Updated Script
Updated Script
REHANA: (wiping sweat) “Seriously, we’ve been killing it out here. There’s no way we’re
not winning this competition!”
Suddenly, a DISTANT siren is heard. Rehana’s eyes widen and she quickly looks around.
General shouting and frantic running ensue; voices blend into chaos.
The area is still chaotic after the girls’ desperate attempts to hide. The "MORAL POLICE"
storm into the field, their boots thundering as they search for the remaining girls. The
POLICE LEADER, a stern man with a harsh face and an intimidating presence, strides in,
barking orders.
POLICE LEADER: (loud and authoritative) “Everyone stop where you are! These girls are
defying our laws!”
The POLICE LEADER scans the area with cold, piercing eyes. His gaze settles on a few girls
who couldn’t escape and are now huddled together, frightened and defeated.
POLICE LEADER: (angrily) “Lock them up! These girls think they can challenge our
authority? Not on my watch!”
The POLICE OFFICERS begin to roughly handle the girls, who are now on their knees,
trying to plead with the officers.
POLICE OFFICER: (gruffly) “Fair? You’re breaking the law. There’s no ‘fair’ here. Just
compliance.”
POLICE LEADER: (to the officers) “Get those handcuffs on them. They’ve broken the
rules, and they need to learn the consequences. Make sure they’re secured.”
GIRL 2: (struggling) “We were just trying to train! Why is that a crime?”
POLICE LEADER: “It’s not about what you were doing; it’s about defying the regulations.
Rules are rules, and they must be followed.”
As the girls are pushed down and handcuffed, the POLICE LEADER takes a moment to
address his officers.
POLICE LEADER: (commanding) “Make sure everyone is rounded up. We need to set an
example. No one questions our authority.”
The POLICE OFFICERS nod and continue their work, ignoring the girls' pleas and cries.
The POLICE LEADER watches with a cold satisfaction as the girls are led away.
GIRL 3: (angry) “You can’t do this! We’ll fight back, you’ll see!”
POLICE LEADER: (dismissively) “Fight all you want. The law is the law, and you’re on
the wrong side of it.”
The POLICE LEADER turns away, signaling his officers to finish the operation. The scene
fades with the girls being led away in chains, their faces a mix of anger and despair.
The girls, now back in their makeshift practice area, are brainstorming.
GIRL 1: “How long can we keep hiding like this? Is our dream just... over?”
GIRL 2: “We can’t give up now. We have to find a way to keep practicing.”
GIRL 3: “Hey, what about the courtyard behind the house? It’s a mess, but we could clean it
up and use it.”
REHANA: “That’s a brilliant idea! Let’s get to work. We’ll clean it up, practice there, and
show everyone that girls can totally be world champions!”
The girls, now back in their makeshift practice area, are regrouping after the recent events.
They sit together, visibly distressed but determined. The makeshift court is cluttered with old
furniture and dust, but it’s their new practice space.
GIRL 1: (worried) “I can’t stop thinking about the others who got caught. How long can we
keep hiding like this? Is our dream just... over?”
GIRL 2: (resolutely) “We can’t give up now. We owe it to them to keep going. We have to
stay strong and find a way to keep practicing.”
GIRL 3: “I heard some of the girls were taken to a detention center. It’s so unfair... we have
to do something, we can’t let their sacrifice be in vain.”
REHANA: (determined) “That’s right. We can’t let them down. What about that old
courtyard behind the house? It’s a mess, but we could clean it up and make it our new
practice area.”
GIRL 1: “The courtyard? It’s in terrible shape. But if we can get it ready, it could be perfect
for us.”
REHANA: “Exactly! We’ll get it cleaned up and turn it into our training ground. We need to
show everyone that girls can be world champions, no matter what.”
GIRL 2: (nodding) “And while we’re practicing, we’ll be showing our support for the ones
who are still locked up. Every shot, every pass, it’s for them too.”
REHANA: “So, let’s get to work. We’ve got a lot to do, but if we pull together, we can make
this place great. We’ll practice here, and we’ll keep fighting for our right to play. We’ll make
them proud.”
The girls exchange determined looks and start organizing their new practice area. They
begin sweeping, setting up makeshift hoops, and preparing the space with renewed energy
and purpose.
MONTAGE:
The courtyard behind the house is transformed from a neglected space into a makeshift
basketball court. The girls are sweeping, dusting off old furniture, and setting up makeshift
hoops.
GIRL 1: (wiping sweat) “This place is gonna look awesome once we’re done. Who knew a
little elbow grease could go this far?”
REHANA: “Yeah, let’s make this our new home court. We’ll turn it into the best practice
spot ever!”
GIRL 2: (looking at the uneven ground) “We’ll need to fix this floor. It’s super bumpy.”
REHANA: “Got it. Let’s lay down some old mats and make it as smooth as we can.”
The girls are practicing with a fierce intensity. They’re doing drills, running sprints, and
shooting hoops. The sun is setting, casting long shadows.
GIRL 3: (breathing heavily) “Let’s push through, guys! We’ve got to make every second
count.”
