Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde

Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde

Disclaimer: I own nothing of this screenplay. The characters in it are based off the ideas of Robert Lewis Stevenson and William G. Oakley. Please do not sue me for making this screenplay adaptation of one of the greatest and classical tales ever told.

1. EXT.LONDONCITY- NIGHT- FOGGY 1

Camera shows the London city streets as dozens of citizens move about through the streets. Some carrying baggage, others trying to deal with crying children, and still yet others that are just trying to get through the crowd.

While the camera shows these people and shots of London, the opening credits role, and the remixed version of "One Step Closer" by LinkinPark plays in the background.

UNIVERSAL PICTURES PRESENTS

AN AMBLIN ENTERAINMENT PRODUCTION

A TREVOR MELTON FILM

JOHNNY DEPP

JEFF GOLDBLUM

ROSIE O' DONNELL

"DR. JEKYLL & MR. HYDE"

DREW BARRYMORE

FAMKE JANSSEN

TOMMY LEE JONES

LAURIE METCALF

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY

ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

BASED ON THE SCRIPT BY

G. WILLIAM OAKLEY

MUSIC BY

JOHN WILLIAMS

EDITOR

ROBERT DALVA

PRODUCTION DESIGNER

ED VERREAUX

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY

SHELLY JOHNSON A.S.C.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER

KATHLEEN KENNEDY

PRODUCED BY

LARRY FRANCO

DIRECTED BY

TREVOR MELTON

DR. HENRY JEKYLL, a man in his early twenties and wearing a top hat and coat, walks through the streets. He is walking with a cane by his side and has a smile on his face as he looks down at the bag in his hands.

Jekyll then stops at a small door and unlocks it. He enters inside as the LinkinPark music stops.

CUT TO:

2. INT. JEKYLL'S LABORATORY- NIGHT 2

Camera shows a small laboratory with dozens of chemical vials and papers all over the floor. There are also all kinds of scientific devices throughout the room.

Jekyll walks over to a nearby table and sits the bag down. He goes through the bag and pulls out a chemical in some kind of test tub.

JEKYLL

(smiling as he begins to talk to himself)

"The mind of a child is so simplistic, but yet, very complex. The mind of an adult is even more complex."

Jekyll begins mixing the new chemical with several others on the table.

JEKYLL

(cont)

"The power that is possessed within a man to do science, out of the ordinary, is of the highest importance to all Philosophers. However, the theories that one scientist, like myself, could ever come up with will sometimes slip between the cracks and cause reactions of unbelievable discovery."

Jekyll finishes with the chemical mixture and drinks it.

JEKYLL

(cont)

"Now the true conclusion is shown by the reactions that...AH!!"

(...Means transformation is starting to begin and continue.)

"Make all of these possib...le things come tru...e."

Jekyll falls to the floor and screams in pain. He rolls all over the floor as he continues to scream. Suddenly he stops rolling and stands to reveal that he no longer looks like what he did before. He is now MR. EDWARD HYDE.

Hyde starts to move toward the door (not the one that leaves the house completely, but the one that goes farther into the house.)

HYDE
"But I ask you Jekyll, is that science, or is that madness!"

Hyde exits through the door.

CUT TO:

3 INT. KITCHEN- NIGHT 3

Camera shows a lady making food of some kind on the stove. She is medium sized with dirty blond hair and the lovely age of thirty-one. She wears a black dress and a white apron. This is MS. MOLLY WINTHROPSTON.

As Molly cooks, she hums to herself in a very chipper kind of way.

Suddenly a very scary and old German lady of the age of sixty-three comes bustling through the kitchen's back door exit. She is wearing an all black skirt with also a red shirt underneath the black coat she wears with the skirt. She is carrying a shovel. This is MS. MARY KRYROVICH

Molly turns around to look a Kyrovich.

MOLLY

(trying to smile)

"Well hello, Ms. Kryrovich. And I can tell by the look on your face that you've had a lovely day indeed!"

KRYROVICH

(sighing angrily)

"The stupid dog of the master has dug up my garden again! I tell you, when I find that mutt I shall strangle him until he..."

MOLLY

"Now, now, Ms. Kryrovich! Calm down dear! Please have a seat."

