Bob:Hey Mike? Show's over. What're you doin', babe.
Mike (stands up from painting on his director's chair):Putting a, putting a name there on the back of my chair.
Bob:What is it?
Mike:"Lauren St. David" is the name.
Bob:Why? Wh-- I mean why, why you put that, uh, name on the chair?
Mike:Lauren St. David?
Bob:Yeah.
Mike:I, I don't want anybody to recognize me.
(Bob laughs.)
Davy(holds up a camera filter): What is this? Somebody? Please? Sir?
Peter:Anybody, speak out.
Davy:Mr. Cameraman?
Cameraman (from off-camera):"Half-net".
Davy:Half-net. Everybody, this is a half-net.
Peter (mocking Davy's accent): It's not a "hahf-net" you idiot, it's a ha--
Micky:What is this?
Davy:This here--
Micky:This is a blue gel.
Davy:Now this is a, a messed-up, double--
Bob:Hey, Davy? Davy, wait a minute. What, if, if you saw that thing'n you didn't know what it was, what would you guess it was?
(Micky laughs.)
Davy:In my opinion, I'd say that was a "K." An' I just did it.
Peter:See, no, you got it the wrong way around. It's the electronic symbol for a transistor.
(Bob mumbles something...)
Davy:Or, if you put it that way, if you--
Bob:Hey, Mike, there's a whole bunch of 'em down by your feet. What are they?
Mike:This here? (Picks up small pile.)
Bob:Yuh.
Mike:Uh. They're a uh, deck of cards in disguise.
Bob:A what?
Mike:Deck of cards in disguise.
Bob:Alright.
Peter:Alright do a card trick, Mike. Do a card trick.
Mike:You want me to do a card trick?
Peter:Do a card trick. Do a card trick.
Mike:Uh... I gotta shuffle 'em first. (Mock shuffling.)...didn't see that didja?
(Bob giggles.)
Mike:Pick a card, any card.
Peter:Any card?
Mike:Any card.
Peter:Just any card anywhere?
Mike:Any, any card you wanna pick!
Davy:Uh they-- they're not real cards, though.
Peter:Shhhh!
Mike:Cool it, will ya please?
(to Peter) Okay. You look at it?
Peter:Yup.
Mike:It's the uh... King of Spades.
Davy:How--
Peter:How-- how did you know?!
Davy:Come on!
Peter:Come on, how did you know...?
Mike (laughing smugly):It's the only one missing.
Bob:I don't believe it.
Davy:Aw...
(Peter and Davy throw their filters at Mike.)
Bob:G'night fellas.
Mike:G'nite.
Davy:G'niii-ite!
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