. CERA bursts into the clearing, looking suspicious. She narrows her eyes, sniffing the air. She smells something strange—something sweet—but she can't place it. CERA (Sharply) Littlefoot! I thought I told you to stay put. Littlefoot freezes. He quickly remembers to droop his shoulders and look at the ground, just like the "peasant" Cera wants him to be. CERA (CONT'D) (Walking around him) What's going on here? You look... different. And what is that smell? It doesn't smell like green food. LITTLEFOOT (Voice shaky, but acting) N-nothing, Cera. I was just... drinking from the stream. Like you said I could. Cera gets right in his face, looking for any sign of defiance. She looks at his mouth—the spot where the chocolate was just

ACT THREE: Hiding the Evidence EXT. THE CLEARING - CONTINUOUS Littlefoot is still savoring the last bit of the Hershey's Almond, a tiny smile finally appearing on his face. However, a small smear of chocolate remains on the side of his mouth. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) (Quickly putting the 1980s video camera on his shoulder and zooming in) Whoa, hold it right there, superstar! We have a costume malfunction. LITTLEFOOT (Blinking) A what? RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) You’ve got "magic treestar" all over your face. If the Threehorn sees that, the secret’s out. You’ve gotta make sure to clean your face! We can't have her seeing chocolate on your mouth, or she’ll know you’re not as "broken" as she thinks you are. RABBID 1 (The Police) (Handing Littlefoot a clean, damp leaf) Here, use this. Scrub hard. We need you looking like a "peasant" again for just a little longer until our plan is ready. Littlefoot nods quickly, his eyes showing a new spark of hope. He takes the leaf and wipes his mouth

ACT THREE: The Sweetest Peace Offering EXT. THE CLEARING - CONTINUOUS Littlefoot stares at the shiny, brown wrapper in RABBID 3's hand. He has never seen anything that reflects the light like that. LITTLEFOOT (Leaning in close, sniffing) What is that? Is it a... shiny rock? RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) (Carefully setting the 1980s video camera down on a mossy log) A rock? Kid, this is better than any Treestar you’ve ever tasted. This is a Hershey’s Almond. With a loud, satisfying crinkle, the Rabbid rips open the silver foil. The smell of chocolate and roasted almonds hits the air. Littlefoot’s stomach lets out a loud, embarrassed growl. RABBID 3 (CONT'D) (Breaking off a square) Here. My treat. Consider it payment for being the star of my movie today. He holds the piece of chocolate up. Littlefoot hesitates, looking back toward the path where Cera left, then looks back at the small, friendly Rabbid. He gently takes the chocolate with his teeth. RABBID 1 (The Police) (Watching through the

ACT THREE: First Contact EXT. THE CLEARING - CONTINUOUS LITTLEFOOT is sitting alone by a small stream. He looks at his reflection in the water—he looks tired and his spirit is broken. He sighs, a small, sad sound. Behind a large fern, the four Rabbids are moving in a "diamond formation." RABBID 1 (The Police) (Whispering) Steady... watch the twigs. We don't want to give him a heart attack. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) creeps forward, the 1980s video camera resting on his shoulder. He captures a close-up of Littlefoot’s sad expression. RABBID 3 (Whispering) Got it. The lighting is perfect for a dramatic reveal. Littlefoot’s ear twitches. He hears a small click from the camera. He freezes, looking terrified, thinking Cera has come back to haunt him. LITTLEFOOT (Voice trembling) C-Cera? I’m sorry... I’m not doing anything, I promise! The Rabbids look at each other. They realize they have to speak up now. RABBID 1 (The Police) stands up and steps out from behind the fern, followed by the

ACT THREE: The Stakeout EXT. MOUNTAIN LEDGE - CONTINUOUS The four Rabbids are crouched low behind a cluster of jagged rocks, overlooking the clearing where Littlefoot and Cera are. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) has the 1980s video camera resting on a stone, the lens zoomed in on the scene below. RABBID 1 (The Police) (Whispering) I don't like this. We should go down there and stop her right now. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) (Shaking his head, eyes fixed on the viewfinder) No. Wait. Look at how scared he is. If we rush in while that Threehorn is there, she might take it out on him before we can get close. He adjusts the focus as Cera finishes the last of the Treestars and lets out a satisfied, mean grunt. RABBID 3 (CONT'D) Let's wait until the Threehorn leaves. We need to speak to the little Longneck alone. We need to hear his side of the story without her hovering over him. RABBID 4 (The Map Reader) He’s right. My map shows she usually heads toward the Threehorn ridge around midday. That’s our

ACT THREE: The View from Above EXT. MOUNTAIN PEAK - MORNING The sun is high. The four Rabbids reach the summit of a jagged, tall mountain. They are panting, but as they reach the edge, the camera pans out to reveal the lush, green Great Valley stretching out below them. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) (Adjusting the lens) There it is. The Great Valley. It looks like paradise. RABBID 1 (The Police) reaches into his belt and pulls out a pair of heavy Binoculars. He adjusts the focus, scanning the landscape below. THROUGH THE BINOCULARS: He sees Ducky and Spike splashing in the water, laughing. He sees Petrie flying in loops. Everything looks happy—at first. RABBID 1 (The Police) (Frowning) Wait... look at the treeline near the big rock. The view shifts. He spots the Little Longneck and the Threehorn. Through the lenses, he sees Littlefoot trembling as he holds a fresh Treestar. Cera stands tall, her shadow Looming over him. Littlefoot slowly hands the leaf over. Cera snaps it up and eats it

ACT TWO: The Mainland Landing EXT. MAINLAND WOODS - DUSK The rickety boat is docked at the shore. The four Rabbids hike into the thick, dark woods of the mainland. The atmosphere is tense, quiet, and very different from Fun Island. RABBID 3 (The Filmmaker) hoists a heavy, shoulder-mounted 1980s video camera. He flips a switch, and a red "REC" light glows. He looks through the viewfinder. RABBID 3 (In a clear human voice) Rolling. Day one on the mainland. Everything looks... much bigger than the map said. RABBID 4 (The Map Reader) pulls out a high-tech satellite map. It’s glowing with digital lines showing the entire continent, including a blinking dot over the Great Valley. RABBID 4 The satellite doesn't lie. If we keep heading North, we’ll hit the valley. But we're losing light. RABBID 1 (The Police) and RABBID 2 (The Firefighter) drop their heavy gear. They begin unrolling colorful sleeping bags right there on the forest floor. RABBID 1 (Sighing) Alright, squad. Secure the