Tuesday, January 27, 2015

[Script] Tossing Grenades At Windmills - Page 50

GRENADEMAN
YES INDEED CITIZENS, I AM MAKING MY ESCAPE FROM THIS LAIR OF MENTAL HEALTH, OFF AND YONDER TO STOP THE INSIDIOUS CHICKENMASTER AND HIS FOUL MINIONS FROM DESTROYING ALL WE HOLD DEAR. 

SECURITY GOON #1
Someone’s gotta turn the volume down on this guy. 

SECURITY GOON #3
Maybe we can get him to take some valium. Hey, where’s he going! 

GRENADEMAN
TALLYHO!

Grenademan tosses an explosive grenade that blows off the bars on one of the windows. He leaps out of it.

SECURITY GOON #2
I really don’t want to write the report up on this one, do you? 

SECURITY GOON #1
Nope-but we already called the cops. You going after him? 

SECURITY GOON #2
No way.

The doors in the hallway begin to open. The inmates look at the hole in the barred window. Dozens of them begin to run for the hole in the wall. The Security goons panic and run away. 

EXT. KENSINGTON RESEARCH FACILITY - NIGHT

Grenademan drives up on a motorcycle.

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