Kryrovich sighs again and sits down at the table. Molly sits with her.

MOLLY (cont)

"Now, have you checked for the dog everywhere?"

KRYROVICH

"Yez!"

MOLLY

"Your garden?"

KRYROVICH
"Yez!"

MOLLY
"The neighbors?"

KRYROVICH

"Yez!"

MOLLY

"The doghouse?"

KRYROVICH

"Yez! What do you think, I'm stupid? Where else do you think he could possibly be?"

MOLLY

(Feeling scared.)

"Right... Would you like a popover?"

KRYROVICH

(Ignoring Molly’s question.)

"Once I catch that mangy mutt, I will take one of your pots and I shall boil him in oil."

Molly looks at Kryrovich very scared. Kryrovich notices and gets up to leave.

KRYROVICH

(Cont)

"If you were to find the dog..."

MOLLY

"I'll make sure to tell ya, Ms. Kryrovich."

Kryrovich exits through the back door.

MOLLY

(Cont)

"It's amazing what people the master is hiring these days."

CUT TO:

4 INT. DRAWING ROOM- NIGHT 4

Camera shows a lady in her early fifties fixing the pillows on the couch. She then moves over to a table and starts messing with the flowers. She is wearing a black dress, just like Molly, except this dress has a white blouse underneath. This is MRS. HILDEMARA POOLE. Poole picks up a book and starts looking through it.

Suddenly the doorbell rings.

POOLE

(looking up from the book and back down again)

"Bells..."

Rings again.

POOLE

(Cont)

"Bells..."

Rings again.

POOLE

(Cont, slamming the book on the table)

"Bells! Morning, noon, and night!"

Suddenly a thumping sound is heard from the kitchen as Molly is heard going "OUCH"

POOLE

(Constantly looking back in the direction of the kitchen)

"Yes, yes, I'm coming."

Poole exits toward the front door as Molly enters from the kitchen covered in flour from head to toe. She coughs a little and dusts herself off as she moves through the drawing room.

MOLLY

"There's a ringing at the door. They must think I've nothing to do and plenty of time to do it in."

Poole comes back in the room looking at Molly disapprovingly as she laughs a little at the way Molly looks.

MOLLY

(Cont)

"Was that you ringing the bell?"

POOLE

(Still laughing)

"It's someone for the master, Dr. Jekyll."

MOLLY

"Faith then, ye had better tell him."

POOLE

"I'll not! He and Miss Syble are in the music room and he would snap my head off if I were to interrupt their canoodling."

MOLLY
"Aye, they do be looking into one another's eyes like sick kittens."

POOLE
"And why not? She's his choice, and he's hers."

MOLLY
"Oh, go on with you. What do you know about love, an old prune like yourself?"

POOLE

(Shocked and angered)
"Prune! Prune, is it? Prune, indeed!"

MOLLY

(Poking POOLE in the side)

"Prune! And as for Dr. Jekyll, he's a bit too proper to suit my taste."

POOLE

"Neither I, nor the doctor are prunes, and I'll thank you not to be comparing us to those common types that dally about in your kitchen."

MOLLY
"Mrs. Poole, could it be that you have an eye for the lads who dally in my kitchen? They're good lads, who only stop in for my pies and popovers. You should stop by yourself sometime. Lord knows you could stand to be freshened up some."

POOLE

(With eyes and mouth wide)

"I'm not one to..."

(Turns away from Molly and crosses arms.)

"...Indulge my appetites, thank you."

MOLLY
"Aw, Mrs. Poole, don't you get certain cravings now and then?"

POOLE

"No!"

MOLLY

"I mean, like, for one of my own special popovers. Or maybe a little of the old tickle-warm, slap thump eh!"

(Slaps Poole on the butt at the end of this statement.)

POOLE

(Turning around with her mouth open again)

"If you will excuse me, there's someone at the door."

Poole starts to walk off, dusting the flour off of her butt.

MOLLY

"Toodle-Oooh! And remember, anytime you get hungry, why just popover!"

Molly starts to exit back into her kitchen as she continues to constantly laugh. She stops laughing as she enters the kitchen door and it shuts.

Poole comes back into the room with a man in his late fifties following. He is wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. This is MR. JOHN UTTERSON.

