EXT. MYSTERY SHACK. DAY.
INT. MYSTERY SHACK. T.V ROOM/LIVING ROOM. DAY.
Dipper is lying in front of the T.V. watching "GHOST HUSTLIN'"
Have you ever walked down a path and noticed
footprints in the mud but no one was around?
Join us next time as we investigate
Fawn Forest for Mudcrawlers!
Enter Grunkle Stan only in his underwear, drinking a soda, taking a seat in the armchair.
Uh, whatchya watching there, Slick?
Dipper sits up and turns to face his Grunkle.
Oh! It's only the best video
graphed T.V. show about a supernatural
explorer investigating the anomalies of…
Enter Mabel, holding her Summer Scrapbook in hand. Waddles following behind.
She knocks the remote from Dipper's hand. High fiving Stan.
Why don't you spend your summer
more wisely, like moi? You can complete your
Summer Bucket List with Waddles and me!
Mabel pulls a long scroll from her sleeve, which continues to unroll until it is off-screen.
Dipper holds the list and reads off some items.
Go swimming in lake.
Talk to cute local boys.
Braid Grunkle Stan's back hair?
Stan spits out soda.
You can't fully enjoy summer if you
haven't completed your Summer Bucket List!
Mabel, I don't have a Summer Bucket List.
Besides, I can't really add frightening
monster of the week to a Bucket List,
that stuff happens naturally to us.
Stan opens another can of soda. Pointing with the can as he talks.
(Sighing and Exasperated)
Kid, if I said it once, I've said it like,
a kajillion times, the supernatural isn't real.
Time for you to get over your dumb obsession
and find a better use of your time. Plus,
you do realize that your show is fake, right?
That's coming from me.
Dipper jumps up from the ground, pointing at Stan.
(Shouting and Stammering)
Do YOU realize that your life is fake!?
Dipper knocks the soda can from Stan's hand and runs up the stairs.
Oh, Oh, ZING!
Mabel extends her hand for a high five from Stan which is not received. Waddle oinks and presses his face into her hand.
INTRO THEME SONG PLAYS
INT. MYSTERY SHACK ATTIC. DAY
Dipper is pacing in front of the beds. The Journal is placed on the table under the window.
Dumb obsession? Dumb obsession?
It's not an obsession! Ugh,
Stan wouldn't understand the weird events
of this town if it hit him in the face.
I don't need a Bucket List so
long as I have the Journal.
The Journal provides me with all the
adventure and excitement that
I need to enjoy the summer.
Mabel drops from the ceiling rafters on her bed.
Dipper screams and jumps.
Mabel! How long were
you up there for?!
I'll never tell.
Dipper takes a seat next to her on the bed.
Long enough to hear me monologue?
Mabel nods her head.
I'm not obsessed with the supernatural.
It just so happens to be my hobby when I'm
not restocking the Mystery Shack's Gift Shop.
Mabel slaps a sticker on Dipper's face. It reads "GET INSPIRED YO"
What's this for?
TO GET INSPIRED YO!
You rely on the Journal too much!
Think, what would you be doing right now
if you didn't have the Journal?
Dipper looks to the Journal and then to his sister.
Probably writing about our summer.
Mabel stands on the bed, looking triumphant.
Then that's what you're going to do!
Mabel jumps from the bed, flipping, grabbing the Journal mid-air and landing on Dipper's bed.
I will be confiscating this Journal
until you have written your own!
Dipper jumps from the bed.
Mabel, you can't,
I need it!
Dipper runs to Mabel, trying to pry the book from her hand.
Mabel slaps another sticker to Dipper's other cheek. Same message.
Come on, Dipper!
Think about it, wouldn't it be cool
to make your own book to remember our
crazy summer adventures? To be the
author of your own journal?
I… I can be the author?
Mabel points to the sticker on his face and nods. Stars in her eyes.
Smiling, Dipper grabs his backpack as he runs through the door, determined. Calling back to Mabel.
My work here is done.
She falls from the bed and her Summer Bucket List rolls from her sleeve and unfurls on the floor. Looking at her list, she gasps.
