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"So You're Going To Die..."

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      TAMMY CORIZIS

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     Terry Chase Chenowith

 

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     Culver City, CA. 90230

 

    

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     FADE IN:

 

     INT. PLANET EXPRESS - DAY.

 

     FRY ENTERS CARRYING BOXES.

 

     ANDREA AND BENDER WATCH WITH THEIR ARMS

     CROSSED.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          So Bender, you going to that

 

          Rave tonight?

 

     FRY DROPS HIS BOXES, SHOCKED.

 

                        FRY

 

          There’s a Rave?

 

                        BENDER

 

          You didn’t know? Sheesh, where

 

          have you been?

 

                        FRY 

 

          I’ve been busy working my ass    

 

          off the past week. (Miserably)

 

          Andrea has it easy because it’s

 

          her birthday.

 

     LEELA AND PROFESSOR FRANSWORTH ENTER

     BLOWING STREAMERS.

 

     BOTH ARE WEARING PARTY HATS.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Happy twenty fourth birthday

 

          Andrea!

 

                        ANDREA

 

          That’s not until tomorrow...

 

                        LEELA

 

          Around here we like to do

 

          things in advance.

    

                        ANDREA

 

          Cool, cool...

 

                        LEELA

 

          So, how does it feel to finally

 

          be twenty four?

 

                        ANDREA

 

          I don’t feel any different...

 

                        BENDER

 

          I don’t think you’re supposed to

 

          feel any different just because  

    

          you’re turning one year older...

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Do I look twenty four?

 

                        FRY

 

          No. You still look twenty three.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Starting tomorrow, I can finally

 

          get a job!

 

FADE TO BLACK:

 

     (OPENING THEME SONG AND ANIMATION FOR

     FUTURAMA PLAYS)

 

     EXT. STREET - DAY.

 

     ANDREA WALKS WITH BENDER AND FRY.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Twenty four... Wow! How does it

 

          feel?

 

                        ANDREA

         

          (Annoyed) It’s not my birthday

    

          yet!

 

                        FRY 

 

          Well, Leela did say that they do

 

          everything in advance around here.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Yeah, so TECHNICALLY, you are now

 

          twenty four years old.

 

                        ANDREA

    

          (Carelessly) Yeah, sure, fine,

 

          whatever.

 

                        BENDER

         

          (As he takes out a poster) So

 

          Fry, are you gonna go to the

 

          Rave or not? I’m taking Andrea...

 

          It’s a birthday present. Meet some

 

          guys, chill...

 

                        FRY

         

          (Sarcastically) Sounds like you

 

          guys will be having a blast.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Don’t tell me they’re making you

 

          work on my birthday...

 

                        FRY

 

          (Sadly) Yep.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          That sucks!

                        BENDER

 

          Yeah! That sucks!

 

                        FRY

 

          Look, this is something that I

 

          have to do. I’ve gotta deliver

 

          this package to Venus.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Hmm... Men are from Mars...

 

                        BENDER

 

          Women are from Venus.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          (Gasps) You’re seeing someone

    

          on Venus, aren’t you? (Sniffs)

 

          Fry how could you?

 

                        BENDER

 

          (Comforting Andrea) There, there...

         

          (To Fry) Shame on you!

 

                        FRY

 

          I’m not seeing ANYONE from Venus.

 

          They’re all freaks!

 

     AN OLD LADY CARRYING A CANE APPROACHES

     FRY.

 

                        OLD LADY

 

          I’m from Venus.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Freak.

 

     THE OLD LADY HITS BENDER WITH HER CANE,

     THEN LEAVES WHISTLING INNOCENTLY.

 

                        FRY

 

          See Andrea? What did I tell you?

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Fine, I believe you.

 

     FRY PUTS HIS HANDS ON ANDREA’S SHOULDERS.

 

                        FRY

 

          I really have to make this

 

          delivery. I want you to go with

 

          Bender to that Rave and have the

 

          time of your life.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Be miserable? Okay, great! I can

 

          do that.

