SCRIPT
Crunch, Red and Old Wise Leaf are three neighbouring leaves residing at the end of a long branch. In this story, we learn of Crunch’s foot fetish and how he dreams of one day falling off his branch and being stepped on by a Caterpillar boot. Red expresses his disgust.
CRUNCH
What kinda shoes d’ya think she’s wearing today Red?
RED
I don’t care Crunch, and neither should you.
CRUNCH
I bet she’s wearing them Caterpillars.
RED
You know Crunch, I find it offensive that you would actually want someone to wear Caterpillars on their feet.
CRUNCH
Why ever so Red?
RED
Because caterpillars eat leaves Crunch.
CRUNCH
Not these kind of Caterpillars Red. These just make the most glorious crunching sound when they step on you.
RED
You’re so strange.
CRUNCH
Why?
RED
Because here you are wasting your young leaf away dreaming of the day you fall off this branch and get trampled on. It’s weird. I mean you’ve got no holes…
OLD WISE LEAF
(echoing Red)
No holes.
RED
You show no signs of browning.
OLD WISE LEAF
No browning.
CRUNCH
(cutting them off)
Sssshh. Is that a leaf blower?
We hear the distant sound of a leaf blower growing closer.
CRUNCH
Sweet mother nature, my day is here at last.
We see the leaf blower come into shot. RED and OLD WISE LEAF are both blown off with a pop, but CRUNCH remains secured to the branch.
CRUNCH
Godammit.
Just when we think that’s it, a caterpillar comes into shot. He slowly slithers down the branch, licking his lips at the sight of CRUNCH.
CATERPILLAR
No holes. No browning.
We see CRUNCH’s horrified face before cutting to a black screen.