Script

SIDE 1

MOANA

We were voyagers?

GRAMMA TALA

You better believe it.

(CHIEF ANCESTOR 3 enters.)

CHIEF ANCESTOR 2

We carved massive canoes from mighty trees, and we sailed.

CHIEF ANCESTOR 3

The whole ocean was ours to explore.

CHIEF ANCESTOR 1

Passing on lessons...

CHIEF ANCESTOR 2

... from one navigator...

CHIEF ANCESTOR 3

... to the next.

END

 

SIDE 2

MOANA

Is that story really true, Gramma? About Te Kā's poison reaching Motonui?

GRAMMA TALA

You'll see. One day, the Heart of Te Fiti will be found... by someone who will venture far beyond our reef and save us all.

(CHIEF TUI and SINA enter.)

CHIEF TUI

Mother, what stories are you telling Moana now?

GRAMMA TALA

Oh, hush. You might be the Chief, Son, but I'm still your mother!

(GRAMMA TALA exits.)

MOANA

Dad, what if the answers to Motonui's problems are out there?

(CHIEF TUI and SINA pull MOANA back to the village.) (VILLAGERS re-enter.)

CHIEF TUI

Moana, you are the future of our people. And they are not out in the ocean. They're right here.

SINA

One day soon, they'll all depend on you.

CHIEF TUI

It's time to be who they need you to be.

MOANA

(realizing)

I need to be who they need me to be.

END

 

SIDE 3

MOANA

Pua! Hei Hei!

HEI HEI

Hey-hey-hey, Moana!

(PUA looks worried.)

MOANA

What's wrong?

PUA

It's the coconuts. They're black.

MOANA

Black? I've never seen that before.

(GRAMMA TALA enters. MOANA, PUA, and HEI HEI don't notice her.)

HEI HEI

Hey-hey-hey, Moana! Have you ever seen a purple coconut?

MOANA, PUA

No, Hei Hei.

HEI HEI

Okay, just checking.

PUA

(worried)

What could have caused this?

(GRAMMA TALA mysteriously sneaks up to the MOANA, PUA, and HEI HEI.)

GRAMMA TALA

I know why the coconuts are black.

MOANA

Gramma Tala!

PUA, MOANA, HEI HEI

Tell us! / Why?

GRAMMA TALA

You three haven't been listening to my stories.

HEI HEI

No offense Gramma Tala, but your stories are really boring-

PUA

Hei Hei!

HEI HEI

I mean... confusing.

GRAMMA TALA

(holds up a blackened coconut)

Te Kā's poison has finally reached Motunui.

(PUA and HEI HEI scoff, but GRAMMA TALA circles them, her story growing in intensity.)

Te Kā won't stop until every island, and every single one of us, is devoured by the blood-thirsty jaws of inescapable death!

HEI HEI, PUA

(scared)

Aaaahhh!

END