 

     ANDREA WALKS AWAY.

 

     FRY LEANS IN CLOSE TO BENDER AND WHISPERS:

 

                        FRY

 

          I want you to make sure she has

 

          a good time.

 

                        BENDER

         

          (Salutes) Yes sir! But what if

 

          I wanna go mingle?

 

                        FRY

 

          Take Andrea with you. Just make

 

          sure she doesn’t get into bed

 

          with anybody. Guys that go to

 

          Rave’s are usually drunks. Hey,

 

          I have an idea! Pretend you’re

 

          Andrea’s boyfriend.

 

                        BENDER

 

          A robot dating a human? Won’t

 

          that look a little weird?

    

                        FRY

 

          I guess so. But if people see

 

          that you’re her boyfriend, they

 

          won’t go near her. Understand?

 

                        BENDER

 

          I read you loud and clear.

    

                        FRY

 

          Good. I have to go to work now.

 

          It’s a two day trip to Venus you

 

          know.

         

                        BENDER

 

          Well, see you around Fry.

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. FRANSWORTH’S SHIP - DAY.

    

     FRY ENTERS CARRYING HIS CARGo.

 

                        FRY

          (To Leela) What are we delivering

 

          anyways?

 

                        LEELA

 

          I don’t know. Somebody told me

 

          that it was Top Secret.

 

                        FRY

 

          Top Secret, eh?

 

                        LEELA

 

          Fry, don’t even think about

 

          opening that crate. You don’t

 

          know what could be lurking

 

          inside it.

 

                        FRY

         

          (Innocently) Oh... I won’t --

 

     LEELA TURNS HER BACK TO FRY.

 

     FRY GOES TO OPEN THE CRATE BUT, LEELA

     SMACKS HIS HAND AWAY.

                        LEELA

         

          (Warnfully) Fry!

 

FADE TO BLACK:

 

     INT. BAR - DAY.

 

     BENDER SITS WITH ANDREA, IN HIS HAND,

     HE HOLDS A SHEET OF PAPER AND A PENCIL.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Okay, so, you suspect Fry is

 

          having an affair on Venus with

 

          some other chick?

 

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Yep.

 

                        BENDER

 

          And you obviously don’t like

 

          the fact that he’s going.

 

                        ANDREA   

 

          Correct.

 

                        BENDER

 

          I’m sure girls are from Mars

 

          and men are from Venus.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Well, you know what they say,

 

          when under Venus, look for a --

 

                        BAR TENDER   

         

          (To Andrea) Hey, I happen to be

 

          from Venus.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          That’s nice but we’re not

 

          talking about you. We’re talking

 

          about my boyfriend, Fry.

 

                        BAR TENDER

 

          What about him?

    

                        ANDREA

 

          Well, I think he might be

 

          having an affair with someone

 

          on Venus.

 

                        BAR TENDER

 

          So, your boyfriend is gay.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Can’t be. I know Fry like the

 

          back of my hand.

 

     BENDER SEES A DROP OF OIL ON HIS LEFT

     HAND.

 

                        BENDER (CON’T)

 

          What the hell is that?!

 

                        ANDREA

 

          My boyfriend is not gay! He

 

          wouldn’t be dating me then!

 

                        BAR TENDER

 

          There are only men on Venus.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Ha!

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Well, my Aunt Leela has a lot

 

          to look forward to... Poor Fry.

    

                        BENDER

 

          Yeah -- (Carelessly) Poor Fry.

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. PLANET EXPERSS - DAY.

 

     AMY AND PROFESSOR FRANSWORTH HANG UP

     BANNERS AND BIRTHDAY DECORATIONS.

 

                        AMY

 

          Wow, this is Andrea’s first

 

          year here with us.

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          Yes. I hope Leela and Fry get

 

          back soon. I have no intension

 

          of making that birthday cake

 

          all by myself.