POOLE

"Ah, Mr. Utterson, a nice evening, sir."

UTTERSON

"Yes, so it is. Mrs. Poole, I just saw a Mr. Hyde go in at the old laboratory door."

POOLE

"Quite right, Mr. Utterson. Mr. Hyde has a key."

UTTERSON
"Your master must place a great deal of trust in this Mr. Hyde?"

POOLE

"Yes, sir, he does, indeed. We've all been given orders to obey him."

UTTERSON
"I don't recall ever seeing Mr. Hyde as a guest at this house."

POOLE

"Oh, dear no, sir, we see very little of him."

The door off to the side, leading in from the music room, opens.

POOLE

(Cont)

"Ah, here is my master now."

Poole starts to exit where Jekyll is entering.

JEKYLL

(Nodding)

"Poole."

POOLE

(Also nodding)

"Master."

JEKYLL

(Walking over and shaking Utterson's hand)

"Ah, Utterson, so good to see you. I regret though, that I must be dashing off."

Jekyll starts to go for the front door, but Utterson’s next line stops him.

UTTERSON
"To a certain music hall in Soho?"

JEKYLL
"Utterson, what do you know of that?"

UTTERSON
"As an attorney it is my duty to know my client peccadillos."

JEKYLL
"John, I'm a researcher. It was just an inquiry related to my present pursuit into the duality of man's nature... the struggle of good and evil within man. You know I've been obsessed with this question for some time now."

UTTERSON

"A bit too obsessed, I might add."

JEKYLL

"John, you've heard Syble's father, Sir George Carew, so often insist man should live for pleasure alone. So, John, you see, my purpose in being down in Soho was innocent, scientific inquiry."

Suddenly the doorbell rings and Poole comes out of the back area of the house and goes to answer the door.

UTTERSON

"I'm sure it was Henry. Although I've heard otherwise."

Poole returns.

POOLE

"Ahem... Over here sir."

JEKYLL
One second John."

Jekyll moves over to Poole and she talks to him silently, although Utterson is actually inching closer to try and hear them.

POOLE
"A Miss Gambetti sir."

JEKYLL
"Blast! I must see her! Bring her in."

POOLE

"Yes sir. Right this way Miss."

Suddenly an extremely beautiful lady in her early thirties enters wearing a lovely hunter green dress and red scarf. She is covered in makeup and you can tell she's coming and going from the sounds of her high-healed shoes. This is MS. CARLA GAMBETTI.

CARLA

(Looking around at the beautiful house)
"Henry! Darling. So this is where you live?"

JEKYLL
”Yes. Uh, Ms. Gambetti, may I present an old friend, Mr. John Utterson."

Carla walks over to Utterson and he kisses her hand.

CARLA
"A great pleasure... John."

UTTERSON
"The pleasure is all mine dear lady."

JEKYLL

(Moving Carla off again)

"Carla, uh, Miss Gambetti... I thought we were to meet after your performance."

CARLA

"Oh, Henry, you tickle-tease, I couldn't resist seeing you in your environs. You've so often seen mine. Now I've seen yours."

JEKYLL
"Carla, please don't talk like that."

CARLA
"Very well, if you're going to be an old poop. I'll see you... in my dressing room. So good to meet you... John."

UTTERSON

"Good evening, Ms. Gambetti."

Jekyll looks over to Mrs. Poole seeing that she’s listening in to the conversation.

JEKYLL

"Mrs. Poole!"

Poole suddenly moves forward and almost falls from being noticed.

POOLE

"Yes sir."

JEKYLL
"Will you show Miss Gambetti out?"

Jekyll quickly kisses Carla’s hand.

CARLA
"Oh, Henry, you excite me so."

Poole starts to show Carla to the front exit.

CARLA

(Cont)

"Oh, my head is just swimming."

POOLE
"Oh, please."

UTTERSON
"Miss Gambetti is an exciting-"

JEKYLL
"Yes isn't she? Now if you will-"

UTTERSON
"Henry, before you go, I must talk to you about this will of yours."

Utterson goes over to a nearby table and sets his briefcase down. He goes through it and finds the document. He begins to read.

UTTERSON

(Cont)

"This clause, 'That in the case of my disappearance or unexplained absence for any amount of time exceeding three months, all my possessions are to pass into the hands of my friend and benefactor, Edward Hyde.'"

