Garden of Evil

Story Editors: Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley
Written by: Mirith J.S. Colao
© Disney 1994

Transcription by Heather H.
Edited by and screencaps by Calluna

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	-young Sultan riding towards plant palace--doors open magically--lush curtains of greenery draw away- Young Sultan: Extraordinary! -there is a harp made of vines--young Sultan approaches it and strokes its strings--laughs in delight at the sounds it produces--turns away—sees a blooming pink flower alone, bathed in white light--shimmering waterfall splashes behind-
	Young Sultan: Lovely... -Sultan reaches out his hands, grasps the flower, and yanks it out of its bed--strange shrieking sound follows, white light dims, ground vibrates- Arbutus: Who trespasses in my garden? -motions over his creations- My masterpiece? Young Sultan: I... I... I... -draws sword--sword immediately whipped out of his grasp-
	Arbutus: You are a fool! Your sword may sever every limb, but my power will always bloom! Young Sultan: –in Arbutus’ large hand- I’m sorry! I just wanted to bring a flower to my new bride! Arbutus: No one shall defile the art of Arbutus and live! Young Sultan: Release me and you shall be greatly rewarded!
	Arbutus: Your reward means nothing to me. Young Sultan: You have my word! My most precious treasure will be yours! Arbutus: Yes -strokes long beard- Perhaps one day your kingdom could enhance mine... an addition to my garden's beauty. –releases young Sultan- Young Sultan: Oh, indeed. Agrabah is rich with wonderful treasure.
	Arbutus: Hear me! In twenty summers I shall come for your most... -present day- Sultan: 'Precious treasure', he said. Jasmine: Oh, Father! What a terrible nightmare!
	Sultan: No, no, dearest. I’m afraid it's all too real. It was twenty years ago from this very day! Jasmine: Twenty years! Sultan: And now Arbutus is coming to collect! Aladdin: Don't worry, Sultan. I’ll guard the royal treasury. Ha! That monster won't touch a gold flake of your treasure.
	Iago: Aladdin, you've been working so hard. I’ll guard the treasure. Abu: What? Aladdin: Sure, Iago... and I’ll have a jackal guard the royal peacocks while I’m at it. Iago: Fine. I thought we had a solid trust bond forming here.
	Aladdin: Genie, wake up. -rubs lamp- Genie: -appears in pajamas brushing teeth- I’m up. Aladdin: Genie, we have a mission. We're going to protect the sultan's treasure. Genie: I am proud to serve! -transforms into a guard, but holding a giant toothbrush instead of a sword- Uh, first we'll conquer tooth decay then we'll brush out crime.
	Jasmine: See, Father. Everything will be all right. Sultan: I suppose so. -night--outside treasure room- Iago: -looking at the treasure- So close and yet so far away!
	Genie: Midnight and all is well. -yawns- Aladdin: Stop that! You'll make me... -yawns- See! Iago: Hey! Shift's over, monkey. Gimme the key. Abu: Un-uh! Un-uh! Iago: Hey! Union rules, hairball!
	Genie: Where is he!? Unhand the royal jewels! Aladdin: He's not here, Genie. But we have to stay awake. Genie: -turns into beatniks and starts playing bongo drums- Genie is one cool cat. Man, that swings! Aladdin: Genie! Genie! Genie: Huh? Oh, yes.
	Aladdin: Genie, you'll wake Jasmine and the sultan. Genie: Right! We mustn't wake them from their soothing slumber in their big, soft, comfy beds. -yawns- Sultan: -checking in on Jasmine- Sleep well, Dearest.
	Iago: -singing- Hush little monkey, don't say a word. Iago's gonna be a very -takes key from Abu- rich bird! -Vines begin creeping into Jasmine's bedroom-
	Aladdin: I can barely keep my eyes open. Genie: Tell us about it! Aladdin: No! We have a job to do! The sultan has trusted us to guard his most precious treasure and that’s what we're gonna do! Let that plant beast make his move! I’m ready.
	-Sultan having same nightmare- Arbutus: I shall come for your most precious treasure. Sultan: -wakes up--reality hits him- Jasmine!