GIRL 4: (dribbling the ball) “My arms are gonna fall off, but I’m not stopping!”
REHANA: (encouraging) “That’s the spirit! Remember, the harder we work now, the
sweeter the victory will be!”
The courtyard is now lit by makeshift floodlights. The girls continue to practice under the
stars, their determination evident. They’re drenched in sweat, and their breaths come out in
visible puffs of steam.
GIRL 5: (laughing) “Who needs sleep when we’ve got a dream to chase?”
REHANA: “We’re going to be so ready. Look at how far we’ve come already!”
The camera pans over to see the girls running drills, working on their passes, and
encouraging each other.
The first light of dawn breaks through the horizon. The girls are still at it, their energy
unwavering. They huddle together, exhausted but proud.
REHANA: “And we’re not stopping until we’ve reached our goal. This is just the
beginning.”
The girls high-five each other, a sense of camaraderie and achievement in their eyes.
Rehana sits at a table in the corner of the house, writing the application for the inter-nation
tournament. The other girls gather around, looking over her shoulder.
REHANA: (focused, muttering to herself) “Let’s see… ‘Team Anonymous,’ no ties to any
country, just pure skill.”
REHANA: “They have to. We’re not representing a country, just our passion for the game.
Plus, with our masks, they won’t even know who we are.”
REHANA: “I’m getting them made right now. We’ll have to make sure they’re perfect.
Can’t let anyone see our identities.”
The girls nod, determined, as they prepare for the next step of their journey.
The girls are putting the final touches on their practice space. They clean up and set up a
small area where they’ve painted “Team Anonymous” on a banner.
GIRL 4: “This looks amazing. I can’t believe how far we’ve come.”
REHANA: “This is our home now. It’s not just a court; it’s a symbol of our fight and our
dreams.”
MONTAGE:
• We can see the girls sweat to prove that they are working hard
They step back and admire their work, ready to face the challenges ahead.
+ We’re going to enter as “Team Anonymous.” They can’t stop us if we’re not tied to any
country. We shall wear masks to hide our faces.
The organizing committee initially rejects their entry but after explaining their situation, they
are allowed to participate along with Aukistans official mens basketball team.
A COMMITTEE MEMBER: “But sir, our goal is to promote basketball, not national
teams. If any team, whether representing a country or independent, is good enough, they
should get a shot to compete.”
The committee discusses and finally agrees to let “Team Anonymous” compete.
EXT. TOURNAMENT STADIUM - DAY
The tournament is in full swing. The “TEAM ANONYMOUS” logo is displayed prominently.
Rehana and her masked team play fiercely. They advance round after round, gaining global
admiration. No one knows they’re from Aukistan.
The girls locked up in the detention centre watch “Team Anonymous” compete on TV, not
realizing it’s their own teammates.
GIRL 5: “This team is insane! I wish we were out there playing too.”
GIRL 6: “Yeah, I’m rooting for them. I wonder what the other girls are up to.”
GIRL 7: (cheering) “Go Team Anonymous! Show them what you’ve got!”
The final match is intense. The crowd roars as “Team Anonymous” shows off their
incredible skills. The camera zooms in on their masks as they face off against the award-
winning Aukistan Men’s team. They face off the award winning Aukistan mens team
The girls who are locked up see the team anonymous compete fiercely in the competition.
They too are unaware that they are their fellow teammates.
They hope for the team to enter into the finals and beat the Aukistan mens team.
Girl 5: This team seems amazing! I wish we could have also played.
Girl 6: Yeah, I hope they win, I wonder how the other girls are doing
The final whistle blows. The crowd erupts in applause as Team Anonymous wins 4-2.
To everyone’s disbelief, Rehana removes her mask to reveal the team’s identity.
REHANA: “Aukistan, this is proof that you need to let women play sports and stop wasting
all your resources on the men’s teams. We beat them fair and square!”
POLICE LEADER: (furious) “It’s them! Get a team ready to bring them back. Show no
mercy!”
The AUKISTANI MILITARY arrives, ready to capture the girls. But the HOST COUNTRY
MILITARY intervenes and stops them right at the border.
HOST COUNTRY COMMANDER: “We have a warrant to protect these girls at all costs.
We won’t let Aukistan’s oppression ruin this prestigious tournament.”
News of the intervention and the oppression faced by the girls spreads. Citizens gather in
large numbers, protesting against the ruling dictatorship.
The conservative dictator is forcibly removed from power. The crowd cheers as the dictator
is taken away.
Rehana and her team return to a transformed Aukistan, greeted by jubilant crowds. The new
government welcomes them as heroes.
REHANA: (emotional) “We fought for our right to play, and we’ve gained so much more.
We’ve won our freedom.”
REHANA: (addressing the crowd) “This victory is for every girl who dreams of playing, for
every voice that stands up against injustice.”
The crowd erupts in applause as confetti rains down. The previously arrested girls are freed
and celebrate with Rehana and her team
The arrested girls are free from prison and celebrate with Rehana and her team.
Lesson: “In the face of adversity, courage and unity can change the world.”