Thursday, May 21, 2015

[Script] Tossing Grenades at Windmills - Page 81

GRENADEMAN
FEAR NOT VILLIAN, GRENADEMAN SHALL SAVE YOU FROM THE GAZE OF THE CHICKENMAST-

The cannon fires, the transport lights come on and Grenademan vanishes again.
 
CHAINSAW FRED
FRANK! NO! No. 

There is a brief silence and the fighting stops.

Doc Shadows reaches down and picks up the fortune cookie, crushes it and reads it silently. He looks slowly at the other men and concentrates, knocking them out one by one with the force of his gaze. He slowly walks up to Thorne, who begins to move the cannon at him again as he does this.

Inoria moves up to the cannon and fries it with her laser
pistol. The cannon stops.

DOC SHADOWS
Enjoy the nightmares Thorne. Welcome to mine.

Doc Shadows places his palm on Thorne’s forehead.  Thorne screams.

J. R. R. Thorne
What, what is it? 

DOC SHADOWS
The Id of a twisted telepath. Not a pretty thing is it? (Turns to the heroes)
We need to go.  

Inoria
I think I can fix this…we can bring him back. 

DOC SHADOWS
I’ve activated the self-destruct. No one is ever using this machine again. 

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