Post by Steve Catt on May 22, 2007 11:13:13 GMT -5
:::It's a scene with some stuff in it, who cares.:::
Steve Carr: I've noticed something.
Merc: Oh?
Steve: You're not doing that thing anymore.
Merc: What thing?
Steve: You know, where you start ranting gibberish about marsupials.
Merc: Oh, that. Yeah, those were flashbacks.
Steve: You were attacked by kangaroos?
Merc: Well, no. I think that was just my brain substituting with something less horrible. Anyway, it's done now.
Steve: Really?
Merc: Yeah.
Steve: I guess wrestling here really has changed you.
Merc: Well, it's something to do. I couldn't keep my mind off the battlefield before. Now I'm...content. Although there was a period of a couple weeks there where I would shout stuff about cake, but I managed to hold that in until I got off camera.
Steve: Well, cake isn't as weird as koalas.
Merc: No, it's not. It makes more sense, somehow.
Steve: Yeah, I could totally see someone just shouting about cake and I would just think, "Well, I guess he really wants some cake." As opposed to that he molests kangaroos.
Merc: Exactly...wait, what?
Steve: Nothing.
Merc: No, you said--
Steve: Hey, so did anyone ever offer you any cake then?
Merc: What?
Steve: Well like I said I would hear that and think you wanted cake. So did anyone ever give you any cake?
Merc: No. I don't think there are any cakes around here.
Steve: Well, that sucks. What about pie?
Merc: No.
Steve: Too bad.
Merc: This is a great conversation, and I'm sorry to change the subject so abruptly, but I keep thinking, what if Outcast loses?
Steve: You know me. I always have a plan.
:::Fade out.:::
Steve Carr: I've noticed something.
Merc: Oh?
Steve: You're not doing that thing anymore.
Merc: What thing?
Steve: You know, where you start ranting gibberish about marsupials.
Merc: Oh, that. Yeah, those were flashbacks.
Steve: You were attacked by kangaroos?
Merc: Well, no. I think that was just my brain substituting with something less horrible. Anyway, it's done now.
Steve: Really?
Merc: Yeah.
Steve: I guess wrestling here really has changed you.
Merc: Well, it's something to do. I couldn't keep my mind off the battlefield before. Now I'm...content. Although there was a period of a couple weeks there where I would shout stuff about cake, but I managed to hold that in until I got off camera.
Steve: Well, cake isn't as weird as koalas.
Merc: No, it's not. It makes more sense, somehow.
Steve: Yeah, I could totally see someone just shouting about cake and I would just think, "Well, I guess he really wants some cake." As opposed to that he molests kangaroos.
Merc: Exactly...wait, what?
Steve: Nothing.
Merc: No, you said--
Steve: Hey, so did anyone ever offer you any cake then?
Merc: What?
Steve: Well like I said I would hear that and think you wanted cake. So did anyone ever give you any cake?
Merc: No. I don't think there are any cakes around here.
Steve: Well, that sucks. What about pie?
Merc: No.
Steve: Too bad.
Merc: This is a great conversation, and I'm sorry to change the subject so abruptly, but I keep thinking, what if Outcast loses?
Steve: You know me. I always have a plan.
:::Fade out.:::
