Open on a chook’s-eye view of Central Park.
VOICE-OVER: They’ve been working issues for too lengthy.
Zoom in on particular person feeding pigeons from a park bench.
V.O.: Caging us, clipping our wings—I’ve had sufficient.
A rotund, smug pigeon, between pecks of seed, talks to somebody offscreen.
SMUG PIGEON (laughing): What are you suggesting, Bartholomew? That we go to battle with people?
Bartholomew, a scary pigeon with a scar, steps out of the shadows.
BARTHOLOMEW: That’s precisely what I’m suggesting.
The Common emblem, made to look barely ominous, feathers falling from above. A slowed-down, echoey model of the Beatles’ “Blackbird” performs within the background.
The aged man feeding the birds lets out a twisted snort.
BARTHOLOMEW, V.O.: Not lets beg for birdseed.
A toddler laughs at a parrot in a cage at a pet retailer.
BARTHOLOMEW, V.O.: Not will they taunt us.
A person in a restaurant slices right into a hen breast.
BARTHOLOMEW, V.O.: Not will they eat us!
The laughing baby holds a cracker as much as the caged, agitated parrot.
BARTHOLOMEW, V.O.: I ask you, does Polly need a cracker?
Bartholomew addresses the opposite pigeons.
BARTHOLOMEW: Or does Polly take a cracker.
Parrot angrily snatches the cracker from the woman.
TEXT CARD: “THIS SUMMER.”
Intense drumming begins to play, builds.
Park-bench man seems to be nervous as pigeons slowly encompass him.
The person consuming hen at a restaurant glances out the window and notices a number of chickens watching him.
Closeup on the smug pigeon from earlier than—however now he’s scared.
SMUG PIGEON: It’s a must to cease this earlier than it will get uncontrolled!
BARTHOLOMEW: Oh, there’s no stopping it now . . .
TEXT CARD: “PEACE.”
Parrot from earlier than, angrily squawks and flaps its wings in its cage.
TEXT CARD: “IS FOR.”
The parrot is out of its cage, flying angrily across the store, scaring the people inside and riling up the opposite caged birds.
TEXT CARD: “THE BIRDS.”
Bartholomew, smiling, locks eyes with the scared pigeon. “Blackbird” begins up once more.
BARTHOLOMEW: There’s a storm brewing at sea.
The parrot and different birds fly out of the pet store. Drumming resumes.
The pigeons assault an individual on a park bench.
Bartholomew, standing on the long-lasting playground jungle gymnasium from “The Birds,” addresses a mass of crows, who stand gazing up at him.
BARTHOLOMEW: Fellow-birds! We’ve achieved a lot!
Birds fly away from an explosion.
Closeup of Bartholomew on the jungle gymnasium.
BARTHOLOMEW: However we’re simply getting began.
Feathers type the title card: “BIRDS: THE BEGINNING.”
A woman tentatively locations her hand close to a lovebird, as her mom seems to be on.
MOTHER: Don’t be scared, pricey . . .
Closeup on the lovebird, who squints, staring on the baby’s hand.
MOTHER (out of body): . . . it’s solely a chook.
Minimize to black.
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