 

                        AMY

 

          How hard can making a birthday

 

          cake be?

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          Why don’t we just go buy one?

 

                        AMY 

    

          Do you think Andrea will be

 

          able to tell the difference?

         

                        FRABSWORTH

         

          (Carelessly) Who cares. At

 

          least she gets a cake.

 

                        AMY

 

          Good point.

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. BAKERY - DAY.

 

     AMY AND FRANSWORTH ENETR THE BAKERY.

 

                        FRABSWORTH

 

          Let’s get her a chocolate

 

          covered moose cake.

 

                        AMY

 

          That’s TOO much chocolate.

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          Chocolate chip?

 

                        AMY

 

          Now THAT I know she’ll like.

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          Good, because I’m not changing

 

          it even if she doesn’t like it.

 

     THE OWNER OF THE BAKERY PUTS A CAKE

     ON THE TABLE, THEN SPRINKLES IT WITH

     CHOCOLATE CHIPS.

 

                        AMY

 

          Hey, he’s making one fresh out

 

          of the oven!

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          Let’s grab that one.

 

                        AMY

 

          Looks edable to me.

 

     AMY AND PROFESSOR FRANSWORTH APPROACH

     THE COUNTER AND GRAB THE CAKE.

    

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          We need this cake.

 

     PROEFSSOR FRANSWORTH THROWS A TWENTY 

     DOLLAR BILL ON THE COUNTER, THEN CLOSES

     THE BOX.

 

                        AMY

    

          Keep the change.

 

     AMY AND PROFESSOR FRANSWORTH LEAVE.

    

                        BAKER

 

          No wait! That cake is not for

 

          sale! It is not from this part   

 

          of the world!

 

     THE DOOR CLOSES.

 

                        BAKER (CON’T)

 

          Oh dear...

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. FRANSWORTH’S SHIP - NIGHT.

 

     FRY SPEAKS TO ANDREA THROUGH A WRIST

     COMMUNICATOR.

 

                        FRY

 

          Hi Sweetie!

 

     ON FRY’S COMMUNICATOR, WE SEE ANDREA

     SITTING AT A BOOTH WITH BENDER.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Hey Fry. Are you almost there?

    

                        FRY

 

          Well, we still have a few more

          light years to go. But don’t

 

          worry, when I get back, I’m

 

          gonna throw you my own party

 

          you can invite whoever you want.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Cool, but um... I have some bad

 

          news for ya.

 

                        FRY

 

          Good news first.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Men are from Venus, women are

 

          from Mars.

    

                        FRY

 

          What?! (Realizing) I mean...

 

          Really?

 

                        BENDER

 

          Yep. So tell Leela she has a

 

          lot to look forward to.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          So would you... If you were

 

          going to Mars that is.

 

                        FRY

 

          All right... And what’s the

 

          BAD news?

 

                        ANDREA

          Everybody at the Rave thinks

 

          that Bender is my boyfriend!

 

          And I’ve made so many friends.

 

                        FRY

 

          THAT’S bad news?

 

                        ANDREA

 

          It should be to you... Well,

 

          since I’m drunk I wouldn’t really

 

          know... Chow!

 

                        FRY

 

          No, wait! Sweetie! Put Bender

 

          on!

 

     THE COMMUNICATOR GOES STATIC.

 

     FRY ANGRILY SHUTS IT OFF.

 

                        FRY (CON’T)

 

          Damn it! I knew it was a bad

 

          idea.

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. UNDERGROUND RAVE - NIGHT.

 

     “THAT’S THE WAY, I LIKE IT” BLARES FROM

     A RADIO.

 

     EVERYBODY DANCES.

 

     ANDREA AND BENDER SIT AT A BAR, BOTH

     ARE DRUNK.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          When that clock strikes twelve,

          I’m gonna be twenty four!

 

                        BENDER

 

          And then we’re gonna score!

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Hey, that rhymed...

