Monday, September 14, 2009

The Linesies

INT - Stage at an awards show

An MC walks to the podium at the center of the stage.

MC: And now we've come to the main event at tonight's Linesies. The book of the year. We've been showing them all evening, but a little recap is necessary for those just tuning in at home.

A coloring book, with the outline of a horrified barber holding his client's head as the cover.

MC: "Scandal! The Complete Bertolt Brecht Coloring Book" has shocked and enthused kindergartners across the globe. The subject of many pre-nap debates, this collection on Brecht continues to be an excellent, early-education primer to his work.

A new picture is held up. Thick lines denote five boats outside a coastal city.

MC: "Aegean Maritime Conquest," a historical reimagining of the periods most notable coloring books, seeks to capture the attention of the colorist, as well as shed light on what was, by all accounts, a rather drab period in maritime lore.

A thick white book, with hollow letters of "The Beatles" with half notes liberally spread out on the cover, is shown.

MC: "The Beatles, The Complete Scores, The Coloring Book" had been hotly anticipated by fans of musical coloring books since it was announced last December. The subject of many staff-based competitions, many of which strayed from the lines, "The Beatles, The Complete Scores, The Coloring Book" has shown that the combination of classic music and contemporary crayoning can hold on even the most hallowed of ground.

A woman, passed out in the gutter, surrounded by trash, again as the cover of a coloring book, is shown.

MC: "The Contemporary Poverty Of Inland American Suburbia, Vol. II" takes the wax-handed viewer through the plight of a nation in decline. In this second installment, Flynt, Michigan; Cleveland, Ohio, and Oklahoma City, Oklahoma are studied in great detail. Winner of the Martha Heasley Cox Center's The John Steinbeck Award, "The Contemporary Poverty Of Inland American Suburbia, Vol. II" is already well upon its way towards being a seminal coloring book in the annals of sociological study.

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, the winner of the Linesey for Coloring Book Of The Year is...

He fumbles with a large piece of coloring book paper, opens it, and turns it to the audience to reveal a crude crayoning of:

MC: It's a dark horse winner! "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Versus Eddie, The Bully At My School," by Tyler, age 7!

Friday, September 11, 2009

Don't Go Breaking My Heart

INT - Office

Two men, JACK and STEPHEN, face each other from a desk. Jack, well dressed, sits behind the desk, and the stylishly sloven Stephen sits in the guest chair.

Stephen: Ok, so it's a reality show.

Jack: I love reality shows. Love making reality shows.

Stephen: I know. So, it's called "Don't Go Breaking My Heart." Every week, we find a couple that's going through a tough patch in their relationship--

Jack: Love it.

Stephen: And we bring in a celebrity guest to help them through it. We focus on celebrities that were at the height of fame when the couple first got together-- we get a couple who's been together for 35 years, we bring in John Travolta. We get a couple who met in high school, class of '83 and bring in Phil Collins. The best part is, most of the celebrities aren't that huge, anymore, and it won't cost much to bring them in. Sweeps comes in, we bring in someone huge.

Jack: I have to say, it's sounding like a real money maker.

Stephen: But, there's more. Now, get this, season finale, we bring in Olivia Newton John, and it's just a real charming show, and it's great. And the couple stays together, and it's great, and Elton John shows up--

Jack: Love. It.

Stephen: And he shoots Olivia Newton John. This leads us right into Season 2, where--

Jack: He shoots her?

Stephen: With a custom revolver, really flashy. We're talking 1970s Elton, here. It's just going to take everybody back, a really nice moment for everyone to remember what that time was like.

Jack: Like, he shoots her, shoots her? Olivia Newton John is supposed to die on your show?

Stephen: We're not going to fake it! This isn't that kind of reality show.

Jack: Alright. I've got a few notes.

Stephen: Please.

Jack: Well, first, I love the idea. It's cheap, tugs on the heartstrings, has some nostalgia. In fact, I love the idea of bringing Elton John and Olivia Newton John together. Makes sense, ties back into the show, great season finale. Not so crazy on the murder aspect.

Stephen: Murder's such an ugly word.

Jack: It is murder, though, right? I mean, technically.

Stephen: Technically, yes.

Jack: I just think, outside of the morality, I don't really think the FCC is going to let this air.

Stephen: Just run huge promos on the "controversial season finale," and show it after 9.

Jack: Fine... Not to keep coming back to the murder aspect, but, is it really necessary?

Stephen: Absolutely. For the second season, we're going to be aiming for a little bit more of an edge. The couples, they're working through their problems, but there's always this threat, that there's going to be a sequinned gleam out of the shadows, and then the relationship will be over. It lends an air of immediacy.

Jack: And Elton is on board with this? He's willing to shoot someone, someone he knows and has worked with?

Stephen: I haven't talked to him, personally, but I assume he would. The whole "Brown Dirt Cowboy," I get this very wild west vibe. I don't foresee any problems there. Besides, shooting someone you've known and worked with? Isn't that-- doesn't everybody kind of want that? This show's more than just a relationship show, it's-- I hope-- a wish fulfillment show.

Jack stares back at him, uncomfortably.

Jack. Ok. We'll do the show.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Light-ly Salted

Guy 1: How many people does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Guy 2: One person?

Guy 1: What if they're no good?

Guy 2: Well, it might take another person, then.

Guy 1: No, I mean, that first guy, he's terrible. He sold the lightbulb for salt, he takes the salt down to the hospital, he--

Guy 2: He pours salt in their wounds?

Guy 1: Oh, no, geeez, no. The kids who just got their tonsils taken out, he salts their ice cream. It's really gross.

Guy 2: Well, that's, that's not too horrible.

Guy 1: Yeah, it's still pretty bad. You, though, you've got wound-salting on your mind? At a hospital? That's a children's hospital, too. I don't know why I even bothered asking you about lightbulbs. I think I'll just ask a professional.

