Saturday, September 8, 2012

Alfred - The Example - R.A. Wonsowski

Panel 1 - DAMIAN WAYNE, in his Robin costume, is coming out from behind the grandfather clock in the Wayne Manor study, one hand pushing back the hood, the other peeling off his mask.  He looks put out as usual.

DAMIAN:  ALFRED!  There's no orange juice downstairs!  AGAIN!

DAMIAN:  Where ARE you?!?

Panel 2 - DAMIAN, walking, tossing off his cape, notices the broken window in the study.

DAMIAN:  ...Al...?

Panel 3 - DAMIAN walks into the foyer, where he notices a ski-masked thug out cold, lying at the base of a suit of armour.


Panel 4 - DAMIAN walks through the dining room, sees another thug knocked out on the floor, and a third sprawled on the dining table.

ALFRED:  (off-panel) ...should TEACH!


ALFRED:  (off-panel)  you NOT!


ALFRED:  (off-panel)  to MESS!


Panel 5 - DAMIAN walks into the kitchen, and sees ALFRED standing over three more thugs laid out on the floor.  One of the thugs, a Wyeth painting has been smashed over his head and is through the frame.  ALFRED is brandishing a cast iron skillet, shouting at the closest thug, his tie is undone, no jacket but his vest is unbuttoned and his shirtsleeves are rolled up, yet he has not broken a sweat.  He looks as put out as Damian did in the first panel.  DAMIAN has a look of shocked awe on his face, like a parent who just caught their kid hanging from a ceiling fan.  There are freshly-made pancakes on three plates on the counter, topped with butter and syrup, still steaming hot and undisturbed.

ALFRED:  ...with an S.A.S. man!

Panel 6 - Same as panel 5, but ALFRED has noticed DAMIAN in the kitchen, both wearing a "you caught me" expression on their faces.

Panel 7 - ALFRED places the skillet back in its proper place with one hand, opens a giant refrigerator door with the other, chin held high, a small tight-lipped smile upon his lips, looking over his shoulder at DAMIAN.  DAMIAN has a respectful smile on his face, maybe a little nervous, and he's heading for the refrigerator himself, one hand out.

ALFRED:  Begging pardon, Master Damian.  I believe you mentioned something about orange juice?

DAMIAN:  Yes!ImeanYes,Sir!ImeanNo,Sir,I'llgetit!Thankyou,I'llGETit!

CAPTION: “Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.” - Mark Twain

NOTE:  Alfred's pancake recipe, from scratch, in case you're interested:

2 1/2 cups flour (sifted)
5 teaspoons baking powder
4 tblspoons sugar (granulated)
1 1/2 teaspoon salt
2 eggs
2 1/4 cups milk
6 tblspoons melted butter
2 drops vanilla extract

Take all the dry ingredients - combine in a big bowl.
Beat the eggs a little - combine the wet ingredients.
Mix the wet into the dry.
(It's ok if it's a little lumpy.)
Let the batter rest at least 30 minutes in the fridge before cooking on a hot, buttered griddle or skillet.)


  1. Ha! Gotta love Alfred getting one up on Damian. Humorously paced piece, and great pay-off. I must try that recipe too.

  2. fantastic fun! and what a recipe!

  3. Any script that includes a recipe for pancakes is a winner in my books. I have my own personal preference for the delicacy, but if it's good enough for Alfred...

    See also: quite the fun page you have here, Ray. I like the pacing, parallelism, and quasi-inversion at the end there. Nice stuff!

  4. Fun off panel action in this script, with panel 5 working as a great reveal.

  5. I like how Alfred as a character focus has allowed for some more humour-centric scripts to seep through. This isn't always the first thought when setting stories in the Bat universe.

    This one is is fun too. Nice to see Damian being on the back foot for a change.


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