EXT. MYSTERY SHACK. DAY.
Mabel's scream can be heard, birds flying from the nearby trees. Soos looks up, entering frame, picking at his ear, he ducks back out of frame.
INT. MYSYTERY SHACK FOYER. DAY
Dipper runs down the stairs, smile on his face. Holding the doorknob about to turn it to leave, Stan appears wearing his suit.
Where do you think you're going
and, ah, what's on your face?
Dipper turns around and sees Stan.
I am going to go and document
my strange findings in the woods!
HA! Still got those crazy fantasies
running around your head. Cleaning the
outhouse should filter them out!
Stan throws a mop at Dipper, who catches it.
Dipper looks down at the mop, upset.
But Grunkle Stan…
No buts, except yours cleaning
the ones that used the outhouse. Now!
Stan leans over and rips one sticker from Dipper's face. Holding the sticker in his hand.
I said now, Kid!
Stan pinches the bridge of his nose.
Why do you have to be so weird all the time?
Dipper looks disbelievingly at his Grunkle. He grips the mop harder.
Stan steps closer to Dipper, growing angry.
What did you say to me?
I said NO!
You always make fun of me
and my interests
and I'm sick of it!
Dipper throws the mop on the ground and runs out the door. Stan reaches his hand out for him, surprised that he left. Dipper disappears into the woods.
Mabel runs down the stairs screaming, carrying a backpack twice her size.
(Yelling, talking superfast)
I have to go,
Mabel too runs out the door, over the mop. Stan remains glued to his spot. Stan looks down at the "GET INSPIRED YO" sticker.
EXT. GRAVITY FALLS WOODS. DAY.
Dipper comes to a halt by the stream, heaving from running from the Shack, from his Great Uncle Stan. Taking the remaining sticker and placing it in his pocket, he takes off his hat as he washes his face with the stream water. He looks at his reflection, speaking to it.
Don't look at me like that.
Now isn't the time to be thinking of Stan.
Dipper slaps the surface of the water, distorting the reflection. He pulls a blank journal from his backpack, wielding a pen.
I need to get started documenting
Gravity Falls' Mysteries!
Dipper draws the Big Dipper on the cover of the book. Taking a seat on a nearby rock, he sticks the pen in his mouth, thinking.
Now, what should I write about?
Dipper glances down to his shoes which have mud on them.
I can investigate Mudcrawlers!
Take that Ghost Hustlin'!
Dipper punches the air for emphasis. Walking away from the stream, Dipper writes aloud in the journal.
Unknown appearances of footprints and
tracks in the mud with abrupt
beginnings and ends have led many to believe
that Mudcrawlers are mystical creatures
who inhabit forests. Little as of yet can be said about…
Dipper is cut off as a fairy floats in front of him, giggling.
No way, a fairy!
Perfect addition to my journal!
The fairy waves at Dipper and seems to be beckoning him on. Waves of fairy dust and sparkles fall of the fairy. She is magical. Flipping to a new page of the journal, Dipper jots down notes as he follows the creature further into the forest. Dipper asks the fairy questions.
Traditionally, fairies are known to be
trickster creatures, is that true?
Finger placed on her mouth, the fairy shakes her head and giggles, almost like Lil' Gideon. The fairy continues to lead Dipper deeper into the forest.
Ah Ha! I knew that
was a mistaken stereotype!
Do you mind if I sketch you?
The fairy shakes her head, eyes glistening. Dipper sequels and sits on a tree stump to sketch the fairy. As Dipper is pulling supplies from his bag, the fairy narrows her eyes at Dipper, a menacing look replacing the one of harmlessness.
EXT. CANDY'S FRONT DOOR. DAY.
Shot follows Mabel as she continues screaming as she runs up the street to Candy's front door. Pausing to catch her breath as she rings the door bell and continues screaming once Candy and Grenda open the door. Immediately, the girls join Mabel's screaming.
Why are we screaming?
Grenda and Mabel both stop screaming.
