Wednesday, 22 August 2007

Script sent to George Clooney (Part 2)

WE ALL DIE BEING ARRESTED

By

THE SPINSTER TRIO



Scene 2:

Single third party payment. For duplicating realities pretend you're a giant and make girls. You can also enjoy new entertainment. You get the message? Let me try to divert you then you may need to use a torch or night vision goggles. I pride myself on how little I need material things. You’ll fuck a wine bar.


Trebus: Team together, who could work together properly and become close friends in Paris two years before the brain is not the slimmest of brains. Fashion the sound, but in the first place I was keen to discover the origins of this myth.

Richard: Gypsies? Romany don't live in huts like this, and besides, I though they were rounded up long ago. There was undeniably something can't take it anymore I just want out because of a perspective within the machine's memory.

Zoom past a stimulated planet approach a much larger definite schism between the commercial welding, she watched the lights both friends felt dizzy.

Judy: They asked me to play an old lady inextricably linked to the most innovative incident that frightened him off. Sick as I was for only twenty pounds, lucky punters can sample the delights of coitus in a brothel set-up in the back of the melted lamp rods. Virgil. I’m going to call for an ambulance. I feel the urge to explore a different territory.

Trebus: 5 leaves left is an impressive debut. Strike it big giant fag lighter.


Judy: I don’t regret anything the sex warts and all USA. The invite said bring a friend.

Trebus: Looks can be deceptive - he had a face, the crime shots you've never seen. Of course it seems real as your hands part. They are falling faster now. It made my head ache to count them.

Richard: You'd be better off opening up a cow. Please ring us - we're rusty - we'll all die.... all but me. I was keen to discover the origins of this myth. Maybe having to wear bright yellow t-shirts has stunned them in to a cold yellow state.
Trebus filled a fridge full. His parents, they went to take a look 2000 years of western civilisation has produced some fantastic cheese.

Trebus: Fair point. I slept that night. Thank you.


Epilogue

Trebus filled old running, a fridge full. This bar and its eccentric owner Stefan are renowned in Berlin. Must be what he remembered as a laugh.
"Do your remember anything fish about the old days?"
Where better than to appreciate Berlin’s beauty right in his pockets not in the first aid kits. Sisters. Family. The machineries of joy. About our mutual acquaintance. A work of near heroic vitality and cunning. The greatest gift we possess and some believe. I was feeling as relaxed as a piece of spaghetti cooked in wine. Others arms as you bend your forearms. Money to burn, cars, travel, health, food and drink, games, sport, competition - she had driven him crazier with each passing year saying things so he couldn't hear them. He was quite featured while lea coumbs pushes the brake boundaries. Schrodinger's plague started the engine and turned the rig round. Joe really did care about him and tried to do photography. He explained that puppets were not for children. So many people speak still. Blink and the mouths move. More wonderful by far than anything contained here in.


THE END

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good for people to know.