ALADDIN

here. It's not gonna happen. Genie, wake up and

smell the hummus

ALADDIN: Why not?

GENIE: The only way I get outta this is if my master

wishes me out. So you can guess how often that's

happened.

ALADDIN: I'll do it. I'll set you free.

GENIE: (Head turns into Pinocchio's with a long nose) Uh

huh, right. Whoop!

ALADDIN: No, really, I promise. (He pushes the nose back in

and GENIE's head returns to normal.) After make my

first two wishes, I'll use my third wish to set you

free. (He holds out his hand)

GENIE: Well, here's hopin'. (Shakes ALADDIN's hand.)

O.K. Let's make some magic! (Turns into a

magician.) So how 'bout it. What is it you want

most?

ALADDIN: Well, there's this girl--

GENIE: Eehhh! (Like a buzzer, and GENIE's chest shows a

heart with a cross through it.) Wrong! I can't

make anybody fall in love, remember?

ALADDIN: Oh, but Genie. She's smart and fun and...

GENIE: Pretty?

ALADDIN: Beautiful. She's got these eyes that just...and

this hair, wow...and her smile.

GENIE: (Sitting in a Parisian cafe with ABU and CARPET.)

Ami. C'est l'amour.

ALADDIN: But she's the princess. To even have a chance, I'd

have to be a--hey, can you make me a prince?

GENIE: Let's see here. (Has a "Royal Cookbook".) Uh,

chicken a'la king? (Pulls out a chicken with a

crown on its head) Nope. Alaskan king crab?

(Yanks out his finger, and we see SEBASTIAN the crab from

"The Little Mermaid" clamped on.) Ow, I

hate it when they do that. Caesar's salad? (A

dagger comes out and tries to stab him.) Et tu,

Brute? Ah, to make a prince. (Looks slyly at

ALADDIN.) Now is that an official wish? Say the

words!

ALADDIN: Genie, I wish for you to make me a prince!

GENIE: All right! Woof woof woof woof! (Takes on square

shoulders and looks like Arsenio Hall. Then becomes

a tailor/fashion designer.) First, that fez and

vest combo is much too third century. These

patches--what are we trying to say--beggar? No!

Let's work with me here. (He takes ALADDIN's

measurements, snaps his fingers and ALADDIN is

outfitted in his prince costume.) I like it, muy

macho! Now, still needs something. What does it

say to me? It says mode of transportation. Excuse

me, monkey boy! Aqui, over here! (ABU tries to

cover himself with CARPET, but GENIE zaps him and

he flies over.)

ABU: Uh oh!

GENIE: Here he comes, (ALADDIN and GENIE are on a game

show set, where ALADDIN stands behind a podium with

"AL" on it.) And what better way to make your

grand entrance on the streets of Agrabah, than

riding your very own brand new camel! Watch out,

it spits! (A door bearing the GENIE's head on it

opens, where ABU is transformed into a camel. He

spits out the side of his mouth on cue. But the

GENIE's not sure.) Mmm, not enough. (He snaps his

fingers and ABU turns into a fancy white horse.)

Still not enough. Let's see. What do you need?

(The GENIE snaps his fingers repeatedly, turning

ABU into: a duck, an ostrich, a turtle, and a '57

Cadillac, with license plate "ABU 1." (That one's

a guess, I don't know cars, but judging by the tail

fins, 'nuff said.) Finally, he's returned to

normal.) Yes!! Esalalumbo, shimin dumbo! Whoa!!

(And on the keyword of the spell, Dumbo, ABU turns

into an elephant. CARPET struggles to get out from

under ABU's size 46 feet.) Talk about your trunk

space, check this action out!

(ABU sees his reflection in a pool of water, then jumps into a tree.

The tree naturally bends right back down to the ground, where ABU

hangs on and looks at ALADDIN upside down.)

ALADDIN: Abu, you look good.

GENIE: He's got the outfit, he's got the elephant, but

we're not through yet. Hang on to your turban,

kid, cause we're gonna make you a star!