 

                        BENDER   

    

          Wanna take a drive later on? I

 

          can take you up this really

 

          romantic road.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Roods --

 

                        BENDER

 

          Just remind me to stick to the

 

          speed limit.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          That’s another one of those

 

          freaky words.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Oh my God, I’m drunk...

 

     ANDREA TRIES TO WALK, BUT CAN’T.

 

                        BENDER (CON’T)

 

          So are you!

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Let’s blow this Rave. I need

 

          some action.

     BENDER PULLS ANDREA INTO ANOTHER ROOM,

     THEN CLOSES THE DOOR.

 

     ANDREA COME SOUT A SECOND LATER, BUT

     IS PULLED BACK INTO THE ROOM AGAIN.

 

                        BENDER (O.S.)

 

          Grr --

 

                        ANDREA (O.S.)

 

          Hey!

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. PLANET EXPRESS - THE NEXT DAY.

 

     AMY PLACES THE CAKE ON A TABLE

     SURROUNDED BY PRESENTS.

 

     FRY ENTERS WITH LEELA.

 

     BOTH ARE EXHAUSTED.

 

                        FRY

 

          Somebody should really think

 

          about inventing a teleportation

 

          device.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Those aren’t supposed to be

 

          invented until the year four

 

          thousand.

 

     FRY FALLS DOWN ON A NEARBY COUCH.

 

                        LEELA (CON’T)

         

          (To Amy) Are Bender and Andrea

 

          here?

 

                        AMY

 

          Well, theyd idn’t come home

 

          last night.

 

                        LEELA

 

          (Surprised) They didn’t?

 

     FRY IMMEDIATELY WAKES UP.

 

                        FRY

 

          Oh my God! What if they got

 

          rapped? Or kidnapped? And

 

          it’s all my fault because I

 

          wanted Andrea to have a good

 

          time on her birthday.

 

     ANDREA AND BENDER WALK IN.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Morning Fry.

 

                        FRY

 

          (Happily) Andrea!

 

     FRY HUGS ANDREA TIGHTLY.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          You’re cutting off my

 

          circulation!

 

     FRY LETS ANDREA GO, THEN GOES TO HUG

     BENDER BUT --

 

                        BENDER

 

          Don’t touch me...

 

     BENDER CROSSES HIS ARMS AS FRY BACKS

     AWAY.

 

                        FRY

 

          Okay... Somebody’s pissed.

 

                        ANDREA   

 

          Oooh, cake!

 

     ANDREA CUTS A PIECE OF CAKE.

 

                        AMY

 

          Chocolate chip to be exact.

 

     ON ANDREA

 

     AS SHE TAKES A PIECE OF CAKE AND

     SAWLLOWS IT.

 

                        ANDREA   

 

          Not bad.

 

     LEELA SPOTS A LABEL ON THE CAKE,

     THEN ANGRILY TURNS TO AMY.

 

                        LEELA

 

          (Angrily) Where did you get

 

          this?

 

                        AMY

 

          At that new bakery that just

 

          opened up.

 

                        LEELA

 

          (Surprised) WHAT new bakery?

 

CUT TO:

 

     EXT. BAKERY - DAY.

 

     FEY, LEELA, AMY, ANDREA, AND PROFESSOR

     FRANSWORTH STAND IN FRONT OF A DESERTED

     ALLEY WAY.

 

                        AMY

 

          Well, this is the place.

         

          (Realizing) Hey, where did the

 

          bakery go?

 

     EVERYBODY GASPS.

 

CUT TO:

 

     EXT, BAKERY - DAY. (2ND UNIT)

 

     A LOUD HOWL ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE ALLEY.

 

     ANDREA GRABS ONTO FRY.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Kind of creepy.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Well, I don’t see a bakery

 

          anywhere, do you?

 

                        AMY

 

          What are you talking about?

 

          It was right here!

 

                        FRANSWORTH

 

          It WAS right here.

 

                        FRY

 

          I’m feeling sick.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Did you eat a piece of that

          cake?