JEKYLL
"Utterson, you are unfortunate in having a client such as I."

UTTERSON
"You know I never approved of this will."

JEKYLL
"Yes, certainly, I know that. You have told me, many, many times."

UTTERSON
"Well, I will tell you so again. I have been learning something of this Mr. Hyde."

JEKYLL

(Demonstrating alarm)

"Learning! What do you mean?"

UTTERSON
"What I heard was abominable!"

JEKYLL
"I don't care to hear it! It can make no difference in my relationship to Hyde. Utterson, you don't seem to understand. I am painfully situated in regards to Hyde. My position, is, well, a strange one, and can't be mended by words."

UTTERSON
"Henry, as one of your oldest friends, you know I am a man to be trusted."

Suddenly Molly comes walking into the Drawing room with her coat on and a basket in her hand.

JEKYLL
"Excuse me a second."

Jekyll moves over to Molly.

JEKYLL
"Where are you off too?"

MOLLY

"I was just off to the store sir."

JEKYLL
"Would you get some hot-cross buns while you're out."

MOLLY

(Smiling)

"Of course. I know how much you like them sir."

Molly exits the Drawing Room. Jekyll returns to Utterson.

JEKYLL

"Now, where were we?"

UTTERSON
"Henry, please, tell me what there is between the you and Hyde and I'll do what I can to get you out of his clutches."

JEKYLL

(Sighing)

"Utterson, that is so good of you, and I do thank you. I would trust you before any man alive, but it is not what you fancy."

UTTERSON
"What? You mean it is not a case of blackmail?"

JEKYLL
"No, no, of course not. Nothing quite so sinister as that, and what's more, should I choose, I can rid myself of Mr. Hyde."

UTTERSON
"You can?"

JEKYLL
"I can. There is one more thing, John. This is a private matter, and I beg of you to treat it as such."

UTTERSON
"You have my word on that. It was only my friendship for you that-"

JEKYLL
"I understand, and I thank you again, but the fact is, I have taken a very great interest in Mr. Hyde. I know you think badly of him, but for my sake, I want you to promise me one thing."

UTTERSON

"Yes?"

JEKYLL

"If anything should happen to me I want you to look after Mr. Hyde. Bear with him, and get his rights as provided in my will. I think you would do this if you knew all, and it would be a great weight off my mind. Will you promise?"

UTTERSON
"Very well, Henry, I promise. But, what of Syble?"

JEKYLL
"Syble?"

UTTERSON
"Syble! Syble is to be your wife. How can you allow this Hyde fellow to interfere with her rights?"

JEKYLL

(Thinking about it)

"Syble's rights? You are right of course. Mustn't fool with Syble's rights. Set your mind at ease, old friend. Once Syble and I are married, I shall have no further care of what becomes of Edward Hyde."

UTTERSON

(Smiling at what he has just been told)

"Henry, that is so good to hear. Yes, indeed! Well, I will not keep you any longer."

Utterson moves to pick up his briefcase from the table.

JEKYLL
"Oh, dear me. I'd quite forgotten. I have someone waiting."

UTTERSON
"Syble?"

JEKYLL
"Yes, Syble. Dear, sweet, Syble."

UTTERSON
"Henry, I envy you. She will make you an excellent wife. Well, good day."

Utterson walks out of the room. Jekyll sits down in a nearby chair and thinks to himself. Suddenly a very beautiful young lady in her early twenties comes in from the Music Room wearing a blue dress and high heals. This is MS. SYBLE CAREW, Jekyll’s soon to be wife.

SYBLE
"Ah, Henry, there you are. If you keep me waiting much longer, I shall think your love for me has waned, my darling."

JEKYLL

(Getting up and moving toward Syble)

"My love? Wane? Never my darling."

SYBLE
"Oh, I do believe you, darling. I am sure that you love me Henry."

JEKYLL
”Indeed, I do. Never, no matter what may happen, let doubt enter your pretty little head."

SYBLE
"But, Henry darling, sometimes I do doubt."

JEKYLL
"Doubt, my dear? Doubt what?"

SYBLE
"Oh, that I am not clever enough to be your wife."