UN Committee For Multilingual Drama Presents

INT. OFFICE

Mr. FENTWORTH, a businessman, opens the door out of his office.

FENTWORTH: Ms. Stenson, could you come in for a moment?

Ms. STENSON, an attractive young woman, dressed secretarialily, enters.

FENTWORTH: Ms. Stenson, I'm sure you're aware that this distribution label is staunchly in favor of import sanctions on all media, and nothing will ever change that. The history of America has been about what, Ms. Stenson?

STENSON: America, Mr. Fentworth?

FENTWORTH: You've learned this label's lessons well, I see. Or, I so I had thought I had seen. So, why? Why, why, why did you book those filthy French record executives? Why, when we could have kept to good, old fashioned, American, and I stress, American music? Ms. Stenson, may I ask you, what makes you think that--

Screen goes blue.

Subtitle: We will now be switching to the French edition of this teleplay.

INT. OFFICE

FENTWORTH: Les Américains ne peuvent pas créer la musique de danse de qualité ?

Subtitle: Americans are unable to create quality dance music?

STENSON: Pas que les Américains ne peuvent pas, intrinsèquement, mais, il vraiment plus une question du concept de la disco contemporaine, bien, qui est tout l'eurobeat, ne sont pas maintenant lui est-elle ? Et nous certainement ne pouvons pas ignorer--

Subtitle: Not that Americans are unable, per se, but, it's really more a matter of the concept of contemporary disco, well, that's all eurobeat, now isn't it? And we certainly can't ignore--

Screen goes blue.

Subtitle: We will now be switching to German.

INT. OFFICE

STENSON: --der electronica einfluss der Deutschen.

Subtitle: --the electronica influence of the Germans.

FENTWORTH: Aber, wenn sparsity eine kunst an sich ist, ist es nicht--

Subtitle: But if sparsity is an art unto itself, is it not--

STENSON: Nicht nr., in seinem sparsity sehen wir die gefühle flüchtig, die wir begraben. Er ist wie ein erneuernder Spanischer wind--

Subtitle: No, no, in its sparsity we are glimpsing the feelings we bury. It's like a refreshing Spanish wind--

They pause, waiting for the languages to switch. It does not.

STENSON: Uh... wie ein erneuernder Spanischer wind gegen ihre haut. Ein nahes nichts, uns an unsere eigene substanz erinnern.

Subtitle: against your skin. A near nothingness, to remind us of our own substance.

FENTWORTH: Klingt mir wie abfall. Musik ist musik und Amerikanische musik ist genug für mich gut. Nehmen sie Russische musik, reine schei-

Subtitle: Sounds like trash to me. Music is music, and American music is good enough for me. Take Russian music, pure shi--

Screen goes blue.

Subtitle: We will now be switching to Russian.

INT. OFFICE

They are now fumbling with scripts, trying to make out the words, and doing a poor job of it.

FENTWORTH: Сверкая вещество, больше я думаю его.

Subtitle: Scintillating stuff, the more I think of it.

STENSON: Oh, да. Русское нот как раз чудесно.

Subtitle: Oh, yes. Russian music is just wonderful.

FENTWORTH: Прочность Shostakovich, оно вытягивает вас-- Но, после этого снова, чего они сделали для нас в последнее время?

Subtitle: The muscularity of Shostakovich, it pulls you--but, then again, what have they done for us lately?

Screen goes blue

Subtitle: We will now be switching to Laotian.

INT. OFFICE

STENSON: ........khene....?

Subtitle: A good point. Quite unlike the rich music of modern day Laos, with its island tones of flutes and bells, and the beautiful khene, despite its mainland location.

Stenson and Fentworth are dumbstruck at this point, and Fentworth throws his script on the ground.

Subtitle: Ah, but do not forget that it is quite nearly coastal.

Subtitle: Not much more coastal than, say any city 2 or 300 kilometers from the ocean, to be fair. Take Cordoba, for instance.

Fentworth grabs up his script, and they both ready themselves.

Subtitle: It's about the same distance from the coast of Spain, but not as coastal, as say, the province of Fujian, China.

Screen goes blue

Subtitle: We will now be switching to Hokkien.

INT. OFFICE

Subtitle: ................

Fentworth completely snaps, breaks character, and throws his script across the soundstage.

FENTWORTH: Alright, what the hell?

STENSON: They're just trying to respect each other's cultures, don't get so worked up about it.

Subtitle: ................

FENTWORTH: I'm not saying--whatever it is we're saying, America is the supreme power of music--I'm saying we're getting off track in a way that doesn't even make sense, anymore. We're comparing inadequacies of techno and Shostakovich, there's literally no connection.

STENSON: Outside of the rhythmic elements, rapping on the instruments' backs.

Subtitle: ................

FENTWORTH: Shut up! This is--

Screen goes blue

Subtitle: We will now be switching to Malaysian.

INT. OFFICE

FENTWORTH: No one knows Malaysian! Nobody knows what Malaysian music is like! I'm not even saying American music is the be all, end all, but we're such a dominant country that of course we're going to have some excessive cultural effect, and that's fine!

Subtitle: ................

STENSON: Come on, we're supposed to just, promote unity, and tolerance for the smaller--

FENTWORTH: For the smaller countries that we don't even have a translator for! I kind of thought that maybe there was some fighting going on in the background, but, really, I don't think that they even have a clue as to how to put together even half a commerci--

CREDITS ROLL

Credits read:

"Míster Fentworth ¿¿¿???"

"Miss Stenson ¿¿¿???"

"Director Ora De Cine ¿¿¿???"

"El Traductor ¿¿¿???"

"Un Comité de Naciones Unidas para la Producción Multilingüe del Drama"