	-Jasmine tries to scream from her room, the vines cover her mouth- Sultan: Jasmine! Genie: Huh? Aladdin: What? Genie: Jasmine?
	Aladdin: The most precious treasure! Sultan: -trying to get in her room- Jasmine! Arbutus has come for Jasmine! Aladdin: He won't get her! -tears out his sword--starts chopping- Genie: Whoa! -pulls Sultan away- Back up! You can't afford to get any shorter!
	Jasmine: -trapped--struggling to get free- Father! Aladdin! Aladdin: Get down! I’ll cut you out! Sultan: Ahh! Arbutus! Arbutus: I’m flattered. You remembered. Sultan: You have haunted my dreams!
	Arbutus: I strive to make an impression. Sultan: Take any treasure in the kingdom but leave my daughter be! Jasmine: Father, look out! Arbutus: You made a promise! Live by your word or die by it!
	-Aladdin tries to cut him--Arbutus laughing- Arbutus: Simple boy. Were you not warned? Your blade may sever every limb, every branch, but my power will always bloom. -traps Aladdin with vines--roses begin blooming from them- Arbutus: What can I say? It's function, it's form... It's art.
	Aladdin: -struggles to get free- It's... thorns! Arbutus: We all must suffer for our art, young Aladdin. Jasmine: Genie! Genie: Let's say we bust ya outta here! Nothing can stop... Genie, the killer caterpillar! -starts eating the vines holding Jasmine- Uh, we're almost there. Jasmine?
	-Arbutus and Jasmine are carried by the vines out of the window- Jasmine: Let me go! No! Let go! Aladdin: Jasmine! Genie: Nice try, Arbutus..! -trapped- Aladdin: No! -jumps out of window- Ahh! -Carpet catches him- Genie!
	Genie: -turns into butterfly- I’m so... pretty. Aladdin: Genie, he took Jasmine! Sultan: I... I know the way to his garden castle! Iago: Haven't we had enough of vegetation!?
	Aladdin: I've definitely had enough! -Arbutus and Jasmine arrive in his garden- Jasmine: Let me... -falls- go! Arbutus: I was trying to be courteous.
	Jasmine: By stealing me from my home in the middle of the night? Arbutus: My methods may be coarse, but the results are stunning. -a throne made of plants grows out of the ground--vines sprout out of it, pulling Jasmine toward it- Jasmine: What do you want?
	Arbutus: Living beauty, and you are that. Jasmine: You're twisted! Arbutus: I’m an artist. You should feel honored to be part of my masterpiece. To join only the most exquisite blossoms be they delicate, robust, or wild. Jasmine: What kind of artist has no heart?
	Arbutus: -laughing- A brilliant one! -looks at throne- Hmm. It needs something. -looks away- Lilacs! Yes! -Jasmine escaped--she runs--out of breath--stands by tree- Arbutus: Look no further, Princess. -Jasmine gasps--the tree was Arbutus--starts running--vines sprout out of the ground and catch her-
	Jasmine: Let me go! Arbutus: You're in my hothouse now, my flower. You won't get far. Jasmine: We'll see about that! Arbutus: Princess! Your impertinence outrages me, and yet... I feel... so... inspired! -causes a tree to grow out of the ground- Hmm, my muse can be so irritable. We must work swiftly.
	Jasmine: -whispering to herself- Sorry. I have other plans! Arbutus: Perhaps... yes! -adds leaves and flowers to the tree- -Jasmine tries to climb out of the garden--vines capture her and bring her back down- Jasmine: No! Ahh!
	Arbutus: How can you leave me? I’m not finished yet. Sultan: Over the hill! There! That's where this nightmare began. Abu: Ooooo! Genie: Wow!
	Iago: So what's the big -sees garden palace- deal!? Aladdin: Carpet, let's go! Genie: -grabs Sultan- Yeah! Wait up! Iago: Looks closed. I think I’ll wait outside. -vines coming closer to him- Ahhh!
	Aladdin: Abu, Genie, come on! Iago: -panicing- This whole place is out to get us. How you gonna... Aladdin: Follow my lead! -slicing open doorway- Genie: We could just try opening the... door. Aladdin: -enters- Jasmine! Jasmine! -trips over a root, crushing the vine harp- This way, guys!
