WALL-E
Written by
Andrew Stanton & Pete Docter
EXT. SPACE
FADE IN:
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..."
EXT. PLANET'S SURFACE - CONTINUOUS
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..."