 

                        FRY

 

          No, I ate something from Venus.

 

          The King was holding a feast and

 

          Leela and I were apart of it. It

 

          was just steak though.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Thank God I didn’t eat anything.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Maybe they poisoned you.

         

                        FRY

 

          Please, I delivered their food.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Well, it was Top Secret.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          I’m gonna kill the guy that did

 

          this to you.

 

                        FRY

 

          Well, it’s too late now. It’s

 

          already being digested.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Maybe they fed you food poisoning.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Then we have to get Fry to a

 

          doctor, and fast.

CUT TO:

 

     INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE - DAY.

 

     FRY SITS WITH HIS SHIRT OFF.

    

     ANDREA SITS ON A NEARBY CHAIR.

 

     A WORRIED LOOK RESTS ON HER FACE.

 

                        FRY

 

          Andrea -- What if it really WAS

 

          poison?

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Then they might have to cut you

 

          open and take it out.

 

                        FRY

 

          Cool!

 

     A DOCTOR ENTERS CARRYING A CLIPBOARD.

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          Fry...

 

                        FRY

 

          That’s me.

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          I know.

 

                        FRY 

 

          Oh.

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          What seems to be the problem

 

          today?

                        FRY

 

          My girlfriend thinks I’ve been

 

          poisoned.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Well, that’s what happens when

 

          you eat food from other planets.

 

          Especially when the secret

 

          ingrediant is... DEATH!

 

                        FRY

 

          Will you knock it off? I am NOT

 

          going to die!

 

     THE DOCTOR LISTENS TO FRY’S HEART.

 

     IT SOUNDS LIKE THE FUTURAMA THEME

     SONG AT FIRST.

 

     IT THEN GOES SLOWER.

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          Mr. Fry, I’m afraid you have

 

          been poisoned.

 

                        FRY

          WOO HOO!

 

     ANDREA LOOKS AT FRY, SHOCKED.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          You actually WANT to die?

 

                        FRY

 

          Well, not REALLY. But I always

    

          what it would be like to die...

                        ANDREA

             

          (Disgusted) You’re sick.

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          Ms. Andrews, can you step

 

          outside for a minute? I want

 

          to run a few tests on your

 

          boyfriend before you go to

 

          make sure.

    

                        ANDREA

 

          (Sadly) Mmm hmm...

 

     ANDREA LEAVES THE ROOM AND CLOSES THE

     DOOR.

 

     INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY.

 

     LEELA COMFORTS ANDREA AS SHE SITS ON 

     A CHAIR NOT TOO FAR FROM THE DOCTOR’S

     OFFICE.

 

     A CONCERNED LOOK RESTS ON HER FACE.

 

     BENDER APPROACHES ANDREA HOLDING A

     CUP OF COFFEE. SHE REJECTS IT.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Fine, more for me.

 

                        LEELA

 

          Bender, this isn’t the time

 

          to joke around. It’s a time

 

          to be serious. Fry’s life

 

 

          could be at stake. It’s

    

          Andrea’s birthday today and

 

          I don’t think she needs all

 

          this extra attention right

 

          now.

 

                        BENDER

 

          Oh, and like YOU haven’t left

 

          her alone lately.

 

                        LEELA

 

          I am her aunt! She wants me

 

          here!

 

                        BENDER

 

          Fine, I’ll leave.

 

     ANDREA GRABS BENDER BY THE ARM.

 

     THE DOCTOR’S DOOR OPENS AND EVERYONE

     GETS UP.

 

     FRY APPROACHES ANDREA, HE DOESN’T

     SEEM TO BE TOO HAPPY.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Fry --

 

                        FRY

 

          I --

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          Miss Andrews, can you come with

 

          me a minute please?

 

     ANDREA FOLLOWS THE DOCTOR BEHIND A

     WALL.

 

     BENDER EVESDROPS.

