Thursday, January 22, 2015

[Script] Tossing Grenades At Windmills - Page 49

SECURITY GOON #1
There he is!
 
SECURITY GOON #2
Get im! 

Frank ducks back inside and closes the closet.

INT. CLOSET – NIGHT

He looks at the mask again. He puts it on. The guards bust the door open.

SECURITY GOON #1
He’s got that stuff-holy cow! He’s armed to the teeth!

The Security goons scatter back around the corner of the hall. 

SECURITY GOON #1
Somebody call the cops! 

SECURITY GOON #3
Already did, they’re on their way. 

GRENADEMAN
YO HO! FORSOOTH, WHAT WHAT TALLYHO AND ALL THAT, FOR BEHOLD AND THEREUNTO AND SUCH YAY VERILY, BEHOLD AND MARKED WITH WHAT AND WITH WHAT UNTO THE BOLD BEYOND.

INT. HALL IN THE ASSYLUM - NIGHT

SECURITY GOON #1
What the heck was all that? 

SECURITY GOON #2
You mean besides complete garbledygook…I think he’s trying to sound superher-GRENADE!

The goon points to a grenade skittering across the floor.

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