(We zoom out slowly with the oasis in the distance, as fireworks

begin to explode outward. Cut to a CU of a pile of toys.

(Look for the BEAST here.) We tilt up and see the SULTAN

balancing them. He carefully balances the last piece on top,

then sits back and sighs. JAFAR storms in, though, and the

pile collapses.)

JAFAR: Sire, I have found a solution to the problem with

your daughter.

IAGO: Awk! The problem with your daughter!

SULTAN: Oh, really?

JAFAR: (Unrolling a scroll) Right here. "If the princess

has not chosen a husband by the appointed time,

then the sultan shall choose for her."

SULTAN: But Jasmine hated all those suitors! (He tries to

stuff a cracker into IAGO's mouth. IAGO backs

away. The SULTAN absentmindedly pulls the cracker

back.) How could I choose someone she hates?

(IAGO is relieved, but the SULTAN quickly stuffs a

cracker in his mouth.)

JAFAR: Not to worry, my liege. There is more. If, in the

event a suitable prince cannot be found, a princess

must then be wed to...hmm...interesting.

SULTAN: What? Who?

JAFAR: The royal vizier! Why, that would be...me!

SULTAN: Why, I thought the law says that only a prince can

marry a princess, I'm quite sure.

JAFAR: Desperate times call for desperate measures, my

lord. (He pulls out the staff and hypnotizes the

SULTAN with it.)

SULTAN: Yes...desperate measures...

JAFAR: You will order the princess to marry me.

SULTAN: I...will order...the princess...to...(the spell

breaks momentarily)...but you're so old!

JAFAR: (Holds the staff closer) The princess will marry

me!

SULTAN: The princess will marry...(the spell is again

broken, this time by the trumpet fanfare of "Prince

Ali".) What? What is that? That music! Ha ha ha.

Jafar., you must come and see this!

(We see an advancing parade, led by what appears to be the GENIE in

human form as a MAJOR.)

MARCHERS: Make way for Prince Ali!

SWORDSMEN: Say hey! It's Prince Ali!

MAJOR: Hey, clear the way in the old bazaar,

Hey you, let us through, it's a bright new star,

Now come, be the first on your block to meet his eye!

Make way, here he comes,

Ring bells, bang the drums.

You're gonna love this guy

(The MAJOR mingles amongst different crowd members.)

Prince Ali, fabulous he, Ali Ababwa!

Genuflect, show some respect

Down on one knee

(ABU the elephant marches through town, with ALADDIN (ALI) on his back.)

Now try your best to stay calm

Brush up your Sunday Salaam

And come and meet his spectacular coterie.

(IAGO is dancing to the music until JAFAR glares at him. The

MAJOR "wheelbarrows" six men up onto ABU's trunk. They stand

on each other's shoulders as ALI shakes hands.)

Prince Ali, mighty is he, Ali Ababwa!

Strong as ten regular men, definitely

He faced the galloping hordes

A hundred bad guys with swords

Who sent those goons to their lords, why Prince Ali!

(The pile collapses on ALI, but a GENIE (tm) brand lightning bolt

zaps the pile and he ends up holding them all up in an acrobatic

wheel formation. The GENIE turns into an old man, then a child

and speaks the last two lines to the crowd.)

CHORUS OF MEN:(Carrying the camels) He's got seventy-five golden camels!

(In pops a typical parade commentator)

HARRY: Don't they look lovely, June?

CHORUS OF WOMEN: (On a float) Purple peacocks, he's got fifty-three!

(In comes another commentator.)

JUNE: Fabulous, Harry, I love the feathers!

GENIE: (GENIE is off screen, a giant balloon gorilla proceeds down

the parade)

When it comes to exotic type mammals

Has he got a zoo, I'm telling you

It's a world class menagerie!

(GENIE pops in as a leopard, then a goat, and speaks the last two

lines to the two children from earlier. We cut to a balcony,

where three HAREM GIRLS are joined by the HAREM GENIE.)

GENIE:

GIRLS: (in couterpoint)