 

                        DOCTOR (CON’T)

 

          Your boyfriend is very sick.

 

          I’ve offered to give him an

 

          operation, but he refused.

    

                        ANDREA

 

          (Frantic) That stupid bastard!

 

          He’s always been stobborn.

             

                        DOCTOR

 

          So far, it isn’t that serious.

 

          Since he only ate a little, it

 

          should digest properly and his

 

          pancrius should go down in a

 

          couple of days.

 

                        ANDREA

         

          (Happily) That’s good news, right?

 

                        DOCTOR

 

          Yes. But if it doesn’t, then

 

          I’m afraid he’s going to die.

 

     ANDREA GASPS IN HORROR.

    

                        DOCTOR (CON’T)

 

          I’m sorry Miss Andrews.

 

     THE DOCTOR LEAVES BEHIND A STUNNED

     ANDREA ON HIS WAY OUT.

 

FADE TO BLACK:

    

     INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY.

 

     ANDREA COMES OUT, DEPRESSED.

 

                        ANDREA

    

          (Sadly) Well... I guess this is

 

          it.

 

     FRY PUTS HIS HAND ON ANDREA’S SHOULDER

     AS SHE TRIES TO HOLD BACK HER TEARS.

 

                        FRY

 

          Oh, honey --

 

 

                        ANDREA

 

          You always were a stubborn little

 

          bastard Fry. Why can’t you just

 

          have the operation, Fry? You get a

 

          cool scar.

 

                        FRY

 

          What if they mess up and I end up

    

          dying anyways?

 

                        ANDREA

         

          I guess you have a point.

 

CUT TO:

 

     INT. FRY’S APARTMENT - NIGHT.

 

     FRY IS IN THE BATHROOM TOPLESS. HE   

     LOOKS AT HIS STOMACH WHICH LOOKS A

     LITTL SWOLLON.

 

                        FRY

 

          Eww -- Maybe I should have that

 

          operation to make Andrea feel a

 

          little better. She is taking this

 

          me dying thing a little too

 

          seriously. If there was going to

 

          be a day where I had to die, why

 

          did it have to be on Andrea’s

 

          birthday?

 

     INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT.

 

     ANDREA EVESDROPS ON FRY AS HE SAYS

     HIS PRAYERS IN THE BATHROOM.

 

                        FRY (O.S.)

 

          Hey God... It’s me. Fry. (Sadly) I

 

          know I haven’t been faithful, or

 

          LOYAL to anybody. Especially my

 

          girlfriend Andrea, but if you can

 

          find it in your heart to forgive

 

          me, you’ll help me survive the

 

          night. Your loyal pal, Fry. PS,

    

          I promise to never bother you

 

          this late again.

 

     FRY LEAVES THE BATHROOM AND HUGS

     ANDREA TIGHTLY.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Fry... If you don’t pull through...

 

                        FRY

 

          Yeah?

 

                        ANDREA

 

          Can I have the apartment?

 

                        FRY

 

          You little pest...

 

FADE TO BLACK:

 

     INT. FRY’S APARTMENT - DAY.

 

     ANDREA SLEEPS WITH FRY, WHO SLEEPS ON

     HIS SIDE. DROOL HANGS FROM HIS MOUTH.

 

     ANDREA BENDS DOWN TO HEAR FRY SNORING.

 

                        ANDREA

 

          (Happily) YOU’RE ALIVE!

 

     FRY GASPS IN HORROR AS ANDREA GRABS

     HIM BY THE NECK AND HUGS HIM TIGHTLY,

     SWINGING HIM AROUND.

 

                        ANDREA (CON’T)

 

          Honey, you’re alive! I’m so

 

          happy it wasn’t that serious!    

 

          Can I get you anything? I back

    

          rub, breakfast? A dirty magazine?

 

     FRY MOANS TIREDLY.

 

                        FRY

 

          It’s times like this I wish I

 

          WERE dead.

 

FADE OUT:

 

THE END