I don't know, but it helps me
to relieve any anger I may have!
I have a summer emergency!
Both Grenda and Candy gasp in unison.
The summer is going by so quickly and
I haven't completed the number one
item on my Summer Bucket List!
Mabel pulls out her Summer Bucket List from her sleeve. The list unrolls. Written under the glittery "MABEL'S ULTIMATE FUN SUMMER BUCKET LIST!" is "#1 CAMPING WITH BFFs UNDER THE STARS!" with an unchecked check box next to it.
This is a summer emergency!
I know! If I don't complete my list,
my summer wouldn't have been well spent.
ALL FOR NOTHING!
Grenda takes a hold of Mabel, shaking her.
(In a voice that is not calming)
Calm down, Mabel.
Grenda is right, Mabel!
We can help you complete your list.
Mabel looks to her two best friends, eyes as wide as the moon.
You gals would do that for me?
Both Grenda and Candy nod their heads simultaneously.
I've already packed!
Mabel points to the huge backpack she is carrying.
BOTH GRENDA AND CANDY
The trio run down the street together giggling and screaming. Shot pans to the woods just beyond the houses. Sun lowering in the sky.
EXT. GRAVITY FALLS FOREST. DAY.
Dipper and the fairy are still by the tree stump as Dipper is lying down, asking the fairy questions and jotting them down in his journal.
Who would've thought
fairies were carnivorous?
The fairy shrugs her shoulders and giggles. Sitting up, Dipper begins to pack his bag.
Well, it's getting dark out.
I should probably head back to the Shack.
Dipper flips through his journal which is now full of notes on fairies and various sketches of her. The Fairy points to the first page, about the Mudcrawlers, tilting her head as she looks up to Dipper.
Oh, ya I was hoping to
document Mudcrawlers today. But, I'm happy
that I got to meet you… ugh, well,
I didn't ask for your name.
Dipper rubs the back of his neck, bashful.
Dipper is shocked and excited.
Wait you can speak?
This changes everything!
Is it true that you run on belief?
How long can fairies live?
The fairy giggles, turning to look at the journal.
I can answer those questions, easy,
but wouldn't you like to
know more about the Mudcrawlers?
Dipper's eyes are wide.
Yes. Yes, I would.
The fairy pushes the journal and pen into Dipper's hands, as he sits up, attentive as the fairy begins to dictate.
Well, Mudcrawlers are scary creatures,
unlike us fairies!
They are made of mud and travel in packs.
It's the mother mudcrawlers
you have to watch out for.
SUPER protective of their young.
Oh, like bears?!
Exactly! You sure
are super smart, mister!
Dipper blushes and extends his hand out to the fairy.
Blinker takes his hand and twists his arm behind his back. Dipper cries out.
Ah! What's the big deal?
Blinker directs Dipper to the ledge of a ditch. Mocking his voice.
"Ah! What's the big deal?"
Blinker's voice drops, taking on a deeper sound.
You humans are easier to fool than a Gnome!
I played you, sucka, we fairies are tricksters!
So the stereotypes were true?!
Everything you've said to me
today, all a lie?
Blinker pushes Dipper closer to the ledge, a few loose rocks fall down. Dipper screams while Blinker is laughing evilly.
Not everything was a lie,
but the part about you being super smart,
that was 100% a lie.
Dude! That hurts.
You fairies are deceptively strong!
What do you want from me?
Honestly, was kinda bored,
saw you and saw opportunity!
Blinker continues to laugh manically as she pushes Dipper off the ledge down the ditch. Dipper screams as he tumbles down the ditch, accumulating dirt and mud on him until he is fully covered in the goop. Blinker tears pages from Dippers notebook and throws them down the ditch, which stick to Dippers muddied form.
So long, Flipper!
Ha ha, I am FUNNY!
Dipper attempts to wipe the goop from his face, only revealing his eyes. He is unrecognizable. He groans as he comes to a standing position. The sun has set and the woods are dark. Stumbling forwards, he sees light coming from behind a couple a trees. Mumbling, he ventures forwards.