THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

 C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
 contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.
 GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams
 SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
 where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
 my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

 Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized
chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
 They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)
 THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)
 THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
 He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

 DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.
 GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
 are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick
 based on the characters of
Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.
 IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a
MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:
 GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:
A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:
A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)
 THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...
 MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

 FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.
 AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

 Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.
Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ
 (gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

 Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
 and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
 - a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA
 (passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

 THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.
 LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO
2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.
 In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

 where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,
PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
 the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by
 Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

 The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY
HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
 to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ
 (adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT
 April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
 Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the
B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
 The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
 the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)
 THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
 tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams

SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:
1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

 for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
 and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3

3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.
THE ADDAMS FAMILY

by

Larry Wilson and Caroline Thompson

Rewrite by

Paul Rudnick

based on the characters of

Charles Addams
 SHOOTING SCRIPT

April 11, 1991

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/6/90

FADE IN:

A1 EXT. ADDAMS MANSION FRONT STEPS - CHRISTMAS EVE A1

A GROUP OF CAROLERS, their eager faces upturned, SINGS an

endless and cloying roundelay of "Little Drummer Boy."
They sing with self-righteous good cheer. As they
pompously begin their umpteenth verse,
THE CAMERA SLOWLY PANS UP THE ADDAMS MANSION -- past
the black wreath on the front door, past broken windows,
weather-beaten shingles, a creaking shutter.

THE CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO THE ROOF

where the Addams Family members, GOMEZ, MORTICIA, GRANNY,

PUGSLEY, WEDNESDAY, and LURCH, their faithful butler,
gleefully POUR a CAULDRON OF BUBBLING, STEAMING PITCH
over the edge.

AS THE CAULDRON TIPS, THE CAMERA PUSHES INSIDE, THE

BLACKNESS OF THE PITCH FILLS THE SCREEN. TITLES BEGIN.

DISSOLVE TO:

1 INT. DIM HALLWAY - SEVEN O'CLOCK A.M. 1

C.U. AN OVER-SIZED "CUCKOO" CLOCK --

The clock is a perfect REPLICA OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY

HOUSE, down to the creaking shutter. It chimes the hour.
In ONE WINDOW, a LITTLE MECHANICAL GOMEZ bends a
MECHANICAL MORTICIA back until she's almost off her feet
and plants a kiss between her clockwork decolletage.
One, two, three mechanical kisses, counting toward
seven o'clock.

IN ANOTHER WINDOW, A MECHANICAL PUGSLEY hangs a

MECHANICAL WEDNESDAY from a noose on a gallows, up and
 down.
Meanwhile, little BURSTS OF FOG float off the rooftop
where a little MECHANICAL GRANNY cranks her fog machine.
The front door of the house pops open, and a MECHANICAL
LURCH appears and begins sweeping.
Just then, THING, the disembodied hand with the
full-bodied personality, CLIMBS into view over the back
of the clock.
Thing leaps to the floor and SCAMPERS down the hall.

LOW TRACKING SHOT

follows Thing along the hallway.

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 2.

1 CONTINUED: 1

He runs past a couple of doors, past a pair of LEGS in

pajamas, feet in bedroom slippers. He skids to a halt
and BACK TRACKS to the legs. He pulls on the cuff of
the pajama bottoms. They belong to GOMEZ, who stands
in the doorway to

A2 INT. FESTER'S ROOM A2

Gomez wears a fez and a smoking jacket over his pajamas.

Even at this early hour, he puffs on his trademark cigar.
Gomez is all enthusiasm or all despair. At the moment,
he radiates unfathomable woe.

GOMEZ

Think of it, Thing. He's been gone

for twenty-five years. For twenty-
five years we've attempted to
contact Fester in the great
beyond...
The room is a dusty, cobweb-filled, long-unoccupied shrine
to Gomez's lost brother, Fester. Gomez drifts in from the
doorway.
The room has remained untouched since Fester's
disappearance as a teenager. The thick coating of dust
and cobwebs adorns the mementoes of a rapscallion's youth
- a football pennant from Alcatraz, headless sports
trophies, a high school photo with all the other students
keeping as much distance from Fester as possible.
As he lovingly and morosely surveys the room:

GOMEZ

... And for twenty-five years,

 nothing. Not a whisper, not a
clue. I'm beginning to think my
my brother truly is lost.
Gomez sighs. Thing TUGS at his cuff, pulling him towards
the

B2 INT. HALLWAY - SAME TIME B2

Galloping ahead of Gomez, Thing leaps onto an

old-fashioned door latch and the door swings open INTO

2 INT. GOMEZ AND MORTICIA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 2

Gomez approaches the bed. Asleep on scarlet satin sheets

is...

MORTICIA

(CONTINUED)

THE ADDAMS FAMILY - 11/28/90 3.

2 CONTINUED: 2

GOMEZ

(gazing at Morticia)
Look at her -- I would die for her.
I would kill for her. Either way
-- what bliss.
Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle, with Morticia, smiles
are rare. The ghostly whiteness of her complexion is
offset by the red of the pillowcase upon which her hair
is spread like a diabolic halo. A dark Garbo, sultry
and remote, she's a ruined beauty.
Morticia OPENS HER EYES.

GOMEZ

(adoringly)
Unhappy, darling?

MORTICIA

(passionately)
Oh, yes, yes. Completely.

CUT TO:

A3 OMITTED A3
3 INT. PUGSLEY'S ROOM - SAME TIME 3

Pugsley crouches on the floor, playing with his kid-sized

chemistry set.
The walls of his room are covered with road signs he's
collected -- "Bridge Out!", "Detour! Excavation Ahead!",
"Dangerous Undertow!", "Keep Clear! High Voltage!"
SAWED-OFF STOP SIGNS, still on their poles, are stacked
in the corner.

In another corner stands a CYLINDRICAL FLOOR-TO-CEILING

FISH TANK, FILLED WITH PIRANHA.

This tubby energetic monster of a nine-year-old boy has

every chance of growing up to be the public monster his
parents would be proud of.
He MIXES chemicals in a beaker. The brew steams. Grin-
ning wickedly, Pugsley SWALLOWS it down.
He contorts, undergoing the beginnings of a transforma-
tion, then SHRINKS to the size of a mouse. Laughing, he
crawls out of his human-size pajamas.