253 Frames - Original script
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SFX: The explosion rumbles on; far, far in the background ZEUS can just be heard laughing and celebrating: "Hercules is smoke!" | |
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SFX: Silence, then the return of the WOODS background | |
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KEN:
And so, Hercules met his untimely end. The end. (conversation starts up again, all
approving) --: And what about Presbyter John? --: Wow. Wow. What a finish. Theres such a lesson to be learned --: The Romans really knew how to tell stories, you know? Such majesty, epic proportions --: The Greeks. --: Whatever. The point is that it was a good story. |
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DIRK:
Okay, Im starting to see it. I think I see it now. Can I tell another one? Please?
Can I? --: (as the WANDERERS make mostly ambivalent noises of assent) Sure. Go ahead. DIRK: (starts telling his story eagerly; there is no title slide) Okay |
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MUSIC:
Guitar love theme, not even fully overcoming the WOODS sounds DIRK: In an urban metropolis there live a suave man-about-town that everyone knew as Disco King. He walked around a lot, and one day he walked into this bookstore, you know, hoping to bag a broad... |
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DIRK: and working in this bookstore was a beautiful young maiden. Immediately Disco King was struck with love. (the WANDERERS are still audible behind this; they sound appreciative so far) | |
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DIRK: So the King prepared himself in a time-honored fashion |
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