Stars.

The upbeat show tune, Put On Your Sunday Clothes, plays.

"Out there, there's a world outside of Yonkers..."

More stars.
Distant galaxies, constellations, nebulas...
A single planet.
Drab and brown.
Moving towards it.
Pushing through its polluted atmosphere.

"...Close your eyes and see it glisten..."

A range of mountains takes form in the haze. Moving closer. The mountains are piles of TRASH. The entire surface is nothing but waste.

"...We're gonna find adventure in the evening air..."

A silhouetted city in the distance. What looks like skyscrapers turns into trash. Thousands of neatly stacked CUBES OF TRASH, stories high. Rows and rows of stacked cubes, like city avenues. They go on for miles.

"...Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile..."

Something moving on the ground far below. A figure at the foot of a trash heap. A SMALL SERVICE ROBOT diligently cubing trash. Rusted, ancient. Cute. Every inch of him engineered for trash compacting. Mini-shovel hands collect junk. Scoop it into his open chassis. His front plate closes slowly, compressing waste. A faded label on his corroded chest plate: "Waste Allocation Loader - Earth Class" (WALL-E) Wall-E spits out a cube of trash. Stacks it with the others.

Something catches his eye. Tugs on a piece of metal stuck in the stack. A hubcap. The sun reflects off it. Wall-E checks the sky.

The sun sets through the smoggy haze.

"...And we won't come back until we've kissed a girl -"

He places the hubcap in his compactor. Presses a button on his chest. The song stops playing. The end of a work day. Wall-E attaches a lunch cooler to his back. Whistles for his pet COCKROACH. The insect hops on his shoulder. They motor down from the top of a GIANT TRASH TOWER.

WALL-E

The Remake

Wall-E travels alone. Traverses miles of desolate waste. Oblivious to roving storms of toxic weather. Passes haunting structures buried within the trash. Buildings, highways, entire cities... Everything branded with the SAME COMPANY LOGO. "Buy N Large" "BNL" stores, restaurants, banks...transportation! The corporation ran every aspect of life. There's even a BNL LOGO on Wall-E's chest plate. CLOSE ON NEWSPAPER Wall-E drives over. Headline: "TOO MUCH TRASH! Earth Covered!" The deck: "BNL CEO Declares Global Emergency!" A photo of the BNL CEO giving a weak smile. Wall-E's old treads are threadbare. Practically falling apart. Cause a bumpy ride for his cockroach. He passes the remains of other RUSTED WALL-E UNITS. Fancies one with NEWER TREADS than his own...

Wall-E now sports the newer treads. Rolls past a SERIES OF HOLOGRAPHIC BILLBOARDS. The solar-powered ads still activate when he passes them.

Billboard Announcer: "Too much garbage in your face?. There's plenty of space out in space!. BNL starliners leaving each day. We'll clean up the mess while you're away."

Wall-E drives down a deserted overpass. Activates an even LARGER HOLOGRAPHIC BILLBOARD.

Billboard Announcer: "The jewel of the BNL fleet: "The Axiom". Spend your five year cruise in style. Waited on 24 hours a day by our fully automated crew, while your Captain and Autopilot chart a course for non-stop entertainment, fine dining. And with our all-access hover chairs, even Grandma can join the fun! There's no need to walk! "The Axiom". Putting the "star" in Executive Starliner."

The BNL CEO appears at the end. Waves goodbye as the Axiom takes off.

BNL CEO: "Because, at BNL, space is the final "fun"-tier."

The holographic billboard powers off. Reveals the AXIOM'S DESERTED LAUNCHPAD in the distance. The mammoth structure sits across the bay. Now empty and dry. A polluted, dead valley. Near its edge rests a WALL-E UNIT TRANSPORT TRUCK. A giant child's Tonka Truck left to weather the elements. A "Buy N Large" logo on its side. Wall-E approaches the rear of the truck. Pulls on a lever. The back lowers. Wall-E motors up the ramp. Open racks for storing WALL-Es line both walls. KNICKKNACKS OF FOUND JUNK littered everywhere. The tired robot removes his newfound treads. Ahh... Home. Wall-E motors down the center aisle. Flicks on an ancient BETAMAX PLAYER. Jury-rigged to an iPod. Pushes in a cassette labeled, "Hello Dolly!" The image is very poor quality. Actors sing and dance to Put On Your Sunday Clothes (POYSC). The same song Wall-E worked to. And Then, Wall-E opens his cooler. Newfound knickknacks. Pulls out the hubcap from his chest. Looks back at the TV. Mimics the dancers on the screen. Pretends the hubcap is a hat. Continues to unpack: A spork. A Rubik's Cube (unsolved). A Zippo Lighter. He presses a BUTTON by the rack of shelves. They rotate until an empty space appears. His new items are lovingly added to the shelf. The Zippo joins a pre-existing LIGHTER COLLECTION. A new song, It Only Takes A Moment, plays on the video. Wall-E is drawn to it. Presses his "Record" button.

ON TV SCREEN Two lovers sing gently to one another. They kiss...hold hands... Wall-E tilts his head as he watches. Curious. Holds his own hands.

Night... Wall-E motors outside. Turns over his Igloo cooler to clean it out. Pauses to take in the night sky. STARS struggle to be seen through the polluted haze. Wall-E presses the "Play" button on his chest. The newly sampled It Only Takes A Moment (IOTAM) plays. The wind picks up. A WARNING LIGHT sounds on Wall-E's chest. He looks out into the night. A RAGING SANDSTORM approaches off the bay... Unfazed, Wall-E heads back in the truck. IOTAM still gently playing. ...The massive wave of sand roars closer... Wall-E raises the door. Pauses. WHISTLES for his cockroach to come inside. The door shuts just as the storm hits. Obliterates everything in view.

Wall-E alone in the center of his shelter. Unwraps a BNL SPONGECAKE (think Twinkie). Lays it out for the cockroach to sleep in. It happily dives in. Wall-E collapses himself into a storable cube. Backs into an empty shelf space. Rocks it like a cradle... ...and shuts down for the night. Outside the wind howls like the Hounds of Hell.