Tuesday, December 16, 2014

[Script] Tossing Grenades at Windmills - Page 42

SMIRK
Ok, maybe he’s not so fine. 

OLD MAN
Do you think those are real live hand grenades he’s carrying? 

DANSEN
I don’t know, but I’m not taking any chances…(walks toward Frank) Excuse me-(cont) 

FRANK
Huh? 

DANSEN
(cont)
Mr..er…? 

FRANK
Frank, Grenademan…GrenadeFrank 

SMIRK
Right Mr. GrenadeFrank, we’re going to have to take you in.
 
FRANK
NO! Not back there! They locked me away! 

DANSEN
Locked you away eh? As in the nuthouse? 

FRANK
That’s right! After they tampered with my mind! 

SMIRK
Well-we’ll just take you for a nice relaxing drive then, how does that sound? 

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