	-Arbutus makes birds land in his new tree and makes a path of flowers leading to it- Arbutus: So, Jasmine, care to critique my art now? Jasmine: -angrily- I think it's... -looks up at it and gasps- it's beautiful.
	Arbutus: So was my last work but you had to run away and ruin it! You were an integral part of my design, you know. Jasmine: I’m not one of your creations! I’m not a... thing! Arbutus: A thing!? How typical! Jasmine: Arbutus, I’m not a flower you can keep in your garden! I need my family and friends.
	Arbutus: Ah, yes, human needs. Like you need to hack down my gorgeous trees and chop them into lumber! Jasmine: It's not that simple! Arbutus: Indeed! You burn them for warmth creating smoke to block our life-giving sun! Jasmine: We don't do that on purpose!
	Arbutus: Is it an accident when you rip and pluck my flowers, condemning them to a slow death in a vase!? Jasmine: Slow death? Arbutus: Your kind! You're all the same! You treat my beautiful, living creations as things! Why should I treat you any differently? Jasmine: Arbutus, I... I think I understand.
	Genie: This place is kind of creepy! -vines creeping- Or should I say creeping! Uh, uh... -tries to yell- Aladdin: Genie! -Aladdin trapped- Sultan: The poor lad! We must free him!
	Iago: By all means, play through! Ya got 'em on the run now! -vines go away- Aladdin: What? Sultan: My word!
	Genie: -twirling the vines onto a giant fork- Bonappetito! -eats vines- Not quite a-like mama's but it'll do. Aladdin: Thanks, Genie! Genie: -belches- My pleasure.
	Arbutus: Do you truly understand me, Princess? Or is this some human trick? Jasmine: We humans appreciate your creations. The beauty of a flower, the shade from a tree, the joy of planting a seed and watching it grow. We care. Arbutus: If only I could believe you. Perhaps I can! After all... you do bear the name of a flower. Aladdin: Jasmine!
	Arbutus: Infidels! What an ingenious trap you've set, Princess! Jasmine: No! Aladdin: Don't worry, Jasmine! I’m gonna destroy that monster if I have to do it leaf by leaf! Arbutus: You will try, my callow foe! You will try!
	Jasmine: Aladdin! Arbutus! It doesn't have to be this way! -Aladdin and Arbutus start fighting- Jasmine: No! -Aladdin falls--Carpet catches him- Aladdin: Thanks, Carpet! -fighting continues-
	Sultan: Don't worry, my dear. Aladdin and Genie shall vanquish that fiend. Jasmine: You don't understand! He doesn't understand. -explains during fight- Sultan: I never meant any harm! All I did was pick a flower! Iago: Yeah. I say this guy overreacted.
	Jasmine: Father, that flower meant as much to Arbutus as I mean to you. This must stop! -Genie falls by her- Genie! You have to make Aladdin put down his sword! Iago: Sure, and you’ll wind up with boyfriend on a stick! Abu: Ew! Jasmine: Arbutus won't hurt us if we don't hurt him! Genie, please!
	Arbutus: Giving up, boy!? Aladdin: Never! -brings out his sword- Genie: Stop! Aladdin: Huh? Genie, what are you doing?
	Genie: Al, Jasmine says... Arbutus: Your sword may sever every limb, but my power will always bloom! Aladdin: No it won't! -throws his sword- -the rose is cut off Arbutus's chest killing him-
	Aladdin: Yes! -everything in the garden withers and dies- Sultan: -picks up rose- 'My power will always bloom.' This was the heart of his power; this frail little flower. Aladdin: Jasmine, we did it! Jasmine? What?
	Jasmine: Oh, Aladdin. I know you meant to do the right thing, but Arbutus was not a monster. He was just different. Iago: Yeah! He was a beast! Aladdin: Iago! Jasmine, I don't understand. Jasmine: He loved his garden the way you and Father love me.
	-morning, on a grassy hill- Jasmine: Sometimes we only see how people are different from us. But if you look hard enough, you can see how much we’re all alike. -they all plant rose--hear Arbutus taking a breath-