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[Eric and Buster are at a cinema]
Background: Now that wasn't so bad was it?
Buster: Hoo hooo! Hooo hoo hoo! Boy, did you see that? Nobody takes a wallop like Goofy! What timing! What finess! What a genius! Hooo hoo! [Eric pulls Buster back to the seat next to him by his ears.] Ow!
Eric: We're supposed to be hiding. What's wrong with you?
Buster: What's wrong with you? You're the only person in this theatre that isn't laughing! Is there nothing that can permeate your impervious puss? Hey Eric! [Pulls funny face.] Plplplll! Boy, nothing. What could have possibly happened to you to turn you into such a sourpuss?
Eric: You wanna know? I'll tell you. A toon killed my brother.
Buster: A toon? No.
Eric: That's right. A toon. We were investigating the robbery of the first national bank of Toontown. Back in those days me and Teddy liked working in Toontown. Thought it was a lot of laughs. Ha. Anyway, this guy got away with a zillion semolians. We trailed him down to a little dive down in Yahtzel Street. Went in. Only he got the drop on us. Literally. Dropped a piano on us from fifteen stories. Broke my arm. Teddy never made it. I never did find out who that guy was. All I remember was him standing over me laughing,with those burning red eyes and that high squeaky voice. He dissapeared into Toontown after that.
Buster: Boo hoooo! No wonder you hate me! If a toon killed my brother I'd hate me too.
Eric: Come on. Don't cry. I don't hate you.
Buster: Yes you do!
Eric: No I don't.
Buster: You do hate me. Otherwise you wouldn't have yanked my ears all those times.
Eric: Come on. I'm sorry I yanked your ears.
Buster: All the times you yanked my ears?
Eric: All the times I yanked your ears.
Buster: Apology accepted! Put it there pal. I feel better... Oh boy! I hope it's another cartoon! Jeepers. Another stupid newsreel. I hate the news.
Fifi sits down beside Eric.
Eric: You got all my stuff?
Fifi: Yes. They're packed up in the car outside. Would've been here after you called but I had to shake the weasels.
Background: ...in Atlantic city the Shriner's march. Wearing their fezzes and bright uniforms, they parade before a hundred thousand spectators as a highlight of the Shrine Convention.
Eric: Yeah. I'm sorry about the trouble in the bar.
Background: ...That's the gay side. There's a serious side when Imperial Potentate George H. Row of Buffalo urged all Shriners to help halt the spread of communism.
Fifi: Hell. Stuffing olives for a living wasn't for me anyway.
Eric: Fifi. You oughta find yourself a good man.
Fifi: But I already have a good man.
Background: ...Many cities are represented in the march, and many
temples, as the Imperial Council meets once again. -It takes a steady eye and a stout heart to heave knives at the apple of your eye but this female william tell has no qualms...
They are about to kiss when...
Buster: Hmmmmmm... Plplplllease. Don't mind me.
Background: ...and plenty of faith...
Fifi: You better get going Eric.
Background: ...a near miss, but this miss says that's as good as a smile.
Eric: I'm glad Teddy's not here to see me running away with my tail between my legs.
Background: Dateline: Hollywood, California. Cloverleaf Oil was on the move this week, acquiring two Hollywood institutions...
Buster: It's not so bad. Once you get used to it.
Newsreader: '...the Pacific Redcar Trolley Line and the venerated Maroon Cartoon Studios. Here R. K. Maroon is seen clinching a deal with Cloverleaf's bankers and executives in one of the biggest real estate deals in Californian history.'
Eric: That's it! That's the connection!
Background: Now that wasn't so bad was it?
Buster: Hoo hooo! Hooo hoo hoo! Boy, did you see that? Nobody takes a wallop like Goofy! What timing! What finess! What a genius! Hooo hoo! [Eric pulls Buster back to the seat next to him by his ears.] Ow!
Eric: We're supposed to be hiding. What's wrong with you?
Buster: What's wrong with you? You're the only person in this theatre that isn't laughing! Is there nothing that can permeate your impervious puss? Hey Eric! [Pulls funny face.] Plplplll! Boy, nothing. What could have possibly happened to you to turn you into such a sourpuss?
Eric: You wanna know? I'll tell you. A toon killed my brother.
Buster: A toon? No.
Eric: That's right. A toon. We were investigating the robbery of the first national bank of Toontown. Back in those days me and Teddy liked working in Toontown. Thought it was a lot of laughs. Ha. Anyway, this guy got away with a zillion semolians. We trailed him down to a little dive down in Yahtzel Street. Went in. Only he got the drop on us. Literally. Dropped a piano on us from fifteen stories. Broke my arm. Teddy never made it. I never did find out who that guy was. All I remember was him standing over me laughing,with those burning red eyes and that high squeaky voice. He dissapeared into Toontown after that.
Buster: Boo hoooo! No wonder you hate me! If a toon killed my brother I'd hate me too.
Eric: Come on. Don't cry. I don't hate you.
Buster: Yes you do!
Eric: No I don't.
Buster: You do hate me. Otherwise you wouldn't have yanked my ears all those times.
Eric: Come on. I'm sorry I yanked your ears.
Buster: All the times you yanked my ears?
Eric: All the times I yanked your ears.
Buster: Apology accepted! Put it there pal. I feel better... Oh boy! I hope it's another cartoon! Jeepers. Another stupid newsreel. I hate the news.
Fifi sits down beside Eric.
Eric: You got all my stuff?
Fifi: Yes. They're packed up in the car outside. Would've been here after you called but I had to shake the weasels.
Background: ...in Atlantic city the Shriner's march. Wearing their fezzes and bright uniforms, they parade before a hundred thousand spectators as a highlight of the Shrine Convention.
Eric: Yeah. I'm sorry about the trouble in the bar.
Background: ...That's the gay side. There's a serious side when Imperial Potentate George H. Row of Buffalo urged all Shriners to help halt the spread of communism.
Fifi: Hell. Stuffing olives for a living wasn't for me anyway.
Eric: Fifi. You oughta find yourself a good man.
Fifi: But I already have a good man.
Background: ...Many cities are represented in the march, and many
temples, as the Imperial Council meets once again. -It takes a steady eye and a stout heart to heave knives at the apple of your eye but this female william tell has no qualms...
They are about to kiss when...
Buster: Hmmmmmm... Plplplllease. Don't mind me.
Background: ...and plenty of faith...
Fifi: You better get going Eric.
Background: ...a near miss, but this miss says that's as good as a smile.
Eric: I'm glad Teddy's not here to see me running away with my tail between my legs.
Background: Dateline: Hollywood, California. Cloverleaf Oil was on the move this week, acquiring two Hollywood institutions...
Buster: It's not so bad. Once you get used to it.
Newsreader: '...the Pacific Redcar Trolley Line and the venerated Maroon Cartoon Studios. Here R. K. Maroon is seen clinching a deal with Cloverleaf's bankers and executives in one of the biggest real estate deals in Californian history.'
Eric: That's it! That's the connection!
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